We own Spiked Roses—an exclusive, membership only establishment in New Orleans where money or lineage is the only way in. It is for the gentlemen who own everything and never hear the word no. Sipping on whiskey, smoking cigars, and conducting multi-million dollar deals in our own personal playground of indulgence, there isn’t anything I can’t have… and that includes HER. I can also have HER if I want. And I want.

    You know, the one with the to-die-for body and panty-melting smirk. And then there‘s the way his designer suits drape over his broad shoulders and big...well, we‘ve all heard the rumors, the ones that say he‘s up for any challenge.But I can‘t see him that way. He‘s my boss - technically one of the owners of the company where I work - and definitely not in my league. Men like him don‘t notice women like me, and they don‘t date them. And I don‘t date men like him. Until that one time that I catch him in a compromising position when I‘m also in need of a last-minute date for a wedding...and then it‘s not real. It‘s blackmail.For one weekend, he‘s my plus-one.Beautiful and unobtainable.From the moment she walked into my office with those stunning blue eyes and crazy sensual curves, she‘s been on my mind. Three years and never once has she acted interested in me. Usually I flash a million-dollar smile and women fall to their knees, some literally. Not her.Then on the occasion that I agree to let another woman do that - fall to her knees - guess who happens to catch us?It may not be the most conventional way to get on her radar, but I didn‘t get this far in business without knowing when to seize an opportunity. If this sexy little firecracker with perfectly kissable lips thinks she can blackmail me into attending her cousin‘s wedding, I‘m going to jump at the chance to be her plus-one.You love her darker side. Now it‘s time to meet Leatha, the lighter side of Aleatha, as she trades her renowned twists and turns for laughs and love with this sexy new standalone romance, Plus One.

    But at home he can be a different man entirely, harboring appetites only his wife gets to glimpse…When Samira first learned of her husband’s fantasies, she was reluctant, even alarmed. But after witnessing the way they set him on fire, she yielded, and happily indulged. As their games have intensified, so has the rush. And now so has the risk—they’re poised to take Mike’s indecent desires to the next level, by opening their bed to a sexy, brazen stranger. A man seeming custom-made to grant every last one of Mike and Samira’s sinful wishes.Welcoming someone new into their lives was always a dangerous proposition, but the couple imagined if anything was at stake, it was their privacy…not their hearts. *New York Times Bestselling Author Jaci Burton

    BrookeI’ve come from a privileged life and an even more privileged upbringing. My parents taught me right from wrong and everything in between… except I wanted the gray area. I wanted to live life on the edge with the possibility of falling over. I didn’t care about the consequences because I had no heart…I left that on the floor of my parents’ bedroom door, shattered.And never went back to pick up the pieces.DevonFamily first.I learned the meaning of the word hate.I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.And I learned how to be a man…All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and my sisters screams.You can’t run away from your past…It will always find you, especially when you’re asleep.Warning: Book contains adult situations. Sex/language. Mature readers only.

    That’s what he was. Dash Frasier—my hero from the day we met, when I was six and he was nine. His sister was my best friend, the three of us one happy crew. Then one sweaty summer night changed everything. No one understood me like Dash. No one made me feel so loved. That’s why, when he skipped town, it wrecked me.Now I’m older. Wiser. I’ve just snagged my dream job, writing at a film studio. The lead animator on my project? You guessed it.He’s not the boy next door. Not anymore.I’m guarding my heart this time. But Dash has secrets that could break us both.

     Patton Fletcher is ✔Demanding,✔Driven,✔Sexy AF, and✔My New Boss.My sister says don’t fall for him. I say don’t worry.I’m not about to let some arrogant, young CEO derail my dreams.Or insult my wardrobe. I don’t care about his deep brown eyes or the way the muscle moves in his square jaw when he’s pissed.I won’t fall for his power or how sexy he fills out that suit. I said I could resist him. I was wrong… Raquel Morgan is Trouble. She’s stubborn, independent, and a fighter.She has long, dark hair, crystal blue eyes, and freckles…Freckles.And long, sexy legs.And a smart mouth. I’ve spent seven years building one of the top companies in Nashville, and I’m not about to let some ambitious, cardigan-wearing new kid distract me from my goals.Raquel Morgan won’t tempt me.I’m The Boss, and I never lose control… (BOSS OF ME is a STAND-ALONE workplace, enemies to lovers, military romance with a badass alpha boss and the feisty woman who steals his heart. No cheating. No cliffhangers.)

    But Seth is a workaholic millionaire and doesn't have time to meet someone. Someone who won't screw him over, like his kid's mother.  Only problem is this someone has secretly been in love with him since high school. I've been hiding it forever, not wanting to risk our friendship. Sleeping with him is my biggest fantasy. And I've fantasized plenty, being a virgin. Another thing he doesn't know.Now I have to make the biggest decision of my life.Is having a no strings attached affair just to make a baby better than never having him at all?Author’s note: this case of insta-love and insta-naked-time has been brewing for over a decade. Babymaking has never been so hot…or so funny…or so complicated.Author’s Note part deux: Have My Baby is a standalone rom com with a romantic HEA ending and no cliffhanger.

    But to stay, I have to enter the wife lottery.Six men, one wife. And I have no say in who those men will be. It's more than a game of chance--it's my life falling into the hands of strangers.But the men who win my hand are ruggedly handsome and promise to protect me until death do us part.Fallon and his strong will.Giles and his protective streak.Salinger and his easy smile.Banks and his intellect.Emerson and his faith.Huxley and his charm.I want them all, each for a different reason. My body is awake, my heart beats wild. But I'm also a woman running from a past that's catching up. Fast. My father is coming for me and he'll make my husbands pay--and that's not a gamble.That's a guarantee.*The Wife Lottery is book one of a six book series. Passion and suspense fill the pages of this dystopian romance. The world as we know it may be over, but Tia and her six men of Alaska aren't giving up without a fight.

    And the answer is usually some bubbly, lovey dovey tale of being struck in the bum by Cupid’s arrow.My meet cute (well not so meet cute) is slightly different. I was trolling a wealthy neighborhood in Beverly Hills, searching for someone to take me as their bride, you know, to make my arch nemesis jealous who consequently just fired me.He was stomping around the block like some sort of gorgeous ogre, mumbling about a business deal gone wrong and attempting to finagle his way out of it.And that’s when we bumped into each other.There were no sparks.Not even a hint of blossoming love.But next thing I knew, I was scarfing down free chips and guac, listening to this man lay out all of his problems which led to his big ask . . . he wanted me to be his Vivian Ward, you know, from Pretty Woman--minus the frisky behavior.We’re talking about living in a mansion, intimate double dates, and pretending we were head over heels in love . . . and engaged. Can you imagine?The absolute audacity.But people do crazy things when they’re desperate. And I reeked of desperation. So, I struck up a deal.My one big mistake, though . . . big . . . HUGE? I accidentally fell for the incomparable Huxley Cane.

    But, what happens when yesterday’s one night stand becomes today’s board meeting? Is it possible to separate the personal from the professional? Especially when four sexy men are intent upon blurring the lines. A chance encounter, a one night stand, and a business meeting that becomes more than just a pitch... it’s up to Katie to draw the lines and create a blueprint for her future happiness without sending everything she’s worked for off the rails.

    Wrong Kind of Love A story of forbidden love with a side of revenge...When my husband of nearly twenty years abruptly left me for another woman, I thought my life was over.But I was wrong...Wrong for thinking I was weak, wrong for assuming I couldn't go on, wrong for believing I wouldn't love again.No matter what anyone else thinks,Wrong never felt so right.

    with cruel protection.Love is off limits with Abigail Crowne, but no one said anything about hate.Heartless Hero is the first book in the Crowne Point universe. You do not need to read any of the others to enjoy it, though it is recommended. It will enhance your reading experience as you will catch easter eggs and the timelines overlap.

    But Trevor refuses to acknowledge his own family, so he's completely unconcerned with hers. Allie impulsively offers to do anything to keep the house, so he teasingly tells her to move in with him and cater to his every need. To his amazement, she agrees...

    Geek. Nerd. I’ve heard it all my life, and I don’t care. Books are everything to me . . . Which is why I’ve always wanted to own a bookstore. And after years of hard work, long hours, and sacrifice; my dream is just within reach—until they show up. Two handsome investors who claim my future bookstore is on their property. They’re charming, arrogant, and dominant, and the way they make me feel, I’ve never experienced before. But none of that matters, because I’m just about to lose this dream—until they offer me a deal. Seven dates—with both of them—and I can have everything I want. What’s the harm? But the truth is, the only men I’ve let into my bed, and my heart, are the fictional kind. It’s only seven dates. It’s not like I’m going to lose my heart . . . Right? Grant/Elias We know how to get what we want. We do it all the time, in every aspect of our lives. So, when our next big venture is being contested, we have to see firsthand who it is. That’s when we meet her. Sweet. Sexy. Submissive . . . Her. She wants this bookstore—badly—and we want her even more. But she isn’t interested in anything but the romance between the pages of her books. So we offer her a boon. Seven dates with us, and she can have the property she needs to make her dreams happen. What she doesn’t know is that after one taste of her, we don’t plan on walking away ever. We’ll convince this beautiful bookworm that mind-blowing passion is real and we’re the ones who can give it to her. The Billionaires and The Bookworm is a standalone, breath-stealing, MFM Billionaire Menage Romance from your new favorite author Harper West. If charming billionaire Dom's who know how to stroke a girls innermost desires sound like your idea of a good time . . . this book is for you! Guaranteed HEA & No Cheating.

    One Feisty Assistant. Two weeks with only each other…ConradThe moment I laid eyes on Maya, I knew I had to make her mine.I’ve mastered the business world. Fighting for what I want has made me the man I am today. But until I met Maya, I had never thought that I could match myself with a woman. Maya is different – and she won’t be claimed easily!Now I’ll just have to convince her…Now I’ve got all the tools I need: two weeks in my cabin, and Maya has agreed to be my willing assistant.And I’ve got a whole lot of ideas for her... We’re about to learn a lot about each other. And if I’m right, this is going to be hottest laboratory in the history of science. MayaI know how to play the game, but I’m not a piece on anyone’s chess board. Conrad, though...there are possibilities here. He’s got some delicious ideas about what is expected of me whilst working under him… and why we might fit well together…. And I don’t mind one bit!I’ll have to be careful -- this billionaire’s bank account is rivalled only by his insatiable appetite for women. But now he’s hired me to help him with his research. It just so happens that our bodies and minds are the tools. I can’t wait to see the results. I can’t wait to get to work.Working under Conrad might just be my best move yet…