This doesn't end well. And it's going to get much worse before it ever gets better.Cole:I push her buttons. I want to push them in the good way. Dirty, up-against-the-wall, my-hand-in-her-pants kind of way.But that’s not possible, because I’m dark and she’s light, and we both know it.So I push her buttons in the bad way, making her hate me. Hailey:If a genie granted me three wishes, I’d ask for Cole Parker to never look at me again, that I’d forget the dark promise in his eyes, and that just once, before he vanished from my life completely, that he’d push me up against a wall and fuck me.Then I’d go wash my mouth out with soap.

    She’s un-touched and my assistant. I’m Dagger Braun though. I’m used to getting what I want. Even if it means risking it all to make her mine. Who would have thought an ex-SEAL like me would open a yoga studio? Before I can offer classes, I need a talented instructor who can follow my lead. No attachments. Just someone who is professional. That was until Whitney walked into my studio... She was smart, funny and gorgeous – a combination that will tempt any man. The throbbing in my pants proves I'm no exception to that temptation. Those innocent eyes and plump lips could be my undoing. Each time I see her, all I want is for her to submit to me…mind, body, and soul. You know what, maybe she's the one? The one I don't want to share and ever let go of. But a dangerous, unsettled score from my past could ruin our only chance at real love. Despite all odds, I am determined to make her mine! ***Body Talk is a full length, stand-alone romance with a guaranteed HEA. No cheating and no cliffhangers.***

    One rule keeps us from destroying each other: Share everything. So when little miss curves and confidence swings her hips into our lives... Well. The rule can't change. I already said it. We share everything. That includes Marina. Even if we help her--the only kind of help two hitmen can offer--we can't let her live. No risks. No mistakes. We want to taste and touch and suffocate on this woman. But our desires don't matter. This ends with her in a cold grave. Author's Note-- Cliffhanger ahead! Book 2 will be released this November. This is NOT a Love Triangle. Contains explicit, erotic scenes and themes of violence/mature situations. The first book in the Beyond Blood Series Approximately 200 pages

    She needs way more than eye contact and a smile across a crowded subway station. An instant connection sizzled between them and now Lori, who’s never believed in love at first sight, is its helpless victim.When Lori goes to her best friend’s cabin for the weekend to spend time with Marie, her new husband and his brothers, she’s surprised to wind up face-to-face with her fantasy stranger. He clearly wants to act on the incredible attraction between them. The heat builds and they wind up in the hot tub, totally caught up in their passion.They are interrupted – by one of his brothers – and Lori soon finds herself in the middle of two sexy, handsome men, both bringing her to ecstatic heights. She didn’t think things could get any better, until another interruption – by yet another brother – has her blushing with embarrassment, as well as passion.Now Lori is experiencing her wildest fantasy yet, three ultra-sexy men at the same time. But she wants more than an erotic dream brought to life. Because she’s in love. But can her sexy stranger return her love?Note: This red-hot short story has steamy sex, including ménage a trois, foursomes, and group sex. Consider yourself warned!

    Zavarelli and Natasha Knight!I was born with noble blood in my veins. Heir to a powerful dynasty. Wealth. Power. Aristocracy. Temptations too dangerous to resist. Until someone tried to steal it all.Scarred and broken, I emerged from the flames. Now I’ve returned to take what’s mine. Revenge.The first item on my agenda? Make Ivy Moreno my wife. Second?Bend her until she breaks.

    My sister’s best friend wants her too. She hates me. Too bad she's stuck with me. Because a fake marriage is our only chance at a real family. They say I'm a playboy. Having billions makes it easy. I can get any woman I want, except the one who really matters. Avery - my little sister's best friend. Years ago, she begged me to take her. I gave it to her, then left town. Now I'm back and she's not having any of my sweet-talk. My sister died and left behind her baby girl. Avery wants to fight me for her. But she's got no money. And I've got a bad reputation. The only way to make this work is to work together. We’ll say our fake vows. Play happy-family. Share the same bed like eager newly-weds. I won’t take no for an answer. Because this time, I’m not letting her go. She has no idea. Our happily-ever-after will be very, very real.

    Dance is in my blood.It’s what keeps me sane, out of trouble. It used to keep them out of trouble too. A group of boys I grew up with.Xeno, York, Zayn and Dax.We were a crew once and we ruled the clubs.Separate we were insanely good, together we were unbeatable. F*&ing on fire. I was their girl and they were my Breakers.Until they did something they promised they never would; break my heart.We were sixteen when they left me.You see, for kids like us, dance was all we had.Growing up in a rundown housing estate in London with no prospects can make you view the world differently.It can make you choose the wrong path.I chose dance, and they chose crime.Three years later I’ve won a scholarship to Stardom Academy. I try to forget my past.But how can I do that when the four boys who hurt me are back?And this time they won’t walk away even when I ask them too.Freestyle is book one of this new gritty, contemporary reverse harem academy trilogy for 17+ readers and deals with adult themes and some subjects you may find upsetting. If you love dance, your men on the criminal side, alpha hot holes and the enemies-to-lovers trope, this is for you. Contains foul language and sexual scenes.

    Who hires a virtual stranger out of a New York City coffee shop to care for their adorable grandson? Apparently Claudia Renaldi does.Widower Matteo Renaldi isn't pleased that his mother found a replacement nanny so soon after he fired the last one. Yet little Matty takes to Paige like no other nanny before. And Matteo can't deny he's quite taken with her as well. She's beautiful, sweet, and far, "far" too young for him.There's something about the gorgeously sexy Matteo that fills Paige with longing to break through his wall of formality and touch his softer side. But no one knows better than she that crushing on her boss is one thing. Acting on those feelings is forbidden. Foolish.InevitableWarning: Sexy, grumpy Italian hero who is determined to keep his walls up. No matter how much his son's sweetly beautiful nanny drives him to distraction

    Mine. If I were a better man, I would've just let her go. But I'm not. I'm a cruel bastard. I ruthlessly claimed her virtue for my own.It should have been enough. But it wasn't. I needed more. Craved it. She became my obsession. Her sweetness and purity taunted my dark soul. The need to possess her nearly drove me mad. A Russian arms dealer had no business pursuing a naive librarian student. She didn't belong in my world. I would bring her only pain. But it was too late…She was mine and I was keeping her.

    Good, old-fashioned, heart-thumping, panty melting, lady boner smut. There’s a fancy box on my desk filled with letters from readers, eager to share their sinful escapades like the character in my first book! Each of the naughty writings in my fancy box is a tale worth telling, so I started weaving stories around the titillating confessions. Even though names have been changed to protect the innocent, these are the stories as presented to me along with some wicked embellishments. CONTROL is the sexy, dirty love story of Adam and Emily. For this hot couple, a mutual attraction led to her awakening and the fulfillment of all his alpha dreams.

    Accidentally selling him your v-card in an exclusive, illicit online auction? Yeah, not so normal. I’ve had a crush on Marshall Bane – “Mr. B” – since I first knew what a crush was. I mean, the man checks every single box: gorgeous, dominant, richer than sin, and built like a Greek god. …He also happens to be my best friend’s dad. When dire financial straits force me to put my v-card up for auction at an exclusive club, I know it’s a terrible idea. But, I’m out of options, and a million dollars is a million dollars, right? Except, my mysterious auction winner? Marshall Bane. Totally beautiful, totally forbidden, totally more than twice my age, totally-has-had-me-twisted-up-tangled-up-and-aching-for-him for years Marshall Bane. This is forbidden. It’s inappropriate. It’s damn-near breaking the law. Selling my v-card to my best friend’s dad is so wrong. But you know what’s worse? …Being this excited for him to collect. Love your romance with a healthy dose of off-limits, forbidden, and wrong in the right kind of way? Well buckle up and hang on tight, because we’re about to go for one wild ride. Hot as sin and sweet as, well, pie ;). As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and HEA guaranteed.