I swore I'd never let Victor have anything to do with me again. I thought going to prison would get rid of him, but my stepbrother isn’t the type to let anything stop him from getting what he wants. He says he didn’t do it. He swears up and down he didn’t betray me, but I know I’m just another notch on his bedpost. He claims he’s innocent, but if he is, why take the plea deal? Everyone told me not to trust him, and they were right. Now he’s back in my life, with his cocky attitude, tattoos, and tight body. One arrogant smirk and I’m melting. I hate him. Too bad I can't stop wanting him. --- You hate me. We’ve never met, but I know you do. I’m rich, hot, and I had it all. When I wanted something, I'd do anything to get it. Then I met Eve, and instantly I had to have her. Her and no one else. Then they stole my damn life. Disinherited. Sent to prison for five years. No one cared that I was innocent. I tried to explain, I tried to tell her, but Eve shut me out. Now I’m back to reclaim what’s mine.

    That’s the first word that comes to mind when I think of Wyatt Spred. A cocky Navy SEAL strapped with muscles and tattoos, not to mention a keen ability to charm any girl he wants out of her panties…and then ditch her. I know he’s not the man for me…but I still f*cked him. Stupid, I know. But that was a few years back and I haven’t seen him since. When he shows up at mom’s wedding, my heart starts pounding and my mind races with memories. Why the f*ck would he be here? After submitting to him in a moment of passion, I make a startling discovery: He’s my stepbrother. JACKED is a full-length novel of over 55,000 words, featuring dark subject matter and strong sexual situations.

    The bully you can't run away from. I'm the tormentor who makes your life a living hell. The villain you love to hate.I'm the vicious stepbrother sleeping in the next room.The one who knows all your secrets. And I'll stop at nothing to make you pay.WARNING: This book is recommended for mature readers due to graphic language, sexual content, and dark elements.

    His name was Wilder, and his profile was blank – just a sexy picture of a man who promised every wicked intention of a one-night stand. The agreement was simple. One night. No last names. But the second their bodies melded together in the sheets of their posh Manhattan hotel room, there was no denying they fit together like two pieces of a broken puzzle. There’s just one problem… Addison unknowingly swiped right on the one man she wasn’t supposed to be with – her new stepbrother. All it takes is one bite of forbidden fruit to become addicted, but being with him has major consequences for their entire family. And if anyone found out about them, the career she worked so hard to build would crumble to the ground. But Wilder Van Cleef doesn’t care about the possibility of a scandal. He wants her, and he’s willing to do whatever it takes. PLEASE NOTE: This is a standalone, full-length romance novel with NO cliffhanger. Contains a dominating alpha male hero and scenes of a sexual nature. Please be 18+.

    Hell, before I saw the new erotic romance movie, I didn’t even know what BDSM was. I was that naïve. Mix together a few shots of alcohol, my dangerously adventurous girlfriend and a dose of curiosity, and you had the recipe for a very crazy night. That’s how I ended up inside the sex club.How did I end up being schooled in the arts of BDSM by my sinfully sexy stepbrother? Now that was just pure madness.

     Austen and Logan Riggens, my new stepbrothers, my walking nightmares. They’re both older than me, they’re both MMA fighters, and to describe them in a few words…they're charming, assertive, know-it-all, a**holes. It’s like an unwritten rule in their house that they walk around without shirts on. Teasing me, mocking me, trying their best to make me squirm. They don’t care that our parents are practically married, or that it’s totally unacceptable to steal a kiss from me as we pass in the hallways, leave the door open as they get out of the shower, or invite me into their bedrooms. Inside the cage...inside our house...two brothers fighting over me. But the more I play hard to get, the stronger their advances become. And the more they treat me like sh*t, the more I want them… Full Length, No Cliff Hanger. 18+ Contains adult language and sexual content.

     I certainly never expected to learn that the marriage was simply a mutually beneficial arrangement for my mom and new stepfather, Mr. Winters. They don’t actually have feelings toward each other. I also didn’t expect him and my stepbrother, Dominick, to be such handsome, Viking-like men. Or for them to take such an interest in me. Now at the age of 19, I suddenly find I have the family I’ve always wanted. As we all grow closer, though, lines start to blur. When Daddy and big brother start pushing those boundaries even further, will I be ready? Intended for mature audiences only. Contains dark, taboo themes and dubious consent. Daddy's Sweet Girl is 52,000 words. Another free bonus novel is also included for a limited time.

    It started out innocently enough. I was “ScreenGod” and she was “Montana,” but of course, those weren’t our actual names, just the virtual cloaks we hid behind.Logging in at night and talking to her was my escape—my sanctuary. Her real name was Eden, I’d soon come to find out.From the first time we connected online, I found myself transfixed. She was an addiction. At first, we knew nothing about each other’s real identities…and she was adamant that we keep things that way. Anonymity had no effect on our unstoppable chemistry, though. If anything, it allowed us to open up even more in ways we may not have otherwise. Eden was funny, intelligent, gorgeous—everything I’d ever wanted in a woman. But I couldn’t really have her.I had accepted things would have to stay the way they were—until the day I found a clue that led me straight to her.So I took a chance.And that was when our love story really began.

    The Dimitri Brokov. Billionaire, CEO, Russian Mobster, and my step-brother.I can have it all. A fling with the hot, tattooed and totally off-limits cocky prick, half a million dollars and, best of all, the sweet taste of revenge to mend my broken heartI'm supposed to be in control, but I keep going back for more. His hands on me are addictive, the danger he's in thrills me. And when he ties me to his bed so I can't run, we share more than a night of passion; we share a purpose. A mission. One that threatens everything we thought we knew.

     Tilly comes home one night and gets told that her entire life is about to change. Her mom gives her a new uniform for a fancy private school and tells her that she’ll be coming home to someplace new when she starts on Monday. Tilly tried to get her head around everything, but when the impossibly hot guy she sits next to in science decides to knock into her so that she spills juice all down her new blouse, she realizes that even if she tries, she’ll never fit in. When Tilly’s mother gets married, her stepbrother decides to pull a prank to end all pranks, but he doesn’t know that Tilly is still in the woods where he had just sent hundreds of fireworks on their path of destruction. The night ends in painful screams, but will he be able to make up for what he has done and will Tilly ever get over the scars that the night has left on her? A**hole Stepbrother is a 20,000-word contemporary sweet romance.

    So when Kevin Kramer, her dad's best friend and one of the top college football coaches in the country, calls and says he'll be visiting one of her top choices to evaluate a job offer, Emma jumps at the chance to tag along. She doesn't expect the trip to involve anything more than a tour of campus and maybe a preview of the college party scene.But when Mr. Kramer pulls into her driveway to pick her up, sparks fly. It's been over a year since they've seen each other, and a lot has changed. Emma's grown some curves, and they don't go unnoticed by the sexy older man. Can he control himself during the long car ride? Can she?Just when Emma thinks the sexual tension can't get any stronger between them, a complication at the hotel means sharing a room for the night. And not just any room, but the honeymoon suite! After being exposed to Mr. Kramer’s dominant personality and muscular body all day, Emma is dripping wet and desperate to make him see her for the woman she is—through any means necessary. Can she succeed in making him her first?

    At the hotel pool. The beach.My innocence.We had a deal. Just one time, and nothing more, and I'll never forget the memory of his rock hard body over mine, his hard muscles clenching as he claimed me, as he made me scream out in pleasure.I don't need some MMA cage-fighting bad boy thinking I'm his, even if he makes my panties melt.I definitely don't need to be sharing a room with him on a family vacation for two weeks. Alone.But then things go horribly wrong, and Chance is the only one who can get us out.Before, I hated wanting him.Now, I just hate that I need him to save my life.---I turned a good girl bad...I'm not looking for a wife, just a hot lay.I wanted a taste of Cassie the second I saw her.Hit it and quit it never sounded so damned good.If only it stayed that way. Now, she's my stepsister, and knowing she's off limits just makes me want her more.I can't even look at her without wanting to tear her clothes off and feel her uncoiling around me.Without wanting to take every sweet inch of her again. And again.When I hear her old man's gotten her into trouble with the mafia, I lose it.I'll do anything to protect her, make her mine, and tame her lips for good.Nobody endangers what's mine. I'll never abandon what's mine.

    He became my addiction the moment I met him at 10 years old. He was my best friend from childhood. He protected me and guided me. I loved him fiercely long before I really understood what love was. We were inseparable. He knew how I felt, and sometimes he would stare at me in ways that made me breathless. But there were boundaries. Lines that couldn't be crossed. Looks that shouldn't be exchanged. Lips that shouldn't be kissed. We weren't supposed to love each other. Not in **that** way. Because, you see, Aston was also my adopted brother... Aston Elise was off-limits, a temptation that cursed my existence with this visceral hunger to have her, possess her, and taste her like she was made for me. I was tormented and on the brink of falling. If I stepped over that boundary, if I gave into my want, I wasn’t sure I could survive the disappointment of my adopted parents. We would all be affected. Our lives wouldn’t be the way it was. That change was irreversible, and the damage would be permanent. It was a scary thought, destroying a foundation and rebuilding it without knowing what it might end up looking like. But my want for her…it sat in the core of me, growing and growing. And want is a dangerous fucking thing. It clouds your judgment, it makes you weak, and I knew…I knew without a doubt, it was only a matter of time before I cracked. Obsession was devotion. Obsession was mania and need. It was a compulsive urge to self-gratify by wanting, and wanting, and wanting ‘til it hurt, ‘til you could feel it there in your bones, gnawing its way deeper within you. Obsession was my craze for Elise. She was my impulse. My…pulse itself. It wasn’t healthy. I knew that. I didn’t fucking care either.

     Charlotte: Mr. King was my fantasy. I didn't just think about him, I wrote naughty stories about the life we could have together if he took me in his arms. I carried that fantasy around with me until I left the town I grew up in. It was a part of my past, and while I reflected on my crush fondly, I gave up on it ever becoming more than a fantasy. Then a chance encounter changed everything. There was no way I was going to let my second chance slip away like it did the first time. He's hot-as-sin, absolutely delicious, and I'm not giving up... Mr. King: Charlotte was like all of the other girls. They gave me the look and while I didn't want to say no, I knew she was forbidden fruit. I had no idea how much she thought about me. I had no idea what kind of fantasy she created when her pen touched paper and those naughty thoughts came to life. Three years changed everything. I was divorced, a single father, and the last thing on my mind was a relationship. I remembered Charlotte when she blew back into my life. I remembered her reputation. I remembered how badly she needed to be disciplined. I might have been able to resist her then, but nothing will stand between me and her beautiful curves this time around. She will be mine. Kelli's Note: This book is for everyone who has wanted something they couldn't have. It's a delicious treat. Go ahead and indulge yourself. Fall in love with Mr. King. You owe it to yourself. It has enough steam to melt your panties and enough feels to melt your heart. I promise you won't be disappointed. <3

    Must also enjoy being studied while naked in a crowd.”The fourth made me shudder.“Call or email ‘YOUR SKIN, HIS CANVAS’ if interested in applying.”The final made my heart race.I should’ve kept scrolling past the advertisement.I should’ve applied for the boring receptionist job at minimum wage.I should’ve clicked on any other job where I got to keep my clothes on.But I didn’t.I applied.My interview is tomorrow…