Murdered. And I’m about to make a deal with the devil to keep my family safe and get the revenge my father deserves. *** Wren’s the only woman I’ve ever loved, but that doesn’t mean we’re right for each other. Don’t get me wrong… the sex was always crazy hot. That’s never been the problem.  But Wren and me? We’re explosive together, all sorts of wrong for each other—and sooner or later, someone’s going to get burned.  I walked away from Wren once, and broke her heart. She’s never going to forgive me or trust me again—but her mob boss father doesn't care. He's forcing me to marry her, and if I want to find out who’s threatening my family, this is my only option. As for Wren—she’s going to be pissed when she sees me, let alone when she finds out we’re getting hitched. Ask me if I care.  The deal is done. One way or another, I'm making her my wife. *** This is a darker adult romance with adult language and steamy sex scenes.  This story explores darker situations that may not be to everyone's tastes and some readers might find disturbing.  Though this story has a Happily Ever After for the couple and can be read as a stand alone, there are small plot points that will continue in upcoming books.  ***

    Ruthless. But against her? I'm helpless. I’m the firm right hand to the head of Boston’s most powerful Irish crime family. He points, I shoot. It’s that simple. And when it comes down to it, I’m the best there is. Whatever I need, I take: money, women, power. It’s all mine. All I gotta do is be the heartless killer they pay me to be. Then, there comes a job where I can’t pull the trigger. I’m looking through the crosshairs at a pair of blue eyes and a body that just sears itself into my desires. I need to have her, to make her mine. My Evelyn. I know I should kill her. I have to -- what she knows could take down my whole family, myself included. But I can’t. So I take her. It’s rash. It’s crazy. It’s as close to suicide as you can get. It’s right up my alley. But when my family finds out, there will be hell to pay. She’s worth it, though And she’s mine. "His Captive" is a 60,000 word novel with no cheating, no cliffhangers and a HEA! It's available for 99 cents for a limited time!

    This doesn't end well. And it's going to get much worse before it ever gets better.Cole:I push her buttons. I want to push them in the good way. Dirty, up-against-the-wall, my-hand-in-her-pants kind of way.But that’s not possible, because I’m dark and she’s light, and we both know it.So I push her buttons in the bad way, making her hate me. Hailey:If a genie granted me three wishes, I’d ask for Cole Parker to never look at me again, that I’d forget the dark promise in his eyes, and that just once, before he vanished from my life completely, that he’d push me up against a wall and fuck me.Then I’d go wash my mouth out with soap.

    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.

    Galen's solution to her problem is both exciting and dangerous. What better way to forget the mess of her life than go on her honeymoon with a hot guy who can't promise anything beyond today?...or TKO?Galen had been counting on Lacey's wedding to put her out of reach--and out of his mind--once and for all, but their steamy Puerto Rican escape is testing all his boundaries. Now that Lacey's embracing her inner bad girl, Galen is tempted to throw in the towel and claim her for himself. But with the biggest fight of his career on the line and an important business merger threatening to derail Lacey's resolve, their romance might be down for the count before it even begins.Other books in the Dare Me series:Down and DirtyDown the AisleDown on Her Knees

    Everyone but Bryce Ryan. There’s more happening at the club’s garage than muscle car restorations and Harley rebuilds. Her instincts are screaming there’s a story—one she’s going to tell.As the new owner of the small town’s newspaper, Bryce is hungry for more than birth announcements and obituaries. When a woman is brutally killed and all signs point to the club, Bryce is determined to expose the members and their leader, Kingston “Dash” Slater, as murderers.Bryce bests Dash match after match, disappointed her rugged and handsome opponent turns out to be an underwhelming adversary. Secrets are exposed. Truths defeat lies. Bryce is poised to win this battle in a landslide.Then Dash breaks all the rules and tips the scales.One kiss, and she’s fighting to save more than just her story. She’s fighting to save her heart from the Steel King.

    Do not read in public places. May caused flushed cheeks and other body parts. I guarantee you'll never look at a train the same way again. My name is Autumn Winters.The truth is, that's the biggest lie I've ever told.My real name is Olivia Redmond. Autumn Winters is the curtain I hide behind. You see, I write bestselling erotic romance novels. But my life is far from erotic. The only fantasy exists in my head. The day I met Hunter Grayson, that all changed. A handsome stranger on a train who turned my world upside down, made me think and feel things I never knew were possible.I want to be brave enough to tell the world, but the fear is crippling. Fear of myself. Fear of the unknown. Fear of what others will think. But life is too short to be afraid.And I'm so damn tired of hiding.**This is a sexy Contemporary Romance Novella and due to strong language and sexual content, is not intended for readers under the age of 18.**

     This chick is f**king gorgeous with her flowing auburn hair and amazing young body. She’s ripe for the taking, so I can’t have her in my house. The other nannies they sent met Rule #1, but they were inept. Right away, I can tell Penelope is different. She's got those thick hips and long legs that would look perfect wrapped around me as I pound her hard up against the wall… I need to send her away. She’s too good for me, too pure. She deserves a gentle man, not someone as rough and scarred as I am. But I need someone to take care of Lilly, and Penelope’s the best one for the job. Soon she’s living right down the hall, parading around in her tight little outfits, with no idea how much she’s testing my self-discipline. I try to warn her, to tell her to keep her door locked at night, but it’s no use. Before long I’m sneaking into her room at night, stroking her, touching her, entering her, making her scream. For the first time, it’s not just about the physical for me. Seeing Penelope with the baby, I start to think that maybe I’m not as cold as I thought. That maybe I deserve a family. That maybe I could be the dad that Lilly deserves and the man that Penelope’s always hoped for… Penelope Ethan Townsend. Billionaire steel magnate, tabloid darling, and notorious womanizer. He stands over six-feet-four with dark hair and cool blue eyes. He wears sharp, precise, well-fitted suits, shiny shoes, and a stern expression that makes me squirm. The first time I meet him, his gaze lingers at my breasts, my face, even leaning to one side as if checking out my butt, undressing me in his mind. I don’t know what it is about him, but he makes me feel like I’ve done something wrong when I haven’t. I feel naughty in his presence, like he’s going to punish me for being insolent. But he’s my boss. So no matter how much our attraction pulses beneath the service, no matter how many times my hand drops between my legs while I fantasize about him, nothing could ever happen between us. I’m his nanny, brought here to take care of his baby and nothing else. Besides, Ethan is cold and distant, and he only dates models and socialites. Until the night I break his most stringent rule and leave my bedroom door unlocked… Soon we’re kissing and touching, his hands in my hair, his lips trailing over my skin as he enters me. But am I enough to break down his walls, to slay the demons that make him feel he’s incapable of love? Can I be the one to prove to him that he needs a family? I’m not sure, but I’m going to try. Even if it ends up breaking my heart… The Nanny and The Billionaire (Book One) is a standalone alpha billionaire single dad romance with a guaranteed HEA.

    Cam, the newest bad boy, lifeguard on the Cape, seems to fit the bill. Too bad his goal is very different than hers. He’s looking for revenge. Jenna Hutchins’ life has been easy breezy. Except, going to an all girls’ high school has prevented her from meeting a guy she’d like to lose her virginity to. And who wants to go to college a virgin? Certainly not her. That’s why Jenna’s mission this summer is to have sex. And not just with any guy. No. She wants a bad boy.Cam Larsen’s family used to have money and affluence. When his father died suddenly, his business partner, Jason Hutchins, screwed his family over. They lost everything. Now Cam’s only goal is to make Jason pay. When Jenna, Jason’s daughter, shows interest in Cam, he doesn’t want to get close. He doesn’t want to hurt her because her father is a greedy, malicious bastard, but he will if he has to. Not only are the days heating up, but so are things between Jenna and Cam. Will they both get what they want this summer, or will the price of revenge be so high that they both will have to pay? The cost, their hearts.

    I didn’t know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me. I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn't stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted—I knew who I wanted—until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world. Because when dirty, filthy, rich boys play, they play for keeps. From NYT Bestselling author Laurelin Paige, discover a whole new world filled with sex, love, power, romance and dirty, filthy rich men.

    Pleasure giver. Fantasy creator. I can blow your mind in five seconds flat — but trust me, you’ll want this to last all night.There’s not a woman in the city who can resist me. Except one.Now she’s got a proposition: Seven days. Every position. No strings attached.She wants to know what she’s been missing.Who am I to say no?

    Sort of. He just needs his family to think it’s real. No problem. I’ll play along. How hard can it be? But pretending isn’t supposed to feel this good, And now I can’t help wanting him for real. My old roommate used to help me pay the rent. Now the only roommate I have is my orange tabby, and despite everything I’ve done for him, that jerk has never paid me a cent. So when my landlord knocks on my door, I brace myself for an eviction. Instead, he makes me an offer. I can stay for free, as long as I pretend to be his fiancée. He says it’ll make his sick mom happy. Raphael Holt is wealthy, handsome and has dazzling green eyes that makes me want things I don’t even understand. He lights an unfamiliar fire inside me. So I say yes. But none of this is real. There’s no way someone like him could actually want to be with a penniless virgin like me. Not when he could take his pick from any of the single girls in the city. I’d only get my heart broken if I believe any of this is real. And I might lose my home, too. So I’ll play along. I’ll be the perfect fake fiancée and nothing more. I can resist that cocky smirk, that lustful stare, and that dirty mouth. I can ignore the way his deep voice sends a chill down my arms every time he says my name. Of course I can. This is a standalone, full-length novel of approximately 60,000 words. No cheating, no cliffhanger, and a guaranteed happily ever after. Includes bonus content!

    Only small cover alterations, and minor editing updates to the story, have been made.* * * * *Friends for much longer than they’ve been lovers, Taryn and Richard enjoy each other’s company while looking for “Mr. Right”. When they meet Caleb the attraction is instant and mutual–for all three.Caleb wines and dines them then shows them how good it can be if they trust him to lead the way. One night is all it takes to prove that the three of them are a perfect match, at least in the bedroom. Taryn has to decide if explosive sex and the feelings that are quickly overtaking her are worth the risk of losing it all - she knows only too well that you can’t count on fate to always go your way. Richard sees Caleb and Taryn as the perfect couple - but isn’t so sure there will always be room for him. Caleb has to suppress his urge to tie them both to the bed until they understand that they belong with him, - but if they don’t come around soon, he’ll be pulling those ropes out after all.

    It’s at a cocktail party in her honor that she first meets him—and the attraction is immediate for Francesca. It’s also bewildering. She’s not used to such a wholesale sexual response to a stranger. Enigmatic, darkly intense, with a commanding presence, Ian completely unnerves her. And she likes it.For Ian, she’s the kind of woman he can’t resist—one that comes all too rarely: a true innocent. But he can sense in her a desire to open up, to experiment, to give herself to the fantasies of a man in control. The first kiss, the first caress, the first challenge for a woman who craves what she’s never had—a man who gets what he wants.

    My brother's best friend.My long time tormentor.A whole pile of trouble in one hot package.I should hate him. I should tell him no. But I want to feel him touch me, kiss me, taste me. If I give in, I'm crossing a threshold that cannot be undone.Rowan. Annoying.Little. Nerd.She had never been anything but amusement, someone to poke fun at. But she's changed. She's all grown up. And I want her.No matter who it hurts, she's going to be mine.Falling for the Tormentor is a bully romance, for mature audiences.