Time and time again he's lived up to the nickname the press calls him, Mr. Sin. This confirmed bachelor has no intention of ever settling down. That all changes during a visit to one of his Erotic Bent sex stores when he spots eighteen-year-old Natalie Farrar in aisle six. The dark haired beauty has him ensnared in the blink of an eye. The attraction between them is palpable and within minutes Jordan knows there's nothing he won't do to claim and keep her by his side forever. Sin's Temptation is Book One in the Erotic Intentions series. Each story will be a standalone full of page-melting heat courtesy of alpha men claiming their women. No cheating. No lying. No deceit. Just true love and an abundance of steam. These books deal with insta-love and are heavy on the sexy times. *please note that Sin's Temptation was previously published with my pen name Evie Harrison in 2016*

    I've been a naughty naughty girl.Mr. Bradley is a single dad and a total D.I.L.F.Not to mention the star of my childhood fantasies.I'm staying with my BFF for the holidays.But all I can think about is walking into his master bedroom...And making my teenage fantasy come true.He's even sexier than I remembered.I have a feeling he can stuff my stockings just right.Maybe he'll let me jingle his bells under the mistletoe.I just hope I wont regret this...Because this nice girl is about to get REAL naughty.50,000+ words in this full length standalone romance. Grab your favorite warm drink because this steamy read ends with a cozy HEA. Bonus content included.

    I thought he was only mine, until one picture turned my life upside down. She can fight it all she wants, but I knew the moment we met that she'd be mine, and I'm never giving her up. I tried to deny it, but in the end I know I'm Only His.

    The purse full of money she finds—$50,000 to be exact—could give her and her teen sister the new start they need. So she grabs the cash, her gothy sibling, and their life-sized statue of Dolly Parton, and blows outta Nashville in a cloud of dust. Chicago, here we come...Turns out, Chicago has some pretty hot cops. Hot, intense, naughty-lookin’ cops like Derek Tyler, who looks like he could eat a girl up and leave her begging for more. And more. Tempting as he is, getting involved with the sexy homicide lieutenant next door poses a teensy problem for a gal who’s on the lam. But one thing is certain—Derek’s onto her, and he wants more than just a taste. And as far as he’s concerned, possession is nine-tenths of the law.

    She guards her secret truth—the desire she harbors for her guardian. Liam North got custody of her six years ago. She’s all grown up now, but he still treats her like a child. No matter how much he wants her. No matter how bad he aches for one taste. Her sweet overtures break down the ex-soldier’s defenses, but there’s more at stake than her body. Every touch, every kiss, every night. The closer she gets, the more exposed his darkest secret. She’s one step away from finding out what happened the night she lost her family. One step away from leaving him forever.

    There's no room in his life for another person. He can barely keep a handle on things as it is. A shadow of the man he used to be, Reece spends his days tattooing, the artist inside of him longing for the chance to do something different. Avery Moore is all dance, all the time. Ballet is all she's ever known, and she's damn good at it. Her body is her art, a living canvas that captivates Reece the first time he lays his eyes on her. He yearns to leave his mark on her body... in more ways than one. The tattooed degenerate with a shady past. The beautiful ballerina with a bright future. They live in different worlds, yet somehow, they fit. But just because they fit doesn't mean they belong together. Cracks sometimes form. Two pieces don't always make a whole. The course of love never did run smoothly. Things get messy. And Reece doesn't do messy. Not anymore.

    But if she thought her new boss would let her off easy because he’s her father’s best friend, she couldn’t have been more wrong. Dean Brittany demands perfection from his employees, but none more so than his new temp, since correcting her mistakes seems to fuel his unexpected attraction to her. Unfortunately for him, eighteen-year-old Alexandra is strictly off limits. Strictly Off Limits is a forbidden romance novella originally published in the Forbidden Fruit Anthology, Volume 1 (no longer available). It's a quick read at 21,000 words.

    Tick, tick, tock.Time.That’s all I have now.A small room, a photograph, and time.They want me to trust them and confess my sins.They told me they wouldn't judge me—they lied.I thought we could convince the world that this wasn't a crime.We were wrong.Time doesn't stand still.The clock keeps ticking, the world is unconvinced, and now…Now he is gone.

    Even knowing that he viewed her as a kid sister had never helped to dampen her feelings. One night together only made it worse. After seducing Akira, it became apparent that their love affair was hopelessly one-sided, and heartbroken, Lana fled her beloved island paradise.Eight years later, Lana finally returns home, planning to stay briefly, and only for business, but her plans go quickly awry when she runs into the man she could never get over. At just under 34,000 words, this story is a novella. This book is intended for ages 18+

     I’m too naive for New York, and apparently I’m not the only one. My dad’s best friend and I fall victim to one of my dad’s jokes, but will dad be laughing when his younger woman daughter falls for his older man best friend? I made a deal with myself to remain a virgin until I met the perfect guy, and I know this international art dealer is the real deal and it’s finally time for my first time here in the city that never sleeps. Can two artists paint the perfect picture of a New York romance, or will my dad decide our big apple romance is rotten and pull me out of NYC and away from my dad’s best friend, the only man who deserves my virginity and a whole lot more… forever? *Virgin in New York is an insta-everything standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    Gay? Player? Momma’s boy? Check, check and check.Now I can’t stop fantasizing about one of the customers at the coffee shop I work at between classes. It’s just a harmless crush, right? It’s not like I ever see this guy outside of the coffee shop. It’s not like I’m going to see him while attempting to get birth control at the student clinic. While wearing a paper gown. While sitting on an exam table. Because he’s the doctor. Shoot. Me.But what if, for once, the man I’ve had the dirtiest, most scandalous fantasies about turned out to be everything but wrong?

    With Cane, I’d been through hell and back, and now, I was going to be walking up the alter, promising my life to a man that I’d gambled everything for. Some would call me dumb. Some would deem me insane. Others would say I was a fool in love.But I knew what we were, and I knew what we had was real. With every marriage, there is always something that can hold you back or make you think twice, and this something was going to be one of our biggest wars yet, or our greatest victory ever.

    Still, every single part of me wants her. Money and image. Those are the two guiding principles of a billionaire’s life and the cornerstones of the amazing life I built for myself.After twenty years working my ass off, I had everything I had ever wanted. The billion-dollar empire, a gorgeous heiress at my back and call, and every luxury my heart desired. The only problem is that I found something I want more.Grace Taylor.Between drunken mistakes, broken promises and a lot of heartbreak, two questions remain. Could I give everything up for love? And, will she accept me if I do?I guess we’re about to find out.This is a sexy, standalone with HEA and comes with some exclusive bonuses including FILTHY BOSS and STAY WITH ME (available for a limited time only). Exclusive excerpt of Amy's next book - OUTLAW'S BABY inside!

    Ghosted by my fiancé, I was suddenly broke, heartbroken and facing eviction. Enter Mason Leo, the six feet and two inches of pure muscle and arrogance I’ve hated with a passion since the day we met. The man is cocky, womanizing and ruinously gorgeous.Worse than that, he’s my ex’s brother. And for the next two weeks, he gets to do with me as he pleases.I’ll explain.With both our exes – wait for it – set to marry each other in St. Lucia, I’ve agreed to let Mason pay my debts so long as I play his date. My only job is to keep my clothes on while I get my closure. Because as much as I hate Mason Leo, the man is a walking sex god. And in the name of revenge, he gets to take me out, show me off – dress, touch and kiss me with those wicked lips. It’s all for show, but every night in paradise with him brings more drinks, more drama and another temptation, so no matter what I do, I can’t stop reminding myself this:There’s absolutely no good to come from f*cking my ex’s brother.No matter how good it’ll feel.**EX GAMES is a sexy, full-length standalone with a HEA**

    But that was before he found out my secret.Before he made me a proposition—one semester. Anything goes. And my problem would go away.“I’m a politician, Ms. Courtney. Twisting the truth is in my DNA.”I should have left when he said that. I didn’t. Because I couldn't get enough of the way he possessed my soul, my heart, my body.My name is Elle Courtney, but Graham Delaney—he called me his dove. He should have called me his pawn.