I'm not making that mistake twice. Leah is my best friend's cousin -- the girl I wanted from the moment I met her. But we were in high school and she wasn't the kind of girl you f* and dump. I knew that an amazing girl like her deserved more than I could give her, then. So I did the only thing I could do: I stayed away. But now I'm back and I'm going to claim her luscious curves. Forever. She's had a string of bad luck and is lost. She deserves the world and I will give her exactly that. If anyone -- especially her sleazy boss -- thinks they're going to come between her and me, they've got another thing coming. And they're going to need stitches. Claiming Her Curves is a short and sizzling second-chance instalove romance, perfect for a pick-me-up during your day or just before bed. Guaranteed sweetness and HEA, no cheating, no past relationship drama -- just one hot alpha and a curvy heroine discovering their perfect match and starting a sizzling future together.

    He’s huge, intimidating and doesn’t have a lot to say. Until he meets Birdie. Now he can’t seem to stop talking, if only so she’ll say more. And stay a little bit longer. To be fair, she doesn’t really have a choice, since they just got locked in the basement together at a frat party…

    Seriously, how is this my life?Now because of some PR nightmare he’s in, Abbott and I are stuck going on a date of convenience. Because who doesn’t want to root for the hot jock and the awkward chubby girl? My boss is so angry she’s threatening to actually chew celery instead of simply drinking it, and I’m convinced there is not enough coffee in the world to make Mr. Grumpy Pants smile. But something suspicious and confusing happens on our date...we have fun. And we kiss. A lot. That brogue of his talks me right out of my knickers, so do I believe him when he says this is real? Or is this all one big publicity stunt? ★ ★ ★ ★ ★Pine-ing for the perfect holiday romance? It’s love at frost sight with The 12 Days of Kissmas! A dozen standalone holiday novellas so steamy they’re sure to melt that winter chill. From dashing doctors to dirty-talking mountain men, staying off the naughty list just got a whole lot harder.Lumber Snack by Mae Harden Stuck at Christmas by Georgia Coffman A Christmas Tart by Lola West Merry Christ-Mess by Dee Ellis A Very Pierced Christmas by Ember Davis Delay of Game by Evie Graham Hot Mess Christmas Express by Claire HastingsSecrets and Mistletoe by Julia Jarrett Off the Market at Christmas by Chelle Sloan Bachelor #10 by Kat Baxter Under the Thistle-toe by Mindy McKinleyMust Have Been the Mistletoe by M.L. Broome

    

    Sure, he's a gorgeous, perfect specimen of the human race, but I can't bring myself to hit on a total stranger. However, my best friend-slash-colleague Vince Carson thinks I should do more than talk to the guy. In fact, he's borderline obsessive about "getting me laid." (His words.) But the more time we spend together, the more it's clear: The one I'm falling for is Vince. Vince: Jackie Butler's got it bad for some pompous, over-pumped A-hole who struts his stuff past her window. That doesn't bother me. I know she deserves nice things. What does bother me is that she friend-zoned me big-time last year, so I can't ask her out myself. But what if I set her up with Mr. Steroids? Then, when he breaks her heart, I can swoop in and save her like the nice guy I am. Everything's going according to plan . . . until we share a ridiculously epic kiss. And suddenly anything is possible.

    You smile, say hello. Should be simple, if you’re anyone but me. The first time I met Dylan Reed, I found myself making eye contact with a different part of his body. You see, I’m very good at being shy, not to mention extremely well-versed in rambling nonsense and, unfortunately, rather highly skilled at making a fool of myself in front of a guy I’m attracted to. At the time, I knew nothing about him and thought none of what I said would matter since I’d never speak to him again. Turns out, I was very wrong. He was the star wide receiver of the football team, one of the few players expected to make it into the NFL, and I ended up seeing him all over campus. I might have also propositioned him, run away from him, attacked him with a cooking utensil…and…uh, maybe I shouldn’t tell you all of it. It’s pretty normal stuff, things you’d expect…from me. Eventually, the time came when I couldn’t hide anymore—not that he’d have let me even if I tried. Before now, he never knew I was secretly watching him. Now that we see each other every day, he knows when I have a hard time looking away. It doesn’t help that I’m not the most subtle person in the world either. He smiles at me and tells me he finds me fascinating because of my quirks. I can’t even tell him that I think my heart beats differently whenever he’s around. He thinks we’re going to be best friends. I think I have a big thing for him, and the more I get to know him, the more I don’t care that I’m not allowed to be his friend, let alone fall for him. The thing is, that’s exactly what I’m doing—what we’re doing, I think. Falling. Hard.

    Ever. He’s also my new roommate. In the past few days, I became jobless, homeless, and boyfriendless. So, I did what any 28-year-old woman with her life together would do: I ran. Far, far away from my life in New York and straight to my big brother’s house in Atlanta. Only, it turns out that my brother is away on a business trip. And, he failed to tell me that a full-on, godlike hottie—who happens to be a premier house flipper—has taken up residence in the spare bedroom while his enormous new house is being renovated. There’s a million reasons why I shouldn’t fall for Conor. But our chemistry is undeniable. Which means I have a teeny, tiny situation on my hands… The Roommate Situation is a laugh-out-loud funny, swoony, closed door romantic comedy. Expect some mild language and suggestive jokes alongside sizzling hot chemistry and tension you could cut with a knife—all without the explicit scenes.

    who sets my blood on fire.When my twin brother defects from Moscow to play hockey in America, a merciless gang sets their sights on me as part of an extortion plot.The leader of a rival operation offers to keep me safe…for a price. In exchange for their protection, he wants my body. And as badly as I want to say no, body over life seems like a better deal.But as I slip deeper into his world, he demands more from me. Now he wants the only thing I'm unwilling to give him.My heart.SAINTS is the heart-stopping first novel in USA TODAY Bestselling Author Sophia Henry's sizzling Saints and Sinners suspense series.

    I never let emotion get in the way of a good deal. So what do you think my business mentor would make of the following situation? I’m about to close a huge deal. The documents are drawn up. The price is set. The seller is itching to sign on the dotted line. The only obstacle? His sweet, delicious, delectable, young virgin daughter is assisting me with the details, and all I can think about is taking her right here on my desk. It goes against all my rules, all my better judgments. It will completely blow the deal. But this girl is keeping me up at night. I picture myself lifting her up on the desk and devouring her. Her perfect pencil skirt, cut professionally just above the knee. Her business appropriate white silk blouse. Her tidy, tied back golden hair. I just want to mess up her entire prim and proper persona. I want to ravish her, rip off her expensive clothes, and leave her panting and quivering in my arms. Business is all about maintaining control. But love is about losing it. And with Anna Cook, I’m about to throw all my rules out the window. This exciting and steamy contemporary billionaire standalone novel with a guaranteed HEA will keep you turning the pages! Includes another exclusive bonus story only availale through this book.

    She’s upside down and trying to untangle herself from my chair at a wedding.I get to see a whole lot more of her later that night.The second time I meet Madison Shore is in my London office. Turns out she’s a journalist writing an article about me.To keep control of my company, I need to convince people I’m more serious about business than my playboy reputation suggests. Madison holds my future in her hands.Now I just need to convince the woman I took to bed on Saturday night that I'm not the player everyone thinks I am.

     When AJ Adams is coerced into tutoring Brock Larson, she can’t help but wonder what she’s done to deserve such an epic punishment. He’s the very definition of an All-American good boy—and a total kiss ass. He’s the perfect son, the perfect student, and according to rumor, by far the best golfer the university has ever seen. Puh-lease. If he’s so perfect, why does he need tutoring? With his British Literature grade circling the drain, Brock knows he needs help. But when he meets his tutor, he can’t believe his friggin’ luck. Abby Jane no longer resembles the childhood best friend he used to play hide and seek with. No, she’s all attitude and pink hair and tattoos. Oh, and she hates him, so that’s a plus. Brock and AJ couldn’t clash more and antagonizing one another is just too easy. But, as they spend more time together, the lines begin to blur, leading them to realize they have more in common than what meets the eye. Hate. Lust. Love. They all look the same when you’re in denial, and everyone knows you can’t control your rebel heart.

     They call me ‘The Damage’ because I crush it on the field and off. I’m all about the offensive penetration. No one knows the game as well as I do. It doesn’t hurt I’ve got a goal post in my pants. But the moment I see Indiana’s smoky eyes and tight end, I know I’m in trouble. No one has a college record that clean, which means she’s either hiding something or running from something, and I intend to get the bottom of all her dirty little secrets. Even if I have to tease it out of those sweet curves. Even if she’s playing hard to get. Because I can go the distance. Because I always score. Because I’m in this for the long game. Small on sports, big on steam, Long Game is a full-length bad boy romance with a happily ever after and no cheating. Includes bonus books and exclusive bonus scene for a limited time.

    While the world knows him as Aeneas, the star of the biggest show on TV, Gods of the Gates, he's known to fanfiction readers as Book!AeneasWouldNever, an anonymous and popular poster.  Marcus is able to get out his own frustrations with his character through his stories, especially the ones that feature the internet’s favorite couple to ship, Aeneas and Lavinia. But if anyone ever found out about his online persona, he’d be fired. Immediately.April Whittier has secrets of her own. A hardcore Lavinia fan, she’s hidden her fanfiction and cosplay hobby from her “real life” for years—but not anymore. When she decides to post her latest Lavinia creation on Twitter, her photo goes viral. Trolls and supporters alike are commenting on her plus-size take, but when Marcus, one half of her OTP, sees her pic and asks her out on a date to spite her critics, she realizes life is really stranger than fanfiction.Even though their first date is a disaster, Marcus quickly realizes that he wants much more from April than a one-time publicity stunt. And when he discovers she’s actually Unapologetic Lavinia Stan, his closest fandom friend, he has one more huge secret to hide from her.With love and Marcus’s career on the line, can the two of them stop hiding once and for all, or will a match made in fandom end up prematurely cancelled?

    She wants me to do things with her…in the bedroom. The things she wants to do, wouldn’t be a part of our usual hangout, where we play video games, or stuff our mouths with extra cheesy pizza. This is different. She wants me to teach her how to be on top, so she can hook up with a guy she’s always wanted to date. Of course, I’m going to help my adorable, nerdy best friend Julia. I’m the best man for the job, and she trusts me with her life. Not only that, but I’ve been with plenty of women—enough to know how to show her the ropes. Showing her what to do shouldn’t change anything between us…at least that’s what I think, until I realize that once she gets the hang of this, she’ll be on top of another guy.

    Looks like millions. Worth billions. A body like the David with a mind to match. Unfortunately for this wayward heir, to keep his money, he needs a wife. And of all the women in the world, he chooses me. Too bad I’ve hated him for five years, since he took all my tears and tossed me away. The guy slept his way through half of New England and discarded women like hotel toiletries. Been there. Done that. Still...what would you do for twenty million dollars? Would you wear the dress? Fake a smile for the man who broke your heart? Or would you run far, far away? Yeah, that’s what I thought. I’ll see you at the church.