Smoking hot all over, a bad boy demeanour, and my boss. Instant attraction. Can you blame me? I was his prisoner. Over his desk. Locked in his luxury penthouse. His hands exploring my voluptuous curves. One hell of a good time. A dirty office romance is harmless enough…right? What he doesn’t know - he knocked me up! My pregnant body turned him into a raving maniac. He sensed my smoldering desire, and he set out to satisfy it. Still, I couldn’t reveal the lie I worked so hard to construct. I’ve really set myself up for trouble now. One lie fed into another until they tied me into knots. Now comes the hard part. How do I live in the same town as him without him finding out I had his baby? Billionaire’s Secret Baby is a HOT standalone, full-length novella of 20,000 words. No cheating, no cliffhanger, and a bad boy billionaire boss who finds his happily ever after. Contains steamy scenes and explicit language. Includes bonus content!

    But don’t believe in it. Until her. Although I created the world’s most popular dating app, I secretly don’t believe in love. In fact, I think people who do are fairy tale chasing fools. And soulmates? Only idiots would buy into that concept. When my secret gets out, my professional life and my billion dollar company are in jeopardy. In a desperate move, I agree to let a matchmaker help repair my image and find the perfect woman for me. But what if soulmates are real? And mine is the feisty matchmaker herself? Can I escape my fear and claim my soulmate? Or will I lose her? Lose everything? *** This is a full-length romance novel with an HEA, no cheating and no cliffhanger. ***

    In a world of haves and have nots, my family has it all, and I want nothing to do with it.My path takes me far from home and paints me as the black sheep. At odds with my father, I’m determined to build my own empire. I have rules, but Lennix Hunter is the exception to every one of them. From the moment we meet, something sparks between us. But my family stole from hers and my father is the man she hates most. I lied to have her, and would do anything to keep her. Though she tries to hate me, too, the inexorable pull between us will not be denied.And neither will I.

    Then he shows up unexpectedly and his brother wrangles him onto the auction block to support my fundraiser. Bidding on the billionaire might be my only chance to find out what drove him away all those years ago. But will my heart be able to handle the truth?GrantI thought everything I needed was far, far away from Broken Bend, Texas. When my brother guilts me into making the trip home for my foster mom’s retirement, the truth knocks me over the head in the form of Eliza Robbins. She’s the one I left behind… the one I haven’t been able to stop thinking about for twelve long years. After one night, will I be able to walk away again?Ever wanted to spend a single night with the bachelor of your dreams? The men of Broken Bend are going on the auction block for a great cause. Find out what happens when the winning bidders claim their prize in the One Night Series. Each book is a complete story and can be read alone.

    Exactly one hundred and thirty-two months since I’ve seen his face or kissed his lips.4017 days since his heart was mine.Calvin Hunt is the last person I should be thinking about. I’d moved on, got over him. Or so I thought. Twelve hours ago I arrived back home, ready for a fresh start after catching my fiancé in bed with my best friend. Now all I can think about is Cal. Maybe it’s merely nostalgia, but I can’t help wondering if young love really can stand the test of time.Blakelynn was my best friend and love of my life until she chased her dreams all the way out of town, leaving scraps of my heart along the highway. I never thought I’d see her again—wasn’t prepared for her return. I certainly didn't expect her to show up and change everything I'd worked so hard to build. She may have everyone else fooled, but I'm not falling for it.Blakelynn Smith might look like heaven, but she’s making my life hell.

    He’s the bonus. One bad decision destroys not only Sarah Clayborn’s life, but nearly costs her a lucrative job as the chief executive assistant to the city’s most powerful player. She’s lost her unborn child, her twin brother’s admiration, and any shred of decency her British-born mother instilled in her. To cope with the trauma, Sarah creates a persona – Angel. She’s the one who goes out on weekends and gets into trouble. She’s the one who seduces half the world’s rabble-rousers. She’s the one who meets Lucas Blackbourne. Sarah’s encounter with Lucas was supposed to be a one-time affair. A tenuous balm on her frigid heart that refuses to heal. But when she returns to work Monday morning and discovers that Lucas is helping her boss for the foreseeable future? Two halves start to become whole again. And it’s not pretty. What does Sarah want? Choice. A future. A sense of belonging in a world often too cruel to bear. To be empowered. But she can’t reclaim her life on her own. -Excerpt- “You presume to know my greatest regrets yet.” A growl powered through the undercurrent of his voice. Still, he did not look away from her eyes. “No. I presume to know what you desire, sir.” “Because…?” He was fishing for the perfect answer. If Sarah failed to supply it, she could kiss this encounter goodbye. “Because I want you just as badly.” Lucas eyed her with careful consideration. He sucked one of his cheeks into his mouth before looking away. He crossed his legs. She kept her grin of triumph to herself. “You don’t even know me, Angel.” “That’s supposed to be my line, Lucas.” He stood up behind her. His presence enveloped her, inviting her back against his chest, arms wrapped protectively around her. Sarah caught the eye of the server who had brought her the scotch. The woman smiled in approval and flashed the number four in her direction. Room 4 is available. Good to know. “This whole night is so backward. Next you’ll be telling me you want to be on top.” “Actually,” she said with a happy sigh, “I’d much rather you take the lead on that. If you don’t mind.” “This has got to be some kind of trap.” Lucas bit his knuckle, as if he could barely restrain himself from grabbing her and hauling her off to the nearest bed. What’s stopping you? I don’t have all night. “What’s your story, Angel?” “Don’t you know the story of any angel, sir?” Sarah stepped away, her hand lingering against his chest. His hard, devilish chest that was a greater siren song than that warm voice echoing in her ears. “Once we’re doing shit like this on Earth, we’re considered fallen goods.” “A fallen angel hasn’t done anything good with her existence.” “If you don’t consider doing this something good,” she began, walking in the direction of Room #4, “then I don’t know what to tell you. You either want me or you don’t, Lucas. No strings attached. Should be a dream for you.” She winked at him. He followed her.