He demands my submission. Claims every inch of me. We part ways . . . then I find out I’m pregnant. I don’t think I’ll ever see him again, and that’s not even my biggest problem. He’s hot, powerful, and arrogant. The kind of guy who always gets what he wants. To my surprise, he wants me. His voice hypnotizes me. His touch scorches my skin. For a few moments, he makes me forget about my name, my father’s rules, and my duty to my family. Then, I find out I’m pregnant. To keep myself and my baby safe, I have to leave the only life I’ve ever known. I shed my identity like old clothes. Four years later, my mysterious stranger finds me. He says he’ll protect me. It sounds perfect . . . until he tells me who he really is. He’s one of them, which means I can’t trust him. He’s not just a cocky bad boy; he’s a dangerous man with dark secrets. But when I see him holding our son in his arms, it feels right. Maybe this is crazy talk, but he makes me want to throw all my objections out the window. Claiming His Baby is a standalone, full-length novel of approximately 54,000 words. No cheating, no cliffhanger, and a guaranteed happily ever after. Includes bonus content!

     Amber has no idea what she does to me. She’s my secretary, but she’s also my obsession. Those innocent eyes? Those delicious curves? She sets my blood on fire. Out of all the women in the world, she’s the one I want. The one I need. But the sins of the past have dirtied my hands and my soul. I can't touch her. I can’t have her. I can never make her mine. But I’ll do anything to stop my brother from making her his… even if that means taking her for myself.

    

    Just another twenty-something girl, living the dream. That’s what I tell myself every morning. That I’m successful, self-aware, and well-balanced. It's just a tiny fib. I would be all of those things, if I had friends who didn’t work with me at the bank. And if I made it to pilates more than once a quarter. And if watermelon slushies weren't the main source of nutrients in my diet. It wouldn’t hurt if I’d had sex in the last year, either. (My best friend insists Jorge the Nightstand Boyfriend doesn’t count.)But when you know where you're going, you don’t need to enjoy the ride. Right?Even if some teeny part of me did want to fool around, Max Donovan would be the last guy I’d call. Sure, he made the indie video game that broke the internet. And yeah, his eyebrow piercing’s sexy, in a ‘what-are-you-in-a-band?’ kind of way. And fighting with him gets me going faster than Jorge on bezerker mode…He’s still colder than a cactus and twice as prickly. And I’m not talking about his face, because the guy’s barely old enough to shave. It’d really be best if we just ignored each other. Which is a problem, because Max Donovan is my new biggest client.So what happens when the girl who lives to work meets the guy who was born to play?Game on.

    How’d she get on his agenda?Quint Fairchild, head of Fairchild Films, learned long ago that in Hollywood everything’s make believe, including love. So why can’t he resist the small town innocence of struggling scriptwriter Chrystelle Bach? She’s entirely too fascinating, but he can convince himself he doesn’t want her⸻he wants her script.Chrystelle wishes she could spend Christmas with her beloved grandmother in her Colorado hometown. Then Quint offers her a contract to produce her TV series. She almost believes this is the best Christmas ever⸻until she reads the contract. He doesn’t just want rewrites, he wants her to change everything. The battle begins, but when Chrystelle’s grandmother takes ill, Chrystelle knows where she belongs and hops the next bus home.What she hadn’t expected was Quint on her front porch, and not to wish her a Merry Christmas. He wants her script⸻on his terms, of course. Their conflict continues, but the more time Chrystelle spends with this stubborn billionaire, the harder it is for her to remember why she can’t change her script. But sprinkle this battle with grandmotherly wisdom and holiday charm, and the season of blessings reveals love in more ways than Chrystelle and Quint ever imagined.

    The reason I shouldn’t? I was a walking, talking, dating disaster.My name’s Marika. I ran a coffee shop in a small town. Things were fine until that fancy resort, The Blue Spot, that catered to the wealthy moved in down the road. They stole all my customers with their posh coffee shop open to the public.How could I compete with the rich and powerful? Perhaps if I entered their Win a Date with a Billionaire contest, I could win enough money to help my business. I wouldn’t tell them about my horrible dating history or especially about that one guy who ended up in the hospital. They didn’t need to know that, did they?As a VidTube star, most people had heard of me. I was Jokin’ James. Everyone except the woman I was falling for, Marika. I had been coming by her coffee shop for almost a year, but she had no idea who I was or that my brother owned the resort that was stealing her customers.We were friends, but I wanted more. I was all ready to ask her out when she entered the contest my brother was running. Not only that, but the resort wanted me to be a part of the contest. Now she would discover that my family owned The Blue Spot. And worst of all, that I wasn’t from that small town at all. That I was a celebrity billionaire.A sexy, funny, small-town billionaire romance involving mistaken identity, dating disasters, and a picnic so bad even the ants ran in fear.

    I signed on to be an “intimate companion.” Desperate times and desperate measures lead to crazy choices. Really, though, it’s not that crazy. Someone has to pay my brother’s bills after the wreck, and I’m the only someone left. My first job: snuggle up to a sexy beast of a billionaire at one of his luxury ski resorts. I can do that. Except I’m not so sure he wants me to. The Ice King barely looks at me. He rarely speaks to me, and when he does, he says he doesn’t want me in his bed.Okay then. I keep my head held high, my shoulders squared, and my bruised ego under wraps—until I stumble onto secrets. James Harrington is hiding devastating secrets.I get too close. I get involved. I take a risk, and I give him more than he paid for.For a moment, it’s too perfect to be true. But there’s one more secret—and it’s the one I never saw coming.

    From the moment I set eyes on her, I knew Regina Redd would be mine.  She will feel the bite of punishment under my hand as I devour her...body and soul.  My Little Red will beg for release as I make her call me Daddy.  I am the big bad wolf, and I will be her ever after.

    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.And then what it was like to lose it.Ten years later, I’ve found my way back. Back to their world. Back to him.This time, I’m ready. I've been down this road before, and I know all the dirty, filthy ways Donovan will try and wreck me. But it’s hard to resist. Especially when I know how much I’ll like it.From NYT Bestselling author Laurelin Paige, discover a whole new world filled with sex, love, power, romance and dirty, filthy rich men.

    I work hard, I follow the rules, and I always achieve my goals.But sometimes good girls want things that aren’t good for them. Or someone who isn’t good for them. Like their new boss.And sometimes they do very bad things to get his attention. Like sell their virginity in an auction. Who knew he’d be so very, very mad?Maybe this was not my best laid plan…

    If the man of your wet dreams made you an offer? One that made you blush. But accepting would mean total and complete submission. It's what I do... I see a woman I desire and I go all in. One-hundred thousand dollars. My private estate. Non - stop orgasms. No strings attached. But there’s one catch... I own her for those fourteen glorious days. Every delicious morsel. It’s how I feed the beast at night. So I can conquer the world by day. It's my equilibrium. At least it was, until two weeks stopped being enough. How will I convince the woman of my dreams to stay after she's had a taste of the beast? This Billionaire Romance contains light-BDSM. There's no pain. It's all about her pleasure. It's a full length story with no cliff-hanger and a HEA. I've also included bonus books for your enjoyment.

    The cars, the penthouse, the reputation for delivering women to that “Oh, yes, Gavin” moment… Yeah, I’m the bad boy billionaire who drives your fantasies. But I’ve traveled a long road to get here. And I played by the rules—the ones I wrote to guarantee I didn’t return to whom I was before. Until now. The pictures, the story—it’s my past coming back to haunt me. I’ve lost control. And to get it back, I need to change the story.So I asked my best friend and neighbor for help. Kayla agreed—if I support her growing pack of four-legged misfits. My life is under control again.Only I’m falling for my best friend. Now, my New York City apartment is full of rescued pups, my country retreat looks more like an animal sanctuary, and Kayla’s guarding her heart. And I’m running out of time to prove the girl next door belongs with the billionaire.

    A huge and very particular appetite: Blonde, curvy, and preferably not a fucking liar... (Although, that's a story for another day.)As a high profile lawyer, I don't have time to waste on relationships, so I fulfill my needs by anonymously chatting and sleeping with women I meet online. My rules are simple: One dinner. One night. No repeats. This is only casual sex. Nothing more. Nothing less. At least it was , until "Alyssa"...She was supposed to be a 27 year old lawyer, a book hoarder, and completely unattractive. She was supposed to be someone I shared law advice with late at night, someone I could trust with details of my weekly escapades. But then she came into my firm for an interview—a college-intern interview, and everything fucking changed...

    Trouble walks through her office door when a month later, Emma is introduced to the same seductively handsome man she couldn't forget, and now, he's her new boss. Undeniable attraction is something she doesn't need, not when she's up for a promotion at her dream job and recovering from a devastating break up, but every time she's near him he stirs a fire inside her too strong to control. Keeping it professional isn't an option when Grayson is determined to have her and knows how to satisfy her every desire.

    I know it sounds crazy, and daredevil tendencies aside, I definitely went too far to get his attention. But you haven’t seen him.Colton Wolfe. My boss.Tall, dark, and handsome, with the sexiest British accent I’ve ever heard. His only flaw? That he’s completely oblivious to what’s been right in front of him all along.Me.Well, he was until a few minutes ago.Remember those good old days? Before I got caught making "nice" with the copy machine, and before I was totally getting fired?But wait. Maybe I’m not.If I can take on the biggest dare of all. Making Colton Wolfe fall in love with me. The Dare is a full-length romance with a HEA and no cliffhanger.