A sizzling Winston novella by New York Times bestselling author Lori Foster. The Winston cousins--Dexter and Hart--sexy twins who use their knockout mirror image good looks to switch places and have a little fun with the girls of each other's dreams...

    But the truth is, I’d die to sit on his knee. Jack is burly and bearded, with silver in his hair. He’s generous and kind, and he always knows when we’ve been bad.But the storybook Santa rides a sleigh, not a motorbike. And he runs the North Pole, not a whisky-soaked bar.Jack took me in when I was a runaway. He gave me a job and put a roof over my head. He’s given me so much already, but now... I want more.Please, Santa. I know exactly who I want this year. Santa Baby is a short and steamy age gap instalove story, where the hottest holiday wishes come true.

    The problem is, despite living in rugged and picturesque Cunningham Falls, Montana, Grace is the clumsiest person ever born. To prepare for the trip, she is taking lessons at a local ski resort. She just prays that they have an ambulance on standby.Sexy hotelier Jacob Berkley is ready to play ski instructor, but he quickly discovers that the best place on the mountain for Grace is in the lodge with a hot toddy. Her sense of humor and easy laugh quickly pull him in, and soon he’s determined to help her get off the bunny slope for a fun vacation with her friends. He just didn’t expect their steamy chemistry to trigger an avalanche of desire straight to his heart.

    It’ll be fun, they said. “They” haven’t met Sawyer Hendricks, the gorgeous, growly celebrity chef who claims he owns the dream hotel that I just inherited.“They” haven’t been terrorized by a flock of foul-mouthed feral parrots. “They” haven’t run smack up against a cranky gang of geriatric islanders who will stop at nothing to ensure that life on Rocky Shoals never changes. "They" haven't surprised Sawyer in his birthday suit in the foyer of what should be an empty mansion.Then again, “they” haven’t experienced what it feels like to be kissed by a man who has a Ph.D. in giving lip service. “They” haven’t been spoon fed tira misu by moonlight.So, maybe “they” are on to something after all…or maybe this whole escapade is just a recipe for disaster.

    I didn't expect her to become my friend. I didn't expect to fall in love with her.The first rule of business is to never touch your employees. I think there is another rule about not falling for your best friend--a rule against imagining the curves of her body, or the way her breathing would change if I pulled down her panties and unzipped my pants.Now, I can't wait any longer. I'm tossing out the rules.Damn the company.Damn our friendship.Damn my fears.WARNING: This standalone is packed with sexual tension, insane chemistry, and enough surprises to keep you glued to its pages. May cause distraction from life and require a change of panties.

    This Father's day, meet the swoony dad who has the hots for his son's caretaker & won't take no for an answer.This is a safe, short steamy romance, with no cheating, no cliffhanger & a guaranteed HEA!

    That was how long it took to plan the wedding of my dreams, from the dress all the way down to the shoes.It wasn’t until the shoes went missing that I discovered the man I was supposed to marry in twenty-four hours wasn’t the man I thought he was.Unfortunately, life doesn’t always go according to plan. That’s why my mom told me to always have a backup.So I called off the wedding and flew to Vegas with my girls.It was supposed to be a weekend getaway to nurse my broken heart. Waking up married to hot billionaire, Cooper Sullivan, was definitely not part of the plan.Disclaimer: Mr. Bad Influence is a 30.5 k word insta-love novella, and part of the More Than Money Billionaire Romance Collection. Not recommended for readers under the age of 18 due to graphic sex scenes, excessive bad language and adult situations.

    I don’t even like him.I just want him.Eli Loveless was my nemesis from the first day of kindergarten until we graduated high school. Everything I did, he had to do better - and vice versa. The day he left town was the best day of my life.Ten years later, the day he came back was the worst.Now he’s my co-worker.Grown-up Eli Loveless is sexy as sin. He’s hotter than asphalt in the summer. The irritating kid I once knew is gone, and he’s been replaced by a man with green eyes, perfect abs, and a cocky smile.It’s bad that I want him.It’s worse that he wants me back.There are looks. There are smirks. There are smiles that make my panties burst into flame.And then there’s a shared kiss that leads to the hottest night of my life.This is no office romance. This is a five-alarm fire. What’s a girl to do when the man I can’t stand is the one I can’t stop lusting after?Enter into a friends-with-benefits agreement, of course. No dates. No relationship. Just blisteringly hot sex, because if there’s one person I could never fall for, it’s Eli....right?

    I’ve spent my life running away from my past.And for so long, that’s worked.Not anymore.Now my past is out to get me in the form of Zach O’Malley.He was my first crush, but that was then.My name is still Beatrice Dobbs, but everything else has changed. I’m an adult now. I don’t want to go back to my troubled past.Plus Zach is from the wrong side of the tracks. Sure, back when I was in high school, I had a thing for the Bad Boy, but not anymore.And on top of that, he’s trying to get me to reconnect with my mother. I haven’t spoken to her since I was eighteen, and I would rather re-take the SAT’s than see her again.And yet, I can’t seem to push Zach away.He’s no good for me.But maybe – just maybe– my teenage self was onto something.What’s the harm in a little bit of fun?

    Stipulation--we do it together.It doesn't take a tarot card-reading psychic to figure out where our story is headed... late nights, trips out of town, and more than a few awkward moments filled with sexual tension.No worries though. I pride myself on my willpower. I can totally ignore his sexy grin, his rock-hard body and his dreamy brown eyes. I will not become the woman other women hate.But it turns out that Enzo Mancini has a lot of layers and if I don't stop peeling, I'm going to lose everything, including my dignity.Don't miss this NEW Steamy Enemies-to-Lovers Office Romance by a duo of USA Today Bestselling Authors!

    My mother never lost and when I took over the bakery I continued the winning streak until Leanne and Sprinkled With Sugar came along. Her apple pie blew my cherry pie out of the water that first year and has beat me every year since no matter what I try.It would be frustrating, but it’s hard to be mad at such a beautiful dessert, and I’m not talking about the pie. She’s sweet as pie and absolutely edible.She’s all smiles for everyone except me. She thinks I have a vendetta against her simply because she’s the new reigning champion of the Sweet Lake Festival pie contest. I don’t. No the only problem I have with her is how much she hates me.This year I’m determined to win. Not only the contest, but her heart.

    Originally published in 2004 as part of the anthology Mother, Please!Tall, dark and charming Jason Lawrence keeps visiting Mel Anders’s veterinary clinic—with everything from a drooling St. Bernard to a potbelly pig. Jason is sweet and fun, and Mel starts to look forward to his visits. Still, she’s suspicious—the man can’t have that many animals. But she never suspects that the whole thing just might be a set up….From anthology Mother, Please

    Women drool over his ripped body. He helps charities. He’s a god in a man suit. I’m Cecily Spangler, geek. I snark. I draw. I huddle in my shell like a turtle. Nobody has ever heard of me. Do I need to spell out how wrong we are for each other? Luckily, I’m done with fantasies of celebrities I have no hope of ever meeting. On New Year’s Eve, I resolve to flirt with the nerdy guy I’ve been crushing on over on my favorite forum. I know nothing about him, but I just have this feeling we have a lot in common. And then, joy of joys, he messages me back. Before I know it, I’m in deeper than I ever expected. The connection between us SIZZLES. I only hope that if we ever meet in person, I’ll live up to his imaginings. One small problem: he just sent me a text. He wants to meet me. Now. I figure the worst that can happen is that we have no chemistry, right? Wrong...because there's a lot more to this nerd than I ever dreamed... --------------- It’s the New Year! Time to ring your bell with some hot and hunky resolutions! Join fifteen of your favorite romance authors as their stories get off… on the right foot this year. Champagne corks aren’t the only things popping!

    Come find out how hot and sweet the nights can get today!CheyenneI pride myself on being a hard worker and I never let myself get distracted from my dreams. My next goal is to own and operate a bakery. But first I need to pay off my student debt.In the meantime, I’m one step closer to my dreams when a local restaurant hires me as a seasonal temporary pastry chef.When my best friend’s older brother visits me at work, I give him a tasty treat.Jordan is sexy, smooth, and works hard on me.But can I let him veer me toward love over my career?JordanAfter years of busy life in the city, I lost who I am and I’m done with the chaos. I couldn’t be happier to move back to my small hometown and take a job as a ranch foreman. But most of my old friends moved away and the holidays are a little lonelier than I imagined.Luckily, everyone at work is extremely welcoming and I’m sure I’ll find friends fast.When my sister’s best friend stands behind the counter, I’m sweet on her.Cheyenne is kind, curvy, and I want to butter her bread.But can I prove to her she’s the one and not just the next one?

    I didn’t know he was back from Kuwait. When I came home from my position as an overseas correspondent, I’d expected I’d never see him again. And that was the way I’d wanted things to be. After all, I couldn’t let him know about my daughter. Our daughter. I couldn’t help my feelings for him, though. I’d always been drawn to him. But he had never wanted children. I had to respect that. But he wasn’t the same man I’d met in Kuwait, and I wasn’t the same woman either. I knew sooner or later he would find out my secret and sh*t would hit the fan.