Uh uh. No.This can’t be happening.Griffin Keith is absolutely not sitting behind my boss’s desk.He’s certainly not looking at me like he’s just won a decade-old rivalry.And I definitely don’t find him just as unbelievably sexy as I did back in our college days.…I guess today must be Opposite Day.So this is what I get for company loyalty, huh?Working my butt off for eight years, I've made it all the way to vice president.But now the business is going under and look who’s stepped in to pick up the pieces.Yeah, that’s right.The cockiest billionaire in Manhattan real estate.The one guy in this city who can get under my skin with a single smirk.The tyrannical, egotistical hunk I spent all of college in hateful lust with.Just. My. Luck.I know Griffin’s only keeping me around to get his kicks in.Once he’s bored playing with me, I’ll be fired faster than you can say "Hate you very much".What’s my plan? Well, I don’t have one… yet.But you’d better believe that I’m not taking this — or anything! — lying down.College may be far in the past, but Griffin is obviously ready to pick up right where we left off.And I say bring it! Bring everything you got!Just, um, don’t bring up our little mistake during Welcome Week. That can stay in the dorm room closet where we left it.Like smart, feisty heroines and hunky, alpha heroes clashing (then kissing) in an office setting? Then look no further! Every book in Hunky Bossy Billionaires can be read as a standalone. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and, of course, HEA all day, every day!

    

    WTF? Brendan Colossus Walker. Atlas just shrugged and rang my doorbell. Okay, so my car got wrecked by a stalker and my family got worried. But I don’t need him. I can look after myself. Only problem? Now I spend all my time looking at him. Dark blue eyes like the twilight sky. High cheekbones. Bulging biceps. Never ending shoulders. He’s trouble. I need him gone, but he’s stubborn as a mule. Turns out that’s not a bad thing. Because my DC job has landed me in political hot soup, and a lethal bunch of bad guys are after me. Luckily, Brendan is ex-Delta, and has some lethal skills of his own. There’s just one downside. His easy smile and full lips are his most dangerous weapons. Can I wrap my heart in a Brendan proof vest? BRENDAN I carry scars that will never heal. I hold acid that corrodes me from inside, but I can’t let it spill. I’m a crude brute, my limbs forged in the fire of battlefields. But one sigh from Julia’s ruby red lips drives me to my knees. She’s a hard one to crack, but she’s opened me up like I’m a book she wants to read. And yet, I hold my secrets close to me. Even when her sea green eyes dilute my pain. I’m losing this battle willingly, surrendering my heart to her. I know the risks, but risks are what I get paid to take. And I’ll take any risk for her, even if it’s a bullet to my chest. Or a broken heart. If you like Susan Stoker, Cristin Harber, Suzanne Brockmann, Brittney Sahin, then you will love the military romantic suspense in the Men of Delta series. Get up close and personal with the sexiest alpha heroes on Amazon! SCROLL UP AND PRESS BUY NOW!

    Since I was a child my mother always instilled the fact there is good in everyone, even those we don’t believe have any.Now I’m here, stuck in the middle of the road, wanting to be with the man I love and betraying those who would give their lives for me.I have quite the battle on my hands, but I have to convince them he’s not all bad.

     A tattooed god was once my best friend. My first love. My reason for existence. But his vanishing act created a hole inside my heart. Today, he’s the famous son of one of the wealthiest men on the continent. I never thought I’d see him again… and much less in Las Vegas. Dominic Cruz, whom I’ve spent the last fifteen years fantasizing about, now stands before me. And I barely recognize him. He says he won’t let me go. That he can’t let me go. Not this time. Even if it means letting me drown with him into the depths of his secret. No cheating and a guaranteed HEA!

    I’d even go as far as to say I hate it.But when my baby sister asks me to walk her down the aisle on Christmas Eve, I can’t say no. So, instead of soaking up the sun on a remote island, I’m freezing my ass off, surrounded by mountains of snow. What I didn’t expect was for my baby sister's best friend to turn into a curvy snow bunny. She’s too young, too innocent, and too good for the likes of me. But no matter how hard I try, Noelle Eden has thawed my ice cold heart.I didn’t come here looking for love, but I plan to ensure that the rest of my Christmases from now until forever are with her.Tis’ the Season to Get Married! Nine of your favorite romance authors have joined forces to bring you a world full of wedding bells and Christmas cheer! Each short and steamy story promises a happily ever-after, with plenty of mistletoe and snuggles by the fire. The question is, will you end up on the naughty or nice list? #TheHolidayBelles are ringing beginning December 1st!

    Her biological clock was ticking and after yet another failed relationship she pulled me aside. "Listen Chase, you know I adore you and you know I need you. Historically, you always come through for me." She swallowed hard while I listened. "It's no secret that I want a baby, the semi old fashioned way."I nodded not really believing what I was hearing. "I want you to do it.""You want my swimmers?""Yes, through natural injection."Sex with my best friend. The best friend I had once upon a time wanted in a bad way. "Don't worry, I've got this covered," I assured her. She looked relieved and maybe even a little excited. Seven Days, Six nights, and lots of sex. What more could I want?Oh right. A way to turn this into forever so I could raise my child too.

    Single Dad, Evan Bowen, is HOT.He’s living next door, and is my biggest distraction.God swear, ignoring him is simply impossible.So, why am I complaining?Well…He’s so much older than me,He’s my best friend’s brother.And, he might put the brakes on my acting dreams…So, how can I be attached to someone like that?No, Not NOW.At least, NOT with Evan.

    

    Gigi Mans. The woman who owns this rancher in the palm of her hands. She had me at hello. Her smile showed me a possibility for a future that I didn’t think existed. As an introverted cowboy and an heir to a massive fortune, I hadn’t given much thought to my love life until she came along. But she also brought with her complications. Her mother was opposed to us. She hated the very sight of me. And if that wasn’t enough… Gigi was hiding behind a secret. One that would inevitably change our lives. I couldn’t win her heart if she was going to keep it from me… Could these external forces be more powerful than our love for each other?

    He’s no longer street racing. The past is the past, including the “girl” who rode beside him when he was Richmond’s unofficial champion street racer back in high school.Holland Powell has always been a good girl. She ran with the right crowd in school, got her college degree, a fabulous job, the right husband and had two children with that husband, before he walked out, taking her job, her kids and her self-esteem. When she’s involved in a car accident and needs a place to recover, she has no choice but to move back in with her mother and face the boy who represented her only walk on the wrong side of anything, and who she could never forget.The past lies between them, thick and heavy and impossible to overcome; except their attraction is there too, sparking and charging the air in the house they share.Is it possible they could develop a friendship to bridge the gap between trust and passion?Books in The Small Town Boys series:1. The Small Town Boy's Redemption2. The Small Town Boy's Secret Romance3. The Small Town Boy's Second Chance

    

    Family drama and heartfelt moments. This can be read as a standalone, no cliff hangers or cheating and of course a HEA.

    Something that would only be possible on Halloween, but could also lead to romance when the handsome, Mason steps in to help her out.As always, this Megan Wade book comes with her ‘Sugar Promise’. High heat, low drama, guaranteed.

    I needed her.MarthaThanksgiving was my jam... and my pie, and my rolls. My obsession.When my Christmas obsessed sister asked to host MY holiday, I was more than a little grumpy. But something in my gut told me to let her have it. Turns out, there had never been a better time to trust my instincts.She'd invited a French guy she worked with, and once I got sight of Kellen, I wasn't hungry for Thanksgiving dinner anymore. After one taste of his dough, I was certain we were the perfect combination. But his work visa said otherwise.Was I a fling to keep him entertained until he left the country?KellenGorging myself on Thanksgiving dinner wasn't my ideal way to spend my extra day off, but Betsy had insisted I not 'celebrate' alone. I didn't bother to explain that the French didn't celebrate American Thanksgiving. In Betsy's world, everything was celebrated.When I met her gorgeous sister, Martha, and found an opportunity for a hands-on baking lesson, I was trying to figure out how to extend my work visa. Because once I'd tasted her goods there was no turning back.Is there anything better than falling in love? Finding another HEA? I'll always give you a dirty-sweet story to keep your heart full and your windows steamed!