It was love at first sight.  A one night stand segues to a weekend of passion, leading to a lifetime of romance in Bittersweets - Terry and Alex.A Philadelphia lawyer, tired of making the same relationship mistakes, falls in love at last, and with the advice of her aging father, Harry, traverses the mysteries of romance and heartache.Bittersweets: Terry and Alex is the first stand alone in the saga, introducing you to Arvin and Tina, Brenda and Larry, Rick and Jason, Mrs. Dell, and the rest of the cast.

    Tattooed bartender Jack Jameson believes rules are made to be broken. After a passionate night of the hottest sex she’s ever had, she’s hooked on him like a drug. When a woman from his past arrives with a devastating secret, Ally is convinced that he lied to her. Can Jack persuade Ally to reconsider or will she walk away forever? This book is part of a series but can be read as a stand-alone. Warning: This book contains hot sex, drinking, addiction, graphic language, and tattooed alpha males in the setting of an underground heavy metal club.ISBN: 0989771415

    And he wore it all so well. From the moment his mesmerizing gaze met mine, I had no choice but surrender to everything he was. His power. His decadence. His passion. He was all I never knew I needed. He wanted to possess me, and I wanted to be his everything. All I had to do was accept what he offered. But everything has a price. The world he gave me fulfilled my wildest dreams, but would that be enough when the past crashed into the present?

    I went to Miami to discover myself; never in my wildest dreams, did I think home would become a three-letter word. VIP. I was the dream. I was the illusion. I was the fantasy. Until him… Everything went to hell in hand basket the moment we laid eyes on each other. I wanted him. He wanted me. Sebastian I have always been a man who made decisions based on other people’s feelings, wants, and desires. I was selfless. I never wanted to hurt anyone. Especially her. The moment I met her… I wanted her. I loved her. For the woman she was. For the woman she wanted to be. But most of all… For the woman she was, when she was with me. This isn’t a love story, but a story about love. Warning sex/drugs/language. Mature readers only.

    My teeth biting his neck. His scent on my skin. My nails carving a path down his back. His commands whispered in my ear. All of my senses filled with him. I knew it was bad. But I craved more. It had begun innocently enough, bumping into one another in a crowded Boston bar. What followed that night had been anything but innocent. Because I'd known, even as he'd slid inside of me, that he was my professor. I'd pursued him, a predator stalking its prey. And he didn't know I was his student. But he would. ***Author's note: This isn't a jail bait student/teacher novel with a butterflies-in-the-belly kind of romance. The characters portrayed in this novel are consenting adults with functioning brains. If curse words, sex, and hard ass college professors with secrets offend you, move right along.

    I love pu$$y. Effin’. Love. It. Call me shallow, call me a perv, call me a cocky bastard, but the reason I know there’s a heaven is because God made women. Because no matter who a woman is, a ball-buster in the courtroom or a flower child at an Avitt Brothers concert, I have the keys to their kingdom, and they all want it. Until Mariah Sanchez - aka Sparky She wants me. I can feel it. I can smell it. But for nine months, sixteen days, twelve hours and forty-seven minutes she’s had my “you know what” in irons. Worse, my mouth and my fingers, too. Locked up in an invisible prison of my own making. And because I’m a stupid idiot, the only person I can blame for my predicament is me. But that’s about to change…

    She has a near perfect husband, the perfect life, and she has it all in the palm of her hand. When her marriage falls into a romantic rut, Stephanie is skillfully swooned by a charming and intriguing stranger who looks to be the answer to all of her fantasies. A whirlwind and erotic affair quickly spirals out of control, and before long, Stephanie learns that things aren’t always as they appear, and people are rarely who they seem. One poor decision becomes the catalyst that rips her life apart, and Stephanie is left with nothing but the thirst for revenge against the man who viciously stole everything from her. The Suicide Princess is a sexually charged roller coaster ride where nothing is as it seems and everything is at stake!

    Monster, Traitor, and Avenger, available in one collection! My life was irrevocably changed that night. The night I was taken. I saved a man's life, but at what cost to myself? Can I convince him to save me in return? I hate him for what he's done to me. But the longer I'm trapped with him, the harder it is to cling to that hatred. He is an enigma of a man, one who is shockingly arrogant, sweetly contrite, and frighteningly aggressive by turns. And the pain in his eyes is a mirror for my own. The longer I remain in his grip, the more confused I become. Is my freedom worth betraying him? This collection includes all three original Impossible novellas: Monster, Traitor, and Avenger. Note: This series contains strong language and scorching sex scenes involving light BDSM.

    She’s also an intern in my office. The office of the Prime Minister of Canada.* That’s me. The PM. She calls me that because when she calls me Sir, I get hard and she gets flustered, and as long as she’s my intern, I can’t twist my hands in her strawberry-blonde hair and show her what else I’d like her to do with that pretty pink mouth.** Ellie: How much I like the PM varies on a daily basis. He’s intense, controlling, and a perfectionist in every way—and he demands the same of his staff. How much I want him never wavers. There’s something about him that tugs at me deep inside, and makes me wish that just once he’d cross the line in a late night work session. I’d take that secret to the grave if it meant I got a taste of the barely restrained beast inside him.*** . . . FOOTNOTES: * This is a fictional erotic romance. No prime ministers or interns were harmed in the making of this book. ** Except it’s a BDSM romance, so they were hurt a little. *** Spoiler alert: she gets more than a taste. And she likes it.

    Benjamin knows the girls like a man in uniform. But when he’s at the nightclub, Ben wants discretion. When a beautiful and curvy young woman comes to the club to watch the band, Benjamin only has eyes for her. Blog writer and introvert. Sarah agrees to take on a writing gig to review an up and coming band. Little does she know, it isn’t the band that makes an impact on her. She falls for the plain-clothes cop, and she falls hard.Welcome to San Francisco, home to the Boys In BlueBenjaminI love this town, and I love its people. The trouble with loving and being in love—well that’s a different story.I’m a police officer in the Golden City. I’m a person of flesh and blood and needs when I take off the uniform. I know sometimes it intimidates women. Sometimes they’re attracted, but never long enough to have a relationship.I wasn’t looking for love the night I went to the nightclub downtown to check out the new band. I didn’t intend anything out of the ordinary.That’s when I saw her. She wasn’t the typical club girl. She wasn’t interested in finding anyone special. When we met, for the first time in my life, I think San Francisco just got a whole lot more interesting.SarahThis isn’t my scene. I’m not interested in the hottest new band.But a girl has to eat and pay the rent. I’m a freelance writer and I only go to the club that night because the music blog paid for a story.I must endure; I must carry on, because I know in my heart things will change.I’m an introvert, and a realist, and the band isn’t terrible. I need a few words—enough to pay the bills until I hear back about my manuscript.I can’t get the feature story on the band. When I knew things were changing, I didn’t expect Benjamin. He’s a little older, he’s incredibly handsome. And for the first time in my life, I’m at a loss for words.A Steamy and Sweet short-story insta-love romance with an alpha police hero and younger curvy woman with an HEA. NO cliffhangers. NO cheating.

    Cilla Maddox—who in the years since their last meeting has turned sexy as hell. But she deserves more than a man hardened by long nights, dark roads, and too many faceless women.One night will change her world…Cilla Maddox not once imagined she’d see the bad boy of her dreams again. But then he’s sharing her air, her home, her bed. Though he claims he has no heart, she wants it to be hers. Can she convince him that the flames that leap between them might signify forever?

    I could get any woman I wanted, so why the hell would I need one to be given to me. She could always go to the club. I'm sure they'd be happy with a fresh face. I reached down and snatched up the wallet, curious as to what the spawn of Marty would look like. Emily My heart thudded in my chest. Marco Rossi had just been at my job and damn, he was gorgeous. Thick, wavy black hair, dark menacing gray eyes and a muscled body that was neatly packaged up in a tailor-made suit. Given to the Mob is a steamy alpha male insta-love story. Marco is hot and the sex is hotter. Intended for mature audiences only.

    Now he’s willing to break all the rules, offering sweet punishments and sweeter rewards. His sexual authority slowly strips away some of her precious control.But that’s the one thing Keira’s not ready to relinquish…Come Monday is the first book in New York Times bestselling author Mari Carr’s Wild Irish series.

    Two sexy, ruthless men...one innocent female caught in the middle. Prepared to spend the summer back at home, Julianna Oakley's plans take an unexpected turn for the worse. She's become Nick Palcini's ultimate obsession, and he will stop at nothing to have her.Dangerous and controlling, Nick has been setting the stage for a long time, and sparks fly when their separate worlds collide. But Nick didn't bank on one thing: Julianna's fiery, independent streak. She'll fight him at any cost. When Travis Jackson, Nick's right-hand man, lays his eyes on the prize, all Hell breaks loose. He should know Nick is playing for keeps, and while Julianna is fighting for her freedom, a lifetime full of secrets and twisted perceptions slowly unwind as Julianna gets caught in the fray.

    I’m dominating and possessive, and my control streak runs a mile wide. The way she looks at me—like I’m one of the heroes in the books she loves, like I’m broken, and she wants to be the one to piece me back together—it only complicates things further. I’m nobody’s hero. But there’s no denying my tragic past reads like one of her favorite literary classics. It’s raw. Visceral. Captivating. And together, we’re a perfect mess. How can I resist when the sexual sparks zapping between us set me on fire? The need to control, and claim her force my walls to come tumbling down, but when she learns about my dirty little secret, will my world come crashing down with it?