Just because I love two men doesn’t mean I’m trash. I grew up in a trailer on the wrong side of the tracks, and my childhood was nothing to brag about. So when Brent Larson stepped in, it was like a dream come true. Tall, dominant and assertive, the alpha male was the perfect guardian, moving me into his place. But the problem was that Jason lived there too. And I couldn’t help it, Jason was gorgeous and funny, charming my pants off, literally. So I lost my cherries, front and back … to two different men. Do you think I’m trashy now? Or do you think I’m the luckiest girl on Earth? Note: This is a sexy, smutty romance that will make your cheeks burn and your panties melt! Guaranteed HEA. For a limited time, this edition includes a bonus novella, Double Huge, for your enjoyment!

    Tight. Since returning from war, I've purposefully secluded myself from reality.I built a cabin in the woods, but even that wasn't reclusive enough for my needs.So I also have a cave I go to when I really want to hide out.I've never taken anyone else there. Until, by chance, I meet Michelle.Her sultry eyes and seductive hips open up something in me I thought was forever closed off.When we get trapped in the cave, it's the opportunity I never knew I needed so desperately.To tie her up. Dominate her. Control her.And find myself again in the process.She says she's game. But does she have any idea what she's getting herself into? And while my c*ck is in her, what if my heart is plunging just as deep? Caveman's Captive is a full length standalone romance with no cheating, no cliffhangers and a happily ever after. Bonus content is included for your continued reading pleasure!

    Tired of his condescending remarks, I decided that it was time to show him that he was wrong, so I put a plan into motion. I got a hold of my best friend, Erin, to set up a girl’s night out. My plan was to prove to myself––and Chad––that other men would still find me attractive. What I didn’t plan on was visiting the North Pole! Everyone thinks that Santa has short, little elves but I’m here to tell you that he doesn’t. His helpers all stand over six feet tall, wear Santa hats, and are more skilled than any man you’ll ever meet. (A MFMMMMMM Ménage.)

    The last thing I was expecting was that Santa could be so freaking hot! My ovaries went into overdrive as I watched this hunk of a man hold babies and bounce kids on his knee while they babbled on about all the gifts they wanted for Christmas. But what really captured my heart––and attention––was when I had to help pose a disabled girl on his lap. The instant my eyes landed on his huge package, I couldn’t look away! They say Santa only comes once a year but if I have my say in the matter, he’ll be coming over and over again. Oh, and did I mention his twin who’s equally as attractive? This might be the hottest Christmas ever!

    Despite her sister’s advice to move out and marry up, Dove plans to be single forever. If she did hook up with someone, it would be a man in her neighborhood who was of modest means and kind temperament, a man who wouldn’t abandon his poor pregnant mistress, a man the exact opposite of her wealthy father. 
Pulitzer Prize winning photographer Jay has spent the last decade roaming around the world, shooting wolves in Siberia and lost cities in the desert. Back home, he prepares to put together a photo essay for his publisher but his plans are sidetracked when he spots curvy, gorgeous Dove outside of her apartment. The next thing he knows, he’s living across the hall from her in an apartment where nothing works. When he learns of her aversion to rich men, he knows he’ll have to hide his background or he’ll never be able to capture her love.

     I was not in the Christmas spirit, and thought nothing could make it worse until the Murphy twins walked through my door. Hot, arrogant, and extreme douche bags who had been nothing but jerks to me back in the day, I couldn’t handle their cocky attitudes as they flashed their cash around and acted like they owned the place. The had learned once that they couldn’t have me. But this time around things would be different. I thought I’d wake up Christmas morning with an empty stocking, but it ended up double stuffed. Santa comes once a year … or does he? Join sixteen of your favorite romance authors as they make all of your Christmas wishes come true! Put out the milk, he’ll take care of your cookie — it’s time to take seat on Santa’s lap.

    Except somehow I ended up in the dreaded Friend Zone and I’ve been stuck there ever since. But that’s all going to change. I know exactly what she needs and it isn’t a shoulder to cry on. What she doesn’t know is that she might know me as a nice guy who surprises her with lattes at work but behind closed doors I’m a different kind of bad — the kind of bad she secretly craves. And tonight, I’m going to get the girl who was born to be mine… and I plan to play dirty to win. Santa comes once a year … or does he? Join sixteen of your favorite romance author as they make all of your Christmas wishes come true! Put out the milk, he’ll take care of your cookie — it’s time to take seat on Santa’s lap.

     Their obsession has driven them to the point of deceit, but they didn’t get to where they are today without getting their hands dirty to get what they wanted, and they’ll do anything to have her. Stella is desperate, and selling her virginity is her only option to save the family land. The Mistress Auction is her last hope, but when she sees the two men who buy her, she’s worried her heart won’t make it through the thirty days. Warning: This ménage has two consumed brothers, a virgin selling her body, a Vegas casino, and a reality TV star trying to cause a scene. Author note: Totally responsible for turning you on

    She dreams of bigger things, so when an opportunity for something bigger comes along, she grabs it with both hands. Now she's on her way to a sprawling country estate in rural England to work as an au pair.However, her new adventure loses some of its shine when she finds out her new boss, wealthy single dad Mason Kingsley, is a surly and foul-tempered ogre. Yet despite his temperament, he consumes the air in her lungs and dominates her every waking thought. Especially when she sees him being as sweet as candy to his five-year-old daughter.Little does she know that he is just as affected by her. While his attraction to her drives him to distraction, he wants more than just her body. Much more.Warning: If you don't like rich, over-the-top alpha British men who fall hard and fast, turn back now. This holiday season, you'll lose more than your Christmas stockings and light up brighter than your tree when you fall in love with Mason Kingsley.Note: Cheeky Christmas is a sweet, English treat that ends at 53% and for a limited time you can enjoy my cocky, Irish Prince in Chasing Charlie immediately after! Pour the egg nog and settle in for a night with my handsome British Billionaires!

    Now that his friend is dead, he’s the one that’s got to take charge of Mavis Miller. The only problem … she’s not a girl. From the first moment he sees Mavis, his reaction to her scares the shit out of him. He’s now responsible for her, and that means he shouldn’t be thinking about her in anyway at all. Mavis has never fitted in. Even her parents hated her and shipped her off to boarding school. Luca is different, and the scar on his face doesn’t scare her. After eighteen years of being ignored, she’s shocked when Luca takes her over his knee and punishes her for putting herself in danger. His touch. His hands. They drive her wild, and she wants him. She’s the first woman to not flinch away. He should tell her no. He’s the guardian, but he doesn’t see her as his ward. No, he sees her as his, and he doesn’t want to just protect her—he wants to own her.

     Dr. Vanessa Gilmore is new in town. She specializes in Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. And her first patient, Commander Ashton Hughes, needs a lot more than just her professional help. WARNING: This book contains dark and disturbing themes, strong language and over the top sexiness that may be uncomfortable for some readers! “Steady on, you'll give Joe a heart attack,” Ashton said. “He's not used to having beautiful women in here.” “I don't suppose he is,” Vanessa said, running her fingers over the worn leather seat of a Harley. “It's a motorcycle shop on a naval base.” Ashton slowly put his hands on his head, making sure she’d notice his flexed muscles. “So you like big machines?” He wondered if she would pick up on the innuendo. “I love 'em.” She looked him straight in the eye. “The bigger the better.” “Then you'll love mine.”

    Vlad is a filthy rich Russian billionaire who’s utterly possessive. The catch? They’re both my mom’s ex-husbands. My mom Vivian is a crazy woman. She marries and divorces men like it’s no big deal. As a result, even though Vivian’s not old, she already has two ex-husbands. I come home from college one day, and my mom says she wants to take a family photo with both men. This is crazy! Vlad and Jared aren’t even family anymore. Why are we doing this? But when the shutter starts to click, both men of the house are ready to CLAIM … and I’m just the brat to make it happen! About My Daddies is a collection of taboo romances with growly, possessive OTT alpha males, feisty curvy girls, and lots of bouncing babies! The collection features three standalone, full length novels and one short story, including: About My Daddies, About Last Night, About This Morning and About This Evening. They don't have cliffhangers or cheating. They DO have very happily ever afters and plenty of steam!

    Once upon a time, he didn't though — and coming to Snowden is meant to help him find his way again. What he does not mean to find is the beautiful angel who runs Mistletoe, a year-round Christmas store.He certainly does not want to feel what she makes him feel.To rid himself of her, the sickly-sweet store, and hopefully how bad he wants her, he intends to kick her out before the holiday.Only when he goes to tell her it’s time to pack it up, he can’t. Not just because he finds her singing jingle bells and looking like a sinfully sexy angel, but because he can no longer deny the truth. Malcom might hate the holidays — but he does not hate Noel King.No, he loves everything merry and bright about her — it seems her Mistletoe Magic has made him forget what it means to be a grinch.

    He wanted to own me. I just wanted to be his. JACKSON I wanted Megan from the moment I first saw her, and nothing would keep me from her. I could have been called a bastard for knowing her father would fail in paying me for a mutual business agreement, for knowing I would take Megan as payment. But she was mine and in my world, when I wanted something, I took it. And I wanted her. She was bought and paid for, collateral damage when her father failed to uphold his end of the deal. They all think it’s only for a week. They’re wrong. I’m keeping her. MEGAN My father couldn't fulfill a debt to Jackson King, but Jackson didn't seem to mind, not when he got me as his payment. Having been attracted to the brutal businessman for years, I couldn't help but feel arousal and trepidation at what he had planned. He wanted me for a week, to do with as he pleased. He wanted my virginity. But I knew this was more than just repaying a debt. This was about Jackson wanting to own me, not just my body, but every part of who I was. And the depraved part about it all was the fact that I wanted to give everything to him. I wanted to be his. WARNING: This is a fast and hard ride, featuring an over-the-top Alpha who fights dirty and plays dirtier. It’s a safe read, but it’s short, filthy and so hot you might need a nice, big, long, cool… drink to get you through to the happy ending.

     London’s hottest new bad boy chef is a panty-dropper. He burns his way through party girls’ bedrooms as fast as he blazes around his military-precision kitchen. He’s a face from my past I never thought I’d see again. The tattooed smooth-talking British exchange student from five years past. The one who brought me in like a moth to flame for one night of firsts... before he left me behind forever. The one who almost had my v-card. Except he’s not in my past anymore. Now I’m stepping off a plane in London to start my new job in his kitchen. London, where we’re moving because my mother is marrying his father. Yeah, not just my boss. That smug, arrogant jerk is about to be my stepbrother. He might be all grown up now - gorgeous and demanding and wildly successful. But what happens when the man who never hears no comes up against the one woman who won’t take his bullsh*t? The one that won’t submit. He wants me to beg him for it, but I won’t. I mean, I can’t, right? That would be so wrong. So deliciously wrong. I think I’m in big trouble. **This is a standalone book with a HEA; NO CLIFFHANGER!**