Off the rails. Drop dead-freakin’-gorgeous. I should never have taken this assignment. Prince Panty-Dropper Spencer and his ‘Big Ben’ are too far gone. Even my journalistic wonders aren’t enough to pull him from the public blacklist. He’s a playboy, an arrogant, cocky as*hole in the extreme and the kind of overt man candy that goes against every one of my golden rules. But I want him all the same, crave his cursed touch. I won’t have a job to go back to if I leave empty-handed, which means we’re going to have to get real close, access all areas. He’s a prick, yes, but I can’t stop thinking about his hard muscles, his slack smile, the complete confidence he has in himself. He might be Britain’s biggest player, but if he wants me, he’s damn well going to have to work for it. London’s calling alright. Question is, can I handle what’s on the line? Royally Wrong is a complete, standalone novel with a happy ending and no cheating.

    People always whisper behind your back. And there is no bigger target than me, Noah Hardy. I can’t exactly blame them, it’s not like I’ve lived the life of a saint. I guess it’s not surprising that people will be so willing to believe the worst. The haters are gonna hate, and I’m not one to let them bring me down. Usually. The problem is, when the whole world turns on you at once… when they all think you’re something you’re not… well, then it’s hard to ignore. Hell, you might even start to believe it yourself, after a while. I went from being on top of the world, selling out entire stadiums one week, to running from the spotlight and completely unplugged the next. I just about hit rock bottom, and there was nothing to greet me down there but the shadows of a whole bunch of fair-weather friends. Except her. Laurel. She believed. She understood me. She wanted to help. But she may have shown up in my life just a few moments too late… ***This is a stand-alone romance novel with an HEA. It contains sex, drugs, and rock and roll, so is intended for adults only. Also as an added bonus, this copy of Unplugged contains the entire first Black Dogs MC novel – Sanctum. Sanctum is another adult romance, but as it is an MC book, it contains some violence.***

     That was Marco Desmond. Hot, lethal, and the world’s best hit man for the dangerous Desmond Mafia. And it was my job to go undercover and seduce him so that I could find out the crucial information needed for possibly the biggest sting operation by the FBI. Easy, right? Oh god. As if that wasn’t hard enough, I was going undercover into the heart of the Desmond Mafia. One false move or wrong word and my life would end before I knew it. But I was determined to make this work. I would prove once and for all that I was an FBI agent worth her salt, even if it meant seducing the devil. Halle Margot. Did that gorgeous little fool know what she had gotten herself into? No one walks into the Desmond Mafia and expects to get out alive. You walk in on two legs but you go out on your back. I had enough on my plate and enough secrets to fill several closets but from the moment I see that curvy angel, I can’t seem to focus on anything but her. With her naive clumsiness getting her deeper and deeper into the heart of the Desmond Mafia, I know I have to save her. But can I do it before we both burn in this hell?

    A man-whore. Whatever the hell you want to call it, I get around. During the day, I crack heads and extort businesses. At night, I find girls to f*ck. I live to hear them moan for me, but one night is all they get. No one ever made me want more. Until her.Elena.The moment her lips wrapped around me, I was done. All day, I think about running my tongue all over those curves. Too bad those curves are off limits. She's running from a man who will kill me for touching her.Well, she's tired of running and needs my help.She thinks I'm doing it for money.I'm doing it to make her mine.

    He should be living the high life enjoying the fame and the women but thanks to an out of control, crazy fan that's not how his life is panning out. Now unable to control the nerves and fear that strike every time he has to get on stage Alex is desperate for a solution. A solution that comes in the petite, very attractive form of Grace, a TV Exec who grips Alex's attention from the word go. The only problem is Grace doesn't want anything to do with a renowned rock star like Alex. Its going to take more than his money, fame or knicker dropping smile to win her over!

     Kyle, one of the alpha men of Walker Security, is hot, bothered, and intense, and when Myla lands in his line of fire, she'll soon learn her secrets, and her passion, belong to him. Myla is beautiful, a dove with clipped wings, captive by the wolf, a rich and powerful man. One look into her eyes and Kyle could see the pain, the fear... the desperation. Or so it seems. He's been fooled before by a woman and it cost him everything and everyone he loved. He won't be fooled again.

    I will not hurt you, unless you want me to.”I'm in deep to the Mafia. My father was the one who made the deal, and when I inherited his club, I also inherited his troubles.Ivan wants to save me, or so he says. More like he wants me to be his slave for a year. After the one-night stand I had with him, though, would that be so bad? With his impossibly hard body, and the way he always makes me scream...But he's still a monster. He's a criminal, and something so much worse.And yet I can't stop the tingling in my body every time I think of how he touched me, and those dark but delicious words rolling off his tongue, tinged with his Russian accent.He knows what I'll say, even before I do. "I'll take your offer."

     Vesper Emery isn’t a soft and cuddly type of girl. A butt-kicking bounty hunter, she spends her nights tracking down demons… and her days alone. When she’s forced to take on sinfully handsome fallen angel Kirael as her next assignment, Vesper has no idea just how hot things are about to get…Alpha bad boy Kirael never saw gorgeous, thorny Vesper coming… mostly because she’s trying to tackle him and stab him with her sword. On a journey to find redemption, fiery-hearted Vesper is a temptation that Kirael can’t afford.Once they stop trying to kill each other, they realize that they both have the same impossible goal: break into Hell and steal from the devil himself. Between snarky remarks and fighting for their lives, a new and fragile relationship blooms.The second rule of paranormal dating: if you’re lucky enough to find a soulmate, you’d better fight like hell to make it last…This story is approximately 55000 words, and the file also contains BONUS MATERIAL -- begin the Alpha Guardians series for free!

    She's wondering why they're not engaged yet. Michael is going to his fiancee's parents' home for an engagement party he doesn't want. A states' prosecutor, he's about to try the biggest case of his career, he hates the distraction, and he's having doubts about the relationship. They sit together on the plane, and discover they're on the same flight coming back. When the weekend is a disaster for each of them, they bond on the plane ride home. But life is full of complications, including their exes, who don't want to let go, and when Michael's trial turns dangerous, the two must confront what they value most in life... Praise for Line of Scrimmage: "I will definitely be reading more Marie Force." -Revisiting the Moon's Library "It was a book that made me laugh as well as cry. The three-dimensional characters were so vivid... hands down, this is the best romance I've read this year." -J. Kaye's Book Blog "With its humor and endearing characters, Force's charming novel will appeal to a broad spectrum of readers, reaching far beyond sports fans." -Shelley Mosley, Booklist

    During the day it’s mud and grime on the construction site. At night…it’s the blood I spill. A drug lord’s enforcer does what needs to be done. It’s my obedience, my loyalty to the boss that keeps my family alive. I know I’m teetering on the edge. I’m losing my humanity, I can feel it. It’s changing me, and it’s only a matter of time before the darkness takes over.Then I meet her. Liv. The only person who sees past my busted knuckles and brutal exterior. She sees…me. But being with me will get her killed. The only way I can keep her safe is by staying away. Until her own actions catapult her into the center of my world—a world which will swallow her whole. Now I’m forced to be the ruthless bastard I’ve been for so long. Only this time it’s not to destroy…but to defend.

    Me.His name is Nate and I should hate him, but I don't.I'm not supposed to know his real name, even worse, I'm not supposed to care. He is nothing to me but means to an end. The plan is simple: break free, collect the pieces of my broken soul, kill the bastards and run away.His name is Nathaniel Thomas Vela, and I've never seen his face, though I hear that it's beautiful.Behind the rugged and handsome exterior, there's a quiet murderer, a killer who thinks guns are for pussies and ends people with his bare hands.His name doesn't matter, neither does his face, but what does matter is my heart. And right now, sadly, it's his. Blood to Dust is a standalone, full-length novel. It contains graphic violence and adult situations some may find offensive.

    Scott, Sylvia Day, and Winter Renshaw. **

    The feds bring him the biggest cases because he gets them done and never lets anything get in his way. This time is no different. Devlin Sullivan, head of the Irish mob in Boston, has skipped town after posting one of the biggest bail bonds that Liam could remember. Bringing him down would be enough to set Liam up for life. Let him retire early, and in one piece. There’s only one thing standing in his way. April. Liam knows there is a connection between the beautiful redhead and the mob kingpin, and it doesn't take him long to figure it out. The only trouble is, somewhere along the way, he began to develop feelings for this woman. Real feelings. Where the hell did those come from? And what the hell is he going to do now? Note: This is a stand-alone romance novel with an HEA ending that is intended for adults only. This limited time copy also contains plenty of bonus material!

    But when our parents got married, things got confused. As if being a teenager isn't confusing enough. All I knew was that the feelings I had for him weren't okay.I’ll never forget the anxiety I felt the night I ran into him at a party that had gotten out of control. I saw him standing around with the popular kids as soon as I walked in the door. And he saw me, too. He always saw me. It was talking to me that he avoided. I watched his buddy spin an empty wine bottle on the butcher block while my friend Brandi rummaged in her oversized purse for the two bottles of hard lemonade her older sister gave us. When the spinning bottle stopped, I realized everyone was staring at me. “Looks like you’ve gotta kiss Jen,” some jock said to Ethan. I felt the color drain from my face, taking the moisture in my mouth with it as a suffocating panic grew in my chest. I was going to be found out. Ethan laughed it off. “Yeah, that’s not happening. She’s my sister.” “Not really, though,” his buddy insisted. The eruption of laughter and jeering sounds made the dim kitchen feel like a jungle full of predators, and I was sure my cheeks were going to burst into flames. “Don’t be stupid,” Ethan said, tilting a can of beer over his mouth. When his friend spun the bottle again, Ethan glanced back at me one more time and wiped the back of his hand across his lips. I’ve been wondering what it would be like to kiss him ever since. **Author's note: This is a full-length, standalone romance novel with no cliffhanger and no cheating. It is intended for a mature audience and has an ending that will leave you smiling so hard it hurts.

    His father stole her father's company, and she won't stop until the Lovett family is ruined. Jordan is just a spoiled playboy, and she's happy to use him as her way in, even if that means pretending to be his date for the weekend.Jordan Lovett knows that romance is just a path to heartbreak.He's had his share of gold diggers but when the latest one leaves him for his own father, he gives up on the fairer sex completely. Now he needs a woman on his arm to face his father's engagement, and he's not feeling choosy. His friend says he knows an escort to stand in as his public-facing girlfriend for the weekend and Jordan's happy with that as a solution. When Charlotte walks into his life, he has no idea he's just given the job to the wrong person.Jordan traced a circle around the tattoo on her wrist. "What's the R stand for?"A trail of excitement followed the path of his finger. "Ruthless," she whispered.Jordan didn't know that Charlotte wasn't who she claimed to be. Charlotte didn't know Jordan thought she was an escort. And neither of them knew that there was any risk of falling in love.No cheating, no cliff-hangers! Just a little bit of steam and a whole lot of happily ever after.