When my daughter wouldn’t stop wailing one night, Mr. Manwhore came knocking on my door. Miraculously, at the sound of his voice, Sunny stopped crying. And when he held her…she eventually fell asleep in his arms.Deacon was rough on the exterior, but apparently on the inside? Mr. Single-and-Ready-to-Mingle was a baby whisperer.After that night, we became friends.He’d go for coffee runs. Come over to chat. Normal friend stuff.But over time, our conversations ran deeper. We got closer.Until one night we crossed the line.Our friendship turned into a complicated mess.I’d gone and fallen for a guy who’d sworn off commitment and kids.I knew Deacon was starting to care for me too, even though Sunny and I didn’t fit into any plan he’d ever imagined for himself.He was wrong for me—so wrong that I’d dubbed him the “anti-boyfriend.”Then why did I wish more than anything that I could be the one woman to change him?

    She watched it all unfold right before her, no longer able to deny it.Her heart shattered so thoroughly, she couldn't imagine going on.That was . . . until Parks.He helped her see things differently.He always had.He was her light--her constant--her salvation.He was her best friend and he'd been there all along, it just took her a while to see what was meant to be, and when she did, she worried it was too late.That she'd lost her one final chance at love.One Final Chance is a full-length stand-alone novel with an HEA and no cliffhanger.

    What man threatens to put a grown woman over his knees and spank her the first time he meets her? Yes, he did that. That green-eyed, hunk of steely muscles, and hot goodness. Did I just say hot goodness? I shouldn’t have because I hate him. I mean, like really. And I can’t believe I’m now being forced to work with him to win this million dollar prize. I need the money desperately, so I’ll bite my tongue and get on with it. Even though the jerk oozes sex appeal I am going to take great delight in seeing the expression on his arrogant face when I collect the prize and walk out of here...alone. Trent She is the most stubborn, contrary, infuriating, pain in the a** I have ever met. Someone should put her over their knees and spank her. Why am I thinking it should be me? Cancel that. I don’t need a ball breaking brat in my life at the moment. Or ever. Though wiping that smug smile off her face is going to be fun. Sure, I’ll work with her, but as soon as I win this money I’m out of here. There can be only one winner and that person is me! She does have very distracting curves though...very.

    Never mind that she’s got less than a week and it looks like everywhere is sold out. She’s promised Charli a Fire Princess doll—and Neala is a woman of her word. Darcy Hart is a people-pleaser. So when his adorable six-year-old nephew, Dustin, asks for a particular doll at the last minute, he says yes. Luckily for Darcy, there’s one left in stock at the local toy store. Unluckily for Darcy, he’s not the only person who wants it—and his rival is the one woman who’s immune to his charms. Neala and Darcy have loved to hate each other since they were kids, and they’re both willing to do whatever it takes to get that doll. This can’t possibly end well for both of them…can it?

    He’s next in line to be CEO of King Communications, he’s hot and single, and he’s at the center of the New York social scene. He has a different woman on his arm every night, and he wouldn’t change a single thing about his life…until Sylvie Baker storms into his boardroom. Sylvie Baker actually does have it all. She balances a successful career with the perfect boyfriend—a man she plans to marry someday. She wouldn’t change a single thing about her life…until Carson King challenges everything with one simple confession. Sylvie is intent on fighting her feelings. Carson’s convinced it’s just a waiting game. But how long is he willing to wait for her?

    Sounds like a cheesy line from a country song, right? Too bad it's the story of my life. I thought that I’d moved on, swore he was the one. But that facade began to fade in the flash of a half-carat diamond ring. Now years later, here I am, running back to the boy who broke my adolescent heart, hoping that just maybe, he’ll be the one to piece it back together. .... I fell in love with my best friend while she fell in love with him. Ironically, it was my own damn fault. I practically served her up on a silver platter. So I turned to my second love, basketball, moving across the country to escape. For years, I’ve been sitting on the sidelines watching, waiting. Now it's time to make my move. No more fouling out. This time, I'm going to score.

    She can't forget.   Back then, the boy next door was a beautiful contradiction. An avid reader, the town brawler. My dangerous crush. Until one day, he left town like a thief in the night, leaving me devastated. A decade later, my nightmare returned. But Will Lewin was no longer the wild, charismatic boy of my past. He was a successful entrepreneur, a stranger. He was something bitter and resentful. A fully grown man... who still left me reeling. I didn't want his help, but I didn't have a choice. I had to let him back in. Even if I still hated him. Even if he could never forgive me for what I'd done. *** Wrath is part of Emily Blythe's Seven Vices Series, a collection of standalone contemporary romances that can be read in any order. This is a full-length book with no cliff-hanger. *** What reviewers are saying about Wrath: ★★★★★ "A flawless read... filled with angst, drama, twists, heartbreak, love, chemistry, entertainment... an all round fantastic second chance read." - Wendy's Book Blog ★★★★★ "Incredible, steamy, and downright delicious." -  Amazon reviewer

    And he looks good enough to eat, which is just one more reason to stay away from him. But I can’t resist.The sex is incredible (pretty sure we’ve shaken the house right off its foundation), but he can’t fool me—not this time. A degree in marketing and five years in advertising have taught me that “true love” is a fairy tale used to sell lipstick, diamonds, and perfume. It doesn’t exist.He thinks I’m wrong, and he wants to prove it.I think he’s crazy, so I dare him to try.It might be the biggest mistake of my life.

    

    I do not want to have a nude sleepover. I do not want to make you breakfast, lunch or dinner, no matter how many lap dances you promise to give me. I do not need you to serenade me through the walls at 1am. And no, I have no interest in letting you take me on a date. Sincerely, Magnolia Allen P.S. And no, I do not want to know how many accents you can growl in during intimate moments. How is that even a thing? P. P. S. Also, you will never find me standing naked in your living room ever again, so please stop leaving lingerie packages on my welcome mat.

     After waiting more than twenty-one years to find the right person to do the deed, she’s sure her sexy professor is the one. Professor Jem Nichols is a rising star in New York’s art world. He’s gorgeous and a grown-up and ... totally out of her league. She has to find a way to get him to notice her. Then one day he asks her to stay after class. And things begin to percolate. The professor has a lot on his plate preparing for a major art exhibition and he should not allow himself to fall for the virgin student who has captivated his imagination. But as much as he tries to resist the intoxicating and inexperienced Ms. Slade, he cannot say goodbye at the end of the semester. He's painfully aware of the university rules, and touching her could be his undoing, but something about her makes him want to break the rules. He has to find a way to protect her. He refuses to hastily take her virtue. Instead, he insists on taking her on a journey and teaching her the most important lessons of lovemaking. By the time they're done, he'll know every inch of her flesh. But with the pressure of his gallery opening happening the same night she's due to lose her virginity, will he be the one to take her all the way? If you love student-teacher romances you will love the heat between Ms. Amanda Slade and Professor Jem Nichols. But you must be 18 or over because this book is very steamy.

    Not with her. She deserves better than what I can offer her. So I drown myself in women and booze, certain I’m doing the right thing, keeping her at a distance.Or so I thought.When Lacey tells me about the internship she’s scored with a hotshot criminal attorney, I’m happy for her. This could make her career. If anyone deserves success, it’s her.Then I learn who her new ‘mentor’ is.My father.Now, the secrets I’ve been keeping may cost me the very friendship I’ve been trying to protect.

    Scott. Wildlife conservationist Jade Sinclair isn’t used to having money. But when she and her siblings learned they were part of the mega-rich Sinclair dynasty, they became billionaires overnight. Jade doesn’t even know how to act rich, especially when she’s dealing with an arrogant, privileged, unreasonably sexy snob like Eli Stone.Unlike Jade, Eli grew up rich, and he just keeps getting richer. Eli is always looking for an adventure, and he’s found an inviting one in Jade—as resistant as she is irresistible. His less-than-honorable plan? Get her alone in the wilderness by buying out all the spots in her survival class.Calling a truce, they strike a bargain: Jade will teach Eli basic survival skills, and he’ll teach her how to navigate the world of the wealthy elite. Jade has only one condition—she will not let herself be seduced by him. But some things are easier said than done…

    Cancer sucks. Especially when it takes a young life. Like the life of my five year old son. You want to know what I have to say about that? Nothing. Absolutely nothing because I don’t have the drive anymore. There’s nothing left in me except emptiness. That much is obvious. I’ve lost my car, my career, and my apartment. At least I have my brother. Actually, I just have a place to stay because of my rich, single brother. I’m struggling to find purpose again. After what life’s shown me it can do to a person, I really don’t care if I’m breathing anymore. I am, but barely. Then Jett Voss showed up and it’s like he’s an oxygen mask I don’t need or want. She’s got no cares left in the world and I’m determined to resuscitate her heart. It was a one-night stand that connected us. She only had one want that night, and I took care of it. I’m not stopping there though. I may have not known her before her heartbreak, but I know there’s life inside of her still. I will find it. That means I need to stick around town for a while. I guess I don’t have many other options. I’ve just been forced to run a company I never wanted and I’m a little bitter about it. The circumstances of why this fell into my lap makes it the hardest. Death is a cruel reality. My bike shop, occasionally the open road, not answering to anyone... this is the life I was living and wanted. It’s insane what one look, one night, one person can change in you. *** Don't miss out on this heartwarming story of love, life, and learning to live with the hand you've been dealt. *18+

    My fake fiancé turned almost fake husband.Before this mess, he was just a guy that I casually hated. Zach is the typical rich dude who is so clueless about people’s feelings that I wonder how no one has slapped him across the face yet. That gorgeous face. But his stone-cold heart also made him the most eligible candidate for this drama. The plan was simple. Say my fake vows. Fulfill my dad’s dying wish.Meanwhile, Zach gets his inheritance and tosses me some cash.We’ve gone to great lengths to orchestrate this. So why am I secretly wishing that he’s in love with me when he says, “I do?” And more importantly, am I in love with him too?Enjoy Clara and Zach's adorable love story and HEA! All the books in this series can be read in any order!