Legacy, as he's known on Wall Street—knows hard work comes at a price. In business, he thrives on organization, control, and results, building a legacy and creating a future for his daughter.But his girl wants more for him than just the office. She knows he’s been alone for far too long and thinks now is the time for him to let go of the reins and maybe find love again.Indulging his daughter, Tyson leaves work behind for just one night and joins his friends for a boy’s night out. But when the haze of aged cigar smoke and fine whiskey parts, there’s a woman… One that, with just a look, Tyson knows will make him lose control in ways he never has before.And has him thinking of building a very different kind of legacy.

    Then, in a cruel twist of fate, she was gone. Even with all the evidence telling me otherwise, I know she’s out there. My heart can’t let her go. And I won’t rest until I find her. IsabellaLosing your memory is scary. Especially when every night you dream of being held in the loving, strong arms of a mystery man only to wake up alone. Is he a figment of my imagination or a tempting spark of memory? Even after all this time I don’t remember who I am. Or was. And I don’t have time to waste on dreaming and what-ifs—it’s not just me I have to look out for.Then he’s there—flesh and bone, standing in front of me. A dream come to life in the middle of a burlesque club. I don’t believe billionaire Cyrus Meinhold was ever mine—a man like him is too good to be true. Until he says the three words that echo in my dreams: Dance for me.More Than Money series will have you swooning over these sexy billionaires with big wallets and even bigger hearts this July! Grab a fan and a cool drink, it's about to get hot in here!

    To them. Not me. Women swoon over my wallet, but it’s a façade. A ruse. I keep to myself and always will. Besides, one thing I’ve learned is you never pursue romantic relationships at work. Especially not as the boss. The billionaire. The top shit.A girl from my past shows up at a fundraiser. The one that got away in college. She needs help changing the city for the better with a children’s home, but I have different ideas. Crazily enough, the more money I spend, the more time I get with her. And this time, I’m willing to pull out all the stops. It’s hard not to slip back into my old ways, but this woman is the one. She makes me want to be a brand new man.

    And by that, I mean he and his friends are screaming like ogres, running around shirtless in my brothers' garage. Trust me, I never think about Mason as anything more than a friend. It doesn't matter that he can leave me in stitches of laughter like no one else can.Or that he's outrageously hot--almost comically so--even when he's ten beers deep and running a nudey lap around my house when we shut him out in Beer Pong (hey, it's house rules).And it definitely doesn't matter that years ago, he stuck out his neck for me in a way that I'll never be able to repay. He was the one who inspired me to go to Harvard. Sorry, I'm getting all choked up here. Let me elaborate a little bit before I get off topic.In case you're having a hard time believing me, let me tell you all the reasons why I can't be with him:*He's my brother's best friend*He's like family*They've made a pact to never, ever hook up with their friends' sisters*Mason doesn't DO relationships. And that's very clear by his behavior.So those are the first four things, already. And also:*Mason's the hottest bartender in Blackwell. Maybe even in the U.S.A. *He loves to cavort around my house shirtless and dare me to lick his six-pack*We may or may not have had a secret make out session in high school we vowed never to tell anyone aboutOh...I'm sorry. I was supposed to be saying all the reasons we can't hook up?These pregame beers must be affecting me... Basically--my brother Cole will kill me (and Mason) if he finds out we're a thing. But what if it's not just a hook-up?What if it's something deeper? Problem is, once we veer into this territory, there's no going back. Maybe I'll just head to the bar instead to get out of here. Oh wait, Mason's the bartender at my favorite place in town. Well, one drink can't hurt, right? A Bartender with Benefits prequel.All the men of Blackwell make appearances in this free prequel that ties the Blackwell series together!

    But everything goes wrong when she gets lost on the back roads of Montana in a snowstorm. Just her luck, her rental car hits a patch of ice and skids off the road. She’s praying she can survive the night inside her car, when a man appears at her window. A man who looks exactly like her book hero!Country music star Max McCoy hasn’t sung since his wife died. He stays on his ranch and takes care of his nine-year-old daughter. He’s isolated and he likes it that way. Until a magazine article names him "one of the country’s most eligible bachelors” and reveals the location of his ranch. Now crazed females keep showing up at his door, hoping to snag a husband.When Max finds one of those intrusive fans stranded on his private road in the middle of a snowstorm, he has no choice but to offer her shelter. He’s shocked when Amy doesn't seem recognize him. Could it be true, or is it all an act? Soon, Amy wins his daughter’s heart, but Max’s heart is completely dead. Or is it?Will Max open himself to love again? Does he really know Amy well enough to trust her?Amy’s agent has already bought her a ring. Will she settle for a safe relationship or take a chance on a man she’s only known for a week?“If you like Hallmark movies, you’ll love this sweet Christmas romance from USA Today bestselling author Tamie Dearen.”Grab your copy now!

    I don’t have time for love; but I agree to one night with a beautiful stranger. Mistake. One-night turns into the best night of my life, and I don’t even know her name.Until one morning, my brand-new assistant turns up for work, and sets my black and white world on fire.Belle HopkinsI’m over being the ‘good girl.’ I want to be wild, reckless and free. I want to live by my own rules, in a town where nobody knows me, and my parents won’t find me.Except the stranger I spend one lust filled night with isn’t a stranger at all. He’s my new boss! A regular work arrangement isn't good enough for him. He has a very special proposition for me.Can I do what he wants? Or will I lose everything, including my heart?Dear Reader: This over-the-top CEO just met his match. He is used to getting what he wants, but she won’t let him boss her around. Not one little bit. Steamy, safe instalove short romance with guaranteed HEA.

    Horrible boss. Every day it seems to get worse. Daisy, Ivy, Marilee and Tony work at “Janice’s”, a truck stop diner in Kentucky. The owner uses any excuse to dock their pay, steals their tips and just makes their lives miserable. One day, they go out and, just as a fluke, combine their money and buy a lottery ticket. Sipping cheap wine and staring at the stars, they dream about what they would do if they won. The following morning, they wake up to find…they won! They’d won the massive jackpot! $1.6 BILLION dollars! After taxes, they are now each worth over $200 Million! This is the story about how they spend that money…and how they decide to make the world a better place.

    She moves to Tacoma, Washington and attempts to put her painful past behind her. Just as she begins to regain a sense of security, old ghosts come back to haunt her. Women around the state are being snatched in broad daylight and murdered. FBI Agent Shane McCann shows up on Annie’s doorstep with a startling link to her childhood; the murders are tied to Annie's father, nefarious serial killer Leon "Alligator" Graves, who has been sitting on Washington State's death row for the past twenty-three years. According to McCann and the FBI, Graves knows who is murdering the women, but refuses to talk until his last wish is granted; he wants to see the daughter he hasn’t spoken to for more than two decades. The clincher is that Leon is scheduled to hang in ten days. Annie’s life instantly starts to unravel again. Someone begins stalking her. Terror becomes her constant companion, and she is thrust into the center of a madman's sick and violent game. With only McCann at her back, she has no choice but to face the past she has spent her life running from—and the father she swore she would never set eyes on again.Contains Alternate Cover

    Now it's twenty years later, he's back from the Navy and investigating the death of their childhood friend. Turns out, he needs her help. What Private Investigator doesn't want a beautiful, sarcastic redhead for a partner? Together they have to unravel the secrets of the wealthy inhabitants of Point Road and their feelings for each other. As they grow closer, Maggie and Slater follow a trail of deception and murder, hoping to prove their dead friend innocent of what they fear most. No one is safe and the people involved will stop at nothing to cover their trail, a trail that leads the pair into the twisted world of child prostitution and exposes the darkest secrets of Point Road. A wry, romantic dramedy with a mind-blowing conclusion!

    

    He had left once before, and nothing would stop him from leaving again. Coming back to West Grove was the last thing Ian wanted to do. If it hadn't been for the rental property, the small town would've never seen him again. Two weeks and he'd be gone. Until he sees Jenna Avery and realizes there's more than a house needing repaired. The only problem - Two weeks may not be enough time to save her.

    Tall, athletic, drop dead gorgeous. The perfect combination to make a girl swoon. His family however, are a real piece of work. Ungrateful, rude, manipulative - he doesn't have the heart to tell them ‘no’. Why does he have to be such a sweetheart? A disastrous tackle towards the end of the Superbowl final has left him in agonizing pain… And zero feeling in one of his legs! Lucky for him I’m the best physical therapist in the business… And luckily for me I get to spend the next few weeks manhandling him through all his exercises. How on earth will I manage? Problem is I’m not allowed to date patients. How do I stop myself from falling for this smoking hot Superbowl champion? More importantly, how do I help him recover from this life changing injury? Rough Tackle is a football romance with a very HEA. For a limited time, this story comes with two bonus stories at the end: Family First & The Singer.

    One of her debts is with the owner of a landscaping company. Could she pay him back in services? He seems nice enough...Excerpt:As soon as Jeff walked into his office, he knew something was amiss because it was Monday morning and Todd and Alan were all smiles. When he stepped in, Mitch seemed to come out of nowhere, slapping him on the back and telling him what a glorious Monday morning it was.In his seven years working with Todd and Alan, Jeff had never seen them smile; he didn’t even know they could smile. And as for Mitch ... he must have smelled too many of those weeds they were taking out of their clients’ yards.Completely dumbfounded, he turned the corner into his office and immediately realized it wasn't weeds or weed. The reason behind the smiles on and the cheery disposition of these clowns on this glorious Monday morning took another shape altogether.Stumbling into his office after being caught off guard and slapped on the back, he was immediately greeted by the most gorgeous, ass-thetically pleasing tush in tight jeans he had seen in a long, long time.He wondered what the face looked like and quickly decided it didn't really matter as he focused on her assets while she was bent down shuffling through some papers and totally unaware of the eight eyes boring through her. Four pair of eyes who should have been working on something, but couldn't disengage.The fact that she was rummaging through his papers didn’t immediately register.The woman turned around without looking up and carried a stack of papers to a file cabinet that had come with the building and had never been used. As far as he could recall, the cabinet had never been opened, and so far, had been used as a shelf for a silk plant his mother gave him as a gift when he started the business.To his dismay, the plant was now in the trash bin next to the file cabinet. That hurt.The woman was oblivious to the attention she was getting and after depositing the stack of papers in a neat pile in the top drawer of the file cabinet, she turned around to see a gaping Jeff standing before her.The first thing Jeff thought before hinging his jaw back into place was that the woman's front-side was just as pretty as her backside. She looked to be in her early thirties, and not only wore the jeans very well, but the white t-shirt she had on was filled out in all the right places and looked like an advertisement for trouble.She was petite, but disproportionately bigger where it really mattered. Her hair was tied with one of those elastic fabric bands his nieces always wore, and her eyes were as green as the silk plant had once been.Jeff gave himself a few seconds before giving in to reason. Regretfully, he decided it was time to put an end to his enjoyment - nice tush or not. After all, this was his office, he was the boss, and he had no idea what the hell was going on.“What did you do to my plant?!” was somehow the first thing that came out of his mouth. As if realizing how stupid his remark was, Jeff rather forcefully shoved his amused employees out of the way and out of his office.She looked down at the trash bin he was pointing to, and she suddenly seemed very confused when she looked up to see his expectant and slightly flushed face.“It’s dead. I don't think it can be saved, so I threw it out." Bending down to get it, she added, "I can put it back up he ..."Now that really hurt. Not to mention the fact that her bending down again completely disarmed him.“How can silk be dead?” he snapped.“That was silk?" she replied smiling. "Wow, I never met anyone who could kill silk before.”Jeff tried to ignore the chuckles coming from the room next door, but just as he was about to snap at them, the intruder...

    Love Harder.Ransom’s Revenge is a steamy, stand-alone romance in the Broken Shifters world and ends in a Happy Ever After.

    I’m going to hell. I can hear the nuns now, condemning me, and I deserve it. How could I have let Maxwell Brandt kiss me? A man I found disgusting at the way he treated woman—as if they were disposable, to be used then thrown away. It didn’t matter who he was, or how much money he had. He was a horrible person. Who the hell am I kidding? I’m just as bad because I let him kiss me. Then I did the unthinkable and kissed him back, with a hunger I’ve never felt before. All of this while my fiancé was in the same house. It was a horrible mistake, one that can never happen again. I love Kevin. I want to make a life with him, not be used by a man who won’t remember my name a month from now. What Kevin and I have built is real and I’m not throwing it all away. It didn’t matter if no other man, including Kevin, had made me feel the way Max did, it was wrong. Despite the fact Max keeps coming back to entice me, I stand firm. I won’t cheat on Kevin. I won’t become that person, no matter how badly my body wants him. I don’t want to want him. Until the moment he drops a bomb that destroys everything. Kevin has been cheating. His words destroy the illusion I’ve been hiding behind, because I know he’s telling the truth. Knew it in the way Kevin has gradually been pulling away... late nights out with the guys, his disinterest in me, and the way he’s twice pushed back the date of the wedding. I hadn’t wanted to believe, had been willfully blind to preserve the promise of a future with a man I believed I loved. All I want is to hide and lick my wounds, but Max won’t let me. With Kevin gone, he demands I fulfill the promise of that kiss. I don’t understand how a man like him wants a plus size woman like me, when my own fiancé refused to date me before I lost weight. Yet, he does, refuses to go away. In a rush of anger, pain, and hunger, I give in. The feeling of being wanted by a man like Max wiping away the humiliation of Kevin’s betrayal. Maybe a fling, a rebound affair, is exactly what I need. No promises, no expectations, and no broken heart. At least, that’s the way it started. Max Out of curiosity, to get a look at the fiancée who put up with a cheating weasel like Kevin Jarvis, I find myself looking into the bright green eyes of a woman who makes my body hard with longing. Then the weasel does the unimaginable and introduces green eyes as his fiancée. Even though she looks at my hand like it’s a grenade about to go off, she takes it and we both feel the attraction. We’re both in deep shit now, because I know she feels what I feel and I’m about to go after her, fiancé or not. I don’t care if she stays with Kevin. I just want her body. Besides, it won’t last long, desire never does and I don’t want her clinging after it’s over. Only, the bitch keeps pushing me away, denying us both the satisfaction our bodies crave. Her sanctimonious refusal as she uses Kevin and her engagement ring as a shield pisses me off. I didn’t want to drop a bomb, but if it gets me what I want, her in my bed, then I’m not going to flinch from it. I need her to satisfy this craving that’s eating me from the inside out. I’ll make her pay for making us both wait. I’m not her ex, and I’m sick of paying for his stupidity. Her body makes my body ache and I want her exactly as she is. Only, inch by inch I’m consumed by my need. I warn myself to pull away, sure this won’t last, can’t last. But letting go isn’t an option, no matter how hard I try.