It's all I'm supposed to be.I take no prisoners. Until Lily. For her, I make an exception. But only for a week. When I walk in, time starts ticking down to zero. Her father has seven days to save her. Until then, she's mine. Mine to have. Mine to take. Mine to keep. Beneath The Surface is a standalone in the Captive Hearts series.

     Flash I’m a fighter by day and take my pick of the ladies at night. I thought my life was perfect – I was wrong. When Jennifer walked through those doors, I saw what perfection really is. Long, dark, hair that would look good wrapped in my fist. Soft curves that beg for my touch and a wicked mouth that promises pleasure of the most sinful kind. The trouble is, she’s not here for me and I must look but not touch. Warned to stay away because our protection is what she needs most because Jennifer has a secret that causes power to shift and continents to fall. It’s a good thing I love a good fight and I’m about to have the fight of my life. Jennifer He’s the man that steals the breath from your body and dares you to survive. Irresistible, insufferable and more man than one woman can stand. A smart mouth and eyes that sparkle with sin. Did I mention he’s off-limits? I shouldn’t want him but I do. I shouldn’t let him in but I can’t turn him away. I have a child to protect and her life has more meaning than mine. But I have needs and I need him. Can he save me from falling because I’m about to fall – hard? Country Girl A Reaper Novella, short, sexy and sweet with a second chance romance that gave Kindle Fire its name. Sunny He took my first kiss. He took my virginity. Then on the happiest day of my life, he stole my heart and left like the thief he was. I moved on regardless and became a star. To the rest of the world, I’m living the dream. That dream is a nightmare Now he’s back and wants to give my heart back. It’s battered and bruised and I’ve changed so much it may no longer fit. He sees the real me – he always has. Can love work the second time around, or is it too late? As I said, I’m living a nightmare because tomorrow is my wedding – he’s four years too late. Tyson She was my first love. She was my only love. I made the ultimate sacrifice and regretted it every day for four long and lonely years. She doesn’t see it like that and now I’m back I must prove myself all over again. This time the clock’s ticking because tomorrow, I stand to lose her all over again.

    She begged for death as I held her captive in my own house. I shouldn’t feel bad for her. I shouldn’t crave her the way I do. But as days go by, I realize that she’s changing me. For better or for worse? The beast in me isn’t sure. It craves her and the darkness that lives inside of her. Because that same darkness lives within me. *Suitable for ages 18+* Note: This is a dark, mafia romance with intense and dark sensual scenes. It is the first in a duet.

     All Cara Stiles wants to do is escape her traumatic past and her crazy ex. But where can she run to? After a meeting with the most handsome man she’d ever seen, she finds her escape. His name is Logan Shane, a sexy Irish billionaire. And he wants to save her. His proposition? Have his baby. In return, he will protect her, and give her everything she has ever wanted. As Cara struggles with the decision of her lifetime, she realizes that making a deal with a sexy, alpha billionaire may be just what she needs to heal. But will their baby agreement turn into a real romance? Or will hauntings from the past ruin everything? Note: Irish Billionaire's Black Surrogate is 40k of steamy passion between a sexy, dirty minded Irishman and his enchanting black surrogate.

    I'm the guy the devil runs from. We have nothing in common. We have no reason to be near each other. But from the second I see her, I want her. And nothing will stop me from getting to her. I can't let her get too close to me. She can see and enjoy the 'bad boy' side of my life. Anything else is too much. She's in law school, dreaming of a career. I'm on the opposite end of the law. I know I should leave her standing on that beach, wondering why I never showed up. It would be the right thing to do. But when I find out she's unknowingly mixed up in my secret life, everything changes.I've gone too far. She's too close.And there's only one way out of this life...

    Yet, I’m willing to submit. He’s claiming me. I know it and want it. In fact, I demand it. Richard’s my best friend’s brother, and totally off limits. He’s under the control of his family’s ambitiously demanding patriarch but longs for independence. His own father thwarts his every move. He needs a woman to help him overtake his father’s inheritance. That’s where I come in… as his fake wife. He asks me to pretend to be married to him, make it appear like we’re a loving couple. Not a difficult ask when I catch a glimpse of his chiseled body or feel the caress of his hand on my back. The way he looks at me is blurring the lines between real and pretend. How far will we go to keep up appearances? And will my heart stay intact through all of this? This is a stand alone. Hot and spicy. Twist and turns. Happy ending.

    Stackhouse comes a new Contemporary Why Choose Mafia Suspense Romance Series that is sure to leave you questioning everything… You either hide from the Monsters or you become Them. Once upon a time, there lived a pure girl, who abided behind her safe sheltered walls. But catastrophe descends on those unaware. Once upon a time, there lived a girl who fled, fled from her school, fled from her home, fled from the only life she had ever known. But for while this broken Little Bird was left all alone, she stumbled upon a pack of sick vicious wolves, who played with Death and had destruction in their gaze. But Instead of devouring her whole the second she fell the wolves decided rather to corrupt the last remaining sheds of her stained and tattered soul. But why did this girl try to run from her scars? Now isn’t that the question we all want to find. See the problem with running, is, that the only way to find freedom is to take on the Darkness, and Win.

    My heart now belongs to him- Antonio Robert Heart, the underboss of the Heart Syndicate that governs over New York and its five boroughs. He rules with an unwavering hand yielding the blade of his knife, but when his strong hands touch me, I become liquid. I melt into his all-consuming prowess.The thing is, he doesn't want me... even though he craves me. AntonioI don’t date. I don’t love. I don’t want marriage and I do not want children. I only allow myself companionship when the desire is there.Lilah Tomlinson was supposed to be one night-one hour at the most. I was a fool.My desire for her prevailed and I let her in... only to find out she has betrayed me. That muscle in my chest, the one she has penetrated and brought to life, it shrivels with the worst kind of anger: WRATH.***This book is a dark romance with strong sexual content and violent scenes. If you are uncomfortable with either of these situations please do not read! 18+Chapter OneANTONIOHer lips feel incredible. Her smile is one of many I have seen gazing up at me from the spare room floor of my penthouse. She licks the corner of her lip. Her smile turns mischievous. I see a glint of craziness flicker in her pupils. Oh, yeah, the next hour or two will be fun. What she doesn't know is that her time is limited. I'll use her just like she is using me. She uses me for who I am-for the stature and clout I hold predominantly in the state of New York, but across the country as well. The society girl just moved up the ladder a couple of notches by getting to spend the night with the infamous Antonio Heart, the bad boy of New York City. Though, she is only getting a couple hours out of me. I sound arrogant as fuck, I know, but it is what it is and will always be that way. I use her only for what she was genetically born with. There will be no insta-love at the end of this transaction. She is disposable. I'll throw her out before she can take that post orgasmic breath. My fingers grip the brown hair at the back of her head. I let my knees relax and sink into the rhythm of her ministrations, allowing her to freely perform for me. Because that’s what this is. A performance, an act… it’s all fake. I need what she has, and she wants what I can give her. I'll give her that minute she needs to make herself feel good. Then I'll take over. No one but one man governs me. Whether she thinks it or not right now, I am in control. I am always in control. I let my eyes close, letting myself feel what's happening to my body. Damn. It's been a minute. I release a breath, relaxing further. Between being exhausted of spending time with self-boasting, fake women that fall into the starfish position and wait for the magic to happen when they get here, and redoing my newly acquired club, Temptations, I can't remember the last time I actually enjoyed a blowjob. Another minute passes before I’ve had enough. She is lucky I have let her have this long. I hear the familiar chirp from my phone sitting on the edge of the mattress, alerting me of an incoming message. I ignore the first chirp but then three more consecutive alerts sound. My blood starts flowing, becoming a virulent serpentine gliding through my veins. Not from the woman on her knees in front of me, although she is pretty talented with her tongue, but because I know that those consecutive messages are ones I have been waiting for. I need to move this along. She’s playing with me, which was fine for the moment, but now it’s not. I’m halfway there. My fingers twist in her overly stiff hair she primped to what she thought was perfection for a night out club hopping. I knock her hands away from my swelled length and let my hips take over. The repetitive flexing of my hips progress to a faster speed as the seconds tick. She lets out a long moan. My phone chirps again and again. My shoulders tense because of the alerts and my thighs mirror my shoulders. I am close. I can feel it in my bones, they got him. I need to hurry this along. With three more thrusts, I plunge as deep as I can with a release so strong my knees almost buckle. She gasps at the sudden unexpected surge of salty heat. No warning was needed. She knew what she was down there for. My energy is momentarily zapped. My breathing is still heavy when in one swift moment, I pull from the warmth of her mouth, tuck myself away, refasten the zipper to my slacks, and lunge for my phone. I hear her whine from behind me. I take the steps away, creating more distance. Always alert, I hear her fumble. I turn back and glance at her. I shouldn’t have turned my back on her to begin with. My screen comes to life with the print of my finger and so does my lineage. A lifelong blood oath is now rapidly flowing through my veins with the speed of revenge as its leader. I’m re-energized from the thrill of the business that awaits. I survey the woman that holds my semen in the hollow of her insides. “Time to go.” I reach down and grab her purse off the bed and toss it to her. Her mouth flaps open, becoming unhinged. Quickly, she snaps it shut. Her eyes become slits and her jaw tenses, clenching with each fuck you sentence forming in her head. Before she can formulate those words, I advance in her direction. “I said it’s time to go. I won’t tell you again…” I add insult to injury when I can’t remember her name. Honestly, I don’t think I even asked her what her name was. It didn’t matter, she won’t get a second go with me. I have my regulars. They know the deal.I’m in. I’m out.“You don’t even know my name!” She slaps her purse against her thigh.“No. Now get out!” ********I slammed the gearshift into first gear. My black Testoni-covered foot hits the accelerator with force. With a jerk of the wheel, I peel out into the back alley, black tread left behind to melt into the asphalt. I speed through the city streets, heading towards the warehouse that holds my men and the man they captured–the rat that betrayed the family. The closer I get to my second home the more the usual smell of iron and sea air fills my senses. The metallic sting is an igniter to every fiber of my being and a catalyst for an explosion of electrifying currents that snap every nerve ending. Every single time that distinct smell fills the air, it punches me in the gut and brings me right back to my first kill–the day I became a Made Man. It was the same day I made my boss proud and my father mournful. My cherry was popped with a man who betrayed the family. A man who pledged his allegiance to protect and serve. The price for his disloyalty was his life. My father gave me the honor and without a second glance, at the age of fifteen, I took the offered gun from my predecessor, the one he had engraved with my name, the one I still have today sitting in my safe at home, and I put a bullet right between the rat’s eyes as I recited our family motto. Family is everything.Family protects you.Without family, you have nothing.If you betray one of us, you betrayed all of us.

    What about bad things? I’m alone on Christmas Eve, I just bombed an important interview, and my roommate is throwing a wild party I wasn’t invited to. That’s when someone knocks into me while shopping and I’m literally thrown into the arms of the most gorgeous man I’ve ever laid eyes on. And it turns out, he isn’t a total stranger. He’s an acquaintance from my past, but he’s not a small-town boy anymore. He has big, rippling muscles. A smile that makes me weak. And smoldering green eyes that drive me positively insane right on the spot. The best part of all - or the worst, if you’ve got my kind of luck? He says he’s whisking me away to a glitzy Christmas Eve party in the mountains. I should say no. I should say I can’t stay. Men like him don’t go for girls like me, and I’m only going to get hurt. But the look in his eye tells me once he claims me, he's never letting me go… It’s an insta-love Christmas with an older, possessive alpha and a sweet, curvy younger woman. Always For Him is a super steamy, super sweet insta-love holiday romance with an HEA and always no cheating. Enjoy! xx, Lauren

    D.O.M. does not exist.2. No attachments of any kind.3. No screwing the clients. We are whispers in the air, sometimes felt, but never seen. Hired by billionaires to fix their dirty problems. Operating underground, undetected. We are hard to hire and even harder to find. I should have never taken this job. $10 mil in my pocket for her safe return. Kidnapped by a very dangerous man. But that is not my problem in this scenario. This little mouthy rich girl is going to be the death of me. And I might just have to punish her for it — Scott style. I know she wants it. She's begging for it. The question is: Can I resist her? Or will I break one of the cardinal rules? The DOM for Hire Series features irresistible alphas with James Bond vibes. They are bossy in bed heroes you can't get enough of. Un-Kidnap Me is a brand new full length novel by USA Today Bestselling author Hazel Parker. It can be read as a standalone but pairs well with the next two. HEA as always and recommended for adult readers.

    Now it's Daniel's turn.I thought I could stay away from her. I thought wrong.What was I supposed to do when I found out that Charles Moriani's last wish was for me to marry his only daughter?I owed the man everything - he taught me all I know and took on the role my late father was unable to fulfil, never asking for anything in return.Until now.The choice was easy to make. Too easy, perhaps. I tried to make myself believe I married her for honourable reasons, but nothing could be further from the truth.Alyssa was never meant to find out how I feel about her. She was never meant to end up in my bed. And she was definitely never meant to love me back.Author's note: Serendipity is based on my debut novel, The Tie That Binds, and largely follows the same events, but it's written from Daniel's point of view. While it is technically a standalone, I highly recommend reading The Tie That Binds first. It'll be a more enjoyable read that way, as Serendipity was mostly written for my beloved readers that requested Daniel's side of the story.

     They think they’ve broken me. They believe I’ll submit. They think I don’t remember. What they don’t know is that I’m stronger than they bargained for. The day of the virgin auction has arrived, and I’m up for sale. I’ve planned everything that has happened to the last detail. After three years of waiting, I’ll get my revenge. But, when he touches me lines get blurred. He’s not the man I expected him to be. I begin to question everything I’ve been told. My heart is at risk with the man I’m supposed to kill. If I don’t complete my task, my past will threaten to destroy us both… Bought by the Bratva is a safe story with no cliffhangers, a HEA and no cheating. This story has hot scenes, dark themes, and bad language.

    Editing from home has been a dream come true, but now my publisher wants me to work in their main office in the city. They’re giving me a chance to check it out first, and while I don’t love the hustle and bustle, at least I have a connection there. My brother’s best friend. What I didn’t realize, was how insanely hot he was. I’ve never been so attracted to a man in my life, but I don’t know a thing about billionaire playboys like him. Would he even be attracted to a shy, nerdy…virgin, like me? I’m willing to find out. DrewPlayboy. Arrogant. Cocky. I’ve heard it all, and maybe some of it is true. I don’t care. I’m a thirty-year-old CEO and don’t have time for games, romance, or relationships. But when I promise my best friend I’ll look after his little sister, I change my tune faster than a stock market crash. She needs to be mine. And her brother will just have to get over it. Each book in The Heated Novella Series can be read as a complete standalone. These are fast, sexy, reads featuring hot alpha males that keep you nice and heated all the way through to the happy ending.

    That all changed in a blink of an eye the moment Bree came home for break. She didn't expect to find her dad strapped to chair, a gun pointed at his head. Alzerro “Zerro” King wasn't a man to be messed with. Women flocked to him and men ran from him. He ruled the mafia with an iron fist and no one ever crossed him unless they wanted to pay the price. He believed the only way to pay for something, if unable to do so, was to do it in blood. Nothing got him harder than stringing someone up, and putting a bullet in their head. That is until Bree. One look is all it took for him to know she could pay for her father’s debt in many other ways… Ways that could get him hard. Could a big city mafia king fall in love with the small town country girl? Would she be able to handle his dark and demanding ways? When push comes to shove, would Bree end up running only to be killed? Or would she sacrifice herself for love?