My week will end next Monday with my wedding to Marcus Jackson, a dreamboat of epic proportion. The problem? I’ve been having anxiety attacks every time I think about walking down the aisle.My shrink believes that facing my deepest fears before my wedding will alleviate the anxiety I feel. I’m pretty sure singing Girls Just Want to Have fun in an 80s karaoke bar, jumping out of a plane, and being stranded in a tiny elevator with the jackass who broke my effing heart wasn’t what she had in mind, however.Mason is now the undefeated MMA League Middleweight Champion about to have the fight of a lifetime. He is a man used to giving orders and being obeyed. So, of course, tempers flare when the two of us collide, and I flip him the bird when he tells me he wants me back.MasonMarcus Jackson is a moron. He let the most spectacular woman on earth go on a week-long trip without him, and Sass is now in Vegas. With. Me.I am going to reclaim what is mine. I know we have a ton of things to overcome, not the least of which her reluctance to spend time with me, but I don’t care. I gave her up once, I won’t do it again. People who think I’m an arrogant prick are right, I go after what I want, and I want her.With the impending release of the Monster who has haunted their entire existence, Mace and Sass will need to navigate murky water, paved with treachery and deceit. Will they end up with their HEA? Or is it true when they say sometimes love just isn’t enough?Welcome to a place where billionaires reign supreme and things are never as they seem.This book is the epic conclusion to the Forever Duet. It can be read as a standalone, but it is preferable to read the first part if you wish to understand some references! It also contains situations and language that some readers might find offensive and/or triggering.

    My boyfriend, my best friend, and my family. Now all I'm left with is a whole lot of questions, a diagnosis, people I don't recognize, and enough uncertainty to fill an ocean. Since waking up all I've had are secrets, rumors, lies, and abuse from a guy who seems almost familiar to me. Will I ever learn what really happened that night? Will I remember these fallen memories before it's too late? Only time will tell.AshWho does she think she is? How dare she walk around like nothing happened? Like she didn't rip out my heart, steal my sister, and plunge me into the darkest pits of hell.I'm going to break her, bit by bit. She may have been the love of my life, my soulmate, but that time is gone. How can I have a mate when I no longer have a soul?Time to play, dollface.

    She hasn't done anything wrong to me. She seems nice actually, sweet. She’s attractive, that's for sure, but she certainly isn’t trying to capitalize on it. A baggy sweatshirt and a pair of jeans? Maybe it's the UGGS that get under my skin. The screaming designer label on her sweatshirt. Maybe it's the fact that I haven’t stopped fantasizing about what she might look like underneath it.Lauren Percy:Why is he being so rude to me? He has a face that has that boy charm. Dimples, big brown eyes, sandy hair, clear skin. But as I travel to his chest, I can see this is no innocent boy. Through his white t-shirt that grips his biceps, I see the black ink of tattoos. Where I come from, I have never seen a tattoo up close and personal. His hands are calloused, his fingernails slightly bitten, and he has a slight scar on his collarbone, but it’s hard to see under the hemp choker he’s wearing. He's sexy as hell.Colton Masters: “You done staring, Princess?”Lauren Percy: Damn it. Why I am so drawn to him?*****Play Only For Me is a standalone New Adult Romance of two college music majors discovering themselves but ultimately discovering that true love and dreams can come with sacrifice, and that happy endings are not always one-note, scripted, already-heard songs.

    Keyword: Supposed. But I’ve just been shipped off to a new school. Sentenced to hard time deep in the heart of Hicktown, USA. I left everything behind—my friends, my girl, my band, my ambitions. Besides graduating, I thought there was nothing left to strive for. Then, I meet her...Pretty. Preppy. Popular. Basic. Most importantly, daughter of the enemy.And now I have a new vision...Rip away her crown. Knock her off her pedestal. Wear her down until she’s stripped bare. She has no idea what’s coming for her. They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, and the Creed family tree is full of bad apples. But me?I’m the most rotten of them all. Note: This is a full-length novel that ends on a cliffhanger. Book two will be releasing before the end of the year, and can be pre-ordered at the release of Book One. This series deals with subjects that may be uncomfortable for some. This duet in particular contains flawed characters that may be hard to swallow. In other words, if you are a safety reader, or have disliked “Bully” stories with crude anti-heroes in the past, this may not be the book for you.

    . .SpecterThe man they once knew is dead, buried in a shallow grave outside of town with a bullet hole through his back. Their assassination failed, underestimating me, my thirst for life, and my love for Faith.I never meant for my absence to destroy her, yet staying gone was the only way I could keep her protected. For the last seven years, I’ve laid low, traveling through life and riding the streets like a ghost, never being more than a shadow of what I used to be. I've kept my distance, but now that I know her life’s in danger, I think it’s time for Specter to claw his way out of the grave they buried him in and seek out his revenge.I know infiltrating the Devil’s Armada again won’t be easy, especially since everyone thinks I’m dead, but I’ll do anything I can to protect Faith—even if it means putting myself in danger and confronting my murderer once and for all.

    At the mercy of the fierce warriors, Roxy feared for her life...until a white stranger claimed her as his wife. His well-fitting buckskins outlined every detail of his tall, muscular body, and the smoldering look in his dark eyes left no doubt of his desire. To secure her freedom, the Indians declared Roxy must share this man's bed along with all the intimacies of a married couple. Could she possibly trust the rough-riding frontiersman to introduce her to the pleasures of being a woman? Torn between duty and desire, society and survival, Roxy was sure of only one thing: he must win her heart before she would fully surrender to being...CALEB'S BRIDE.

    However, things don’t always go to plan and she was left in the shadow of another queen. According to Dex, Castle Ink is all he has to live for since he lost his wife. But the opening of his new castle brings a face from his past, a face that he never allowed himself to think about. Castle Ink is what brings Dex and Addy together and nothing is smooth sailing. In order to find a connecting path, Dex needs to embrace his future and Addy needs to forget the ghosts of their past. Will the king and queen be able to rebuild their castle?

    He's the thing that shadows run from and the idea of him makes me want to run and hide. Yet, his touch leaves me intrigued and yearning for more.He begins to stalk me like prey.There at every turn.He turns my world on its axis and everything I know becomes twisted and warped.Liam wants to own me.He wants to break me.Make me submit.But Liam has never met someone like me before.I play by my own rules.I won't give in or break so easily.

    The last wishes of a dead man shouldn’t have had the power to change all of our lives.But a family fortune can test even the bonds of identical twins.Now there’s him, the perfect bad boy who hates us all.My sister wants him, but he wants me.With billions of dollars at stake, no one is going to come out unscathed.

    Thorin Decker.Front man of Eighteendust, one of the world’s most famous rock bands. But before his rise to fame, he was the boy I fell in love with, and the boy who broke my heart. I never expected to see him again, but in a cruel twist of fate, we’ve been tied together in a way neither of us saw coming. If I thought he would be the same boy who left all those years ago, I was dead wrong. But he’s not the only one who’s changed. He’ll soon realize the girl he both broke, and saved, no longer exists. I might have moved on with my life, and let go of our past, but if he thinks a second chance is in the cards, he’s going to have to prove that he’s worth the risk.

    I’ve been called all of those and worse.Somebody once told me that one bad chapter doesn't mean your story is over.Mine was just starting.Painting me as the villain of the story and destroying everything I held dear was an easy task for them.It was easy for him.But the rules of the game have changed, and this time I was going to make them pay.My name is Ophelia Aster, a girl they threw away, a girl they wanted to shatter.They thought trapping me would set them free, but they didn’t know that the girl they used to know, didn’t exist anymore. They threw me into the darkness, so darkness was what I became.

    Today, he's a murderer. Yesterday, she was America's sweetheart; the wholesome first daughter of a beloved former president, a rising star without so much as a whisper of a scandal attached to her name. Today, she's an accomplice. Vanessa doesn't know why these words flew out of her mouth when Charles is accused of murdering his wife in cold blood, but she's said them, and she isn't taking them back. "He was with me all night." Power Games is unsuitable for sensitive readers.

    Saved me from her fate.He wrote me a little note explaining what he planned for me. Roses are dead. Violets are black and blue. Watch out little girl. I'm about to destroy you. As the new girl from the south side of town going to a prestigious academy for my senior year, I never expected welcoming open arms. But the bloody nose on my first day was a surprise. And the threat. And the… well, let me just say behind the Botoxed smiles and shiny sports cars were the worst sort of people.And there was one that brought them to their knees. One who ruled Green Hills Academy like the monarchs he descended from. Knight King hated me. Hated what I represented. Hated that I wasn’t wealthy and that I dared to enter his world.He was used to getting his way. Everyone did what he told them. He tried to rule me, but I was a fighter.My name’s Violet and I was anything but a shrinking flower.Savage Devil is book 1 in a 3 book trilogy. It is not a standalone and ends in a cliffhanger. It contains themes of bullying and is not meant for readers under the age of seventeen years of age.

    He isn’t the boy next door, or the kind you trust with your heart. He’s the devil in designer jeans, with all the charm of a bona fide psycho.Trust me.He swears I did something to cross him before I even stepped foot inside Cypress Prep, but it’s a lie. No one knows better than me that I’m all out of chances. One more misstep and I can kiss my future goodbye, which means I can’t possibly be guilty of whatever he thinks I’ve done. West marks me with a target anyway, and as this town’s football star, no one dares to go against him. His money, status, and the loyalty of his equally entitled brothers makes him seem untouchable. Only, I know better than that.This false god isn’t infallible like he wants the world to believe. Whenever I stare into those devilish green eyes, I see it plain as day. The chink in his armor. His one and only weakness.Me.The King of Cypress Prep has finally met his match and taking him down just became an inside job.*Final cover coming soon!*

    The kind of gorgeous where you didn’t even attempt to hide the fact that you were staring. I knew the type: His entire life he has coasted on his good looks, artificial charm, and sex appeal. Everyone wanted to be him or be ON him. I had been hurt by jerks like him before. He was like those guys but far worse.I was the unfortunate sucker to be offered a gig I desperately needed as his live-in chef for a Summer in the Hamptons. But I wasn’t like the other girls--the models and socialites who came through the revolving door of his bedroom. I would bite the bullet, take the job, deal with his sexist comments, his expectation that I would fawn over him, and have no problem letting the door hit my ass on the way out when I was done with the gig.Then something unexpected happened that changed everything and I realized that there maybe more to him than the labels I had affixed to his character. Maybe. But if he really wanted me, it wasn’t going to be easy, not like everything else in his life. He was going to have to work, I was going to make him miserable. He was going to hate wanting me just as much as I hated myself for wanting him back.Heath Hillabrand: International Supermodel. Womanizer. Gorgeous, Rotten, Scoundrel.Note: While Nina G. Jones is known for her darker suspense series (Strapped), this is NOT dark. Not even a little. This is a HOT romance novel. There are no crazy plot twists, no one is secretly related to anyone, there are no secret identities, just a fun read with sass and snark!