I just don't play by the rules.But who does, really?Anyone who says they do are just hypocrites.I'm labeled as a rebel because I'm honest about it.My parents try to straighten me out by dragging me to church-- boring!But when I listen to pastor Kaine Cross speak, I can't take my eyes off of him.I know he doesn't play by the rules, either. I can see it in the way he looks at me.There's only one sin I haven't committed. And I want it to be with him.I want my pastor to be my first.KAINEWhat's more shameful than a divorced pastor?A pastor lusting after a 19-year-old girl.As a man of God, my community holds me to a higher standard.I have responsibilities as a spiritual leader. I must resist temptation.No matter how sweet and mouthwatering it may be.I have to rebuild my soiled reputation and redeem myself in the eyes of my congregation.But Maggie's curves are tight, ripe and impossible to ignore.At the end of the day, I'm already a sinner.Big Bad Sinner is a delightfully sinful forbidden romance! Absolutely no cheating and guaranteed HEA!

    Stealing Conleigh Part 2 Holden James is a thorn in my side. He’s rude, conceited, and he’s also my boyfriend’s best friend. When Ezra suggested we move into together, I didn’t know he meant the three of us. Two’s company and three is a crowd, at least that is what I thought…until one night changes everything. Conleigh Meyers is the last person I should want. She’s my best friend’s girl, therefore untouchable. At least she was…until one night ignited a fire in me that burns only for her. I try to stay away from her but it’s impossible with her room across the hall from mine. There’s only one thing I can do…let her go. That’s the idea anyway. However, fate has other plans.

    For Nathan Alexander it's not an option. It's a way of life. As an attorney he defends the defenseless. But, when the suit comes off and the gloves go on, he finds his passion is teaching others to defend themselves. His life was purposefully methodical. Completely under control. Just the way he likes it. Until Emma McClain stumbles into his gym. Battered. Broken. And utterly breathtaking. After his last relationship, Alex swore he'd never give another woman the power to hurt him. But with her unforgettable smile and killer legs, Emma has him fighting for control. Will he be able to save her before it's too late? Or will an unexpected revelation cost them both the ultimate price? **Author's note: Contains intense and emotional depictions of abuse. Please do not read lightly. P.S. No pets were harmed in the making of this book. While this book does NOT end on a cliffhanger, it does end with an HFN. There WILL be a continuation in a short story as part of an upcoming anthology.

    When his tongue found it's way into my mouth I could feel a fire starting to burn between my thighs. The moment I saw Demon at Twisted, I knew he was down for a sultry good time. He stepped back and I couldn't help it but I started to cover myself. He smacked my hands away, the scars that nobody has ever seen suddenly felt like they were on fire under his gaze. "What happened?" It almost brought tears to my eyes. "An abusive ex." I replied mournfully. Rebecca fights with her past demons and tries to hold on to her future. Her babies are her life. Jack is a forbidden obsession at first, but could be more if luck is on her side. Continue to read as the plot thickens and takes a turn for the scandalous. Contains content not suitable for 18 or under

    . . but only for a moment.The next night, he was waiting for me.He sat there in his expensive suit and watched.No participation.My only acknowledgement was the look of lust in his eyes.It continued until the night before I left,when I found a card under my door.No words. Just a number. So, I texted him.I’d never done anything like it before.It felt so dirty and wrong, but at the same time, I felt alive.He was much older than me, so intimidating and sexy.He made me feel things no man ever has.I was under his spell.The last thing I expected was to ever see him again.

    Her name is Elynn. Alex Hanas couldn't believe that after so many years as a widower, his father was getting remarried. To make matters worse, the American gold digger had a kid—a daughter named Elynn. After months of avoiding it, Alex goes to brunch with every intention of giving his father's new family the deep freeze. But he can't pull it off with Elynn's anxious green-grey eyes locked on him. That was the day his life changed. Four years later, Alex is as close to Elynn as a stepbrother can be. But that's not enough for him. He wants more...and he's done waiting. Making Her His is a complete stand-alone novel of 68,000+ words.

    Forced to be tough, wary, and hard. She’s only been able to count on herself. Until Enzo. He’s much older and responsible for looking after her. What should be a job to him, evolves into much more. Late night phone calls. Lingering touches. A forbidden fire that burns brighter each day. Everything about him exudes strength. His will to protect her is more than she could ever ask for. Sadly, though, even heroes have their limitations. But she doesn’t need a hero. She just needs him.

    And the hunt was on. A beast has just kicked down my front door. He’s massive, scarred, just out of prison, and refuses to budge. Unless I go with him. He’s made it clear what he wants—my untouched body beneath his giant, damaged one. If I run, he’ll hunt me down and take it. But when he slips and shows me his desperation… I’m no longer sure whether I want to run to him or away from him.

    My father never protected me from his dealings in the family—La Cosa Nostra. Being the daughter of a mob boss, you pick up a few things, one of which was how to assert dominance in order to survive. I could do that with the best of them.My role as a woman was to take care of the house in my mother’s absence—keeping my brother out of trouble, taking care of my father’s legitimate businesses, and showing control in the face of the public. I was a master of control, of manipulating men, of getting what I wanted.And what I wanted was Stefan Giannotti.Except, having him meant I had to relinquish control.I did things I’m not proud of. I made choices that could’ve gotten me killed. But in the end, I did it all for the family, to prove you don’t need a prick between your legs to wield power.My name is Jordana Albanese, and this is my story. My story of imperfection, realism, and struggle. It's not for the faintest of hearts. I had to suffer in order to learn, in order to let go an ounce of control, and if you can get through my torment, you’ll understand control is temporary. It's surviving that offers lasting power.

    Now eighteen years later he’d moved on and built a life for himself, leaving the past behind. That is until his adoptive brother’s daughter searched him out. The brother who’d made his life a living hell. Now he’s back in his hometown at the request of his ‘niece’ and his revenge just might take another form.

    Then I met Machi.I shouldn't have been there that night. I shouldn't have seen that man die--or the face of his killer. Every part of me wanted to run and hide, to escape and forget what I saw.But then he caught me. He stole me and pushed me into his world. He said if I listened to him, he could give me what I wanted. . .My freedom.He forgot to mention that freedom comes with a price. I'm going to be auctioned off and there's nothing I can do to change that.He wants me to believe that he isn't the bad guy. But I know better. Except... his hard jaw and full lips are hard to ignore, his voice makes my heart flutter, and his hands—his hands are purely toxic, unfurling my body with one touch.He's a monster, and monsters lie. They lurk in the dark and rain hell on your soul.I never thought that loving one was possible. . .Until I met him.

    Getting mixed up in Felix Stone’s world was never my intention. He’s my boss. He’s filthy rich with a heart of stone. I’m just a small-town girl trying to learn the ropes. I know he’s against the rules, he needs to keep his hands off me. But once he touches me, I can never forget that feeling of my panties soaking wet. I’m addicted to his body, I’m desperate for one more touch. I’m an idiot because I keep going back for more. Felix shuts everyone out. He shuts his daughter out too, and she’s just a six-year-old kid. Why would I be any different? I know he wants nothing more from me, than to ravish my shuddering body. By the end of this cat and mouse game, I’m going to be left standing with my panties at my ankles and my heart in my hands. This is a standalone novella of approximately 40,000 words. No cheating, no cliffhanger, and a guaranteed happily ever after.

    After all I've accomplished, coaching high school football should be easy...but when you've got a distraction in the form of a nerdy girl with curves, things can get complicated.She's a student, she's barely legal, and she's my best friend’s daughter. I didn't know what desire was until Megan. I had no idea obsession could drive someone insane, until I saw her. I wasn't prepared for the fact that once I laid eyes on Megan my life would really begin.I have to have her, no matter what the cost. I have to breed her and bind her to me so tightly she can't ever getaway. She'll be mine, even if I have to take her.Warning: this book is ridiculous, over the top, completely unbelievable, and pretty much just about breeding the heroine. If you're okay with that, welcome to my dirty, dirty book! Just remember, I warned you.

    I’ve decided to lay myself bare. To tell the truth for once in my hollow life, no matter how dark it gets. And I can assure you, it will get so dark that you’ll find yourself feeling around the blackened corners of my mind, seeking a door handle that isn’t there. Don’t mistake this for a confession. I neither seek forgiveness nor would I accept it. My sins are my own. They keep me company. Instead, this is the true tale of how I found her, how I stole her, and how I lost her. She was a damsel, one who already had her white knight. But every fairy tale has a villain, someone waiting in the wings to rip it all down. A scoundrel who will set the world on fire if that means he gets what he wants. That’s me. I’m the bad guy. Author's Note: This is a 90,000-word romance with dark themes and a HEA.

    Hated him from the age of eighteen. He disappeared at the age of nineteen. We started off as enemies, then fast became lovers. But our story isn’t a happily ever after. It was a story of a king and a peasant. Can you guess which I was? I knew we weren’t meant to be. You see, he fell in love with her first. He loved me last.I'm not someone's second choice.Not even for the boy who stole my heart. I'm someone's first. Now, I just have to remember that.