It's been ten years since he left the woman he loved behind to make a name for himself, and now he's bound and determined to claim her once and for all.But Charlotte Munroe has no desire to welcome home the Prodigal Son with a fatted calf. The bitterness of Dane's betrayal runs deep, and she has no plans of letting him back into her life.Especially since she's trying to protect the son Dane isn't aware exists from heartbreak, since she's sure he's only going to walk out of their lives again.

    Now, with her college degree in hand, she begins chasing down her biggest dream, to become the biggest female music manager LA has ever seen. She has the drive and determination to make it big. The only problem is she has no clients—or money—and no leverage to get started in the cut throat world of talent management. Remington Maddox was born with a fully loaded bank account. He has money, cars, connections, and an all access pass to the hottest women in LA. When Olivia crashes into Remy's high-class life, he knows he has to make a choice. Will he choose his billionaire lifestyle of endless wealth and hot hookups? Or will he throw it all away to pursue the small town girl who unknowingly captured his heart? Fate Interrupted is intended for a mature audience, 18+ only.

    Must be 18 years or older to read*Bound by a love stronger than us…Years have passed since I married him. Brett MacLean. My one. My only.We became comfortable. Our lives a form of habit. But something was missing.That connection. That undying want. That need for each other. It was gone.While he asked me to trust him, he was keeping a secret. I didn’t know how long it would last before I gave up. On us.

    She's tending bar at a run-down dive. Her immoral boss fondles every co-ed within reach. The clientele is made up of TV-glazed zombies, drunkards, and ... who is that in the corner?The Thunderbolt Hits.She hadn't thought it was real. But when she looks into Sean's eyes, the force of the connection staggers her. Her mind desperately seeks to pull her back - he's an ex-felon. Far too talented with those rippled muscles and toned fists. He's everything she should be staying away from.She craves him from the depths of her soul.His touch smolders her skin; his fingers expose her to worlds she never dreamt existed.But when his secret is ripped free from the dark shadows, their lives teeter on the brink of destruction.* * *Half of all proceeds of this novella benefit battered women's shelters.Dwell in Possibility is the first of four novellas in the Worcester Nights series. Due to the strong sexual content and adult situations, this romantic suspense story is recommended for readers aged 17+. The first three novellas have cliff-hanger endings, which lead to the final novella with a happily-ever-after.Ophelia adores Worcester, Massachusetts with all its gritty streets, rows of muted-colored three-deckers, and tough-as-nails can-do attitude. She's lived in this area since college, with only a few brief flings in other locations. No matter where else she travels, the powerful allure of Worcester pulls her home again. Worcester's a mere hour west of Boston, with many of the same traditions of Irish culture and fierce pride.Boston Strong.

    Then, she tells me that she and Kaleb are moving to L. A.. That's just the beginning of my world imploding. When Astra Traore played matchmaker for her best friend, Piety, she never imagined that it would lead her to starting a new life in Los Angeles. As she tries to find her footing and her place in a new city, she can't help wondering if love is going to be a part of that equation. Dash Lahti has always been focused, and his latest project has become an obsession. As he works toward finally reaching the completion of his clinic, he doesn't think anything can distract him...until he runs into a feisty woman straight out of a fairy tale. Dash and Astra couldn't be more different, but the sparks when they come together are undeniable. Will they be able to get past all of the obstacles in their way, and work through the baggage in Dash's past, or will it all become too much? Don't miss Part 1 of LA Misbehaved, Cassie Wild and M.S. Parker's steamy sequel to Married a Stripper.

    With so little time spent in one place, relationships are a no-go. Dean, a firefighter with a serious disdain for the holiday season, is sent to Mistletoe, a small town that lives and breathes Christmas. To keep his holiday exposure to a minimum, Dean avoids relationships from November through January. Will two people who are so adamant about being single be able to ignore the feelings that are heating up their Christmas season?

     Aiden Taylor is my best friend's brother. He's sexy, charming and drop dead gorgeous. He also doesn't know I exist as anything other than his little sister's best friend. However, I'm determined to change that. I'm Alice Waldron. Twenty-two, spunky, and adventurous. I'm willing to do whatever it takes for Aiden to notice me. And Liv, my best friend, is determined to help me as well. The only problem is that I have a small secret. A secret that could make my getting together with Aiden Taylor very complicated. A secret that could make more than one night with Aiden nothing more than a dream. NOTE: This novella is a free prequel to the full-length standalone novel Falling For My Best Friend's Brother, that will be released at the end of February. This novella will also be included in the full-length book when it is released, so you can read it first as a free download or you can read it as part of the novel on release day.

    Only now do I notice that I'm practically panting, my breaths coming in short shallow huffs, and my dick is throbbing in my slacks. I'm almost afraid to move a muscle, because I just fucking might come in my pants… What the fuck was that? Get your fucking shit together, Knight, you're acting like some horny teenager and not the CEO of a multi-billion dollar company. I close my eyes and pinch the bridge of my nose, my left hand sliding under the table and rubbing the hard throbbing bulge in my pants, adjusting it.”Eva Roberts POV“Stop listening to your needy body, Eva! My mind is always here to wake me up.I deliberately minimize the Gmail screen and focus on um…my work emails. Is my breathing shallow? Argh! I place my hands on the edge of the desk and push off. The chair I’m sitting on slides backwards on its wheels and I swivel around, stopping right next to the window, looking outside. I need sex. I really do. I’ve had a very dry year and this is the closest I’ve gotten to fucking. Ok, getting wet. But good wet. Scary wet. Should I email him back? Am I that gutsy? No. I know I’m not.”Having sent a controversial email by error to someone else, James Knight receives a reply from that email address in the same erotic language. What follows is sexting like you’ve never read before and as you read on, all you want to know is, will their virtual relationship become a real one?

    She fears for her life and turns the only person who can help her, who has always helped her, family friend and billionare Remy Merrick.Brash and powerful, Remy had always been the ojbect of her desire. But the disparity in their statuses and Sydney's own insecurities had always kept them apart. Kept her from allowing herself to be taken. But now, with nowhere and no one else to turn to, Sydney gives in to her desire.Length: 8300 wordsAdult Reading Material (18+) This book is for mature audiences only and contains sexually explicit content.Read an excerpt:The enormous house was a bit chilly, Sydney wrapped the thin robe around her body. Her hips and bust had filled out in the five years since she’d last worn it, the front barely covered her decently. She hoped Remy still kept the soft, green afghan on the sofa in his study.She heard the front door opening when she was still a good distance from the top of the stairs. She knew instantly it was him. An almost painful awareness washed over her. She froze, listening to the decisive click of his shoes on the tile entry. She moved forward to where the wall dropped away and she could see down from the impressive height of the second floor. Remy was shrugging out of his overcoat and tossing it onto a chair. Underneath he wore an immaculately fitted tuxedo.Damn. He had been someplace important. She would bet the contents of her checking account Dot was somewhere fuming right now. A small part of her enjoyed the image of the tall blonde stamping her Manolo Blahnik’s in rage.“Syd!” he called. He tilted his dark gaze up, scanning the second level. They caught her small form just visible in the corner. He visibly relaxed, as if a load of tension had lifted from his shoulders. Without breaking eye contact, he started up the stairs. “You aren’t answering your phone!” he accused as he climbed.Oh, God, he’s gotten even better looking, Sydney despaired. For all his polished attire, his face could only be described as ruggedly handsome. His square chin looked carved from granite. Even from her perch she could see his jaw muscles clenching the way they did when he was frustrated. He frustrated more often than not. Many would call his eyes grim – they were gray and piercing. His slashing black brows were set low over them, perpetually frowning over a overlarge nose with a bump in the bridge. His face was one of extreme character. Though he was only thirty-one, it held lifetimes of experience engraved in the lines bracketing his mouth and ridging his forehead.Remy, you should smile more, Sydney thought for the hundredth time. This was why she could hardly bear to be around him. She hated what he was doing to himself. She hated how he drove himself to be this paragon of achievement, because what did any of it mean if he wasn’t even happy?As always, his bearing was erect and elegant, almost at odds with his broad shoulders and thick chest. He was built like a boxer, tall and roped in muscle. His physical prowess was intimidating to many, but to Sydney it just said security.He reached the top of the stairs and started toward her. Suddenly, the invisible bonds holding her in place snapped and she found herself rushing down the hall toward him. Running, really. He picked up his pace, too, his face taking on an expression she’d never seen on him before, was it…urgency? Had he been that worried? Did he want to touch her to know she was really alright? She wanted to touch him for the same reason.She threw herself at him, trusting he would save her from hurling down the staircase at his back. Her arms reached around his neck at the same moment his big hands settled around her waist. He lifted her and the room rotated as her momentum carried them in a circle.

    But within minutes her dreams are dashed and her life is thrown into confusion and fear. Her sister is missing. A suspicious man seems to be following her.Her only hope is a scrap of paper...When she finds her sister's apartment ransacked and the police are reluctant to help, Amanda latches on to a single clue - a mysterious phone number.The number leads her to a private club like nothing she's ever seen before. The only thing more shocking than the wealth displayed there is the club's true purpose....And a man she barely knows.As she embarks on a dangerous journey, her only ally is sexy young billionaire Trey Heller. He's her guide and her greatest temptation as Amanda enters a world of sex and danger to save her sister. Their attraction is undeniable, but his true intentions are unknown.

    But most of all, it was away from him.The last thing she needed was another relationship, especially since her devastating break up with her master, Benton Frazier. Burned one too many times, this submissive was ready to put her past behind her. She just never figured on Carlton.Liz could have easily taken a local job offer in Charleston. However, since her brother waited for her to graduate, it was now his time to pursue his fashion career in New York City. Now that her parents were gone, Palmer was all she had. Everything seemed to be falling into place until she met him. Now, all she can think about is Carlton.Carlton was dreamy. Handsome, rugged, and well dressed. Deep brown eyes the color of chocolate, and the silken voice with a hint of an English accent that simply drove her crazy. But she soon finds out that Carlton is much more than he appeared to be.Although not her first choice, New York did offer her a way to pad her resume while her brother completed his education. Besides, getting away from her relationship with Benton Frazier was just what the doctor ordered.

    It gets her out of the club and into a more secure working environment. Not to mention, closer to Brad Grayson. Of all of his dozens of attractive female employees, he picked her. So at the end of a long week, she’s less than surprised to feel so much sexual tension in the air. What surprises her is the sting of rejection when he doesn’t act on it. Victoria spends days worrying about their professional relationship—is he interested in her beyond being his secretary? Why didn’t he cross the employer-employee line when they both so clearly wanted to? Was it something she did? The sexual tension only grows between them, threatening to tear her apart, despite her feeble attempts to tone it down. So when Victoria reads between the lines after a high powered client leaves Brad’s office looking disheveled, her heart breaks. She knows she’s been lusting after sinful desires, but they can’t be ignored. Brad is a temptation she can’t get out of her system. Until an intimidating phone call threatens to ruin it all. == > Club Nova Vol. 1 is approx. 180 pages and is volume 1 in the Brad Grayson series. This story is planned to unfold over four volumes. **Due to adult situations this book is for 18 and older only.**

    I brush my hair, fix my makeup and flip on the glaring red light in my booth before turning to face my audience on the other side of the glass.”For Star, this is another night on the job, though no two are ever alike. Adaptable and perceptive, she becomes many things in the course of one evening—whore, lover, nurse, psychologist and friend. But above all, she’s still a woman. Join her, through her window.

    Nor had she ever confessed to a partner her interest in spanking. When her co-worker Josh notices the odd look on her face after someone casually uses the word “spank,” he has an idea of just what might turn her on. On a business trip to Vancouver, the two find it easy to carve out a little time to sneak away and experiment in Josh's hotel room. Has Molly finally found the partner who can make all her fantasies come true?

    Her obsession with becoming a mother before her biological clock ticks down allows ovulation kits to completely dictate marital relations with Jason, her loving husband for over a decade.Desperate to reignite the fire between them, Jason goes to the one person he thinks can help save his marriage -- his long time friend, Matt. Unknown to Rose and Jason, Matt has an exotic motive that will either tear the couple apart through his manipulations or reunite them with a shared determination to expose their buried desires.The first book of the Three Hearts Menage Trilogy by new author Adele Allaire weaves a sensual polyamorous tale from the intertwined secret fetishes of all three adults, and unravels them to collide in one extremely detailed and unforgettable night of passion.WARNING: This 20,000 word novella includes an extremely graphic description of MFM menage and other mature themes appropriate for adults 21 years old and older.