I wrote dirty, I wrote erotic, I wrote the truth.And then they called me a liar. But it's not me who's lying, it's them.Our story isn't for everyone. It's not even for us.So if you're looking for the fairy tale and the stupid prince on his dumb white horse, move along. You've got a hold of the wrong book. This is not your story, this is not your life, and this is not your opportunity to dip your frightened little toe into the dark pool of water and "try new things" and then pull it out and decide... #NotForMe.When you go in with us you go all in. So make a decision before you turn this page. Because I'm making one promise with this book.Just one.We are The Dirty Ones and this is our truth.The Dirty Ones is a brand new, thrilling, standalone romance about the secret world of erotica authors by New York Times bestselling author, JA Huss.

    His lips are as sculpted as David. And his ego is the size of the Guggenheim.You know the type—wolfish smile and the gravity of a black hole. The kind of man who sucks all the air from the room the second he enters it. My cocky boss thinks this internship was wasted on me, and he doesn’t hesitate to let me know.But he’s wrong, and I’m going to prove it to him. If I can stay away from his devil lips, that is. Lips that cut me down and kiss me in the same breath, leaving me certain he’s on a mission to ruin my life.And maybe my heart.*A brand new STANDALONE romantic comedy full of steam, laughs, and heart by bestselling author Staci Hart*

    When they begin to develop feelings for each other, their relationship is challenged by more than their internal struggle to hold onto the friendship. Someone in their circle burns with rage when he learns that the girl he's loved from afar has developed feelings for another. What begins as a perceived betrayal soon becomes deadly. How this predator chooses to deal with his jealousy will rock Tara and Kevin’s small town to the core. As Tara and Kevin continue to nurture the wild flames of their blossoming relationship, a sadistic and virtually unstoppable force is determined to destroy them and their new found love by any means necessary.

    On my knees. Against the wall. On my titsI don't care. As long as I get the evidence to prove it. Why? Because I caught my former prick of a boyfriend from Heavy Metal Enthusiasts doing a groupie doggie style backstage on the night we were supposed to be celebrating our 1 year anniversary.He told me I was too uptight. Too vanilla. Too boring. So I got drunk with my bestie, Marsha West, the aspiring videographer. I ranted. I raved. I came up with a crazy idea. What I didn't know was that my best friend recorded me. Marsha put the video up on YouTube. It went viral with 10 million hits. Now I've got fans and sponsors offering me big bucks.Rockstars are volunteering to be my f*ck buddy.Hollywood is calling.I get to choose which rockstars I want.The stakes are high.This sh*t just got real.What could go wrong?

    Sal-mon suds. Fish? Detergent? Not good.""Samantha and Suds? Sam and Sebastian?""Not the same ring. Admit it, Suds and Sam is perfect.""Yeah, I suppose we are."Sam's crazy Italian family is back and Suds takes them on with his usual southern charm as he navigates through the holiday season.Will they find the nativiy infant in time for Christmas?Warning: Heated scenes and loads of laughs as this detective duo makes the season bright.

    Now, after one stupid mistake, I couldn't quit thinking about him, and I knew it was just going to get worse from here.When twenty-two year-old Jenna Lang went in to Archer Enterprises for a job, she doesn't expect her entire world to be turned upside-down. Now, she can't get wealthy CEO Rylan Archer out of her mind and she has a bad feeling that he's just as intrigued by her. As his intentions become clear, she must decide if she's willing to risk everything on the chance he's different.Including the steamy prequel, Broken Pleasures, M.S. Parker's new scorching Pleasures series is not to be missed. See what Forbidden Pleasures has in store.

    I’m starting to think I have the natural talent for breaking them. I hate rules. Always have. Especially since I had them shoved in my face my entire life. I didn’t ask to be a Valenti. And I sure as hell didn’t agree to follow all their goddamn rules. Yet it’s been years since I broke one of my family’s most cardinal laws. It was a mistake—I know that now. But that’s the thing about mistakes. You never know you’re about to make one until it’s too late. Unfortunately, every transgression, every wrong decision has a way to demand atonement. No matter if it’s hours, days, or years after. I’m still waiting for my past mistakes to exact payment. It’ll come. I know it will.  But now, while I’m sitting in the interrogation room staring at the sinfully gorgeous Detective Lorik Stone, I can’t help but think about all my family’s rules… …and how I’m about to break another one.

     Navy SEAL Trevor "Hawk" Hawkins is on a mission to avenge his teammate's death when he crashes into another car during a blizzard. Olivia Grayson was running from her own wedding, but the accident leaves her struggling to remember anything at all. Sparks fly between Trevor and Olivia, but an enemy is quickly closing in on the remote cabin - and the holes in Olivia's memory might be the biggest danger of all.

    Days. Weeks. I measure mine in kills. A covert military mission gone wrong robbed me of my memory and any link to my past. This is my existence now. I execute and survive. Nothing more, nothing less. I was ready to write Isabel Foster’s name in my ledger of unfortunate souls until she uttered the one word that could stop the bullet meant for her. My name. She knows my face. She knows me. She’s the key to the memories I’m not sure I want back. Now nothing is simple. I still have a job to do, and my soul isn’t worth saving. I’m not the man she thinks I am. I can’t love her. And sparing her life puts us both in the crosshairs.

    I craved every touch, every filthy promise that fell from his beautiful mouth, knowing he could break me. My past had left me battered and bruised, with scars he was determined to heal. Loving him was like drowning—he consumed me, body and soul.But Hayes has secrets of his own. And nothing could prepare me for the shocking pieces of our pasts that threaten to rip us apart. When the truth is revealed will our love be enough to shelter the storm?

    Too bad I suck at taking it.If only Colin and I hadn't drunk so much whiskey, if only I'd kept that red bikini in my suitcase, if only his evil ex-girlfriend hadn't come sniffing around making me feel territorial and protective.Not that my bad boy rock star best friend is any help. Walking around looking ridiculously sexy, telling me I'm perfect in that panty-melting voice of his when we both swore we'd never do anything to put our friendship at risk. And Colin never breaks a promise.But then, he has no idea I've secretly been in love with him for years.I guess I should just enjoy the ride, but I can't stop thinking about what happens when this vacation ends and I head home alone, nursing one hell of a bangover...The Bangover is a red-hot, laugh out loud rom-com featuring two best friends on a collision course with Vegas-flavored disaster--and each other. It stands alone. No cheating or cliffhangers.

    Literally… So what if I gave into a moment of weakness with a hot stranger on a train? Maybe did some things that would make my mom shake her head. No problem, right? Go on about your way, right? It’s a big city…millions of people and you’ll never see them again, right? Wrong. It turns out this guy I let myself go with is my new client, Derek Lowell. Not only that, but of course he has to be a hot, single, billionaire and all, and obviously he has every woman at my job salivating over his ultra-ripped body with his 8-pack abs and beautiful, rugged face and his monster…uhmm…ego? You know by now what all those alpha-male billionaires say in these blurbs. Like, ‘Oh I always get what I want and I want her, haha’ or ‘She doesn’t know it yet but she’s going to be on her knees begging me not to stop, haha’. Ya, whatevs, dude. You wanna get me on my knees it better be because I’m about to sit on your face. Oh, what’s wrong? Is the Big Bad Alpha-Male Billionaire scared of lil’ ol’ me? Oh, now he’s mad and he says he’s gonna teach me a lesson. I think this is gonna be fun… *** It’s the cute single girl versus the Big Bad Billionaire in this first installment from Mona Cox. Guaranteed to be sweet, sexy, sassy, and fun. No cheating or cliffhangers. Happily Ever After? Always, babe ***

    That’s what he was. Dash Frasier—my hero from the day we met, when I was six and he was nine. His sister was my best friend, the three of us one happy crew. Then one sweaty summer night changed everything. No one understood me like Dash. No one made me feel so loved. That’s why, when he skipped town, it wrecked me.Now I’m older. Wiser. I’ve just snagged my dream job, writing at a film studio. The lead animator on my project? You guessed it.He’s not the boy next door. Not anymore.I’m guarding my heart this time. But Dash has secrets that could break us both.

     Unfortunately, he just sees her as his friend's little sister. Desperate and infatuated, Emily resorts to lies and deception. She only needs one night with Paul, to finally get over this obsessive crush. But Fate has other ideas. . .

    Vance My eyes raked over her. The temporary bartender brought into my office because she’d seen the virgin auction room. I took in her delicious curves and knew I needed to have her. Except, I would never see her again after tonight. But, I always get what I want, I'm the owner of Club V and I will unravel her in ways she's never experienced. I can barely wait to touch and lick every curve of her virgin body. Samara I assumed the auction room at Club V was just a rumor. Until I walked into the wrong room. I feared being fired but when the guard brought me to Mr. Vance I was instantly a hot mess. He was gorgeous, arrogant, cocky even and I couldn't take my eyes off the very naked woman wearing a diamond collar standing beside him. The look of lust and sex on her face as he played with her and then the way he watched me, teasing. But, I’d never have to see him again after tonight. That is until fate changed everything... God help me! If cocky men, virgins and angst are your thing read on..