Even me. The package in my mail had no name, no address. Just some sexy lingerie, and a letter telling me that I was claimed. That I already belonged to him. I thought it was a mistake. No one would send something like that to a girl like me. The most exciting part of my day was getting to marathon a new show on Netflix. But the gifts kept coming. And the messages got more personal. He'd write things like, “Thinking about you drives me wild.” Or, “How will our lips feel when we finally kiss?” I won't lie, I was starting to fall for a stranger. Then he wanted to meet. He's gorgeous, charming, an actual damn billionaire. He's everything a girl could want. But he has a secret. What if he isn't a stranger at all? Standalone novel with a HEA, no cliffhangers here! Contains a bad boy billionaire with hot tattoos and one hell of a dirty mouth.

    Yet when she overhears his kinky, sensual escapades one evening, she finds herself as intrigued as she is horrified. Surely that’s not spanking she’s hearing? And are those whimpers from the woman in his bed caused by pleasure or pain? She tells herself she is not attracted to… whatever they are doing. But when she has an unfortunate run-in with Mr. 6F himself, the connection is electric. To her great consternation, she finds herself imagining what it would be like to be under his authority, or bound to his bed. Dominic thinks he’s tasted all the pleasures the lifestyle has to offer without the messy complications of an emotional connection or commitment… until he meets Heidi. The night she finally gets up the nerve to ask him to put her over his knee, he's more than happy to oblige. This sassy, adorable woman draws out of him a desire to protect and lead, awakened with growing fervor as he introduces her to the erotic, intoxicating world of Dominance and submission. But when Heidi and Dom are thrown together in an unlikely series of events that tie them together professionally, they must separate business from pleasure. Or will they?

    A rock musician by night and head of a billion dollar empire by day, Rafe could have any woman he wanted. But I was just the shy secretary he never noticed. For years I obsessed over him, until I finally realized I had to walk away. I needed to leave my secure life behind to discover who I really was.I never expected Rafe to follow me.Now I’m on the road with his band, Savage Kiss, and all my secret fantasies are coming true. But I fear I’ve made a huge mistake, because if I get any more attached to a man I can never truly have, my heart will be broken beyond all repair. First published as a six-part erotic serial, His to Claim is the intoxicating tale of a woman torn between a tattooed, bad boy rock musician and the life she's always know. Now available for the first time as a complete book, this edition features sizzling new bonus material.

    His company, Bruel Industries, owns a big chunk of New York City’s most sought-after real estate, and together Emily and Louis embody the perfect hot fairy tale couple for ten happy years of marriage.But when Louis mysteriously starts pushing Emily away, becoming distant and secretive, she is forced to search for the truth among the lies, scandal and heartbreak of his past that threaten to shatter her world. What she finds out will test the strength of her love and her vows to the man of her dreams.Can Emily and Louis rewind far enough back to a time when life was simpler and love was all they needed? Follow their story with the help of some of their favorite songs from the 80’s to discover just how deep and how far love will go.

    With her two best friends along for the ride and to help her find herself again, Sophie is not prepared for the enigmatic Clayton Sinclair. Clayton comes from another world of privilege that seems like a fantasy to Sophie. Can this man introduce her to the passion & seduction she never realized she was desperately searching for? Sophie quickly becomes ensnared in Clayton's seductive web until a shocking treachery makes her question her judgment and actions...

    When a school legend returns to coach her swim team, however, her composure waivers under his stern gaze. Coach Ford doesn’t lavish anyone at this school with the praise they are accustomed to, and Addie isn’t sure what to do other than work harder, and swim faster. If she could only manage to keep her head down and keep her wet and wild fantasies under control… The majority of this book is told through the eyes of the heroine, with occasional, brief glimpses from the hero’s perspective. The wonderful, steamy, funny, sweet, smutty payoff is worth every tear-stained page of teenage longing! Not ready to go back to school? This mean, bronzed god with the whistle says YES, YOU ARE! Intended for ages 18 and up for language and graphic sexual content.

    “I am going to make love to you now.” He says, “So if you want me to stop, tell me.” I shake my head frantically. If he stops at this point, I’ll probably die. Sophie Bennett has virtually no experience with men. Orphaned from birth, she’s gone from living with her reclusive spinster aunt, to a sheltered education in boarding school. So nothing prepares her for David Preston. The intensely attractive business-man is entirely out of her league. Can she handle such a dangerous man, or is she in over her head?

    He's spent the last five years proving his worth and repairing his family's reputation. But the rules he's had to live by are starting to chafe, especially when it comes to one particular employee. He doesn't believe in coincidence, but when Sara Charles shows up suddenly unemployed and asking him to agree to a month of indulging their most forbidden fantasies--there's no way he can refuse.When reality is better than his wildest dreams, will the CEO break all of his own rules to keep her?___________________________________________________The BachelorsWe know every debutante's mama wants a piece of their action, but if you could choose without repercussions, which of the Billionaire Bachelors would be your fantasy? The true hardcore cowboy who has enough land and employees to start his own country, but no dancing partner for his special kind of two-step? The musician with a royal pedigree, a wild streak and a vast fortune at his disposal, who's never been seen with the same woman twice? His best jet-setting buddy who can claim no less than five estates, four degrees and three charges of lewd public behavior on his record? Or the sweet-talking, picture-perfect tycoon-cum-philanthropist who used to be the baddest of the bunch but put those days behind him when he took over as CEO of his family's company? (Or did he?)Pick your fantasy lover--rocker, rancher, rebel or reformed rogue. Glass slipper shopping is a dangerous sport to be sure, especially with prey as slippery as these particular animals, but I'll still wish all my readers happy hunting.From Ms. Anonymous(RG Alexander, billionaire, cowboy, hot romance, summer read, steamy romance, multiple, bachelor, the Cowboy's Kink, the Playboy's Menage)

    But when I returned home, Jensen Wright crashed into my life with the confidence of a billionaire CEO and the sex appeal of a god. Even I couldn’t resist our charged chemistry, or the way he fit into my life like a missing puzzle piece.Too bad he’d forgotten the one thing that could destroy us.Because Jensen Wright doesn’t share. Not with anyone. And if his brother finds out, this could all go down in flames.When it all was said and done, was he the Wright brother?

    Nolan sees Chloe through a window of a bakery in downtown Manhattan. At first sight, something about her calls to a piece of him he thought was lost. Without thinking, he begins watching her, and when the moment presents itself, he strikes, claiming Chloe for himself. For a man who is used to getting what he wants Nolan wont let anyone or anything stand in his way.

     It was true that I had a lousy job. Not to mention a lousy apartment and too much responsibility, although it was a responsibility I wouldn’t have given up for the world. That still didn’t mean I needed rescuing, if that was what you’d call the situation I ended up in. And anyway, I knew that a multimillionaire Maori CEO with too many muscles, a tribal tattoo, and a take-no-prisoners attitude was way, way out of my league. So, no, I didn’t ask him to, but he rescued me anyway. Because Hemi was fierce. But you know what I found out? So was I. Note: This is the “book within a book” that Faith is writing in Just in Time: Escape to New Zealand. Hemi isn’t Will, but you may see some of Faith’s feelings about Will coming out...

     It got me fired, and then, it got me hired.The Worth brothers, each one more gorgeous than the last, need a nanny.And, they're willing to share... everything.I've always done -- and said -- exactly what I wanted.But even this is a surprise.And maybe it's my dream come true. The twins' are identical... in every way...Their brother's MMA build.The eldest won't take no for an answer,While the youngest is the sweetest lover.I couldn't give up a single one of them.But can they handle me?Without our fairy tale blowing up in our faces?This is a steamy standalone 50,000 word novel with a HEA, and no cheating!

     The way she walks. The way she looks at me. The way she says my name, especially when she says yes. Yes, Mr. Declan. I know better. I’m not just her boss, I’m the owner of the entire firm - and she’s just barely out of college and out at her first job. Sweet. Inexperienced. Innocent. I don’t just want Sloane. I want to own her, possess her, dominate her body and soul in every way I know how. Come hell or high water, I won’t stop until she’s mine. I’ve got a crush on my boss. I shouldn’t. I know. I should find someone my own age to date, but I can’t stop thinking about my dominant, commanding boss. Every time I walk into his office my knees turn to jelly. All I can think about is Mr. Declan bending me over his desk and taking me, making me his. I could get fired for this, but there’s something in the way he looks at me, something in the way he speaks to me, something about him that makes me want to beg him for more. Please, Mr. Declan. Please. Boss Me Dirty is a very dirty standalone romance with tons of steam, an obsessed, dominant, alpha hero, a happily-ever-after ending and NO cheating!

    But my hot bodyguard knows every little sweet thing my body needs this Christmas. It's Christmas eve, just another day for me. Staying home to unwrap presents in an empty home isn't my idea of fun. Hanging out with friends, making bad choices and losing my pesky V card seems like the better option. At least I won't be alone.Until he shows up.Captain Dyson is everything you imagine a former Marine to be. Sinfully gorgeous, intimidating AF, and deliciously hard all over. Just the kind of man you never want to tick off. Of course, it's my new favorite hobby when he thinks he'll be dragging me home for another empty Christmas with my scrooge father.But the arrogant Marine has no intentions of waiting for my permission. When a freak snowstorm lands us secluded and all alone, it’s just me, my handsome well-dressed bodyguard, a handful of those bad ideas I mentioned. And a whole lot of snow. It doesn't take me long to learn I like the way my guard uses his body to warm me up by the fire and chase away the wintery chills. Suddenly Christmas isn't looking so bad after all.You see, I've made a list and he's checking it twice. If I'm naughty he's promised I'll get every inch of my present.My bodyguard is about to find out his sweet Eve is more naughty than nice.

     I keep my two worlds separate. At work, I’m King of Wall Street. The heaviest hitters in Manhattan come to me to make money. They do whatever I say because I’m always right. I’m shrewd. Exacting. Some say ruthless. At home, I’m a single dad trying to keep his fourteen year old daughter a kid for as long as possible. If my daughter does what I say, somewhere there’s a snowball surviving in hell. And nothing I say is ever right. When Harper Jayne starts as a junior researcher at my firm, the barriers between my worlds begin to dissolve. She’s the most infuriating woman I’ve ever worked with. I don’t like the way she bends over the photocopier—it makes my mouth water. I hate the way she’s so eager to do a good job—it makes my dick twitch. And I can’t stand the way she wears her hair up exposing her long neck. It makes me want to strip her naked, bend her over my desk and trail my tongue all over her body. If my two worlds are going to collide, Harper Jayne will have to learn that I don't just rule the boardroom. I’m in charge of the bedroom, too. The King of Wall Street is a sexy, stand alone, contemporary romance.