Just another twenty-something girl, living the dream. That’s what I tell myself every morning. That I’m successful, self-aware, and well-balanced. It's just a tiny fib. I would be all of those things, if I had friends who didn’t work with me at the bank. And if I made it to pilates more than once a quarter. And if watermelon slushies weren't the main source of nutrients in my diet. It wouldn’t hurt if I’d had sex in the last year, either. (My best friend insists Jorge the Nightstand Boyfriend doesn’t count.)But when you know where you're going, you don’t need to enjoy the ride. Right?Even if some teeny part of me did want to fool around, Max Donovan would be the last guy I’d call. Sure, he made the indie video game that broke the internet. And yeah, his eyebrow piercing’s sexy, in a ‘what-are-you-in-a-band?’ kind of way. And fighting with him gets me going faster than Jorge on bezerker mode…He’s still colder than a cactus and twice as prickly. And I’m not talking about his face, because the guy’s barely old enough to shave. It’d really be best if we just ignored each other. Which is a problem, because Max Donovan is my new biggest client.So what happens when the girl who lives to work meets the guy who was born to play?Game on.

     That’s my new saying in life, and trust me, life has handed me lots of lemons. My name is Danielle DeChenne, and for eighteen years I took every punch “destiny” threw at me. Now I’m no longer a naive girl. Traumatic abuse will do that to you. I was forced to grow up too fast, and the one person I depended on—that gorgeous Marine, Zane—turned his back on me. So now I say screw the lemonade and just give me a bottle of Jack Daniel’s, because I don’t believe in destiny anymore. There is no pre-destined path set out for each of us. That crap doesn’t exist. Sometimes bad things happen…it’s just how the world works. It sucks, but you have to pick yourself up and get on with your life. Even if it’s an impossible task. I’m done sitting around and waiting for my life to change or something good to fall in my lap. It took me awhile to understand, but once I stopped being the doormat for destiny, it was time for me to take control. Now I decide where I go in life and what will happen. It won’t always be pretty, it will sometimes hurt like hell, but I will make sure I live my life to the fullest… Then the gorgeous Marine from my past returned with a vengeance—except this time, I was ready for him. It's time to rewrite destiny. FIGHTING DESTINY #2- With a dark past of abuse, Toby Smith full-on raged against life. After years of neglect from his junkie mother, Toby turned to the one thing that made his fury go away—mixed martial arts. Now, as an adult, he lives and breathes his training club and fighting, inside or outside of the cage. But when a mousy blonde walks into his gym for a self-defense class he's teaching, that all fades away. Sara Carmichael was always a doormat—until the day she took her life back. Struggling to cope with years of physical and emotional abuse from a boyfriend, things take a turn for the worse. Drunk and in rare form, he nearly violates her in unspeakable ways. So she leaves and escapes from New York to California, hoping it’s far enough away that he won't find her. When Sara and Toby meet, they never expected it would be in a sweaty gym. When they are together, Toby feels things he can’t understand. But when Sara’s past clouds their present, will she be strong enough to defend her new life? Or will Toby snap and become the man she’s always feared? It’s one thing to fight for love, but it’s another when you’re…Fighting Destiny. DEFYING DESTINY #3- Twenty-six-year-old Louie Creighton knows there is something inside him he can’t control… Ever since he can remember, Louie has had a short fuse. People always said he’d amount to nothing. He wasn’t smart enough to get into college. He wasn’t tough enough to be a Marine. No one believed in him. No one except his father, Mike Creighton… Louie’s father always taught him to turn the other cheek. He was a true mentor, teaching him how to be a man in a world of cowards. But when his father is murdered the day after scratching a winning lottery ticket, Louie’s inner monster can’t be contained. He becomes determined to track down the suspect at any cost. All along, he struggles to live by his father’s motto—To find out what you live for, you have to discover what you’d die for. Then he meets Harlow McPherson… Her entire life has been a battle. Harlow grew up in the system, bouncing from one foster home to the next. Most weren’t that bad, but some were hell.

    A nameless face in the sea of a dozen or so other women who were snatched off the street just like her, Vesa refuses to show any sign of weakness. She can’t. There’ll be no hope of escape if she loses it now. Unsure what is going to happen, she knows one thing for certain. She’s going to fight! No matter what, no matter who, no matter how, she’s going to fight with everything she has even if the captor who’s had her marked is some sexy, dominant, beast of a man who can’t keep his eyes off her. The Hunt has been a part of wolf shifter history for as long as anyone can remember. Still, it doesn’t keep Haddix BloodMoon from fuming at his forced participation. Tantamount to an arranged marriage, The Hunt is the Council’s way of controlling the packs. Worse, the crying, sniveling women who were taken and transported to the event’s mountain site aren’t his type. No, Haddix needs a dominant female. A strong-willed, no-nonsense, take no sh*t woman is what his wolf needs. When he finds a little fighter among the offerings, both he and his wolf take notice. Vesa thought that being kidnapped and forced into marriage with a wolf-shifter was the biggest threat to her future, but it’s not. It’s falling for her new mate, Haddix BloodMoon. *** “It’s simple ladies,” the man spoke. “When you hear the howl, you run. Doesn’t matter what direction. You. Run! If you don’t run, if you stay here, drop to your knees in fear or submission, it simply means you’ve denied your Hunter the benefit of the chase. He won’t like it. I promise you won’t either. You’ll get a five-minute head start. You’ll need it. I reiterate. When the howl bays, run!” Hunter? Run? So that was the game. Suddenly, the paint made sense. They’d been brought here to be hunted down by these men but for what? Had they paid just for the experience of hunting humans down like they were animals? Her eyes dipped to the different colored paint on each woman’s chest. Like licking a doughnut, so no one else touches it! She wanted to puke, and it only intensified when she realized that these Hunters could only have one end game. She and all the other women were going to be chased down and killed. Before she could even register what was happening, the men surrounding them all suddenly backed up. Vesa’s eyes scanned the forest around them, seeking out the best path when her eyes snagged on a wooden structure that looked like a row of stalls. There was a single man in each stall. Her eyes tracked down the men pacing in their respective stalls and landed on Haddix. He was watching her, his eyes intense, and it made her sick that a few short minutes ago she was thinking he was hot and now he was going to be hunting her like she was a deer! Screw him! Screw this game! Her lips thinned into a grim line, and she lifted both hands and gave him two middle finger salutes. If she was dying today, it was going to be on her terms. Her belly dipped when he merely beamed a grin and then blew her a kiss. Jerk! Spinning she gave him her back and locked her eyes on a path. Hands shaking and blood rushing too loudly in her ears, she wondered if she’d even be able to hear this stupid howl.

    Then I became someone else, someone loved, someone cherished. I thought I could hide from who I was.When Bliss was thrown at me I knew my life would never be the same. She deserved a man who could protect her, even if that meant taking out her father. I was going to be that man, one way or another.You can't hide from the past forever, no matter how hard you try. Sometimes a little blood must be spilled to save the ones you love.

    RileyRide or Die #1A Devil’s Highwaymen MC novel‘We would blow up this world and create something beautiful in its ruins’Jesse & Laney 1985We were each survivors of our upbringing: lost, unloved and afraid. But like moths to a flame, we couldn’t stay apart.We loved.We lost.We fought.We cried.And then we shattered each other’s hearts.Jesse was a hard man: a biker outlaw for the Devil’s Highwaymen MC. I was Laney: the daughter of a dead mother and a father that didn’t know or want me. We were doomed right from the start.But this was our romance.And this was our disaster.And hopefully, this would be our second chance.#bikers #secondchanceromance #contemporaryromance #alphamale #spinoffseries

    That is, as long as his goddess allows it. Tired of the hustle-and-bustle of everyday life, Mattias is long overdue for a much needed break. Through a friend, he’s able to book a reservation at the San Ani Exotic Animal Sanctuary—as a snow leopard. With Gaia's blessing, he begins his not-so-brief vacation with nothing but relaxation on his mind. The last thing he expects is to meet his mate at the sanctuary…but praise Gaia, he certainly does. Dr. Virginia Taylor jumps at the chance to help a snow leopard in need. If only she could find her glasses… Clumsy, quirky, and filled to the brim with love for big cats, she's the answer to San Ani's prayers. But what's a girl to do when the snow leopard she's called upon to help turns into a hunk she'd like to bed? Well, run, of course. If only she could stop tripping over herself at every turn. Please Note: This title contains erotic content and is intended for individuals over the age of eighteen. Publisher's Note: This title has been previously released with another publisher.

    Completely inexperienced in all the important ways.Billionaire mogul Dermot Nash is like nobody else I’ve ever encountered. He’s powerful and handsome, with a cold gaze that heats me to my very core.But there’s so much about him that’s a mystery – secrets he will never reveal. And the way he makes me feel when he touches me can never make up for the fact that I’ve been purchased to be used as his personal plaything.When he’s done with me at the end of the month, I’ll be discarded and forgotten. A disposable woman, something only the very wealthy can afford…He can throw me away whenever he wants. And the more time I spend with him, the more I fear I’m falling for him, starting to love a man incapable of feeling anything.And the worst part of it all?His secrets can’t be anywhere near as bad as the one I’m keeping…

    What I got instead is heartbreak and a divorce. With my life a shambles, I hit the road and begin a voyage of self discovery and growth. When my keyboard reveals a world of sensual fantasy and dark desires, I don’t know whether to leap into the unknown or play things safe. What I do know is that I’m worth a second chance. I may be forty-five, but I’m not ready to give up on love.

    In middle school, he spread false rumors about her. And in high school, he ruined her prom. She hates that his smirks are unfairly sexy. And she definitely loathes that his dark eyes seem to follow her everywhere. Sometimes, even in her dreams. It doesn’t matter that he’s rich and popular or that he lives in a freaking mansion full of butlers and maids. He’s rude and arrogant, and she wants to stay as far away from him as possible. But unfortunately for Cleo, she lives in the same freaking mansion as Zach. Only he’s the prince and she’s the lowly maid who serves him. #EnemiesToLovers #ZachAndCleo #AssholeAlpha #Angst #NewAdult

     Nick Christmas is different for the super rich. During the holidays, I like to dress up as Santa Claus and go to random shopping malls. I listen to the wishes of hundreds of starry-eyed children and then I use my family’s immense wealth and connections to make their dreams come true. It’s my own little gift to myself… what else can you give a man who has everything? …Well, almost everything… I used to wish for love, but I’ve long since given up hope. I don’t know who to trust, everyone just wants a piece of my fortune. But when I meet Krissy, I know that she likes me for me… why else would she be giving me those cute little glances while I’m dressed up as a fat old man!? She’s hesitant, at first… I can tell she’s hiding a secret, but I promise that I’ll show her mine if she shows me hers. All I want for Christmas is her and I’ll do whatever it takes to unwrap her curvy love. Krissy This is no ordinary shopping mall Santa Claus. His bright blue eyes betray something more; something deeper; something… sexy. He has thick, beefy forearms under that red jacket. His thighs are muscular and strong. I might be a little too old for it, but I don’t care; I sit on his lap and make a wish. Will he make my dreams come true? There’s something about this guy that’s driving me wild. Maybe I’ll finally get that present I’ve been hoping for… This story features instant-love, scolding sex scenes, and a sweet, happy ending. There are no cliffhangers! The book is completely self-contained. So, if you’re looking for a quick dose of pure, steamy romantic pleasure, this is the story for you!

    Because my past is coming back to haunt me, and this time she’s right in the line of fire.

    On SALE for a limited time. I came from a large family, neither rich nor poor. We never went hungry, but we always had to work for what we wanted. So when I was sent to work as the personal assistant to Isadora Lang, the twenty year-old orphan and multi-billionaire heiress, I knew I could never fit into her world. Not that I had any desire to fit in…that was, until I met her gorgeous ass of an older brother, Ashford Lang. For the last thirteen years, Ashford Lang has been the substitute parent to his younger sister, and when he hears that Isadora has hired a personal assistant named Toni Gallagher, he's determined to do what he's always done – protect his baby sister. The last thing he expects when meeting Toni is a tiny, fiery redhead who doesn't give a damn who he is. A challenge no doubt. One that Ash is more than willing to take. What he doesn't know is that, soon, Toni will be the least of his concerns.

    Totally unexpected. Sweet and gorgeous. But one warm look from Camryn’s grey eyes, and one sweet smile thrown at me, has me on my knees. Doesn’t change the fact that I can’t have her, but that’s alright. I’ll keep drowning in her beautiful eyes and drinking in her soft voice until she has to leave town.But then threats come her way, harming her while I can’t do anything to stop it, and the instinctive need to protect her kicks in. Whether she wants it or not, I won’t leave her side until I know she’s safe. And when she gives in to the attraction burning between us, I realize something. I don’t want to leave her side at all.CAMRYNGrief and loneliness have been my closest friends for a year, and a change is long overdue. A walk down memory lane in my hometown sounds ideal to start letting go of this never-ending sorrow and try to meet the carefree, happy girl I once was again.But back in Texas, it’s not that girl I meet first.Nate Bowers, president of the Chaos Chasers, is not a saint. He says so himself. As a pragmatic teacher, I should run from that handsome man as fast as I can. But behind his hard exterior and primitive side, all I see in his brown eyes is a caring, gentle man he shows only to me. And when a past that I didn’t even know was mine tries to harm me, letting me know that Evil can borrow the sweetest face and leave you totally unaware of the danger surrounding you, Nate’s protectiveness has me falling for him.

     Vera Markovic only wanted a vacation away from New York where everyone knows her as a Russian Mafiya printsessa of the Markovic Bratva. She didn’t expect to find something worth remembering. And definitely not a man like Alfie Shelby. They fell in love when the leaves changed colors ... As New York City’s notorious fixer, Alfie Shelby always gets what he wants—and when he sets his eyes on Vera, he’ll do anything to keep her ... even if she’s not sure she wants to be kept. And they nearly lost it all when the snow started to fall ... She wants nothing to do with a gangster. A life of crime is all he knows. But neither can deny what they have, even when forces beyond their control try to keep them apart.

    And in his industry, he's the current 'it' boy, the reigning King of Ink. His career is on fire, so hot television has even come calling. And as a result, the town bad-boy has now become the town's favored son. Ava Hightower needs his face on her flyers, if she is to have any hope of her charity gala and bachelor auction being a success. Unfortunately, they get along like oil and water. He's a hardheaded, controlling jerk, and she's already had one run-in with the man. Asking him, of all people, for help is the last thing she wants to do. Not exactly a match made in heaven. Jameson doesn't think too highly of Miss Hightower, either. To him, she's just an uptight, stuck-up know-it-all; a little Miss Goody-two-shoes. Not in a million years was she the type that he'd have anything to do with. Unfortunately she is also on the city council, and therefore has the ability to screw with his business. He needed her help once before, and she shot him down. Now the tables are turned, and she needs his help. Well, my, my, sweetheart, karma can be a cold-hearted bitch. But, hey, maybe he could work this to his advantage. You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours, and all that crap. So they cut a deal. One he has no intention of ever having to fulfill, because he plans to make it impossible for her to keep her end of it. She thought she could outlast him. Guess again, sweet thing. She may be a stubborn woman, but she's met her match. And he has no intention of letting her win this game. Be warned, sweetheart, because the King of Ink has plans to push your limits in ways you've never imagined. This new series from Nicole James, author of the Evil Dead MC series biker romance is a new addition to the bad boy romance genre with her hot, alpha, dominant men.