He’s the bonus. One bad decision destroys not only Sarah Clayborn’s life, but nearly costs her a lucrative job as the chief executive assistant to the city’s most powerful player. She’s lost her unborn child, her twin brother’s admiration, and any shred of decency her British-born mother instilled in her. To cope with the trauma, Sarah creates a persona – Angel. She’s the one who goes out on weekends and gets into trouble. She’s the one who seduces half the world’s rabble-rousers. She’s the one who meets Lucas Blackbourne. Sarah’s encounter with Lucas was supposed to be a one-time affair. A tenuous balm on her frigid heart that refuses to heal. But when she returns to work Monday morning and discovers that Lucas is helping her boss for the foreseeable future? Two halves start to become whole again. And it’s not pretty. What does Sarah want? Choice. A future. A sense of belonging in a world often too cruel to bear. To be empowered. But she can’t reclaim her life on her own. -Excerpt- “You presume to know my greatest regrets yet.” A growl powered through the undercurrent of his voice. Still, he did not look away from her eyes. “No. I presume to know what you desire, sir.” “Because…?” He was fishing for the perfect answer. If Sarah failed to supply it, she could kiss this encounter goodbye. “Because I want you just as badly.” Lucas eyed her with careful consideration. He sucked one of his cheeks into his mouth before looking away. He crossed his legs. She kept her grin of triumph to herself. “You don’t even know me, Angel.” “That’s supposed to be my line, Lucas.” He stood up behind her. His presence enveloped her, inviting her back against his chest, arms wrapped protectively around her. Sarah caught the eye of the server who had brought her the scotch. The woman smiled in approval and flashed the number four in her direction. Room 4 is available. Good to know. “This whole night is so backward. Next you’ll be telling me you want to be on top.” “Actually,” she said with a happy sigh, “I’d much rather you take the lead on that. If you don’t mind.” “This has got to be some kind of trap.” Lucas bit his knuckle, as if he could barely restrain himself from grabbing her and hauling her off to the nearest bed. What’s stopping you? I don’t have all night. “What’s your story, Angel?” “Don’t you know the story of any angel, sir?” Sarah stepped away, her hand lingering against his chest. His hard, devilish chest that was a greater siren song than that warm voice echoing in her ears. “Once we’re doing shit like this on Earth, we’re considered fallen goods.” “A fallen angel hasn’t done anything good with her existence.” “If you don’t consider doing this something good,” she began, walking in the direction of Room #4, “then I don’t know what to tell you. You either want me or you don’t, Lucas. No strings attached. Should be a dream for you.” She winked at him. He followed her.

    Now, I’m back because she’s the only person I can trust. And I couldn’t stay away for another day.Being near me means danger for the both of us because no one leaves the mob unscathed. She’s inking over my past one day at a time and it's strictly business for her, but the flames licking at our heels aren’t just from the heat between us.But the only thing harder than leaving the mob is leaving her. I’ll show her that what we have is forever as long as I’m still breathing…Under His Ink is a 55,000 word second chance mob romance.

    Success, women, money. The name Walker Holcomb meant something. I was on top of the world. It was a damn long way to fall. My third album tanked, and I looked for answers in a whiskey bottle. I went from the top of every sexiest man list to the butt of every joke on late night. Only thing in worse shape than me is the family farm. Old place is as ramshackle and beat up as I am—another damned lost cause. Until I open my screen door one day and find her on my front porch. Luscious and fiery. Stubborn as hell. Irresistible. Nothing’s had me this fired up in a long time. She makes me crazy. I want to shout and cuss at her. I want to get my hands on that body. Part of me wants to throw her off my porch, tell her to keep walking till she crosses the property line. The rest of me wants to back her up against the rail and hike up her skirt. Even bloodshot eyes can see she’s just what I’ve been waiting for.

    Brilliant. Pure perfection. Girl like that should be on my arm. Only problem?We hate each other's guts.Two CEO's with a decade of animosity.But now we've gone too far. Tit for tat is what it started with.A PR disaster is what we ended with.Now both our boards are ready to toss us into the gutter.The only solution?A completely fake engagement.Build back our reputations.Become darlings of the fashion world once more. Smile for the camera. As we whisper how much we hate each other.But when you stand a little too close, things start to change.Hell, maybe I'll have some fun with this. Mix some of this work with just a little pleasure. It's a fine line. Filled with risks.Because when it comes to business, it's always a game I play to win. And if I lose this one, I may just lose my heart. *** Boardroom Bride is a 70,000+ word full-length standalone novel with no cheating or cliff-hangers. Happily Ever After? You know it, babe. Also, for a limited time includes exclusive bonus content for your continued reading enjoyment!***

    I told them no.But after someone breaks into my gallery, destroying everything I own, and threatening me; I start to question how I'll ever come back from this.Until a stranger comes to my rescue, risking his own safety for mine.He saved me.Bold and charming, his muscles were hard as rock and his strength was fierce; he made everything right.Life began to fall back into place, and for a brief moment, I was able to forget about everything else. I wish that moment could have lasted a little bit longer.Because everything I thought I knew about my hero was a lie. He wasn't my savior, he was my enemy.I heard that bad things happen in threes.The break in, the lies... I didn't know what was next.I guess it's true, when it rains—he pours.And this man laid it on thick in all the right places.So how do I let him go?

     The only rule in the family, leave Russo's daughter alone. Stay close, keep her safe, but hands-off. Except when he tries to marry her off. I can't let that happen. Those beautiful brown eyes. Delicious curves. Skin so soft under my fingers. What was the rule? I can't remember anymore. Because all I want is Alliana. And nothing will stop me from getting her. Luca is the first book in the Sinful Shadows Mafia series.

     She’s a pawn in our twisted game. Caught between two killers. And we each have VERY different ideas on how to use her. She’s better off with me than she is with the sadistic scum who owns her. But that’s not saying much. Because I’m a killer and a beast. And when this beautiful prey falls in my path, You can be damn sure I’m going to devour her. After I’d had my fill, I thought I’d just throw her aside and get back to what I was doing: Putting a bullet in her drug lord owner. But I didn’t go through with it. There’s something different about this one. She’s special. Fragile. Worth protecting. And if she wants to survive this hellhole, she’ll have to recognize the truth – That I’m the only one who can keep her alive. She might not care about herself anymore. But there’s someone else whose life is worth saving… The life of the baby I put in her womb. I never thought I’d say these words. But if any man lays a finger on my little angels… I’ll kill him where he stands. DON’T HURT MY BABY is a standalone contemporary bad boy baby heist romance. It's hot, exciting, safe, and of course comes with a perfect HEA. It also includes bonus novels so you never have to stop reading!

    Real life felt like a dream, a world so perfect that her heart swelled with happiness. But, in the night, her dreams became nightmares, reminding her there was plenty she still didn’t know. The SEAL Brotherhood motto, where the only easy day was yesterday, rang all too true for Navy Seal Isaac Lewis. The girl of his dreams was at his fingertips, but was just out of reach. He was faced with decisions, ones he knew were right, and ones he knew were wrong. Somewhere, somehow, the line began to blur, and he was certain he’d overstepped that line, but he wasn’t sure he wanted to go back. Two worlds collide by accident, by chance, or by fate? SEAL's Second Chance is an 70,000 word standalone second chance Navy SEAL romance with a HEA and no cheating.

    We have a duty to protect our families at all costs. A mission to ensure absolute loyalty within our ranks. In the underworld, the only laws that matter are our own. And those who betray them never live long to regret it. This collection from romance’s hottest authors will take you to places without rules. To places without laws. To places where brute strength is the only power that matters. Brute strength…and lust. With breathtaking action, and romances that defy everything, rules won’t get in the way of protecting what’s ours… You’ll easily get swept away in our City of Sin

    Now he's back in town for my big brother's wedding. And we're stuck in this chapel together. Still the same ol' Carter. Cool with a capital "C". Enough swagger to charm the panties off every cheerleader. Well, my panties aren't going anywhere. What he did to me was unforgivable. Or so I thought. He's still my enemy. But maybe we can be... frenemies?

    I’m about to get really pissed off. Maybe I should just go (in hindsight…even based on what happened next, I’d probably do it all the same!) As is, I hate blind dates! I usually create this “picture perfect” guy in my head and then reality generally walks in! Ohhh god, and reality can be REALLLLLY cruel at times (MOST of the time!!!).Anyway…I’ve just moved back to Seattle to work with my dad at his law firm. We haven’t always had the best relationship…I’m really hoping that this is him reaching out to me. Honestly, blind-dates are the last thing I need right now in my life!I’m about to give up on this night and leave when the most delicious looking specimen of a man comes up to me. I honestly thought I was hallucinating! This guy is ravishing…the type of “stop and stare” guy. Mr. I LITERALLY felt I wanted to get pregnant just by looking at him, says...“Please, tell me I’m the one you’ve been waiting for!” with a naughty smirk on his face.“Are you David Blake?” I ask.“No, but I can be anyone you want me to be.” He smiles, and my head…ohhh god…my head is filled with strong dose of naughty thoughts (a “bit” of an understatement actually!). It’s not my blind-date…and I think to myself (well, I’M TRYING to think!!!) What the hell should I do?I don’t know what the heck happened to me but I stare right into his eyes and say “Tell you what, I’m staying upstairs.” I pause. I could feel his eyes penetrating me. And then I drop the bomb… “Let’s skip the drinks and the preamble, you follow me to my room, and let's have one hell of a one-night stand. You don’t even have to tell me your name.”I couldn’t believe I just said that!He’s shocked. I’m shocked. I don’t normally do this kind of thing. But we do it. Oh, boy…do we do it. We have the most amazing, earth shattering night that I could ever dream of. And THAT was the gift…now comes the SLAP…When the weekend is over and I go in to work on Monday morning. The secretary shows me in to my dad’s office. What the heck is he doing in here? Mr. I LITERALLY felt I wanted to get pregnant just by looking at him turns and smiles.Guess what? My one-night stand is my dad’s billionaire best friend, Jared Hawthorne. He’s my new client. Things are about to get really complicated!Business or Pleasure? is a stand alone romance book with an amazing HEA!

    What a joke. Rourke It should’ve been punishment enough, right? Instead, I’m stuck with this woman, A fiery redhead with a mouth that would make a sailor blush. She hates me, but she wants me. The two aren’t mutually exclusive, And I can sympathize. Because I want to wrap my hands around her neck . . . while I kiss her. And not just to shut her up. Okay, maybe sometimes. Because the line between lust and hate is so thin, I’m not sure where I end and she begins. As night falls, even a sassy mob princess needs protection. Margo Sweet baby Jesus, the man sure is pretty. I just wish he’d keep his mouth shut. Or uses it for other things. Because Romeo and Juliet we are not, Even if we do come from other sides of the divide. Being kidnapped is one thing, but being kidnapped by him is not so much fun, Even when he says it’s for my own good. That no one will ever protect me as well as him. Thing is, I can almost believe him. Because when he’s not annoying the hell out of me, he’s making me sigh. But I don’t do love. Not now, not ever. Not even as night falls. Love filthy talking Irish American mobsters who can melt your panties with just a whisper? As Night Falls is a full-length standalone Irish gangster romance with no cheating, no cliffhangers and a guaranteed HEA!

    Make a way.” Lilly I always thought that life after college would be smooth sailing. I’d get a great job, or maybe even find a company and a career I was desperately passionate about. But here I was, broke, uninspired, unemployed, and about to move to Chicago to live with my brother… my stepbrother. Things couldn’t be worse, and to top it all off, I’ve made an epic blunder that could ruin our relationship. Why did he have to be so hot? Nate I haven’t seen my stepsister in almost eleven years, so when it comes to brotherly affection I have a lot of catching up to do. When I heard that she was looking for a new place to live, I knew I had to bring her to Chicago and help her. What I didn’t realize was that my little sister… my stepsister… was really the girl of my dreams, and I’d do anything to keep her by my side, even if it meant employing a little bit of professional espionage to get my way. Besides, what she doesn’t know, won’t hurt her, and she’ll have me to thank when she has the life she’s always wanted. “His New Roommate” is a standalone romance with no cliff-hanger and a guaranteed HEA. “Double Heat”, a bonus novel is also included at the end for your pleasure.

    Marrying My Neighbor is a stand-alone novel with no cheating, no cliff hangers and a sumptuous happily ever after.

    I wasn't supposed to fall in love.I'm at the top of my field—one of the best bodyguards money can buy. I've protected all sorts of people, but my least favorite are the snobby Hollywood types. So when I was hired to watch over Sally Swanson, movie star extraordinaire, I was ready to deal with a spoiled brat.But she's nothing like I expected.She's tough... athletic... and I can't help but watch her when she's stretching on set for her big scenes. Even the smell of her gets me excited.Every little glance she gives me makes it obvious she feels our chemistry. She knows how badly I want to spread her thighs; I'm dying to spend hours, days, years just making her moan. Then everything snaps—and we both give in to our desire.Sally wants to keep our fling a secret. Thing is, she's already got a secret, one much bigger than our filthy hookups.This isn't just Hollywood gossip. Sally's past could destroy everything around her.It could even destroy me.