sharp. Check. Count forty-seven steps to cubicle. Check. Arrange pens in their red-blue-black-green-purple order of importance. Check. Apply hand sanitizer before opening email. Double check.And that’s just the first few minutes of her work day.Thirty-one-year-old proofreader Bailey Mitchell is a slave to her tics. She inherited Obsessive Compulsive Disorder from her father, and it’s done nothing but inhibit her love life. She’s run the gamut of boyfriends—none of them willing or able to cope with her condition.Enter 32-year-old Reece Powell, her new coworker at Beach Elite Marketing Firm. He’s more than willing to cope. He finds her habits cute and quirky... for now. Reece wins her over, and life coasts along for them until Bailey experiences a devastating blow. Tragedy exacerbates her OCD, and Reece realizes her tics aren’t so cute and quirky anymore. Just like all the others, he has the choice to leave.But Reece isn’t like all the others.

    Read at your own risk You do not say no to Graham Savage, because Graham Savage doesn’t ask. Just like his name suggests, he takes, and right now, he believes I’m his. He is a cold, calculated, ruthless, formidable Irish mobster, and... my step-dad. Regardless of the fact that it's nothing more than a business transaction, he's technically married to my mom. Even still, I find myself scared to be caught, yet even more terrified of being cut loose. They say love is like a butterfly…well, we are about to prove to the world that it’s also like a punch in the face. Sometimes inevitable…and always painful.

    He’s been my everything for the last twenty-two years. I’ve loved him through every girlfriend he’s ever brought home. Through his college years and then mine. I’ve loved him through two deployments. And ever since the day I told him how I felt, he’s acted like I’m a stranger.My name is Danielle Reid, and it’s time for me to get my man. Our future is an unexpected fate, and no matter what our parents, siblings, and friends say…it’s going to be worth every second of the fight to make it happen.

    Brooding: check. Ex-SEAL: check. Rude, suspicious, still annoyingly sexy: check check check. If he were a romance hero, he’d be perfect, but as a neighbor, I have to say I’m not impressed. The department relies on me to keep Alderman Trabucco safe until the election, and as a rookie police officer, I can’t afford to screw this up. Especially not by being too distracted by Jerkface McSexypants upstairs. Except he’s there every time I turn around, and my instincts scream that he’s not who he seems. Of course, my instincts also seem to think clothing is optional when we’re together, so I’m not sure what to believe. All I ever wanted in life was to make a difference in people’s lives. Now the good guys are out to kill me, and a killer might be my best chance at staying alive. Payne will do anything to keep me safe, but who’s going to keep me safe from him?

    Things go from chaotic to scorching hot when I run into my old crush, Miles Thatcher, on my way out of the building.Talk about disastrous timing. I haven’t seen him in years – five to be exact.Since the day we buried his sister – my best friend.That was both the best and worst day of my life.It was also the day Miles kissed me – and promptly forgot about me.Some things never change. He still has no clue who I am. Miles is no longer the boy I fell in love with. Now he’s just a stuck-up big shot with a big bank account and bigger ego.I wish I didn’t still have feelings for him but seeing him again only makes me want him more. If only Miles would finally ‘see’ me. A lot can happen over five years, but time hasn’t erased the guilt he carries. Underneath his fancy façade is a man who can’t get over the grief of losing his baby sister... or the regret of not being able to prevent it.And I’m just the girl who can’t get over him.

    The alternate cover edition is here.Their first meeting could have been better. He ran into her and her hot coffee, and raced off with a burn and a snarl. Their second meeting should have been better. He lay naked, face down on her massage table while she stared at him in horror. Being attracted to Mr. Tall, Dark and Rude hadn't been on her agenda. Shelby just wants him out of her massage clinic before he recognizes her or she says something obnoxious before jumping that sexy body. Not professional. Not at all.But when Shelby Vanzant and Shane Collins meet again, the third time's the charm. Shane has found his match, a sexy, intelligent woman he can't stop thinking about. Shelby is scared, because she might grow to like this guy. The last guy she liked dumped her for his cuter, blonder secretary. She's willing to take a chance--maybe--if her flamboyant mother, Shane's macho best friend, and his Casanova of a younger brother don't screw things up. With fate on their side, they might both have a shot at a love they'd stopped looking for.

    Bromberg guaranteed to make you swoon.Blakely Foxx is having one of those years.Her divorce may have been finalized a few months ago, but her ex is already engaged to someone half her age. Her younger boss is determined to sabotage her chance at getting the promotion she rightly deserves. And to make matters worse, she’s closing in on the big 4-0. There isn’t enough wine or ice cream in the world to convince her things will turn around.When Blakely meets Slade Henderson, she’s left wondering why an early-thirties, hotter than hell, cardiothoracic surgeon would take an interest in her.She’s been warned that he’ll break her heart, but she’s willing to take the chance. Not only is he helping her get that promotion, but in the process, he’s encouraging her to find the parts of herself she’s lost over the past few years.Slade shows her that good guys really do exist, but who knew the hardest part about turning forty would be realizing the man you thought was a rebound, is actually your happily ever after?

     I woke up next to a complete stranger. To top that, hes my new husband. He's a red-hot divorce lawyer with an ice-cold command. Just pretend it’s real he says. He needs a fake wife for the holidays to get his family off his back. Maybe I can take this lemon and make lemonade.. Maybe the hot lawyer can do a trade and be my fake boyfriend in front of my parents. Just for a few weeks. Except we have wine with dinner. He feeds me dessert. Kisses me all the way to the bed... All at once, it doesn’t feel like pretend anymore.

    Who just so happens to also be my ex-boyfriend.It’s complicated. Two years ago, he broke my heart when he left me to do his father’s bidding. After months of crying, I finally accepted he was gone and wasn’t going to look back. That maybe he’d never loved me at all. I never wanted to see Luca again.Now a cruel twist of fate has signed me over to him in a heartless deal. I’m his. He thinks he did me a favor, but I feel like I’ve been given a death sentence. He doesn't want to get married because he still loves me. No, he did it for money. More power.I’m going to be a mafia wife. And there’s only one way out of it. Death.But as it turns out, someone else doesn’t want me to marry the ruthless Luca Bianchi. And if he has his way, I’ll see that early grave.Due to mature content and themes this book is recommended for readers aged eighteen and over. Code of Silence is an arranged marriage and a complete standalone. This novel may contain triggers.

     When he’s not surfing the shores of Southern California he’s singing with his band on a world tour… which leads him to my state and a visit to our small town to hang out with our family for a week to recharge his batteries. It’s the first time I’ve seen him in years and it’s time for another first time that I’ve been saving especially for him. But if this rock star rocks my world will his tour bus pull out in the morning or will I get to sing the perfect duet on the beaches of sunny California with a baby from my dad’s bronzed best buddy… forever? *Rock Star's Baby is an insta-everything standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    Just not mine.He checks off plenty of boxes. Wealthy, brilliant, hot, and with a southern drawl that makes my toes curl.Oops. Not my toes.I don’t need a man. I most definitely don’t need Nash Reynolds. He might’ve come along at a time when I could use a distraction, but the answer is still no.My ex taught me plenty of lessons. The most important one: never count on any man to treat me right.I’m smart woman, and I learn from my mistakes, so I’m not about to fall for Nash. Not his Southern charm, not his way-too-hot for my eyes good, not his touch … Just no.Okay, maybe he does make my toes curl and make me wonder about things a girl shouldn’t be wondering about. Maybe he helps me out at a time when I really need it. Maybe, just maybe, he shows me he might be worth it.

    Between my rugged good-looks, rock-hard body, and panty-melting smile, I was used to getting my way.…But then she walked into my club.DELILAH MILESI may have grown up with the finer things in life, but that doesn’t mean I take crap from anyone. I’m tough as nails, fiercely independent, and am never afraid to speak my mind.…But then then he stormed into my life.

    Commanded. Consumed.With a dirty mind and a mouth to match, Clay Nichols is everything Julia never knew she wanted and exactly what she cannot have. He walked into her life one night and unlocked pleasure in her that she never knew was possible. Possessing her body, captivating her every thought. Which makes him way too dangerous for Julia to risk her heart, given that she has a price tag on her head. She ran after one mind-blowing week with him, but now he's back, and determined to make her his own.No matter the cost.She was a sexy drug to him. Fiery, unforgettable, and never enough, Julia is an enigma, and Clay isn't willing to let her go without a fight. But she's got dark secrets of her own that threaten to destroy any chance of happiness. She's a wanted woman—the stakes are high, her every move is watched, and yet the lure between them can't be denied. Can two people burned by love trust again when desire and passion are met by danger at every turn?

    He wasn't my type - tall, dark... dangerous. My stomach flipflopped whenever he was around and I got so tongue-tied I could never get words out of my mouth. But it didn't matter. He never talked to me. Barely knew I existed. Why did I just spend the last decade dreaming about him? I'm shy, quiet… still a virgin. A man like Dante Calegari would never be interested in a girl like me. So, I made him an offer he couldn't refuse. ~ She thinks I don't know how she feels, thinks she's hidden it all from me. She couldn't be more wrong. I've known Noemi since she was twelve, watched her grow up. She was sweet back then, a little shy, too quiet. Never talked to me. Just smiled, nodded, and walked away. Then the sweet girl I knew went away to college, traveled the world and came home to torment me. But it could never happen between us. I'm a ruthless killer and she's the girl next door.Then she made a decision that changed things. She handed me what I needed. A pass to my own personal paradise, or a one-way ticket to Hell, depending on how you looked at it. She gave me permission to ruin her. She asked me to agree to the Virgin Clause and I wasn't strong enough to say 'no.' Now, she's all mine. If I can keep her alive.

    He gave me his stone-cold heart.Life plan:Move to Vegas. Start my own bar. Kick ass and take names.Reality:Struggle to pay rent. Wear mini-skirts and hand out drinks to dirty old men at the Lux Casino.Yeah, I really made it...One night, while handing out drinks, I had the misfortune of turning down the wrong sleazy man.Mr. Glass.Big mistake.I didn't realize my knight in shining armor would be even more powerful than Mr. Glass.Utterly gorgeous. Dangerous. And he's my boss.You know the type.The one your church group said to avoid or you'll go straight to hell.Well slap some devil horns on me, because honey, I ain't telling this bad boy no.This is a full-length romantic suspense with an over-the-top alpha and an insta-love relationship. You'll get your happily ever after and a surprise ending that will leave you breathless.