I’d been waiting for a chance at a covert mission. Imagine my surprise when he hit me with the details – he wanted me to befriend his eighteen-year-old daughter, newly arrived in town and harboring a broken heart. My new ‘assignment’ entailed becoming a glorified babysitter and her new BFF; I thought it was as honorable as being in charge of the cafeteria – complete bullsh*t if you ask me. And then I met her... Olivia is all legs, golden hair, and she has the most captivating blue eyes I’ve ever seen. While my mind tells me to keep things on the up-and-up, my d*ck has other plans. What was supposed to be an easy bullsh*t mission is quickly becoming one of the most dangerous things I’ve ever been tasked to do. ** This is a stand alone novel with a HEA and a bad boy hero. *** Also included is the bonus book Failure to Stop

    She was Nina Hunt. Singer. Songwriter. Music Royalty--and she suffered from a broken heart. Returning from her latest world tour, Nina became a recluse. The only way she knew how to get over her very public breakup with her movie star ex-boyfriend, was to put her pen to pad. Being a musical genius and star didn't mean she was without flaws. She had fame and fortune, but it all meant nothing if she couldn't find someone to love her despite her many imperfections.Sid McFarland took one look at the woman in his office and knew he was in trouble. Her bronze skin, perfect smile, and sexy curves caused a stirring in his chest that he knew he would be unable to pursue. She was his client. She needed help, but the more time they spent together, the more he knew she should be his.The intense passion between Sid and Nina should be illegal. Their steam filled passion was something that songwriters dreamt about writing. They are from two different worlds, and there are those who want to do nothing but remind them of how different they are. Will their love be enough to keep the world from tearing them apart?Pieces of Me is a sexy and steamy interracial romance novel that will have readers becoming addicted to the writings of Peyton Banks.

    Mary University in Detroit, Deborah Brooks is smart, beautiful and focused. Deep within the archives, she cares for letters, diaries, books and family records, each telling stories of lives lived long ago. Yet nothing excites her more than making new discoveries among the storied collections. When the university receives the Dubois Collection anonymously- along with a multi-million dollar gift to protect it- Deborah is more than intrigued to discover its secrets. Little prepares her for an unexpected visit from the donor- the sexy Englishman Ben Stewart. He is relentless, charming and far more than she imagines. He shatters everything she thought she knew... about herself. Together they unravel the secrets of the Dubois Collection, finding love and mounting danger along the way. But it’s Ben’s utterance of one word - awaken- that triggers a flurry of unrelenting visions she can’t escape. Deborah soon learns the visions are key to unraveling the mystery that binds her to Ben. Can they save each other or will he lead to her ultimate demise?

     Okay, no man was ever going to control what she did, not ever again. Okay, no man was going to control her outside the bedroom. Not ever. The problem with Le Duc was the man just didn't listen. He was Dominique Nadir Amir Afshar de Choiseul, or duc de Choiseul. He didn’t just run a criminal empire older than most countries, he was an actual duke. Not that it mattered. She wasn’t impressed. Duchess explained over and over again that she wasn't getting married. Period. End of discussion. Just as soon as he stopped talking. And looking so edibly delicious. Maybe just a little taste… Ex: “Sir, we’ve arrived.” Nadir blinked. Damn, he hadn’t even noticed the vehicle had crawled to a stop. Right next to the object of his fascination. Not waiting for the driver to come around to open his door, he slid across the seat to exit closest to the tree. As soon as he was out of the car, he went straight for it, scanning the ground around the base, then the lower branches with no idea what he was looking for. Until he found it. Those were definitely rope burns on those bare, lower branches. Damn. “It’s a hanging tree.” Encountering a child was the last thing Nadir had expected, though he hadn’t really been sure what to expect. Not knowing what to say to the little person who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, he said nothing as she continued. “Some say the ghosts of the poor fools hung on that tree haunt it, tied to its roots for eternity.” Wait, this little person couldn’t be more than five maybe. Should she know how to talk like that? “My daddy died on that tree.” What? She just stood there, a riot of midnight colored curls falling all around her face and over her shoulders, looking up at him as if what she just said was perfectly normal. In fact, she looked pleased with her tiny fists resting on her hips. With her chin up, her back straight she continued to stare even when he didn't reply. What could he possibly say? Her expression didn’t change as she waited him out. Nor did she stop staring at him directly in the eye as if she was his equal. No, as if she were above him, as regal as a queen in her frilly little dress and bare dirty feet. With skin the color of toasted caramel, the imp had eyes that were almost amethyst with spikes of marine blue. Those eyes carried wisdom a little girl shouldn’t have. Who was she? “My mama ain’t gonna marry you.” Giving him a sweeping look from head to foot she shook her head as if she felt sorry for him. Sorry for him. No one felt sorry for him. “You might as well just turn around and go home.” “Angel Flower! What have I told you about using proper grammar?” Nadir had no idea where the voice of the grown woman admonishing the little girl was coming from. He couldn’t take his eyes off the fascinating child in front of him who was currently rolling her eyes. “Pardon me. My mother isn’t going to marry, so I am afraid your trip to my house is a big, fat bust!” To emphasize her point, she raised her little chin even higher while also raising a brow as well as any fifty-year-old man. Laughter bubbled up from somewhere deep inside Nadir’s gut. It started out rusty, like an old pipe suddenly flooded with a rush a water after laying dry for about a decade. Soon peals of pure, unadulterated mirth filled his body, echoing across the courtyard.

    THE PLOT LINE LEADS YOU INTO CANARY CHAOS (BORN BRATVA BOOK 9) AND IT NEEDS TO BE READ IN ORDER TO HAVE A FULL UNDERSTANDING OF THE SERIES. ENJOY, BEAUTIFUL READERS.The Glazov family is no different than any other when it comes to celebrating Christmas. It’s a time of celebration with family, friends, and those they’ve made peace treaties with.Things get crazy when outside forces decide they want to come against the weakest of the Born Bratva organization—Nikita and Natasha’s newborn twins Alex and Sasha.The clock is ticking on Kodiak and Logan making it back alive from the Colombian jungles where they’re attempting to bring home the legendary Canary diamond that will be the last piece in the firebird broach Glazov is making for his beloved wife.The family bands together against the outside forces determined to take them down. The question is will it be enough for everyone to make it out alive. The outside forces against Glazov’s son Kodiak are too far away for the Pakhan to control the deadly situation his son is in.Join the Glazov family as they celebrate Christmas in the only way they know how to: A Born Bratva Christmas.

    Having lost her Navy husband to war, she knows she couldn't bear to suffer another loss. Her determination fades quickly on meeting handsome Gunnery Sergeant Liam Quinn. When Liam spies Caden's car stopped in a snowstorm, he's instantly struck by the dark beauty. A whirlwind courtship brings the promise of a lasting relationship, but Caden's stubborness proves to be a roadblock. Can Liam convince Caden that his love for her i

    They’ve been imprisoned by Origin, the company that created them, all their lives, but now they have a chance to be free. She leads the team that has come to free them. She and her team always come in first and leave first on every the mission, which is a good thing because she is drawn to the gorgeous god. She needs to leave to get on with her life and the career she loves. She doesn’t want to settle down, he is unwilling to settle for anything less. When they are thrown together fighting Origin and secrets are revealed, will it bring them closer together or place insurmountable obstacles in their path? Note: graphic sex and is for adult readers only.

     If you like gentle and sweet heroes who treat their heroines like a princess, Ezio is not for you. Ezio Sartori married Shakarri Watson for one reason—he needed an heir to his fortune. All the terms were laid out in the contract Ezio’s lawyer drew up. Shakarri agreed because she was desperate to get out from under a debt she couldn’t handle, one left to her by her scheming no good father. But the cost for taking on Ezio’s name might be too high for Shakarri to pay. Ezio is used to everyone obeying his orders, and he expects Shakarri to do the same. The contract she signed specifically states her obligation to please Ezio. Shakarri’s husband wants her pregnant within three to six months, as if a woman can control her body to such a degree. He’s got a lot of demands, chief being Shakarri’s obedience. She’s beginning to think she made a big mistake in marrying Ezio except for two problems. One, Ezio has taken over the payments for her debt, and he can just as easily give them back. Two, intimacy with her husband is far beyond Shakarri’s wildest imagination. There are even times she suspects there’s a heart beating behind the cold exterior. She’s starting to feel something for him. Now she has to decide—does she stay and remain at his mercy for the rest of her life or as long as he has need of her? Or should she run while she still has control of her own heart?

    

    I'm an assassin, not a detective.I'm handed a black-haired beauty who spits lies. I need to uncover the truth she is hiding in order to find the other assets.There's only one problem—HER.Everything about her calls for me to take her, but she is pure—untouchable. A highly valued asset to the mafia.One taste of her could cost me my life. EvieI was ten when I was stolen Snatched by the seaTaken to a world where virgins are put on pedestals—untouchable Until they are soldWhen six of the girls are taken and our private security team slaughtered, The Handler is called in to find them.He's dark and dangerous. Not a man I should trust.But I have to trust that he can find them, and I'm willing to do anything it takes to get them back.Once he finds them, I will make sure he sets them free, even if it costs me everything.

    Deathmatch.A fight to the death.One winner, one loser.The prize?Her.I didn't like people in my space and now here she was.We both belong to the mafia.When reality comes to slap us in the face revealing things that we didn't know, I'm forced to make a decision.Do I protect her or let them kill her?

    It’s the only option really. There’s no way Macy could not show up. For two reasons, it’s her friend’s wedding and it’s Christmas. So, jealousy it is. With the help of her hot alpha, best friend, Cooper, showing up with man candy on her arm, will get the job done. It’s perfect.She gets to be part of such a magical event and avoid facing her prick of a past alone, at the same time. Only she doesn’t know that Cooper’s feelings have gone from friendly to down right sinful. And he’s determined to use the opportunity of posing as her fake boyfriend to his advantage. They belong together, and by the end of this, he’ll make sure she knows it.

    To show for it, I’ve got a criminal record and a keen sense for all kinds of trouble.I’m not a good guy—but there are worse men than me.One day I hear a news report of a missing local young woman, and my heart feels shredded. Later, when a familiar yet suspicious man comes into my bike shop needing an inspection, every one of my instincts goes on alert.He’s got a piece of her…literally wrapped around him.Experience tells me to let him go without a fight, but he hasn’t seen the last of me. I’ve got more questions the man can answer to my MC.While I claim his curvy woman for myself.Body Like A Back Road is a safe, steamy & sweet, MC instalove romance. It is the first novella in the Devil's Dissidents MC BWWM MC biker romance series, but can stand alone.

    And then she stumbled into my woods. I liked my privacy. My hermit existence. That’s all I wanted. To be alone. But then I found her. Anna’s pretty face stirred carnal things in me I thought I’d forgotten. She was curvy. Fiery. Innocent. My perfect little damsel in distress. I couldn’t deny my “mountain man” urges. So, I f@#ked her. Again, and again. Bliss in the middle of nowhere… Until he came looking for her. But Anna isn’t just a damsel now. She’s carrying my baby. And that means she belongs to me. She’s mine to protect. No matter the cost… Note: Mountain Man's Baby Surprise is 60k of hot, steamy romance between a mountain man and his damsel in distress.