Denver, Colorado1987There are two sides to every story.The surface reality that’s presented to the world.And then there’s the other side.The real one.The one that matters.Seventeen-year-old, self-proclaimed asshole, Toby Page, is alone.No friends.No family.He trades maintenance work in exchange for room and board.Every day he fights demons no one else can see.Every day he wants to give up.But he can’t.Not yet.When Alice Eliot moves in downstairs, she offers Toby some light in his dark world.At a crossroads and barely hanging on, it’s hard to have perspective.It’s difficult to see your own worth when you’re the villain in your story.Luckily for Toby, Alice brings things out in him that no one else ever has.As the two sides of Toby’s story are revealed, and the full reality comes into view, truth is gained.Improbable alliances prove that kindness is fundamentally human.Unlikely heroes emerge.The question is, Will it all be enough to save him?

    Since his father never truly acknowledged him, no one could accuse him of that.As far as the outside world knows, Killian is just a distant cousin, a nobody who showed promise and worked until he could declare himself the king of Boston.Still, he must answer to his father.When doing so puts his life on the line, Killian’s world is turned upside down. Now, he must fight tooth and nail to keep the life he’s built.The one person he sees as the key to that is Belle Tate.Belle is innocent, but as the daughter of the man who set Killian up to take the fall for murder, she will be his revenge.It’s the perfect plan.The problem is, plans never truly work out like you imagine they will when you’re Killian O’Leary.He thought he was using Belle to reclaim his kingdom.She just might be the one person who can claim him and give him a whole new world.

    Honor and conscience have no place in my life. But I've fought and I've survived. I've had to.The first time I saw her dancing on that seedy stage in that second rate club, I felt my heart pulse for the first time. Keelyn Foster was too young, too vibrant for this place, and I knew in an instant that I would make her mine. But first I had to climb my way to the top. I had to have something more to offer her.I'm here now, money is no object and I have no equal. Except for her. She's disappeared. But don't worry, I will find her and claim her. She will be mine.Like I said, don't be fooled. I am not the devil in disguise… I'm the one front and center.

    His job is to find an easy target and take her back to his place for a few days. He is working his way up the crime ladder doing a job he never wanted.Lily Hilton has it all, but is hiding from a troublesome past. When she enters a bar downtown, and runs into her old high school crush, her entire world is turned upside down. She is determined to make him notice her, but that plan may work better than she expects. Colton does not hesitate to take Lily home and use her as his new pawn, but their past begins to catch up with them as their secrets unravel and he must decide what is more important to him, protecting Lily or himself.Excerpt:"Cole...""Answer the f**king question!" I took a deep breath, struggling not to lose control completely."I knew you didn't do it.""You don't f**king know me, Rose. Does this look innocent to you? Huh?" I pointed to the spare bedroom with the lock dangling from its metal closure."I'm Lily now," she whispered as she wrapped her arms around herself. I leaned in closer, knowing she was terrified."You're whoever the f**k I want you to be. For the next two weeks I f**king own you and, if you're lucky, you may still be alive when all of this is over." She had awakened an animal inside of me, and as I spat my hatred at her I could still taste her on my tongue. I hated myself for giving in to her. Tears welled in her eyes and her chin quivered as she struggled to keep from breaking down. I cupped her cheek, running the pad of my finger over her silky skin. "Don't cry, Rose. Things are just about to get fun." I placed a gentle kiss over her lower lip and ran my thumb over it, soothing her. "Can you taste that, Rose?" All traces of anger had left my voice, but something had snapped inside of me. "I can still taste your sweetness, still smell you all over me." I leaned down and ran my nose up the curve of her neck, inhaling. I grabbed her wrist as my mouth reached her ear."Look what you're doing to me, Rose." I placed her hand on my jeans so she could feel how stiff my c**k was from just thinking about her. She tried to pull back but I tightened my grip and held her against me. "Do you still think I'm the good guy?"Warning: This novel is intended for readers 18 yrs. older

    . . I don't see how this will end well. After a chance meeting, Isabelle was falling at Isaac Holt's feet--literally. His enigmatic personality set her pulse racing, but no matter how much Izzy craves Isaac's touch, she can't have him. Morally and ethically, he is off limits. He is the enemy. Her astute brain understands this, but her lust-driven heart needs a little more convincing. Join a fast-paced story based on forbidden love. Can two people on opposing sides of the team work together for love? Or will outsider influences force their cart off the tracks before the fireworks truly begin? This is a story about two people NOT destined to be together. This is not your typical love story. Not everything is black and white: there is a whole heap of gray no one pays any attention to. Lovers of Meghan March's Beneath Series and Sylvia Day's Bared to You are devouring Enigma of Life! Scroll up to one click this suspenseful romance now! Please note: Book 1 and 4's covers were recently switched.

    Like a trained possession, weak against their control.She has been conditioned with our blood for years. She just doesn’t know it yet...But Midnight Mayhem was the stained glass that concealed a very dark culture.A culture that she is about to become the center of.The Brothers of Kiznitch come in fours, and they’re not happy about me being hustled into their acts.Or are we? Careful, Little Bird. A warning is a warning for a reason…Mind-tricks.Stunts.Deceit.Power.But there’s something uglier that has been haunting me for years upon years. So ugly that I have never seen its face. I never had to. I’d hear his whispers through my internal screams, feel his shadow brush against my nightmares. He was my the monster that tormented me.And maybe lived under your bed…When I started Midnight Mayhem, his presence faded.His whispers were silenced.His shadow dissolving without a trace.I wondered why that was. She didn’t have to wonder for long…

    

    That's why I brought these handcuffs. I love a good chase. I'm practically untouchable, but they're always staring my way. Women are obsessed with men like me. That's a given. With a body like mine, it's a bit like cheating. It's too damn easy. From the beginning, I've followed my own code. Rule one: Never fall in love with a good f*ck. They'll only let you down. Trust me. I've had my fair share of hardships. Rule two: Always go back for seconds. Easy as pie. "On your knees with your hands behind your back." There wasn't any warning about a girl like her. My Virginia. She's the most beautiful woman in this dive bar. Her smile pushes me over the edge. Her body sends shivers down my spine. I have to pull out every trick in the book to get a chance to talk to her. I'm going to make her tremble and quake. There's one major problem. She has something to do with those robberies. But I can't stop thinking about the way that woman f*cks. She's been playing me for a fool. One night in that interrogation room and I'll have her begging for forgiveness. She should have known. Never fall in love with a man in uniform. **MARSHALL is a standalone, full length bad boy novel with a HEA and absolutely NO CLIFFHANGERS!**

    The four of us, that’s what we do.They say I have no emotions.I wish. I feel everything, maybe more than you.They said I shouldn’t fall in love with a married woman.They’re right about that, too. It wasn’t part of the assignment.But I did. Now they want her.My demons are going to destroy them.There once was a girl who believed in fairytales.They all came true.With contracts and lies and deceit.There is a woman who cries herself to sleep.Who lives a lie behind a beautiful mask.There is a woman who almost gave up.Almost.But then her prince charming came.He is everything she needs.Mysterious, dark, dangerous, who makes her do things, things that would shock you.Everything that she needs.There is a woman who belongs to someone else, who can never leave.There is a woman who is imprisoned by deals and money and power.There is a woman who loves a man she cannot have. There is a man and a woman who will be destroyed. **Intended for adult audiences, 18+, strong language, strong sexual content, MFM, BDSM, ends in a cliffhanger.**

    I know I should make him leave. He's surely capable of fending for himself, but it's the middle of winter, the roads are icy and around these parts that can mean a death sentence. I don't have any other choice but to help this handsome stranger. My heart has been broken one too many times, and I've refused to let anyone back in. Can I keep this man from melting my heart with his charm, or will it be as frigid as it was yesterday? Today is Valentine's after all, and stranger things have happened.

    So trusting.
Like you think I’m not a monster.
Like I won’t wrap your hair in my fist and bend you to my will.
Like I won’t sacrifice you, piece by piece, to save my brother.I’m the most dangerous enemy you’ll ever have because every time you look at me, you see somebody good. That friend who died.And when you look at me like that, I die again.MiraI spent years making myself invisible.A good girl, apart from the noise.
Then you came back, beautiful and deadly in your Armani suit.
Don’t look at me like you still know me, you say.
But I remember your smile and those sunny days.Before they lowered your small casket into the ground.
Before they told us the prince was dead.

    I was in the wrong place at the wrong time,And I witnessed a crime.The police are failing to protect me.And my chance of survival isn't looking good.Andrusha, is the cold and dangerous leader of the Vancouver Russian mafia,He's also my best chance to make it to trial alive.The only thing we have in common,Is our shared enemy.This man is everything your mom warned you about.He's ruthless.He's cold.And he likes to be in control.I should be afraid of him.I should keep my distance.So why is he the only one who makes me feel safe?Who will protect me from my protector?

    They will regret ever having touched what I protect. These men have never come up against a Wraith, and I swear, this Wraith will be the last thing they see before they meet their miserable end.

    Twenty-three-year-old Coraline Wilson is fresh out of college and just wants to experience life to the fullest for the first time. On her journey towards self-discovery, she ends up meeting twenty-seven-year-old Declan Callahan. They fall for each other hard and fast…but their families may prove to be problematic… A Ruthless People Prequel Novella (about 46,000 words)

    Except give him up. When he looks at me, I forget why I can’t have him. He’s beautiful and scarred. His body fits mine, filling the places where I’m hollow, rough where I am soft.He’s the one man who wants to help me, but he has his own agenda. He has questions I can’t answer. What are you afraid of?You.