A critical deadline. A blizzard and a couple of dangerous escaped fugitives on the loose. What else could go wrong? Try being forcibly removed from my rental cabin by a couple of mouth-droppingly sexy men from the ranger patrol, insisting it was for my own good. Own-good my ass! I had work to do and they were seriously messing with my timeline. I could handle myself, thank you very much. However, what I felt to be an outrageous violation of my rights seems to be turning into just what I may have needed when the three of us become snowed in and we only have each other to keep ourselves entertained, spiking the creative juices in me to an all-time high. The problem is that our situation is only temporary, and they’ve been very clear they’re not into the whole relationship thing. I just need to keep emotions out of it and use them for inspiration—sadly that’s easier said than done...

    and I'm sick of games. Sick of the Friday night bar-scene-cum-meat-market. Sick of the boy-girl, man-woman, mars-venus, flirtation-without-expectation, game-playing nonsense. Sick of awful dates and one-night stands, booty calls and guys who don’t call back, mixed messages or NO messages and—and—and...I'm sick of all of it. I’m done. I just can't do it anymore. It's too hard, and worse: little by little, it's making me hard. It's breaking my heart. What DO I want? That's easy. I want a house in suburbia with a white picket fence. I want babies to buckle into a minivan. But most of all, I want to be married. I want a husband. So I've made an important decision: I'm making my escape from the dating world and the single life. I've filled out my application on ArrangeMe.com and I'm putting my fate into the hands of experts. Is it a little scary? Sure. I mean, I have no idea who I'll end up with. After all, I'm planning to marry a complete stranger. But between you and me? I can't wait. Being arranged can't possibly be worse than being single. Can it?

    A house, career, even a hot young contractor working upstairs to distract her. At thirty-eight, she’s entitled to a little fun (according to her best friend, anyway).Pain, though— it’s so clever in the way it infects hope and poisons happiness. Jace Beckett should be flying high. Talented, driven, and disciplined, he’s far beyond his twenty-three years. He’s used to the game, the attention his looks and highly trained body get from women. Doesn’t mean he likes to play.Doesn’t mean his own secrets aren’t intent on tearing him down.It’s just a fling. Sexy. Temporary. It’s not supposed to last. It’s not supposed to transform into love. It’s certainly not supposed to become the air you breathe and everything worth fighting for.**This is a new STANDALONE**

    Men coveted the very idea of me. Escort. Call girl. Prostitute. Hooker. Whore.I'd heard it all. Done it all. Over the years I'd felt a lot of things about my occupation...but not regret--never regret. I had my reasons for doing what I did and nothing and no one had ever made me question them.UNTIL MARCO VALENTI.He'd changed me and I'd naively fed into the fairy tale.But Marco wasn't my Prince Charming. He had secrets of his own. Secrets that would eventually rip away everything I held dear.

    It told me everything. If I gave in to my inner devil, I could destroy her. I could destroy her mother Sandra, I could destroy the man who was my father. Vengeance could be mine.” My stepbrother-to-be, Julian, is total d*ck. An arrogant a**hole. A c*cky bastard. A bad boy.
 I can hardly tolerate his presence. Yet, I keep finding myself thinking about his bad boy smile, chiseled jawline and washboard abs that God himself must’ve carved out on his stomach.
 Still, he's got a reputation with women, and I’m sure he wants to make me his next conquest since I don’t put up with his shit and he seems to love a challenge. But it's not happening. No way, no how.
 But when he ends up staying in my guest bedroom, my mind is filled with thoughts I just can't push away, and if I’m not careful, I might just give in to his seductive smile. ***This is the COMPLETE Stepbrother Bad Boy's Baby Series (Installments 1-3).

    In front of the mirror.” Tori: I’m thrilled to be out on my own, studying ballet in New York City. When another dancer, Eden, invites me home for dinner, I find myself wishing her father was on the menu. S*xy lawyer Ashton Drake is too old for me, not to mention way out of my league … but nothing stops my forbidden fantasies. Ashton: Tori is a beautiful young woman. Passionate, lively, tenderhearted. She makes me feel things no woman ever has – but she’s my daughter’s best friend. I shouldn’t even be thinking about her that way. Then calamity strikes, and Tori has to move in with us … where I’ll be tempted day and night. And I’m no saint. Forbidden Hunger is a steamy romance with no cheating and a HEA guaranteed.

    I did my own thing, played by my own rules.Which is why after my dad died I ran away from everything, only to find myself in a small town, at a tiny bar, hustling drinks to the truckers that liked to sneak peeks of my boobs. They clearly thought I didn’t notice. Oh, I noticed, and if they were nice enough about it I might let them see more than some well-placed cleavage in the back room. Hey, a girl on the move has to take her needs into her own hands, and sometimes my battery-powered boyfriend just isn’t good enough. It was all a good time until one of those handsome bikers that passed my way wanted a bit more than a backroom boink. Damn it all, these guys are persistent.Except there is something about him that makes me want to be around him, and hug him... and kiss him. Not exactly what my internal ‘lone wolf’ is used to. Except it turns out, I’m not the ‘wolf’ in this equation at all… and Luke has been searching for me for a while. A Shifter Romance with secrets, mystery, and lots of pulsing muscles. Happily Every After Guaranteed!

    It’s not as if I’m ever going to send you this letter and there are a million reasons why.First of all, I was sent to St. Mary’s School for Troubled Teenagers – an all-girls reform school – as a punishment for a petty, totally inconsequential crime. Not to ogle the principal’s hot son around the campus.Second of all, you’re a giant jerk. You’re arrogant and moody and so cold. Sometimes I think I shouldn’t even like you.But strangely your coldness sets me on fire. The way your athletic body moves on the soccer field and the way your powerful thighs sprawl across that bike of yours, make me go inappropriately breathless. But that’s not the worst part. The worst part is that you, Arrow Carlisle, are not only the principal’s hot son. You also happen to be the love of my sister’s life. And I really shouldn’t be thinking about my sister’s boyfriend or rather fiancé (I overheard a conversation about the ring that I shouldn’t have.)Now if I can only stop writing you these meaningless letters that I’ll never send and you’ll never read…Never yours,SalemNOTE: This book is a standalone and DOES NOT contain cheating.

    He’s always been the only man in my life—my constant protector, and his rejection only intensifies my need.Luciano: I’ve never known a love more fierce than the one I feel for Belén. But I force myself to deny her no matter how much it hurts. Our love is a sickness and both of us are infected. Because there’s no cure for being from the same family ***Warning*** This novel contains graphic sex scenes, including: incest, F/F, and ménage, M/M/F. Some drug use and violence.

    A night to let off some steam and celebrate. I was about to give up hope until the handsome stranger with gorgeous hazel eyes changed the course of my evening. Two separate lives, one unforgettable night, and an unexpected surprise that I never saw coming. It’s too bad I didn’t get his name, but that’s okay. I get to see those hazel eyes every day that I look at our daughter. And her daddy, every other memory I have is of him, and the night I’ll never forget.TrevinI was escaping another instance of being the third wheel with my sister and her new husband. I just needed some air and a beer. However, when I laid eyes on the dark-haired beauty at the bar, something pulled me toward her.No names. No promises. Just one night, that’s how it started, but that’s not how I wanted it to end. Too bad for me, she snuck out before I could tell her. Every day she’s on my mind. She’s ruined me for other women. Every other memory I have is of her, and the night I’ll never forget.

    As an author of over fifty smut books, I was struggling to do what I did best. So, for fun, I asked one of my best online friends for some help. I really shouldn’t have done that… He wrote the scene far better than I ever could, and seven months of platonic, yet-flirty friendship were wiped away in ten minutes. He asked to meet me in person… We’d previously agreed to keep things digital, to remain faceless friends—since he was forty-two, and I was twenty-six, but neither of us could resist. When I saw him at the airport, I was instantly attracted to him. But I knew, right then and there, that we could never be. It turns out that the man I’d been talking to for the past several months was the last person I expected. The last person I should ever think about… He’s my dad’s best friend.

    Ten years ago, I gave Carter my innocence.

     Mr. Black is Aiden and Aiden is Mr. Black. They are the same person except that they’re not. Aiden is kind and sweet and Mr. Black is demanding and rule-oriented. One thing is for sure, Aiden Black is as beautiful and flawless on the outside as he is tormented and damaged on the inside. I’m a good girl who had never even had a one-night stand before I went to his yacht party. And there, I let myself be auctioned off to the highest bidder. Ever since that night, Mr. Black’s scorching flames have singed me with the darkest of pleasures. I crave him and I couldn’t stay away from him even if I wanted to. He is my addiction. He is my every desire. So, when he invites me to another one of his yacht parties…I can’t say no. WARNING: This is a HOT modern-day, dark, erotic, romance with a bad boy alpha billionaire for fans of EL James, Kira Blakely, and Madison Faye. It contains light bondage, NO CHEATING, No Cliffhanger and a Happily Ever After for now. For a limited time, Book 3 includes Book 1 as a BONUS as well a number of my bestselling billionaire romances!

    I’ve spent my life running away from my past.And for so long, that’s worked.Not anymore.Now my past is out to get me in the form of Zach O’Malley.He was my first crush, but that was then.My name is still Beatrice Dobbs, but everything else has changed. I’m an adult now. I don’t want to go back to my troubled past.Plus Zach is from the wrong side of the tracks. Sure, back when I was in high school, I had a thing for the Bad Boy, but not anymore.And on top of that, he’s trying to get me to reconnect with my mother. I haven’t spoken to her since I was eighteen, and I would rather re-take the SAT’s than see her again.And yet, I can’t seem to push Zach away.He’s no good for me.But maybe – just maybe– my teenage self was onto something.What’s the harm in a little bit of fun?

    One decision. It only took one night out to turn Lexi Baker’s so-called perfect world upside down. A chance encounter with a tall, dark, and handsome stranger makes her feel things she’s never felt before, both physically and emotionally. When her emotions get the best of her, she escapes with only his first name: Ben. A one-night stand—that’s all it was supposed to be. She was never supposed to see him again. And he definitely wasn’t supposed to be standing in her office Monday morning being introduced as her new boss. Ben and Lexi promise each other that nothing more can happen and they must remain professional. But some promises are meant to be ruined, right?