Max 
I protect royals – I don't screw them. I definitely don't screw spoiled, rich, out-of-control brats like Princess Alexandra. She's a walking disaster, a whirlwind of public scandal and bad behavior.

 She's smart-mouthed, argumentative, and doesn't do a damned thing I say.

 And the idea of throwing her over my shoulder like a caveman makes my blood run hot.

 She's the ultimate in forbidden – bodyguards don't touch princesses. I could lose everything.

 
But this is one princess I'll bring to her knees. Alexandra 
My bodyguard is a royal a**.

 He's ridiculously arrogant, completely insufferable, and always plays by the rules. 
B-o-r-i-n-g. I definitely don't do boring.

 If there's one thing I can't stand, it's someone telling me what to do. 


Yet the idea of him turning me over his knee makes me wet. Princesses don't hook up with their bodyguards – it's the ultimate transgression. And they definitely don't fall in love.
 **This is a full-length (103k words) novel that can be read as a standalone or in conjunction with Prince Albert (85k words), which is included in your copy of this book for a limited time. Enjoy!**

    However, when I saw the beautiful, gray-eyed therapist I was supposed to spill my thoughts too in my first session…well, let’s just say her mouth should be used for one thing…and it wasn’t talkin’. Ms. Keep it Professional thought she had control of these sessions. She didn't know who she was dealing with. I would turn the tables faster than she could spell F-*-C-K-M-E!

     I’m Matt Hadder. I’ve been called ruthless, savage—even brutal—by the men and women who work for me. And I’ve earned my reputation. Wonderland Inc., a party planning organization for every major player in the world, is Oz, and I’m its Wizard. I can make anything—drugs, prostitutes, deals—appear for a night and disappear just as quickly. This doesn’t make me good or bad—it makes me essential. Wonderland Inc. was my life, until a beautiful contradiction of innocence and impurity, obedience and rebelliousness named Alex Little stepped in and turned both of our worlds upside down. Welcome to Wonderland, Alex. A place where everything appears normal. But we’re all mad.

    He became my addiction the moment I met him at 10 years old. He was my best friend from childhood. He protected me and guided me. I loved him fiercely long before I really understood what love was. We were inseparable. He knew how I felt, and sometimes he would stare at me in ways that made me breathless. But there were boundaries. Lines that couldn't be crossed. Looks that shouldn't be exchanged. Lips that shouldn't be kissed. We weren't supposed to love each other. Not in **that** way. Because, you see, Aston was also my adopted brother... Aston Elise was off-limits, a temptation that cursed my existence with this visceral hunger to have her, possess her, and taste her like she was made for me. I was tormented and on the brink of falling. If I stepped over that boundary, if I gave into my want, I wasn’t sure I could survive the disappointment of my adopted parents. We would all be affected. Our lives wouldn’t be the way it was. That change was irreversible, and the damage would be permanent. It was a scary thought, destroying a foundation and rebuilding it without knowing what it might end up looking like. But my want for her…it sat in the core of me, growing and growing. And want is a dangerous fucking thing. It clouds your judgment, it makes you weak, and I knew…I knew without a doubt, it was only a matter of time before I cracked. Obsession was devotion. Obsession was mania and need. It was a compulsive urge to self-gratify by wanting, and wanting, and wanting ‘til it hurt, ‘til you could feel it there in your bones, gnawing its way deeper within you. Obsession was my craze for Elise. She was my impulse. My…pulse itself. It wasn’t healthy. I knew that. I didn’t fucking care either.

    I wanted to make her smile, but I had no idea when she did, she’d steal my heart.Sunset eyes, waves of golden-brown hair, cute little butt…I’m ready to meet the family and put a ring on it. Instead, I’m on the wrong end of a gun, her older brother threatening to kill me. It all started with a kiss… Deacon Dring is a cocky rich boy with ocean-blue eyes, sexy brown hair, and a chiseled body. Soft lips that melt my knees, that melt everything.As a child, my family said he was bad. They made me promise never to see him again. But one touch of his hand, one reckless kiss, and I broke that vow… Many times.Now we’re adults, and the price of lying is more than I’m willing to pay.They say we can’t be together. I say try and stop us. (RECKLESS KISS is a stand-alone, forbidden, billionaire romance about two families who hate each other and the boy + girl who choose to love in spite of their violent past. No cheating. No cliffhanger.)

    She doesn’t go on blind dates, never deviates from her plan to become a surgeon. Not until her friend tricks her into meeting Sloan Hart, the hottest doctor in town and the best sex of her life, does she make an exception.When Ava walks into Penn General on the first day of her residency and discovers Sloan is her new boss, everything changes. With their careers and reputations on the line, Ava and Sloan know they should leave the best night of their lives in the past. But Sloan gives a whole new meaning to good with his hands, and Ava’s too distracted by those hands to do the right thing and walk away.

    Or at all. She’s my student, for god’s sake. But she’s so sweet, so innocent, and so, so, bendable to my every whim. Her mother wants her to be a doctor, but Addison? She has no idea what she wants. I’ll help her find out, on one condition: I’m sure as hell going to be a part of it. Because I need her. I need to touch her, to taste her, to invade her soul the way she’s invaded mine. Shakespeare said it best. I am her slave, with no choice to tend to her desires. Whatever they may be. Unlearned is a 50,000 word stand-alone romance novel with no cliffhangers, no cheating and a beautiful HEA.

    But when I returned home, Jensen Wright crashed into my life with the confidence of a billionaire CEO and the sex appeal of a god. Even I couldn’t resist our charged chemistry, or the way he fit into my life like a missing puzzle piece.Too bad he’d forgotten the one thing that could destroy us.Because Jensen Wright doesn’t share. Not with anyone. And if his brother finds out, this could all go down in flames.When it all was said and done, was he the Wright brother?

    In these stories, there's no question that they will... From USA Today Bestselling Author Penny Wylder comes a box set packed page to page with stories that will melt your kindle. Each one is free of any cheating or cliff hangers, and they all promise a happily ever after that will leave you swooning! Contains five of my best selling stories: Get Me Off Bed Shaker Deep in You Sext Bang

     He’s rough, dominant, and hot as hell on wheels. Channing Hensley blew into my life like a firestorm, and I’ve been in love and lust with him since the minute I laid eyes on him. All in secret, of course. He doesn’t know. No one can know the things I dream of him doing to me. No one can know that I – the picture-perfect sweet little good girl – want him to be my first. So I hid it away instead, in a letter, where I poured out my heart and my deepest darkest fantasies to the man with the body made for reckless choices, and the piercing green eyes that dare you to make them. The man with the dark past and the fierce gaze that lingers on me in a way that takes my breath away. He’s six years older than me. He works for my family’s law firm. He’s totally wrong, utterly inappropriate, and completely irresistible. Fantasizing about Channing Hensley is so bad. But I want him. Filthy, scandalous, and so sugary sweet your teeth will hurt. This one’s a heaping dose of wrong in the right kind of way ;). If an older, dominant, obsessed alpha claiming his untouched heroine sounds like your cup of tea (oh, you know it is), then you should probably dive right in. Safe, no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed. No one is related in this story. For a limited time, this new release edition contains additional content for further reader enjoyment, as a thank you for your support. Though the page-count below may show differently, please be aware that this is a short, novella-length book of approx. 20,000 words.

    No Cliffhangers and a HEA!

    And he planned to keep it that way.Until he met her.Monica Singer, an infamous blogger, is keen to discover the truth of his secret identity.During a chance meeting at a book convention, Michael and Monica form an instant connection. And soon, an industry rivalry becomes something else entirely.But as Michael starts to let his guard down, he doesn’t realize that the person he's learning to trust may be hiding secrets of her own.Secrets that could ultimately destroy everything.

    A lawyer.And still just his best friend’s little sister.When Killian offers me a job to help me get on my feet,Neither of us expected the embers to reignite.And be even more fiery than the last time.But with the flames higher than ever…Suddenly I’m carrying his baby.If my brother finds out, he’ll kill me.If the violent gang I’m prosecuting doesn’t get to me first.

    I want him to be the one. I want him to be my everything. I didn’t expect to spend my eighteenth birthday stranded in the pouring rain with no way to make it home. I didn’t expect to be rescued from the worst night of my life by the most amazing man I’d ever seen. His name is Nick, and he says he wants to take care of me, says he’ll look after me, says I don’t need to be alone anymore. He treats me like a princess, like the fragile little girl he saved from the cold. But I like him… I like him like that. I’ve never liked anyone like that before… And it’s weird, this thing we have… It’s like I can’t decide how we’re supposed to be… what we are… Until he says the words… Call me Daddy.

    He promised me three things: A crash course in BDSM, A toe curling night, And then he’d show me the door. End of story. Or is it? Stephanie Maybe I was crazy for agreeing, but for once, I just wanted to feel something. Anything. I’ve spent my life running away from men who get too close. Call it a combination of emotional baggage and a fear of commitment. Either way, I’m a virgin who gets to have the night of my life with a billionaire dom. It’s a dream come true, right? If only. I thought I could just forget it all when it was over. I’d throw it in with all the other crap in my past and move on. Except the dom isn’t ready to move on. Tristan I had one rule: no attachments. One simple rule, and then she happened. Stephanie Holland. The one who decided to dump a big, flaming pile of complicated on my life and then disappear. I shouldn’t be surprised she ran off. I practically kicked her out the door, didn’t I? Old habits die hard, I guess, but this time I haven’t been able to get her off my mind. Month after month and it just gets worse. Maybe I could break the rule just once. Hell, I don’t even need to break it. I’ll just give it a little bend for her and then she’ll be off my mind. One way or another, I’m going to wrap my tie around her perfect little wrists again. The only question is whether I’ll have it in me to show her the door again. *As always, this is a totally SAFE, full length book with a happily ever after, no cheating, and plenty of steam.* A free copy of my books, His: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance, and Mine: A Bad Boy Mafia Romance are included with The Dom's Bride. The Dom's Bride is approximately 48,000 words and ends at about 27%.