I mean he was hot, popular, mysterious, the ultimate bad boy. I swear the guy could wet panties by just cocking his brow. Not that his cock or his brow were anywhere near me, Shane didn’t know I existed. But there I was, busy with my daily Shane stalking in the halls when the unthinkable happened--my dad eloped with Shane’s mom. And to make matters even worse, Shane took it out on me. My life couldn’t get worse, right? Wrong! I fell in love with him. I mean there he was, my dream guy, in the room right next to mine. I couldn’t help myself. But who falls in love with their stepbrother? Don’t answer that. Just trust me, everything was perfect. Well, it was perfect until he left. But life likes to screw with me and just when I thought I was over him, I heard the words that made my heart start beating all over again--“Shane is coming”. Stepbrother Bad Boy is a standalone novel. It contains adult content and a stepbrother who likes to talk dirty.

    The kind of gorgeous where you didn’t even attempt to hide the fact that you were staring. I knew the type: His entire life he has coasted on his good looks, artificial charm, and sex appeal. Everyone wanted to be him or be ON him. I had been hurt by jerks like him before. He was like those guys but far worse.I was the unfortunate sucker to be offered a gig I desperately needed as his live-in chef for a Summer in the Hamptons. But I wasn’t like the other girls--the models and socialites who came through the revolving door of his bedroom. I would bite the bullet, take the job, deal with his sexist comments, his expectation that I would fawn over him, and have no problem letting the door hit my ass on the way out when I was done with the gig.Then something unexpected happened that changed everything and I realized that there maybe more to him than the labels I had affixed to his character. Maybe. But if he really wanted me, it wasn’t going to be easy, not like everything else in his life. He was going to have to work, I was going to make him miserable. He was going to hate wanting me just as much as I hated myself for wanting him back.Heath Hillabrand: International Supermodel. Womanizer. Gorgeous, Rotten, Scoundrel.Note: While Nina G. Jones is known for her darker suspense series (Strapped), this is NOT dark. Not even a little. This is a HOT romance novel. There are no crazy plot twists, no one is secretly related to anyone, there are no secret identities, just a fun read with sass and snark!

    Now he's the paparazzi's 'Prince' living the playboy life of the rich and famous. When our parents got together I was awkward, gangly but he was my hero. He always stood up for me. Until not long after graduation he left and never looked back. Just like my mom. Now his mother's dead and he's back in town. Part of her last will is that we reconcile but he's dead set against her wish that we spend the month together at her villa in France. Even for his inheritance he doesn't want to spend time with me. Why does he hate me? Why can't I get the image of his grey eyes and solid body out of my head? What happened that night he left town? Stepbrother's Inheritance is a stand alone novella. It contains adult themes and sweet, sexual content.

    For years, he’s always been there, at my side. We’ve played together, laughed together and even cried together. But then our relationship turned really weird. 

 Anytime he was near, I found myself filled with sinful thoughts, and when he touched me, it felt like I would burst into flames. Soon, just being in his presence became too much to bear. I started avoiding him at all costs, and when I did encounter Stefan, I would act like a cold-hearted bitch to him so he would never suspect my true feelings. 

 But sometimes, the things you hide have a way of coming to light...when you least expect them.

    That’s the rule.That’ll keep us all out of troubleand ensure our trust funds are secure.But some women are worth the risk.I try to protect her from him.I should protect her from me instead.Mo:Manwhore—and he’s not afraid to let everyone know it.We aren't friends, not by any stretch,though I’ve always secretly hoped for more.Then he touches me and I’m lost.But Danny isn't just an average asshole.He’s bad to the core.So. Bad.

    Manwhore. Celebrity. My ex-stepbrother, and the man who broke my teenage heart.His latest lie? Tricking me into marrying him.He’s dark, dangerous, and obsessed with me. Damien Blackwood is the playboy billionaire who gets everything he wants. Except for me. I’m the only woman who has ever refused him … and that means I’m irresistible. Damien will stop at nothing to have me.And I’ll never give in.But then his father dies and leaves one rule in his will: Damien has to get married, or he loses his entire fortune. Secretly, Damien makes me a deal. Marry him, pretend to be in love in front of every tabloid and newspaper in the world, and he’ll give me the money I need to finally escape him. I hate him. But I need the money.I’m marrying my psychopath ex-stepbrother, the one who took my virginity and broke my heart. And it’s making me the most famous woman in the country.Someone kill me now.***THIS IS A STANDALONE, FULL LENGTH NOVEL WITH AN HEA***WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT, INCLUDING PROFANITY AND GRAPHIC SEX. IT IS NOT INTENDED FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 18.

    I’m stuck on a birthday party trip to Paris with my little sister and her four BFFs. That’s not my problem. My problem is in the form of my cocky, arrogant, rock star stepbrother, Jagger. He betrayed my trust years ago and I haven’t been able to forgive him ever since. We’re two different people. I’m in college and the good girl in every sense of the word. Perfect GPA, perfect group of friends, and worlds apart from my Internet famous stepbrother who’s famously known for breaking hearts and leaving throngs of screaming fans in his wake. So how can I tell my body to stop going crazy every time we’re together? And when you’re sharing a room with the hottest man you know in the most romantic city in the world, how can you possibly say no? When our love threatens to ignite, will we burn up or survive the scandal that’s about to rock both our worlds?

    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.

    The effortlessly popular, lacrosse superstar, beautiful, blue-eyed nightmare Emerson Sawyer. Funny thing is, he didn’t even know I existed until our senior year, when his mom started hooking up with my dad. Now he torments me in the hallways, calling me “Sis” whenever he gets the chance, relishing in the fact that I can’t hide my blushing whenever he’s around. Even though I can’t stand him, my body betrays me—and he loves it. Emerson and his mom just moved in with us, and as if crushing on him wasn’t weird enough, now our bedrooms share a wall. The sexual tension keeps building between us, but I know nothing can ever happen…especially now that our parents are engaged. I try to tell myself that I hate him, that he’s wrong for me, that we’ll never be together… So why did I agree to play Seven Minutes in Heaven at his girlfriend’s high school party? And why does Emerson suddenly have my panties in his hands?Stepbrother Billionaire is a standalone novel. It contains adult themes, harsh language, and graphic sexual content.

    Cocky smile. Sculpted hipbones that scream filthy sex. Liam Cage is walking torture for any girl in New York, but especially me. He’s my stepbrother and on top of that, I’m living under his roof. I’m following his rules. I’m nothing but his good little girl and so I can’t want him. I can’t tempt him.I can’t bait him into touching my half-naked body while I lay "asleep" on his couch.… About that.It was every kind of wrong but I couldn’t help myself. I stripped down for my stepbrother. Tortured him. Forced him take out years of pent-up lust on my body in one sticky, sweaty shot. Long story short, I made the hottest mistake of my life, and I know there’ll be consequences, especially with a past like mine. But now that I’ve opened up Pandora’s box, there’s no going back. Basically, I’m screwed.But when it’s with a man as painfully sexy as Liam, screwed has kind of never felt so good.**Wrong is a raunchy, angsty standalone novel with a HEA.**

    My week will end next Monday with my wedding to Marcus Jackson, a dreamboat of epic proportion. The problem? I’ve been having anxiety attacks every time I think about walking down the aisle.My shrink believes that facing my deepest fears before my wedding will alleviate the anxiety I feel. I’m pretty sure singing Girls Just Want to Have fun in an 80s karaoke bar, jumping out of a plane, and being stranded in a tiny elevator with the jackass who broke my effing heart wasn’t what she had in mind, however.Mason is now the undefeated MMA League Middleweight Champion about to have the fight of a lifetime. He is a man used to giving orders and being obeyed. So, of course, tempers flare when the two of us collide, and I flip him the bird when he tells me he wants me back.MasonMarcus Jackson is a moron. He let the most spectacular woman on earth go on a week-long trip without him, and Sass is now in Vegas. With. Me.I am going to reclaim what is mine. I know we have a ton of things to overcome, not the least of which her reluctance to spend time with me, but I don’t care. I gave her up once, I won’t do it again. People who think I’m an arrogant prick are right, I go after what I want, and I want her.With the impending release of the Monster who has haunted their entire existence, Mace and Sass will need to navigate murky water, paved with treachery and deceit. Will they end up with their HEA? Or is it true when they say sometimes love just isn’t enough?Welcome to a place where billionaires reign supreme and things are never as they seem.This book is the epic conclusion to the Forever Duet. It can be read as a standalone, but it is preferable to read the first part if you wish to understand some references! It also contains situations and language that some readers might find offensive and/or triggering.

    At the mercy of the fierce warriors, Roxy feared for her life...until a white stranger claimed her as his wife. His well-fitting buckskins outlined every detail of his tall, muscular body, and the smoldering look in his dark eyes left no doubt of his desire. To secure her freedom, the Indians declared Roxy must share this man's bed along with all the intimacies of a married couple. Could she possibly trust the rough-riding frontiersman to introduce her to the pleasures of being a woman? Torn between duty and desire, society and survival, Roxy was sure of only one thing: he must win her heart before she would fully surrender to being...CALEB'S BRIDE.

     It also shouldn't hurt so much. How could the one person I can't have be the only person I truly need? Florian Harper Riley has my heart and he doesn't even know it. I used to think that was okay, that I'd get over him, but no matter how hard I try, I can't purge his sharp green gaze from my thoughts. He's a tattoo artist, the love of my life, the man of my dreams. But he's also my stepbrother. Fate can be wicked cruel. *This is a 98,000 word, full length stand-alone novel from debut author Violet Blaze (and it's hot!)* A Bad Boy Stepbrother Romance.

     He's also intoxicating as hell. Jaret Black is the very definition of bad boy. I can't stand him, but I can't deny that he's panty-melting sexy. And the day after he took my virginity, I found out our parents were getting married. Great. Four years later, we'd lost touch. After all, I had mentioned that I couldn't stand him, right? Until one day, out of nowhere, Jaret ends up back in my life. And in my bed. Oops. But this time, there are consequences to my crazy romp in the sack. And I'm not sure if I can survive them. If we can survive them.

    I could have any woman I want, but I choose you. NO RELATIONSHIP, JUST SEX. Here’s my offer… I’ll put your name in my LITTLE BLACK BOOK, and when I want you, I’ll call you. When I call, you’re going to come, in more ways than one. It will be mutually pleasurable for both of us. There are only two rules: DON'T EVER DENY ME. DON'T FALL IN LOVE. If you do either, I’ll remove you from my book and payment stops. Do we have an understanding?