It was no different when he told her that he had a new friend coming into town and wanted her to treat him right because he could open doors for her. As always, she smiled but she had her own plans. However, those plans went out of the window when she saw the handsome, sun-kissed, blue-eyed Italian, Andreas. Suddenly, the idea of a having a little fun for one night didn’t seem that bad after all.Andreas was used to people trying to hook him up in the hopes of getting in his good favors, so the fact that Rush was throwing his sister at him was nothing new. However, that all changed when he realized that the gray-eyed, chocolate beauty had no idea who he really was. He was shocked when their night of fun and sex ended with her thanking him for "his services" as she walked out of his life.Two years later, crazy circumstances brought him back into her life with Andreas now being forced to protect her from the mess that her brother, Rush put her in. After being given another chance, Andreas is determined to make Calico his. However, when the truth comes to light that Andreas is one of the five powerful Italian Dons of Miami, will Calico stay to be The Billionaire’s Mob Wife?

    You may have heard of me. Or heard whispers about me. I’m the man your nightmares are made of. I’m the man who is the source of your fantasies. I’m the devil in the darkness. I’m the man of your dreams. Desire and Darkness. Fantasy and Fear. I am the head of the McCarthy Mob. Anything I want… I get. And the first time I see her? Kyra Bahmer. I know she belongs to me. I know I will have her. And the men who think they can take her from me? I will kill them all. Because no one stands in my way. No one comes between me and what’s mine. No one harms my family. Because I’m The Irishman. And Kyra Bahmer is going to be my wife. She just doesn’t know it yet. *T/W: This book is a DARK romance. The hero is not your typical hero. He is a bad guy. He will not be redeemed from the illegal, violent things that he does. This book contains explicit violence, extremely rough sex, mentions of child abuse and sexual assault, and drug use/abuse which may be triggering for some readers. It is intended for readers 18+. You have been warned.*

     The Sanctuary Series: Book One The Sandman and The Librarian were from different sides of the war, but they carried the same kind of gun. He was a man known for his stealth kills. She was a woman who'd never missed a target. Together they were invincible or so they thought. When the Sanctuary is exposed and deadly secrets are revealed will they chose each other over survival? One never knows when killers are involved...

    As an artist in San Francisco with latent wolf abilities, she didn’t know about. She thought she, her brother and father were safe since they lived and worked under the laws of the five wolf packs that separated the city. As long as they knew on whose ground they stood, life was simple and good. All that changed the night of her gallery opening when she was attacked and the black wolf saved her life. Everyone knew Lazarus Vale’s wolf. He was the alpha of his pack and all the other district alphas answered to him. And her gallery opening was in his territory. He was arrogant and egotistical; the man kissed like a dream and made her want more. Lazarus formally asked for her hand to be his mate and her father accepted. What? Little did Ivy know that long before she was born, the blood that ran through her veins caused her mother’s death. And her latent wolf may only have been sleeping until her true mate broke it free of its bonds. As secrets are revealed, Ivy doesn’t know who to trust not even in her family. She saw the wicked games that could be played and she was caught in the middle. Could she even trust Lazarus, the black wolf that drove her mad with desire? Was having her as his mate… his love, the only agenda he had?

    Her new high profile assignment was to be an advisor for the legal team of the billion-dollar corporation, King Steel Industries. This duty would include working closely with the devilishly handsome C.E.O, Shane King. Making her way up the corporate ladder, left no room for love and it was the last thing she had considered while climbing the ladder of success. A private dinner between the two would lead to a night of passion that Avarie desired to keep in the strictest of confidence. After all, there was this little thing called attorney-client privileges. The sparks between the two are enough to set the town on fire. Avarie and Shane embarked on a steamy love affair, unable to keep their hands off each other. As much as Avarie tries to remain professional in the office, Shane blows past her defenses at every turn. She's built up the facade of being a hard, corporate attorney and Avarie knows what is between them is wrong-- but there's no way she can leave Shane alone. Retain Me is a steamy, contemporary BWWM romance. For fans that love sexy, filthy office romance, you will love the latest release from Peyton Banks. It’s reserved for mature readers only.

     Okay, no man was ever going to control what she did, not ever again. Okay, no man was going to control her outside the bedroom. Not ever. The problem with Le Duc was the man just didn't listen. He was Dominique Nadir Amir Afshar de Choiseul, or duc de Choiseul. He didn’t just run a criminal empire older than most countries, he was an actual duke. Not that it mattered. She wasn’t impressed. Duchess explained over and over again that she wasn't getting married. Period. End of discussion. Just as soon as he stopped talking. And looking so edibly delicious. Maybe just a little taste… Ex: “Sir, we’ve arrived.” Nadir blinked. Damn, he hadn’t even noticed the vehicle had crawled to a stop. Right next to the object of his fascination. Not waiting for the driver to come around to open his door, he slid across the seat to exit closest to the tree. As soon as he was out of the car, he went straight for it, scanning the ground around the base, then the lower branches with no idea what he was looking for. Until he found it. Those were definitely rope burns on those bare, lower branches. Damn. “It’s a hanging tree.” Encountering a child was the last thing Nadir had expected, though he hadn’t really been sure what to expect. Not knowing what to say to the little person who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, he said nothing as she continued. “Some say the ghosts of the poor fools hung on that tree haunt it, tied to its roots for eternity.” Wait, this little person couldn’t be more than five maybe. Should she know how to talk like that? “My daddy died on that tree.” What? She just stood there, a riot of midnight colored curls falling all around her face and over her shoulders, looking up at him as if what she just said was perfectly normal. In fact, she looked pleased with her tiny fists resting on her hips. With her chin up, her back straight she continued to stare even when he didn't reply. What could he possibly say? Her expression didn’t change as she waited him out. Nor did she stop staring at him directly in the eye as if she was his equal. No, as if she were above him, as regal as a queen in her frilly little dress and bare dirty feet. With skin the color of toasted caramel, the imp had eyes that were almost amethyst with spikes of marine blue. Those eyes carried wisdom a little girl shouldn’t have. Who was she? “My mama ain’t gonna marry you.” Giving him a sweeping look from head to foot she shook her head as if she felt sorry for him. Sorry for him. No one felt sorry for him. “You might as well just turn around and go home.” “Angel Flower! What have I told you about using proper grammar?” Nadir had no idea where the voice of the grown woman admonishing the little girl was coming from. He couldn’t take his eyes off the fascinating child in front of him who was currently rolling her eyes. “Pardon me. My mother isn’t going to marry, so I am afraid your trip to my house is a big, fat bust!” To emphasize her point, she raised her little chin even higher while also raising a brow as well as any fifty-year-old man. Laughter bubbled up from somewhere deep inside Nadir’s gut. It started out rusty, like an old pipe suddenly flooded with a rush a water after laying dry for about a decade. Soon peals of pure, unadulterated mirth filled his body, echoing across the courtyard.

    As chief of the Jericho County Police Department, he has to deal with corruption and brutality on his police force, a school shooting involving his kid sister, a hit-and-run involving his kid brother, and the prospect of Makayla Ross, his beautiful African-American girlfriend, relocating to Jericho, at his request, to take their long-term romance to the ultimate level. But when Brent receives news about a son he didn’t know he had, and skeletons from his past seeks to destroy what he is trying to build with his lady love, he gives it his all for his woman, his child, and his very existence. All of Me is the first book chronicling the interracial romance between Brent and Makayla.

    Before I realized his intention, he lowered his head and dropped a kiss on my lips. It was brief, but he was close enough for me to inhale his masculine scent intermixed with cologne. I was shaken, and it took me several seconds to regain my composure to slap him across the face.” ~*~ Ward Levine is overbearing and charming. When he strides onto one of my sites and announces he wants to buy my company, he doesn’t know he has met his match. I’m Myra McBride, and I own M & M construction, one of the top construction agencies in NYC. When I walk into a room, people stop talking. I’m well respected and equally connected. Dealing with Ward will be no different. It doesn’t matter that his uncle is a senator and his family is filthy rich. We’re neck and neck with the same attitude. Neither of us will back down easily. But once sparks start flying, who will break first?

    My business makes millions. I had everything at the tip of my fingers until the woman I loved turned in her two week's notice. She wants marriage and a family, and feels she can’t have it working for me. I’m not letting her go. She’ll have everything her heart desires, but it will be on my terms, not hers. Note: Romance bites are meant to be devoured in one hour or less. Food is optional.

    Their rich, sexy dad? Not so easy. Zeya Sparks is a NYC celebrity nanny with her own radio show helping families solve their child-behavior problems. When she gets a request to provide some temporary hands-on help with a rambunctious pair of siblings, the last thing she expects is her intense attraction to their divorced billionaire father. Taylor Stephens is trying to be a good dad to his young son and daughter, but has no idea how to handle them. He quickly falls for the spunky nanny who won’t take any of his excuses. Zeya wants him too, but getting involved would be unprofessional -- and bring more uncertainty into the children’s lives. While Zeya battles her desires, someone is watching her … someone with sinister intent. Soon, she’s getting threatening letters and phone calls. Can she and Taylor solve the mystery in time, or will they lose each other forever? **** This is a standalone full length BWWM romance novel with an HEA.****

    She's the middle-daughter in a family that shines bright. Painfully shy, incredibly brilliant, she works hard to find her way in a town that she's unable to shine in. She dreams of the day when she can go away. Connor McCullough is the most popular kid in town, son of the richest man in town and her bully. He plays a particularly cruel trick on Cheyenne at the end of high school prompting Cheyenne to leave and vow to never return to Cedarwild again. 10 Years Later Cheyenne returns for her high school reunion. She, returns only because her family and best friend beg her to return to the town that she has avoided for so long. While still shy, she's changed over the years and has seen the world and become incredibly successful in her own right. Connor is a man is at the crossroads of his life and trying to make amends for the choices he's made in the past. He's now a single father and trying to do right by his son and show him how to be a good person. When he sees Cheyenne at their high school reunion he now has the opportunity to right his biggest wrong-all of the years he spent tormenting her. Sparks will fly in this second chance contemporary bwwm romance.

    New job. New life.Everything’s going great for Romy Foster until an unattended toddler and a seven-foot-tall Christmas tree conspire against her. Tangled in tinsel and covered in broken ornaments, she finds her concussed-self riding in an ambulance with the most attractive man she’d ever seen. Alone in the state, she’s forced to accept his help for at least twenty-four hours to wait out the concussion. The attraction between them Is undeniable. However, it’s the reason behind it, she doubts.Caleb Miller noticed the woman the moment she walked into his Nona’s store, Bits and Baubles. Long-legged, and thick, she stands out from the crowd of Christmas shoppers. Her accident forced them together, but it’s her personality that keeps him longing for more time. When Nona gets involved, making her holiday a family affair becomes a priority. The gift of love seems to be on its way …until his ex-girlfriend shows up un expectantly.Can the two work together to undo the tangle of tinsel and find a merry Christmas together?

    Do you know what that can do to a professionally trained hitman? Now I work for a government organization. My next assignment is to infiltrate the Marchand’s crew. The information given is vague. But what rouses my interest is that the family “business” of crooks I’m to investigate includes a Bajan little sister whose lips are the definition of sex and trouble. And yet Natalia’s soft curves are off limits—and not because her brothers will bash my head in. No. It’s because she is capable of killing me herself. Natalia Marchand Anything a man can do, I can do it better. I’ve lived by that credo my entire life, and with my dangerous ‘job’ it’s always been true. I’m a rich man’s kryptonite. I can pretend to desire you and then execute a plan to take everything you own. My brothers and I live dangerous lives. Then in walks muscles, murky green eyes, and a cocky smile. August needs a place to stay, and he’s saved my kid brother’s life. Now, he’s a god to all my brothers—but can he really be trusted? My guts say no. I'll put a bullet to his head if my intuition is right.

    except on the holidays. Being married to a ruthless killer and mob boss like Conner O'Shea doesn't make winter a jolly season. He sees no reason to celebrate such a meaningless holiday. Though with the encouragement... or more like persistence of their very assertive seven-year-old the Don goes on a small journey to get in the Christmas spirit. Join the Don's Don in this Short Novella as he gets in the Christmas Spirit the O'Shea way. **Disclaimer** This book contains a time skip and will contain many new characters that are in books to be released 2020 ****TRIGGER WARNING**** The following content contains sensitive topics that may trigger some such as: Child Abuse, Torture, Injury, Mental Illness, Suggestive Behavior, and different sexual orientations such as BDSM, Homosexuality, Swingers, Etc. Read at your own discretion

    But I blame me...Because I'm usually better about who's in my space,knowing that those in relationships, sometimes wear more than a single face.They wanted to tap dance on someone’s heart.They probably should’ve thought long and hard about that part.So now because of what was done…it’s only fair that I have me some fun.I guess now they need to be shown the error of their ways.To the point that they’re asking to see better days.Cue the deep sigh…Now, in the middle of my storm, something new fell in my path.Something beautiful, something amazing... he came with a taste of something I've never had.There’s absolutely no rushing, to the beat of love, present in my view…But once my mission is complete, who knows what my heart will want to do?The only disclaimer I’ll offer is this…“You'll either love me or hate me by the end of this tale, but I operated off of one goal, only ... that was to prevail.”Signed,Nova Skai Levine