She has her best friend and her boyfriend of five years by her side. As the countdown to graduation begins, her world comes crashing down when her boyfriend confesses that he has cheated on her. Her past has shown that love is volatile, but she had hoped that this time would be different. Siobhan becomes a cynic - doubting the existence of love. She vows to never give her heart to another.In walks Professor Michaels. He is a sexy billionaire playboy who limits his encounters to one night, maybe two. His jaded past and multitude of secrets shapes his aversion to love and relationships. He makes no promises of forever. Offers no apologies for his preference for variety. When he first meets Siobhan, the attraction is mutually instantaneous. He knows she is supposed to be off limits, but he has never denied himself of something he wanted. Siobhan and Professor Michaels share the same sardonic outlook on love. What happens when these two paths cross? If they give into this forbidden attraction, can they both come out on the other side unscathed?

    She's a (struggling) sports journalist looking for her big break. Charlie Denton has been handed the most impossible assignment from her stick-in-the-mud boss: get an exclusive interview with the NHL's golden boy, Duke Harrison. The catch? She's got eight days or she’ll be demoted. Fired. Kicked to the curb - No way is she letting her future rest on the broad shoulders of a goalie who is at least three seasons past his prime. She has eight days to convince Duke that the loyal fans of The Cambridge Tribune (annual circulation: 1,000) are dying to know about his life, on and off the ice. Eight days to stand toe to toe with a man who is pure sex on a stick. Eight days to remember that every mind-blowing kiss is nothing but a power play. What could go wrong?

    My biggest regret. I thought she’d always be waiting for me. I was wrong.Now I’m back in Oceanside searching for peace, hoping to escape what my life has become. She isn’t supposed to be here…Dark hair blowing in the ocean breeze, Luscious curves barely hidden by thin cotton.I didn’t come back for her.But when we touch, I know I’ll do whatever it takes to make her mine.

     The next fourteen years passed in a blur of unconventional parenting and more wine than I’m sure most good mothers consume. And things like my sex life became non-existent. So, when my nephew’s best friend, Weston, starts making his feelings for me abundantly clear, I find myself stuck between a rock and a hard place. There are so many reason I shouldn’t do this. A relationship with Weston has the potential to be disastrous. He’s in his twenties. I’m in my thirties. We can’t be together, it would be all kinds of wrong. Wouldn’t it? *This is a standalone contemporary romance.

    At least, that’s how it appears to her classmates. But she has one illicit secret – she’s fallen hard for her professor. And she’s pretty sure he’s fallen for her too.Everyone loves Professor Hunter. He’s tall, dark, and handsome. And completely unobtainable. But it’s the secrets hiding behind his deep brown eyes that allures Penny. Secrets darker than she could ever imagine.James Hunter gave up his billionaire lifestyle in NYC last year to become a professor. The easiest new rule to follow: don’t fraternize with the students. It’s easy to follow because he’s become quite the recluse in his new town – the only way he knows how to keep his secrets buried.But he never expected to be teaching such a beautiful student. He has to resist her. He needs to walk away. Penny deserves better than a man with his demons. But she’s daring him to cross the line. And he’s never been one to resist temptation.

    Bright, red lipstick. Nothing but lipstick. Even though it’s against our faith to wear a color that screams of sexual promiscuity and deviant behavior, I’m not allowed to protest. But, I want to. So badly. You see, there’s more to me than the braid that spills down my back. More to me than the layers of heavy fabric that maintain my modesty. And so much more than the oppressive wedding band that adorns my finger--the same band that each of my sister wives wear. So much more. To protest would be sinful. I must keep sweet, that is my duty. So I’ll wear the lipstick. I’ll do as I’m told. And I’ll do my best to silence the resistance within me, to push him from my mind. If only my heart would do the same.

    That sinful men will reap what they sow. We are told to scourge our souls with prayer and pain to become clean once again.Well, here I am. Wicked and sinful. Desperate to become clean…even though it feels so good to be dirty.But even I never expected what came next. Even I never expected my punishment to come so soon.***Midnight Mass is a novella and a sequel to Priest. It’s intended for mature audiences only.***

     Mortified by what they’ve done in their inebriated states, Amy and Owen plot to keep what’s happened between them from her father, Alan. Unfortunately, keeping away from one another seems almost impossible now. While he tries to fight it, Owen’s attraction to this much younger woman is undeniable. He knows it’s wrong, having watched her grow up, but when Amelia suggests a shocking solution to their growing attraction, he finds himself unable to refuse. What neither of them expects is for their feelings for one another to grow. How will Amy and Owen deal with the obstacles that coincide with such a large age gap as well as coming clean to the one man who means the most to both of them—Alan? Is age really just a number, or will their differences eventually tear them apart? Full length New Adult Contemporary Romance. Contains coarse language, mature subject matter, and explicit sex scenes. Recommended Reading Age 18+

    The new edition can be found here.He was that boy in the playground. The one that pulled your pigtails. The one that lifted your dress in front of the entire school. Now he's that guy in the office. The one that steals your lunch from the fridge. The one that gets away with everything. I'm sure you know him. Everyone knows that guy. He's a #JERK. Presley Malone knew her relationship with her fiancé, Jason, had run its course. The second that ring came off her finger, she didn't expect to be the pawn in an immature game played by the office jerk. His name is Haden Cooper, and he is six years younger than her. Immature and irresponsible, getting drunk and stoned every weekend like he never left college. He rode a motorcycle, carrying a different girl each week. He was everything a jerk should be—insensitive, unreliable, and most importantly, a heartbreaker. Haden enjoyed playing games, and when it came to Presley Malone, it was all too easy. Miss Know-it-all with her over-the-top OCD was soon going to get a taste of what it was like to live on the edge. But what starts off as an innocent prank soon becomes an unhealthy obsession. He is wrong for her and she is wrong for him. It's a battle of the sexes ready to go to war. But in this battle there are no winners, and it takes only one fateful night and six tequilas for their lives to take an unexpected turn that changes them both forever.

    Young, gorgeous, successful, smart. Did I mention young? If I did, it bears repeating. Ford Donovan was too young for me.Let's back up to how it all started. My best friend decided I needed to start dating again. So, without my knowledge, she set up a profile for me on a popular dating site--one that invited men ages twenty-one to twenty-seven to apply for a date. Those nicknamed Cunnilingus King were told they'd go straight to the top for consideration. The profile wasn't supposed to go live. Another point that bears repeating--it wasn't supposed to.Nevertheless, that's how I met Ford, and we started messaging. He made me laugh; yet I was adamant that because of his age, we could only be friends. But after weeks of wearing me down, I finally agreed to one date only--my first after twenty years of being with my high school sweetheart. I knew it couldn't last, but I was curious about him.Though, you know what they say...curiosity kills the cat.My legs wobbled walking into the restaurant.Ford was seated at the bar. When he turned around, he took my breath away.His sexy smile nearly melted my panties.But...he looked so familiar.As I got closer I realized why.He was the son of the neighbor at our family's summer home.The boy next door.Only now...he was all man.I hadn't seen him in years.I left the restaurant and planned to put the entire crazy thing behind me.Which I did. Until summer came.And guess who decided to use his family's summer home this year?

    Discretion guaranteed. Her next gig is a destination wedding—livestreamed and sponsored—for an Instagram influencer. That means a paradise of new contacts, which could be a boon to her already booming business. If Rachel can keep the very handsome and slightly too interested best man at bay, that is.High-tech entrepreneur Camden Lewis must know: Who is this gorgeous, intelligent, and mysterious woman? Too good to be real. Convinced she’s a corporate spy out to tank his company, Camden’s not letting her out of his sight. But the constant surveillance is also opening his eyes to things about Rachel that he likes. If she’s a spy, she’s certainly the cutest one he’s ever seen.As the week’s worth of wedding events march along, Rachel and Camden are learning almost everything there is to know about each other. Rachel’s made a career out of always a bridesmaid…but perhaps there’s a chance for her own trip down the aisle?

    (A collection of standalone novella sized, dark reads.) Ever get that feeling you’re being watched? You probably are. Her sad eyes. Her thick lips. Her long dark hair. Her quickening of breath. Her hurried footsteps. Her undiluted fear. The anxiety a woman has when she knows she’s being followed does something to the sadistic animal inside me. We all have issues, mine just run a little deeper than most. My sister and I had a childhood tarnished by an abusive parent. We grew up two very different breeds of our mother’s creation. Then I discover the beautiful, yet broken, Alice Young. She’s seeking advice, a place to unburden her thoughts. What she gets is a dangerous, callous predator who wants to quench his thirst with her tears. My precious, Alice, feels so alone, but she’s not alone. I’m watching her. I feed on the fear of others. Alice Young may prove to be too damaged, even for my appetite.

    Diana Casillas can admit it: she doesn't know what the hell she's doing half the time. How she's made it through the last two years of her life without killing anyone is nothing short of a miracle. Being a grown-up wasn't supposed to be so hard. With a new house, two little boys she inherited the most painful possible way, a giant dog, a job she usually loves, more than enough family, and friends, she has almost everything she could ever ask for. Except for a boyfriend. Or a husband. But who needs either one of those?

     Now, before you judge me, hear my story. Hear how much I'm like you, how similar my thoughts are to your own. Yes, I'm a horrible person. Yes, I've done horrible things. Yes, I don't deserve forgiveness. Yes, bad things happened because of my actions. But I'm willing to bet I've done things that maybe, just maybe, you have thought of doing. Maybe, just maybe, you're not as innocent as you'd like to think. Or maybe I'm not so guilty ... Full Length Standalone Novel, 85,000+ words

    Our meeting was short and sweet. But now, on my twenty-first birthday I was to be paired off to the best suitor for me and my family. Heir to the throne, he was to be my prince and stand by my side.I thought my father would be kind, I thought my father would pair me off to a noble prince.But I was wrong.I was handed over to the most savage man on the earth.Xavier Archibald the third.XavierI first laid eyes on her five years ago.Five years ago I struck a deal with her coward of a father.Those five years were up.It was time for me to collect my prize.Tonight was the night of the Princess' twenty-first birthday, and she had no idea that I was about to wreck her fairytale.