Real life felt like a dream, a world so perfect that her heart swelled with happiness. But, in the night, her dreams became nightmares, reminding her there was plenty she still didn’t know. The SEAL Brotherhood motto, where the only easy day was yesterday, rang all too true for Navy Seal Isaac Lewis. The girl of his dreams was at his fingertips, but was just out of reach. He was faced with decisions, ones he knew were right, and ones he knew were wrong. Somewhere, somehow, the line began to blur, and he was certain he’d overstepped that line, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to go back. Two worlds collide by accident, by chance, or by fate? SEAL's Second Chance is an 70,000 word standalone second chance Navy SEAL romance with a HEA and no cheating.

    But a diamond collar just might. I only have two passions in life - my jewelry making business, and women. And I like to indulge in both, any chance I get. And then I stumble upon her - Ella Monroe. Sassy but shy. Innocent but sexy. So sweet I know no other man has tasted her. She's my housekeeper's stepdaughter. Off-limits. So why do I want to bend her over my desk and show her what her virgin body has been missing? I'm going to own her. I'm going to put a diamond collar around her throat and make her all mine. My princess Ella. I'll give her a happily ever after. Whether she wants it or not. Possessive and arrogant, sexy as hell alpha wrapped in a designer suit? You got it. Innocent virgin heroine? Always. Add instalove that will make your panties melt, a magical fairytale, and a Christmas ball with a lost diamond collar, and you have your perfect winter read. Quick, smutty and delicious - HEA guaranteed, NO cliffhanger, NO cheating and a standalone story. It's all you wished for this Christmas.

    I use them. I pay them off. I find another. My demands are never denied. My contracts are always signed. They submit to me. Willingly. Completely. Temporarily. This is how it's always been.Until I saw that filthy tweet.@VaughnAsher My bare pussy. Your tongue. #ThingsIThinkAboutToGetOff"FilthyBlueBird" thinks she can tease me with hashtags and then hide behind a Twitter handle? She thinks I wouldn't be more than happy to #RockHerFilthyWorld? She's wrong.Her online fantasy is about to collide with her public reality, and it's about to happen... now.THIS IS A SERIAL NOVELLATHAT MEANS ALL ENDINGS ARE CLIFFHANGERSTHIS NOVELLA IS ABOUT 150 PAGES LONGTHIS IS PART ONE OF SIXBOOKS ARE RELEASED EVERY TWO WEEKS

    “Sweetheart, I know exactly how to handle you.”Those eight little words whispered in my ear by my boss were my undoing.And what we did after he said them, most definitely landed me on Santa’s naughty list.If there’s one man who can suck all the joy out of Christmas—it’s my boss, Damon Wells.I should have known when fifteen minutes into our first interview, he told me that nothing about me stood out from the fifty other applicants.Yet somehow, I’m sitting shotgun in his fancy sports car on the way to my family’s house for the week.You’d think he’d show a little mercy this holiday season after my day from hell.Car towed? Check.Spilled coffee on my white blouse? Check.Soaked in Chicago slush by a cab? Triple Check.Instead, he threatens to fire me.So now I’m stuck spending the holidays with my boss by my side…Until two minutes into meeting my family, Damon introduces himself as my boyfriend and my minor panic turns into a full fledged five-alarm holiday meltdown.He wasn’t supposed to pretend to be anything.He absolutely wasn’t supposed to stick his tongue down my throat when he promoted himself to fiancé in front of my entire family.And I sure as hell wasn’t supposed to enjoy it.Suddenly, our fake little fairytale is starting to feel too real when Damon slides my grandmother’s diamond ring on my finger.The same ring I thought my ex was going to give me last year when he dumped me.The same ex who shows up to my family’s holiday party.All I want for Christmas this year?To forget just how good my boss is in the bedroom before my heart starts to get other ideas.

    Returning is hard, but keeping the devastating secret about her late husband is even harder. Her place isn't in Big Sky Country any longer...but the more time she spends with the irresistible Sheriff who saved her once before, and his adorable little daughter, the more Julia starts wishing she could let go of the past and start a new life. Single dad and county Sheriff Chase Donovan had been secretly in love with his best friend's wife for years. But after her traumatic loss he knew Julia needed to get away from Shadow Creek, even though helping her leave was the last thing he wanted to do. Now she's home and he doesn't intend to lose her a second time. Chase is going to prove to Julia just how good they can be together this Christmas...and forever.

    But there she is, lost and alone. And f*cking gorgeous. I take her home with me — my cabin will warm her up … and so will I. Meeting her was serendipity… and letting her go isn’t an option. But her life isn’t built around Mistletoe Mountain the way mine is.This mountain man is hoping for a Christmas miracle. Darling Reader,This story is like a candy cane. You’ll wanna keep licking this mountain man. The cover may be sweet, but Everett and Evie are sugar & spice and naughty & nice! ;) May your days be merry and bright. xo, frankie

    I will show her who the king of this city really is. The Feisty Princess of Manhattan will learn I am not a man that can be tempted.No matter how fucking bad I want her in my bed.Book one in a three part erotic romance series. Super naughty new series From NY Times and USA Today bestselling author Michelle A. Valentine (Rock the Heart, Phenomenal X, Demon at My Door). Join Michelle's Facebook Reader Group: Valentine Vixens

     Maddison: Stone's bad news. Everything I know about him tells me he's a bad decision. He drinks too much, parties too hard, and in the years he's been our neighbor I've never heard him mention the same woman twice. He's not happily ever after material by a long shot, but I can't help but think that Stone Caldwell knows how to bend a girl over a desk. Stone: Maddie's watching me with that careful stare that she's been fixing me with for the last couple of hours. If I didn't know better I'd call it a good, old-fashioned eye-f*ck but I'm pretty sure that's just wishful thinking on my part. I'm no where near drunk. I might have had a little buzz going on there for a minute, which is probably why I started telling her all that stuff about missed connections and how I feel like...well it doesn't matter how I feel now. I should take her home. I should not take her out to the ranch, and I sure as hell should not do any of the filthy things that keep popping into my brain. *** ROUGH features a complete story with no cheating (I promise) and a guaranteed happy ending for one reformed bad boy turned cattle rancher and the free spirited woman that he almost let get away.

     But, she’s back. Seeing Cross wasn’t on Kallie’s to-do list. She didn’t think she could avoid him forever but trying never hurt anyone. One minute she’s standing by herself and the next she’s accosted by a rich, velvety scent that could only belong to one man: Cross. At face value, he’s divine. All rugged and confident with a smile that melts her right where she’s standing. It doesn’t take long to find him to be charming, witty, and the owner of a few legitimate businesses. Not at all like the mischievous boy she left. He laughs and her heart flutters. With a touch of his hand, she’s dizzy. She’s fairly certain she’s going to die when he pulls her into an embrace and touches his lips to her forehead. It feels right. It feels so right. But is it? Can it be? *Releases on May 25, 2018

    I was naked. And we had no chance in hell at ever being platonic. I’ll be the first to admit that I live at extremes. After going ten years locked in what felt like a dysfunctional marriage, I’m now decidedly boy-free. In nearly three years I’ve had no boyfriends, no flings, no dates and no sex. For the sake of my dream career, the sacrifice has been easy. At least it was. Until he came along. Lukas Hendricks. He’s rude, gorgeous, arrogant – a stone-carved wall of muscle and distraction. He’s everything I know to avoid but there’s no avoiding your next-door neighbor. Oh yeah. The man now lives three steps from me and to make matters worse, he crashed into my life while I was relaxed in the tub – mortifying to say the least and it went something like this: I was exposed. He looked. He laughed. And then I locked myself out. In short, Lukas Hendricks was trouble from the start. And me? I was – for the first time in years – about to be screwed.

    Right, you’ll devour an online dating meets secret identity romance, a friends-to-lovers plus best friend’s brother scorcher, a story of a pair of jaded lovers bitten by the insta-love bug, and an office romance with an age difference. Lucky Suit...I'm breaking up with set-ups. No more “can I introduce you to my son, nephew, grandson, the butcher, the guy down the street who mows my lawn.” Machines know what’s best, and I’ll rely on the great dating algorithms of the web to find the ideal man, thank you very much.Soon enough, it looks like I’ve found him -- his nickname is Lucky Suit, and he’s hilarious, quick-witted and full of heart. But when I finally get together with him in person, I have the distinct feeling I’ve met him before.Turns out there's more to our meeting than I had thought, and when we discover what truly brought us together, all bets are off.Once Upon A Red-Hot Kiss...A man needs to stay far away from falling into bed with his best friend.Even if she’s sexy as sin, sweet as candy, and damn near irresistible every single day.But not only are Macy and I best friends, we’re also complete opposites. She’s perky, upbeat, outgoing and I’m . . . how shall we say . . . a little bit broody.Then, she reveals something to me that just might lead me to revise all my rules on friends in bed...Too Good To Be True…To say I’m wary of love would be an epic understatement. Keep that four-letter word far away from me. But then a matchmaker friend insists she can pair me with the perfect man for me.Even when sparks fly and chemistry crackles from the first date, I refuse to believe this kind of insta-connection can be the real thing.Even though for the first time it feels like it could be.Or is it just too good to be true? Strong Suit (a short story)…From the day I meet Ginny in the conference room, I’m smitten with the co-worker who’s ten years my senior. And I’m going to pull out all the stops to win her over.

    Can you ever get enough Billionaire Bad Boys? Blissful in Bora Bora… Kline and Georgia Brooks are fresh off their wedding and ready to indulge in the honeymoon of a lifetime. Luxurious and private, their overwater bungalow in the South Pacific is the perfect backdrop for fun, sun, and enough sexiness to necessitate a dip in the clear water to cool down. But marriage means more, and Kline and Georgia may have to find a different way to handle the heat. Nowhere near normal in New York… Thatcher Kelly loves wild women, and Cassie Phillips is about as wild as they come. Put them together and they are a match made in chaos.  Bound by cat-sitting responsibilities, Cass and Thatch have to find a way to right their mistakes—and wade through the dense cloud of sexual tension that seems to suffocate the room whenever they’re together.  Will they be able to resist? And more importantly, will Walter be okay?

    Point is, she cost me my two best friends ten years ago. It’s payback time, and I’m going to make her life hell.When I’m not banging her silly and myself stupid.I need to get my head back in business, because getting off is great, but "He was a man who had sex, and lots of it, and in the worst locations, with the woman of his nightmares" isn’t the inscription I want on my tombstone.Even if it’s true.AmbrosiaThere are three things I hate:Bratwurst in any form, my neighbors boinking loudly like farm animals at 3 AM, and Chase Jett.Mostly I hate Chase Jett. It’s been ten years since he took my virginity—I’d make a bratwurst joke, but the unfortunate truth is that it would have to be a bratbest joke, and yes, it kills me to admit it—and now he’s not only a billionaire, he’s also my new boss.Turns out our hate is mutual. And this kind of hate is horrifically twisted, filthy, and banging hot.I just might have to hate him forever.MISTER McHOTTIE is 45,000 gloriously hilarious, hot, sexy words that your mother warned you about, complete with an organic happy-ever-after (or seven), a Bratwurst Wagon, ill-advised office pranks, and no cheating or cliffhangers.

    After the final rude message she wrote in my yearbook, I decided that we didn't need to see each other anymore. (But if we ever did, I would show her exactly why I had every reason to be "cocky," and make her admit that I really *was* "that damn sexy.")Now that it's ten years later, I've graduated from law school at the top of my class, and I'm being recruited to work at the number one law firm in New York City.Since I'm in desperate need of a change and want to meet new people, I don't hesitate to accept the offer.Until I find out that Courtney Ryan graduated from law school, too.Until I realize that she'll be working at the same exact firm, in the office right across from me.And if this timing isn't unfortunate enough, she's far more tempting and sexier than I originally remembered.(Oh, and last night I found out that she lives right next door...)We don't have to be close.We don't have to be best friends.But she's going to pay me back for making us enemies all over again...

     Outgoing? Check.Single? Check.Open to finding love? Check. I signed up immediately. A hopeless romantic with an exceedingly demanding schedule, I've found it impossible to find the man of my dreams—so Going in Blind seems too good to be true! That’s until they start setting me up on dates—three very different, very attractive, very distinct blind dates—and only one thing is for certain . . . I’m in big trouble. Good Morning Malibu,I'm Noely Clark, and I have a choice to make.The question is who will I choose; the suit, the rebel, or the jock.