His spell isn't able to be escaped so easily. Money Malaya Richardson is able to attest to the fact. “Love, this is a custom Chanel piece. You don’t wear custom Chanel to three-star restaurants. The earrings alone were $2,500. It’s niggas in here wishing upon a star for that $2,500 to fall out of the sky right now and would do just about anything to get it. Here you are, ready to – unknowingly – hand it to them.” Prophet shoved his hands into both of his pockets to keep himself in line. Tittering, he leaned in, again, and asked, “Money, you trying to get me sent back upstate from bodying one of ‘em about you?” “Please,” she sneered. “You’re killing me, Money. I’m standing on half-buffed floors in front of people who don’t deserve either of our presence and you’re as dazzling as I imagined. Walking out of that door will be harder than the two years I just did. However, your comfort will always be the mission and Money will always be the motto.” Reaching his full potential in height, Prophet buttoned the single button that he’d undone upon reaching Money.

    

    Besides the disappearing act of her ex, she had succumbed to the effects of a fatal car accident that left her father lifeless and her mother immobile. Placing her dreams of college and becoming a renowned accountant on the back burner, Brix was forced to up her grind in order to aid both she and her mother’s necessities. A handsome and charismatic, Shemel “Young Mel” Wright, stumbles across the beautiful Brix and is taken aback. Just as he’s impressed with her hustle and swift tongue, she is intrigued by his appearance and catchy lyrics. Like a fresh fire set ablaze, the young couple captures one another’s heart simultaneously. Just as always, the affairs begin kosher. However, Mel finds himself at a crossroad. The pressure of leaving the game behind to pursue his career as a rapper weighs heavy on his shoulders. Mel soon comes to the conclusion that the decision isn’t as easy as supplying a few bricks or jotting the lyrics to his next hit. Along with his family, he is under the scrutiny of his girl, Brix. Once soft-spoken, the now fierce young woman isn’t up for the heartbreak that his evolving rap career will bring. In She Used to Be The Sweetest Girl, discover if Brix is able to grow a tougher layer of skin and stick by her man as he makes the most crucial decision of his life; or will Mel’s addiction to the fast life cause the pretentious relationship to crash and burn before a decision is even made?

     Harmony used to love love. She loved the idea of being in love. As a result, Valentine’s Day was her favorite holiday…was. Now, she hated the very thought of it. Cody had ruined it for her and any chance of her ever falling in love again. He ruined it so much that when she met Dallas, she didn’t trust him to lead her to fall in love with love again. On Valentine's Day, Dallas experienced the biggest loss of his life. He ignorantly assumed that life couldn’t get any worse. Yet, as they say, if you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans. God must have been cracking up at Dallas’ plans because Dallas soon found himself completely lost for a year… until he met Harmony. She was perfect, yet Dallas was beyond flawed and at the lowest part of his life. He should have been honest with her when he’d first met her. Instead, he only proved to her that men couldn’t be trusted. Meanwhile, Caine, Dallas’ best friend, plays a big role in how Dallas’ life constantly finds misfortune. Unfortunately, Dallas will not see that his right-hand man is the problem until it is too late. Jocelyn, Caine’s wife, is losing at love, while Harmony thinks she is winning. All of Caine’s indiscretions are finally revealed, and Jocelyn is forced to choose whether she will continue to turn the other cheek for the sake of having everything she always wanted. Harmony and Dallas fell into each other’s lives when they needed each other the most. Yet, heartbreak and insecurities lead their union on a rocky path that their love may not survive, all while Dallas falls into a career that he never saw coming. Join these four on a sexy, yet chaotic, path to love. Will Harmony and Dallas survive their insecurities in order to heal one another? Will Jocelyn be strong enough to walk away from the man that is destroying her? Will the three of them survive Caine’s maliciousness in order to live happily ever after? Find out in this erotic, entertaining standalone by Jessica N. Watkins!

    One genius idea. Zero interest in a relationship. The plan is simple: a brand new, hot, preferably funny, definitely single male will fill one of those seats for every Bears game at Soldier Field. And I’ll fill the other. I can’t think of a better way to use the season passes I’d bought for my ex-husband. I am a woman of plans, and this one’s foolproof. Until Zach Bowen offers to be my practice round. He’s infuriating. Presumptuous and overbearing. And absolutely, undeniably gorgeous. Any woman with a heartbeat would be attracted to him, and mine picks up speed every time he speaks. But as I said, I’m a woman of plans — and I’m not backing down on this one. One night. One game. And then, his time’s up. He can try to change the rules, but here’s the truth: he can’t win if he’s playing the wrong game. The Wrong Game is a stand-alone, angsty, enemies-to-lovers sports romance.

    This week only.No emotions. No attachments.No expectations.Just sex. Nothing more.Nothing less.Never again. And no one could find out. Those were the rules that Kayadah Kookman and Jonel Jacobs decided on when a vacation fling was put on the table. A fling neither one of them saw coming. But a wild night left them both throwing caution to the wind and bending the rules.Find out which ones were broken.

    Diamond princess. Prey. Since I can remember, I’ve been a pawn in someone’s game.Danger was looming but never enough to harm me. Until now. Then he came along. My new bodyguard. The only person who saw past my edges. Meanwhile, I was rooted deep in a web of deception, trying to save myself.He was supposed to protect me and keep me from harm's way. Just like everyone else, he wanted to break me. Now we’ve both been thrown into a game neither one of us wanted to play. I was taught to be unbreakable like a diamond. I was a diamond, and diamonds don't break.

    Either become her snarky sister’s nanny, or move halfway across the country to work as assistant-to-the-stylist of a country music star. Neither job sounds ideal, although bedazzling cowboy boots may be a hell of a lot more interesting than ironing her brother-in-law’s underwear. But life on the road as the errand coffee girl for a sold-out tour leaves much to be desired. That is, until Kiki meets her sinfully sexy new boss’s boss…Tatum Reed’s career is flying high. He’s up for country music’s Entertainer of the Year and he’s headed out on a nationwide sold-out tour. So why does he feel like it’s all about to implode? His superstar ex-girlfriend seems determined to make his life difficult, his opening act is a handful, and the new girl on his tour, the feisty brunette, is quickly getting under his skin. In this crazy world of showbusiness Tatum needs to learn who he can trust, but that doesn’t come easily, because the one person who holds all the cards may just throw them down and walk away. Life in the public eye is never all it’s cracked up to be, which has both Kiki and Tatum questioning what they’re really doing with their careers, and their hearts.

    Not to mention, he’s completely confident in all that he does. Especially with those fingers and I can’t deny that it’s such a turn-on.Micah is the last thing I expect to find wandering around my brother’s beach house, naked, only wearing an acoustic guitar, but he’s the first thing that has ever had me craving for just one ‘anything goes’ night.My plan was to come to visit my brother for the summer and hopefully find a little inspiration for my book at my brother’s bar on the beach. A little inspiration is more than what I get slapped with. Talk about wanting to make love to a voice. I never knew exactly what that meant until I heard Micah playing at Vortex, but now just the thought of anything that has to do with that man’s tongue, leaves my whole body vibrating with a hunger I’m not sure I can fight.Just one taste. One night. No strings.I’m a liar if I said I thought that would be possible because if I thought his guitar playing abilities were hot, seeing him in charge, demanding orders at Vortex has me completely coming undone and about ready to fall at his feet and give him anything he desires, despite the fact that my brother warned us to stay away from each other. He’s a master at getting whatever he wants with little or no effort at all and I can’t help but to hope he wants me.Micah is cocky with a body that screams trouble with every rock-hard muscle. He’s wrong in every way and…I’m completely strung.

    I know it sounds crazy, and daredevil tendencies aside, I definitely went too far to get his attention. But you haven’t seen him.Colton Wolfe. My boss.Tall, dark, and handsome, with the sexiest British accent I’ve ever heard. His only flaw? That he’s completely oblivious to what’s been right in front of him all along.Me.Well, he was until a few minutes ago.Remember those good old days? Before I got caught making "nice" with the copy machine, and before I was totally getting fired?But wait. Maybe I’m not.If I can take on the biggest dare of all. Making Colton Wolfe fall in love with me. The Dare is a full-length romance with a HEA and no cliffhanger.

    Now I have to.In order to save my skin at the office, I'm forced to sell it at an exclusive and illegal blindfold club. He paid thousands of dollars for one night to own me, but when my blindfold comes off, I want more. More nights, more rules, and more from this unavailable and uncompromising man.Rule number one, no questions. Rule number two, no lies. But, rule number three? That's the hardest one to obey.

    And the answer is usually some bubbly, lovey dovey tale of being struck in the bum by Cupid’s arrow.My meet cute (well not so meet cute) is slightly different. I was trolling a wealthy neighborhood in Beverly Hills, searching for someone to take me as their bride, you know, to make my arch nemesis jealous who consequently just fired me.He was stomping around the block like some sort of gorgeous ogre, mumbling about a business deal gone wrong and attempting to finagle his way out of it.And that’s when we bumped into each other.There were no sparks.Not even a hint of blossoming love.But next thing I knew, I was scarfing down free chips and guac, listening to this man lay out all of his problems which led to his big ask . . . he wanted me to be his Vivian Ward, you know, from Pretty Woman--minus the frisky behavior.We’re talking about living in a mansion, intimate double dates, and pretending we were head over heels in love . . . and engaged. Can you imagine?The absolute audacity.But people do crazy things when they’re desperate. And I reeked of desperation. So, I struck up a deal.My one big mistake, though . . . big . . . HUGE? I accidentally fell for the incomparable Huxley Cane.

    

    I knew you’d open this email faster if I tempted you with a glimpse of JT's “PP”. Well, put your pants back on and grab some bubbly because I have much better news to share.I GOT A JOB!As of tomorrow, I’ll be the new executive assistant at Lorena Lefray Designs. I am SO excited, but there’s one itty bitty problem: I won’t be Lorena’s assistant. I’ll be working for her older brother, Julian.I know what you're thinking- "But Jo, what’s the problem?"Google him. Now. He’s the man in the fitted navy suit whose face reminds you that there’s hope yet for this cruel, ugly world. Keep scrolling…Do you see those dimples? Yup. That’s the Julian Lefray I will be reporting to tomorrow morning.Lord, help us all...XO,Jo

    They’re the kind you put in work for. Except that one about getting Kammal in her bed…