Reece Miller's life changed that dark night when she was only 17. She hardly remembers what took place but she can’t forget him. His smell, his feel and that he saved her. She has spent six years wondering about him, what might have happened. Her existence since then has been a shell of what it could have been. Hardened by life, Reece has built a wall around herself. Unable to understand love or how to trust, she pushes through life hiding; until a few key people cross her path and slowly chip at her shell, one of them being the very man she has not been able to forget.Will Reece figure out who he is and his reason for being in her life before it’s too late? Or will she lose the one person meant to make her whole again?For MATURE Readers ONLYContains Violence, Explicit Language and Sexual Content

    Work-In-Progress; with no definitive publication date.

    Their father mysteriously disappeared 16 years earlier, and the story begins when this strange, enigmatic girl shows up and sends all their lives into tumult. It’s kind of a relay race of a love(s) story, with some serious violin playing, food making, grape crushing, break ins and outs, dreams shattered and pieced back together, time lost, love lost and found, and a band called “Hell Hyena and the Furniture.” I’m really excited about it!'

    I was his first love.We shared our first kiss together.He broke my heart.Sage Weston and Jacob Phillips met as children at Little Kitty Orphanage. They had the type of friendship that could weather any storm and they vowed that they would always be there for each other. And then Jacob was adopted, and everything changed. At first the letters were fast and furious but then they stopped and Sage was left all alone.Four years later, Sage and Jacob bump into each other at a university party. Sparks fly, daggers are drawn and Sage wants nothing to do with Jacob or the bevvy of women that seem to follow him everywhere he goes. Then Sage loses a bet, and she can no longer avoid Jacob. Though she does everything she can to let him know that they are no longer friends.But Jacob has plans, and is determined for Sage to know the truth about what happened four years ago, even if it costs him everything.

    He’s played hard with the ladies, too, powering through women at breakneck speed with no slowdown in sight. In fact, Dillon’s whole life has been about speed and supercharged risk. All of it fueling his well-earned image as The Flash of British Formula One racing. Until the day his world goes up in flames in the blink of an eye and his lifelong dream is literally blown to bits.He is convinced Mercy Gravelle is an angel sent down by the forgiving hand of fate and back into his life. The innocent young nurse is exactly that to Dillon—a beautiful angel of mercy. But Dillon’s blown it with her once before and doesn’t need to be told he’s been gifted a rare second chance. He knows he has. He's also sure Mercy is the only one capable of healing his scorched heart along with the savage burns on his body.But Mercy must learn to trust in him first, just as Dillon must find the courage to race his way back from being utterly…blown.

    The story of Trenton Maddox and Camille Camlin continues.Official synopsis coming soon.

    When her scholarship is revoked, she resorts to desperate measures to pay for tuition, trying to keep her life on track—the same measures she promised herself she'd never take again—and fears the consequences. Things only get more complicated when a deal is offered that is almost too good to be true.In walks the distraction: Justin. An annoyingly good-looking guy who pushes her to not give up on her dreams, even when things don't go as planned. Despite Lilly's best efforts, Justin falls into a world of fast cars, fast money, and fast crooks. After all, habits are hard to break.

    I fall in love with the man who comes in the night. He watches me down the scope of his rifle and it’s terrifying, and exhilarating, not knowing when he’ll squeeze the trigger. If he’ll squeeze the trigger.Maybe I’ll die tonight……maybe I’ll die next week. It’s a sick and twisted game, but it’s ours. And just when I think our story ends at a distance, he comes in close, thrusting himself into my life. We are at war, him and me, and eventually, he’ll have to kill me. If he doesn’t, someone else will.

    You must read Imperfect Truth to read this book.

    Growing up as the daughter of a small town mortician, guys didn’t warm to the fact there were dead people in her house. At thirty, taking over the family business and becoming the town Coroner helped to cement her undateable status. Of course her past sex history didn’t help matters either.Attempt number one with her first love ended barely before it got started with a horrific latex allergy hospitalization. Attempt number two had him coming and then going with an undiagnosed heart condition. For the past three years, Olivia has closed up shop for fear of what might happen next in the bedroom.After being forced to go single to her mother’s lingerie shower, Olivia stumbles into an out of town bar with one intention: find an able bodied stud to go home with to end her losing sex streak. Enter Holden Caulfield Mains aka Catcher, who earned his nickname not just from the book he was named for, but for the fact he was sure to catch the attention any woman who came within a five mile radius. Waking up after a night of the most mind blowing sex she could have ever imagined, a horrified Olivia runs away thinking she’s left Catcher behind.When Olivia’s small town is wracked by its first murder, she never could have imagined her one night stand would reappear in the form of the GBI’s lead investigator. To her mortification, Catcher isn’t ready to let go of their sizzling chemistry, and he doesn’t understand the meaning of no. As things start to heat up between them, the body count starts to rise, and they’re led on a wild goose chase from back woods mountain Nudist Colonies to altercations with the Dixie Mafia. Can Olivia and Catcher survive to solve the murder while also not succumbing to their explosive passion?

    It doesn’t matter, and I won’t remember it, anyway.I’m Tack Morgan, and I’m Las Vegas Magazine’s Sexiest Man. I’m the host of the most listened-to morning drive-time show on Vegas’s FM dial. I’m also in therapy for sexual harassment.My therapist is the one making me write this. The doc says it’ll help me put things into perspective.To be clear, I don’t have sexual harassment issues. I have sexual frustration issues.And it’s totally not my fault.That responsibility rests squarely with the person I’m being accused of harassing. I see her each and every weekday morning at the ungodly hour of 6 a.m.Funny. I used to think that was the best time of the whole day. I lived for starting my mornings so early, not seeing my bed until many, many hours later.Unless it was for recreation.At the risk of sounding cocky, I recreated a lot.Sex is my sport of choice. Or at least it was, until Jen waltzed through the station door and announced she was my new morning-show co-host.I swear, she’s developed some sort of pheromone-canceling ESP that follows me around everywhere and cockblocks me at every turn. I haven’t gotten laid in… too long.Honestly, I haven’t been keeping track. Actually, yes, I have. It’s been two months. Coincidentally, that’s exactly how long Jensen MacKenzie has been my co-host.I don’t think my balls can get any bluer.

     Two years after the events of In a Lifetime, Ella finds her settled life disrupted by a surprise visitor. Three friends try to work out how to put the past behind them for the sake of a little boy.

    There are two sides to every story–and the sizzling British alpha vampire, Bones, has a lot to say…Ever wondered what Bones was thinking and feeling when he and half-vampire Cat Crawfield first met? Or how their story might differ if he were the one telling it? Now, relive the beginning of Cat and Bones' bestselling love story through Bones' point of view, which reveals a darker, sexier take on their early days, as well as a deeper dive into Bones' past, the vampire world, and other things that Cat didn't see when their story was told only through her eyes in Halfway to the Grave.Cat had her say. Now, it's Bones' turn.

    I've decided between life or death, like it was my due. None of it matters, not anymore. These are not my sins.I see her raise her hands, the dark metal she's clutching reflecting the moonlight. Her finger trembles as she cocks the gun pointed at me. Her eyes are cold, determined, but I know.I know her.My name is Devon Andre and I confess my sin. I am not a good man because this is the woman I love.She pulls the trigger.* Standalone contemporary romance.* Mature reader advised due to sexual content and strong language.

    Maybe it's for a stranger. It might be someone you've only just noticed, or someone whom you've known, but aren't allowed to want. Maybe you just don't know if they're affected by you, if the sound of their voice or the way they touch your hand makes them as crazy as it makes you. Or, perhaps they want you just as badly as you want them. Sometimes, it's all you can do to stop yourself from acting on it.#getnailed with these erotic shorts, coming 2015.