Nature was my domain. Where I preferred to be. Hiking trails. Guiding people through the tangle of scrub. But then I got the rescue call – a chick with a twisted ankle stuck on a hill. Typical city girls. Clueless. Only, when I found Fiona, I didn’t anticipate that she’d be so… smoking hot. Fawn-like eyes. Redheaded bob. Curvy figure… Hmm, my carnal desire went into overload. I helped her back to my cabin. But that was a mistake. My “mountain man” urges couldn’t be resisted. And the way she looked at me was far from innocent. So, we made love... all night long. After that, I never expected to see her again... Until she showed up at my house and uttered two words that changed everything: “I’m pregnant.” Fiona wasn’t just a mere rescue anymore. She was the mother of my baby. And that meant she was mine. But neither of us were prepared for what happened next…

    I'm supposed to be promoted to the vice president of T-House. But when Tatiana calls me in and tells me she will give me the job on the condition that I work under some strict man named Declan for the next three months, my dreams are shattered.When entering Eastwood, Declan has already started making his orders. I so badly want to tell him where to get off, but I can't leave; not until my three months are up...DeclanWhen Tatiana asked me take in her best employee under my possessive wing for the next three months, I'm not excited. The idea of babysitting a grown woman is not my idea of fun, but I owe Tatiana one.I wasn't excited when hearing Lana will be working under me, until she stepped into my office.From the moment I laid eyes on her, I knew I'd be the one working under her, on top of her, and all around her.There's just one problem. She's a stubborn woman, but that won't stop me from getting her to obey the boss's orders and fulfil the CEOs Desires.CEO's Desires is an over-the-top, high heat, insta-love romance with an alpha who's only mission is to keep his curvy beauty safe... and to make her his.All my romances are steamy, packed with sweetness, absolutely no cheating and a guaranteed HEA!

    She is my future.I defy my Prez and cradle her broken body, giving her sanctuary with the Midnight Saints even as everyone believes she is some Trojan horse.To me, no matter how much I try to distance my emotions from my chivalry to help with poor woman, she is a queen. A fighter. the most beautiful creature to ever cross my path.I will fight to keep her, and I will make sure the sorry excuse for a man who did this to her pays.

    After all, as the immortal illegitimate son of King Tut, I was truly a royal bastard. But I soon discovered I liked club life and was proud to watch my brothers’ backs, just as they watched mine.It was a good, simple, life. One I knew wouldn’t last, because it never does.It was a phone call from my blood brother in Australia that ended my peace this time. The country was burning with supernatural fires and he needed my affinity with the element to fight them. Things got complicated when I discovered the woman who started them — a rather alluring woman who awakened something deep inside me — was an innocent pawn in a much larger plan. A plan that would fall to me to find a way to stop before it destroyed everything I held dear.

    This girl’s going down with a fight.The drunk video that was made with me calling him out for being the villain he is went viral. I’m both impressed and appalled.He’s far too smooth for his own good, and way too hot for mine.All is fair in love and war until one night we both lay down our weapons and concede.For one night. Besides, one night of passion has never hurt anyone, right?From enemy to lover.But it’s all a little too fishy. Maybe I’m being juked too?An extravagant date? Check.Steaming-hot guy who might not be the jerk I thought he was? Check.Gorgeous ex-wife with a shiny new rock from him on her finger? Check and check.And all of that on Valentine’s Day.Like cupid got drunk and stumbled around laughing himself into a tizzy while he jacked up lives.Like mine. But it’s my fault. I never should have dropped the enemy defense.Unfortunately, I gave my heart to a guy who happens to be missing his.

    She was distracting me at work, demanding I tell her all about the sexy-as-sin head-chef I was working for. I sent her a message declaring he looked “gorgeous enough to lick from top to bottom.”Then I set my phone on the counter.Then my boss picked it up.Then he read the screen… and I knew I was screwed.It’s bad enough having a crush on your boss. What am I supposed to do with him flirting heavily with me as we squeeze together in a hot kitchen, spending hours side by side?Never sleep with your boss. It’s the main rule.What happens when we break it?