And now I have to sell my body and soul to fix it… I never wanted to be there in the first place, working in Brock Wrentham’s mansion, under his watchful, relentless gaze. And the last thing I ever expected was to mess up so badly that I’d be in his debt and at his mercy. The only way out? Submit to ten punishments of Brock’s choosing, each one intended to pay off the money I cost him with my colossal screw up. Yes, the punishments involve me in various states of undress. Doing things with Brock, things I’ve never done with another man. Things I definitely never imagined myself doing, much less with one of the world’s most eligible bachelors. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it. I do enjoy it, more and more each time. But as I slip further under his spell, I start to wonder who the real Brock Wrentham is, and what he’s hiding. Because there’s something so terrible in his past, it makes my punishments look like a walk in the park. I don’t know if the fragile trust we’ve built can ever hope to survive the truth. The truth of who he is, what he’s done, and why he wants me to be the one to pay for it all…

    It doesn't hurt that Jonas is funny...and sweet...and really easy on the eyes.But when he kisses me, he's not just a secret friend anymore--he's the guy I'm falling head-first in love with.If our families find out, this feud will turn into an all out war!Welcome to the one-of-a-kind sweet, swoony ride following small-town Scandinavian bakers and the ones who hold their hearts. A toe-curling happily ever after, guaranteed.

     Job, house, and boyfriend – in that order. It’s a boring, routine life where there are no surprises and nothing is spontaneous. It’s safe, it’s mundane and she’s fine with that. Crosby Fitzgerald, better known as Fitz from the band Renegade, has a life he never planned for. Popularity, women and success – not always in that order. Everything he does is spontaneous and exciting, because life is worth living to the fullest. A chance meeting with Brooklyn and Fitz alters both of their worlds – ensuring neither will ever be the same. *Renegade is a full-length standalone novel about a sexy rocker, with no cheating, no cliffhanger and a HEA.

    Marisol needs the money, and I need a nice girl to parade in front of the cameras. No feelings. No strings. No falling for anyone. I’ve been clean for months, but my record company’s not satisfied. Apparently it isn’t enough to only kick a heroin addiction - they’re insisting that I find a girlfriend as well. If I don’t, they pull Dirtshine’s massive record deal. It’s supposed to show that I’ve changed my ways, that I’ve turned over a new leaf, all that rubbish. But I’ve had it with suit-wearing wankers telling me what I’m to do, so I’m on the verge of telling them to go f*ck themselves. And then she shows up. Marisol locks me out of my own concert by accident. She’s wearing a suit at a rock show, searching for her lost law school textbook, has no idea who I am… ...and for the first time in years, I’m hooked. She’s smart, driven, and utterly gorgeous. The sort of girl who earnestly believes in following the rules and hates when others don’t. I’m a huge rock star, recovering addict, and general f*ckup. Our relationship is for show, and that’s all. But with every smile, every laugh, and every breathtaking glance at her curves, I want her more. Two months is all we agreed to. But it’s never going to be enough. Never Enough is a full-length, 90,000-word standalone novel with no cheating, lots of steam, and a happily-ever-after ending.

    From USA Today Bestselling Author comes a new adult student/teacher romance...He's my art professor.I'm his student.With an electric connection and undeniable chemistry, I know it won't be long until one of us cracks.When the opportunity arises to pose naked for the entire art class, I can't help the thrill of knowing he'll be watching me.While they all look past me with their eyes narrowed and concentrated, drawing only the lines and angles of my body, he sees right through me down to my vulnerability.He sees more than just the physical aspects--he sees me.That's when I see the struggle in his features as he tries to stay in control.How do we keep our distance when everything seems to be pulling us together?What feels so right can only go wrong if we keep pushing the limits.Recommended for 18 & above due to explicit sexual content, language, and adult content.*Pushing the Limits is a 102,000 words standalone.*

    All I have to do is hack into one of the most protected systems in the whole country, and walk away with the goods. In the middle of this asinine scheme, the last person I expect to run into is Avery—my biggest regret, and the only woman I’ve ever loved. But this time, she’s on the right side of the law, and the moment she spots me, she knows I’m up to no good. She wants to bargain—or throw my ass in jail. I want her naked in my bed, screaming out my name. And they may call me Scorch for a reason, but this time around, I’ll be the one who’ll get burned when I put my heart on the line. ***This story has a Happily Ever After for the couple and can be read as a stand alone novel.  ***

    Until the beautiful girl next door reminds me of what I’m missing in life. Love. Lust. Passion. All of the above. And somehow, she brings all three and much more out of me. But I don’t have the pleasure of indulging in the softer side of life. I’ve seen some things in the past and they’re creeping up to get me. My only job is to protect my little one and try to make life as normal as possible. Being born a fighter that won’t back down is my only redeeming quality. If I could take back what I saw that has us running and hiding, I would. All I ever wanted was a family to love and protect. And I got my wish on the protecting part. Against my own rules, I let this beautiful, curvy woman in, and before I can really enjoy her warmth, she’s gone. Taken by the guys who want my life. Good luck to them because I’m going after what’s mine. Her.

    Instead, she’s stuck getting coffee and spellchecking contracts for BassNote Productions. She won’t give up her dream of working in events management, but no matter how many hours she spends scrolling through job ads during her lunch breaks there just don’t seem to be any jobs anymore. A chance meeting with the drummer of Black Lilith, a hot new band getting ready for its first international tour, sends Mikayla careening out of her comfort zone and into a world of sex, drugs, and rock n roll. She goes from overqualified barista to overqualified PA overnight, and even though the band’s lead singer, Logan Todd, pushes all of her buttons, Mikayla thinks she might just be able to make this new job work for her. But Black Lilith isn’t as tightknit as they seem in interviews. As Mikayla gets to know the four band members better, a web of lies and heartbreak begins to show itself. Between fans with knives, fights in hotel corridors, and the band’s very strict ‘no dating PAs’ rule, Mikayla’s growing attraction to Logan Todd may be the least of her problems. At this rate, she’ll be lucky if she makes it to the end of the tour...

    Cancer sucks. Especially when it takes a young life. Like the life of my five year old son. You want to know what I have to say about that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing because I don’t have the drive anymore. There’s nothing left in me except emptiness. That much is obvious. I’ve lost my car, my career, and my apartment. At least I have my brother. Actually, I just have a place to stay because of my rich, single brother. I’m struggling to find purpose again. After what life’s shown me it can do to a person, I really don’t care if I’m breathing anymore. I am, but barely. Then Jett Voss showed up and it’s like he’s an oxygen mask I don’t need or want. She’s got no cares left in the world and I’m determined to resuscitate her heart. It was a one-night stand that connected us. She only had one want that night, and I took care of it. I’m not stopping there though. I may have not known her before her heartbreak, but I know there’s life inside of her still. I will find it. That means I need to stick around town for a while. I guess I don’t have many other options. I’ve just been forced to run a company I never wanted and I’m a little bitter about it. The circumstances of why this fell into my lap makes it the hardest. Death is a cruel reality. My bike shop, occasionally the open road, not answering to anyone... this is the life I was living and wanted. It’s insane what one look, one night, one person can change in you. *** Don't miss out on this heartwarming story of love, life, and learning to live with the hand you've been dealt. *18+

    She hasn't done anything wrong to me. She seems nice actually, sweet. She’s attractive, that's for sure, but she certainly isn’t trying to capitalize on it. A baggy sweatshirt and a pair of jeans? Maybe it's the UGGS that get under my skin. The screaming designer label on her sweatshirt. Maybe it's the fact that I haven’t stopped fantasizing about what she might look like underneath it.Lauren Percy:Why is he being so rude to me? He has a face that has that boy charm. Dimples, big brown eyes, sandy hair, clear skin. But as I travel to his chest, I can see this is no innocent boy. Through his white t-shirt that grips his biceps, I see the black ink of tattoos. Where I come from, I have never seen a tattoo up close and personal. His hands are calloused, his fingernails slightly bitten, and he has a slight scar on his collarbone, but it’s hard to see under the hemp choker he’s wearing. He's sexy as hell.Colton Masters: “You done staring, Princess?”Lauren Percy: Damn it. Why I am so drawn to him?*****Play Only For Me is a standalone New Adult Romance of two college music majors discovering themselves but ultimately discovering that true love and dreams can come with sacrifice, and that happy endings are not always one-note, scripted, already-heard songs.

    I crave the excitement and the rush as it courses through my body, with the sounds of fists meeting flesh.It’s not just the blood or the hard bodies that keeps me coming back each time, wanting more. It’s Jace ‘King’ Kash and his artic blue eyes. He has fists made of steel with a body honed for speed. He’s breathtaking to watch in the cage. The King easily brings men to their knees, and then graciously helps them up when he’s finished.Getting introduced to him was thrilling, falling in love with him, unexpected. Jace comes pounding through, waking my mind and body up; showing me what I was missing out on in my life. He makes me realize what I could have and that what doesn’t destroy me, will eventually make me stronger.JaceIllusions, life is full of them. My life wasn’t always like it is now, how it appears from the outside. I was drowning in drugs, gangs and in my brother’s bad decisions. So, I did what I do best, I fought my way out. I keep fighting, using every asset I have and attempting to get as far away from my past as possible.Chyna enters into my life right as I’m prepping for the biggest fight of my existence. I wasn’t looking for any new distractions, but she becomes my personal drug of choice, begging me to use her. Unfortunately, Chyna’s not the only person that show’s up out of the blue.When my past decides to go after my girl, it’s my turn to make it rain, to make it hurt. I refuse to let it destroy me this time, dragging her down in the process. I just hope she can make it through the last round beside me and not forfeit.Once that bell rings, watch out, because I will come for you, I will hunt you down and fight to the death. I’m the King, I won’t be defeated.

    with him on a personal errand, I never imagined I'd get caught up in a scheme to get his daughter to come on the road with us. After years of being shut out of his daughters' lives by his ex-wife, he's down to his last hope...and apparently, it's me.The devil in me leaped for joy when he gave me permission to get his daughter’s attention by any means necessary. Kyri Calloway is a beautiful redhead with curves that go on for days. Against my better judgment, I agreed to help him, only so I could get close to the girl of my dreams. After all, his methods were twisted, but his heart was in the right place...or so I thought.As for Kyri, our chemistry was white-hot the moment we laid eyes on each other. The only problem is, it's become much more than that, and she has no idea I started this with a hidden agenda...Kyri:When I was called upon to serve the Filthy Bangers on my first night working at the pub, I thought it was some kind of cruel joke. Jace Hawthorne has been my fantasy for as long as I can remember. His deep, bassy voice and god-like body keep drawing me back in, even though I know falling for a rock star is the worst thing I could possibly do. I know firsthand how greed and ambition can corrupt a man. I’ll be safe from heartbreak if I keep all the romance in my life fictional. Jace feels anything but safe, so why can’t I stop falling back into his rock hard, inked-up arms?NOTE: This is an 18+ erotic rock star romance. Each book in the Rock Her Series is a complete story, but it is recommended to read these books in order.

    I want to be one who does. And I want to be all tangled up in your strings."Newly arrived on campus, I knew two things. 1) No one could know my dad was the president of the university and 2) football players were bad news.My run in, the literal kind with my neighbor cranked up the heat and sparks flew.A new college campus. A secret bound to explode in my face. And a football player neighbor who is bad news in the best of ways.Reid Riddick was hotness personified, so of course I literally ran into with him--well, more like he plowed into me.I didn’t know he was a football player when I started falling and now I can’t stop. A stolen kiss later and my heart races whenever he looks at me from across the quad.But my secret would spell disaster for him.I’m the daughter of the college president. The college president who’s been feuding with his football coach for years. Their bitter campus war leaves us teetering on the edges of a divide we can’t see a way across.Resisting him is more than I can handle. He’s risking it all for me. His team standing. His football season. His pro future.Throw in a campus gossip site. My out of control new friends. His way too hot roommates. College traditions. A secret campus bar and the only guy who’s ever made me feel like he can’t live without me. And I have one last secret.Our star-crossed love is my first and I want him to be mine.

    They say nothing compares to your first kiss,But our first kiss was orchestrated for an audience.Our second kiss . . . that one was REAL.He cradled my face like he was terrified he'd f*ck it up.He stared into my eyes until the air buzzed.Soft and slow, full of sighs and little laughs,He inhaled me like I was the finest Belgian chocolate,And he'd never get another piece.A nip of his teeth, his hand at my waist . . .And I was lost.I forgot he was paying me to be his fake fiancée.I forgot we weren't REAL.Our kiss was pure magic, and before you laugh and say those kinds of kisses don't exist,Then you've never touched lips with Max Kent, the hottest quarterback in college history.Three months. Two hearts. One fake engagement.

    One chance to tell the boy of my dreams that I love him, one chance to finally get the guy. And I blew it. I watched him leave. I watched as he went off to college to start a whole new life without me in it. A life filled with drinking, parties, and hot college girls. I suddenly became the pathetic young best friend, pining from afar, while he lived his life. It took me a long time to get a second chance, and now that I have it, I wonder if I’ll finally have the guts to confess my love or if it will all go up in flames.