Mason Jones is the hottest SEAL I’ve ever seen. But he’s not into anything serious. And in exchange for a wild night tearing up the sheets, I agree to keep it casual. So I let him call me Pussycat. Sweet thing. Pretty baby. Because it doesn’t matter, right? It’s just no strings hook-up. But the problem is that I keep coming back for more. I keep begging the SEAL. Worshipping him. Panting and pleading. On my knees and bent over every which way. Because I desperately want Mason … But what if he doesn’t want me back? What if I’m just the SEAL’s plaything?

    The shimmering mirage that can almost be seen in the air around them cannot be explained away so easily. He’d waited almost two years for her, and now he can wait no more. But she’s still skittish, they come from two different worlds after all, and she’s constantly reminded of how much better he can do by all the hangers on that are waiting in the wings. When she was transferred to a better school in a wealthier part of Memphis, Annabelle thought all she had to do was keep her grades up and get into a good college. That was her only way out of the rundown drug infested neighborhood that she was dying to escape. She was not prepared for the infighting and backstabbing that ensued when the wealthy debutante set at her new school felt threatened by her brains and beauty. And things only got worst when the coveted Chase Worthington set his sights on her. Teenage angst and a life spent hearing from her own mother that she was never going to amount o anything held Annabelle back from believing that Chase Worthington could have any real interest in her. He’s rich, handsome and an all around nice guy, no way could he want a girl like her from the gritty side of the city. Chase knows he’s fighting an uphill battle to win her over, but he’s willing to pull out all the stops. But there’s one thing trying to stand in his way, one hanger on who thinks that she’s more deserving to be on his arm and there’s nothing this spoilt little debutante won’t do to get ‘her’ man.

    Nolan sees Chloe through a window of a bakery in downtown Manhattan. At first sight, something about her calls to a piece of him he thought was lost. Without thinking, he begins watching her, and when the moment presents itself, he strikes, claiming Chloe for himself. For a man who is used to getting what he wants Nolan wont let anyone or anything stand in his way.

    It’s not a matter of if, but when.I just hope we can keep our clothes on at work, when my father isn’t around, or I might have my first time with a daddy on my daddy’s desk.This is a safe, HEA, insta-love DD/LG story.

    Even if her father is the one who wants me dead. A call I don’t expect. A job I don’t want. A hassle I don’t need. I’d protected his wife a long time ago, and now the notorious mob boss wants me to keep his daughter safe. I resist the tempting and troublesome mafia princess for as long as I can, but once I take her, there’s no going back, no giving her back. She thinks what we have between us is just a fling, but I know we’re forever. Regardless of what she says or her dad orders. Another Round is a friends-to-lovers, older man/younger woman mafia romance and touches on sensitive topics. Reader discretion advised. No cheating or cliffhanger.

    Oh, and the name of a man I’ve never met scrawled on a piece of paper. Henry Wilde.But when I show up on his doorstep, he has no idea that my mom said I could stay with him. And he only has one bed.It’s eight weeks until I can move onto campus.Eight weeks of living with him above his barbershop. So I’m going to make myself useful. Help him out, and not try to pester him about what it’s going to be like at college. Because this homeschooled girl has a lot of questions, but they’re not appropriate for my de facto guardian. Not even if we’re both consenting adults…

    Two taboo treats. Brandt’s Cherry Girl He’s old enough to be her father. She’s his best friend’s daughter. Their connection is off the charts. And so very, very wrong. This can’t happen. Oh, but it already is… Sheriff’s Bad Girl He’s the law and follows the rules. She’s wild and out of control. His daughter’s best friend is trouble. And he wants to punish her… With his teeth. WARNING: These novellas are extremely hot and jam packed with insta-love. They’re MAJORLY taboo so if you have triggers about age and deviant acts, please don’t read this. I can’t be held responsible for corrupting you. If you have a taste for all things naughty, then you’re going to devour these taboo treats!

    He has everything he could possibly want, except one thing. Kendall Jackson is a flight attendant on Declan's private jet. He’s been watching her, wanting her, and waiting for her to give him the all clear for far too long. Kendall is innocent, it shines in everything she does, but they’ve been playing cat and mouse and Declan is tired of waiting. He’s ready to make her his, forever. There’s no better place to make his move than when they’re thirty thousand feet in the air. Kendall is about to get carried away in all of the things Declan has been dying to do to her. But most of all, this over-the-top Alpha won’t rest until he makes sure he has what he wants most. Kendall’s love. Tory Baker is back with a love story that sure to make your heart soar at least a mile high (wink, wink.) So put your seats in the upright position, fasten your seatbelts and get ready for takeoff into Happily Ever After.

    It made Tess feel what it meant to be female at its most primitive. Taken. Possessed.But Drew's latest unexpected reappearance is different. He's filled with raw need for Tess--and anger that she has left the windows open in her rough neighborhood, the one thing he made her promise never to do. Independent Tess can't believe Drew wants to follow through on his threat to spank her for defying him...but she's also intrigued. Can Tess trust him enough to let Drew dominate her body and her heart?

    I’ve been fantasizing about my fiancé’s father, thinking filthy thoughts that a good daughter-in-law should not be indulging in. So when I catch my fiancé cheating on me, there’s only one revenge that will fulfill all my needs. I'm going to seduce his father. It’s dirty and it’s wrong, and I don't care. I want him, so I mean to have him.After this weekend, my ex won’t be the only one who calls his father Daddy.

    Even if he's your boss's smoking hot twin brother.   Nikki Carson is ready for a repeat after she spent the hottest Halloween of her life with Patrick Nolan. True, he hasn't acknowledged that night since, but maybe he just needs a delicious reminder of how good they were together.   Up against the wall. On the floor. Anywhere at all.   Patrick Nolan isn't afraid of a hard day's work, unlike his polished, sophisticated twin brother, Easton. Naturally, Nikki must've thought she was sleeping with her rich boss, not Patrick. Why else wouldn't she have said something over the past year?   Unless she needs some help remembering which Nolan twin made her moan…and scream. And Patrick is the right man for the job. Author’s note: Bad Kitty was originally released by Cari Quinn in 2011.

    And my fate is a tasty little brunette with curves for days, who was wearing one of the dresses I designed a few seasons ago. At thirty-four, I’m one of the top fashion designers in the industry. I didn’t set out to amass a fashion empire, it just sort of worked out that way. But lately, I’ve been feeling restless. Unsatisfied. Like something’s missing. Something like the voluptuous woman I met by chance at the park the other day. She’s too young for me, too innocent. I have a disaster of a situation to deal with at work. And yet… One look in her warm, curious, honey-colored eyes and I’m a goner. My new mission in life is to make her mine and spoil her rotten. My honeybee isn’t used to being taken care of, so I’ll have to go slow. But make no mistake; she’s mine forever. WILLOW: I didn’t even know who he was! The tall, chiseled, stupidly handsome man who complimented my dress at the park was Nolan freaking Blackwell. And apparently, I was wearing one of his dresses. I found it at a thrift store, which I told him. Because I’m an idiot who has no filter. I have no idea what someone as rich, handsome, and powerful as Nolan would want with me, but he’s relentless in his pursual. I’m nobody, a chubby girl just barely scraping by, about to be evicted, and loaded with abandonment issues to boot. Oh, and my only friend is a cat named Fluffles. So, yeah. I’m quite a catch. If he doesn’t stop being so sweet and protective of me, I’m gonna fall for him. Hard. I don’t know if I could survive someone like Nolan Blackwell… DESIGNED BY FATE is a short, sweet, over-the-top sexy little novella about a big, beautiful woman and the rich, older, alpha male who wants to claim her as his. Willow is a little skittish at first, but Nolan proves to her he can be patient, understanding, caring, and provide every single thing for her. If you like cute, quirky, curvy heroines, and growly, gorgeous alpha males with a soft spot, then this is the book for you. Expect instalove, steamy scenes, and a sugary-sweet HEA! **Mature content, 18+ only, please!**

    Cole brings you a story of the ultimate tortured rock star and his one true love. I fell for the boy who wore second-hand clothes and wrote love notes to me on gum wrappers. But that boy was destroyed when he became Spencer Hailstorm, the lead singer of the multiplatinum rock band, Midnite Kills. Devoured. Digested. And spat out in designer clothing. Fame was a four-letter word that slowly killed every part of me, every part of him. Each last piece of us. We may have parted ways, but I never got over him. And right now, he’s at my front door saying he never got over me. . .

     A way to forget about life for an hour or two. She distracted me, but now I can’t forget her. Leaving her hotel room while she was still sleeping wasn’t my best move, but my need for this woman is enough to have me running as fast as I can. That is until I find her making herself comfortable in my dad’s house. The fiery redhead wasn’t just a one-nighter. Oh no. The fiery redhead is my new stepsister. And I want her something fierce. Happy 4th of July! Welcome to Milltown, Colorado, population 15,000, where the only things hotter than the annual fireworks show are the men in uniform and the women who want to light their fuses. Join the authors of Flirt Club in The Fireworks Series of stories that celebrate small-town summers, bbqs, and all things that end with a bang! Where will you be when the fireworks start?

    Six brutal tales of reluctant surrender.I never thought he’d be the one to hunt me down like prey.Twice my age and ten times as ruthless, he’s the kind of man you don’t resist.He scares me, but I’m honestly not sure what frightens me more—His merciless need to take me, break me, and make me beg.Or my secret longing to be taken without mercy.