By the time we’re done, you won’t want to wake up. We knew from the moment you walked in that you were perfect. You’re so pure. With a wild side that’s just waiting to come play. The three of us can make any woman crazy. It’s helped us become the top consulting firm in the country. Made us wealthier than you can ever imagine. But now we’re going to shower only you with that wealth. And when we’re done wining and dining you we won’t stop. We’ll shower you in other things as well. With three massive alpha males, you can guess what it’s going to be. You may be worried at first. But you know deep down that the three of us will love you. Protect you. Treat you more than just an office asset. Because this isn’t just an office where you clock in and clock out. This is going to become a home away from home. You will need to please all of us. And it’ll call for lots of overtime.

    I signed the contract. I agree not to ask questions. And I thought it would only be a tryst between me, Tobias, and Preston--the two billionaires who now owned me for seven days. I couldn't have been more wrong...One contract. Two guys. Three players. Four strikes. Five rules. Six zeros. Seven days.No safe words.Are you game?

    Together. She just doesn't know it yet. Catherine's life is in New York. The property she's inherited is in Bridgewater, Montana. Going back to the town she visited every summer as a child stirs up long forgotten memories and a girlhood crush, on not one teen-turned-hot-cowboy, but two. Cousins Jack and Sam Kane. Fortunately for her, in Bridgewater, one cowboy's never enough. In this contemporary version of Vanessa Vale's USA Today bestselling, Bridgewater Ménage series, Catherine is forced to choose the life she really wants: the big-city lawyer or the small town cowgirl with two men who want to take her for a very dirty ride. Warning: Panty melting! Ride Me Dirty is a wildly dirty romance with two obsessed alpha cowboys and a Type-A heroine. This HEA is all about her - no m/m.

    Roommates. Total hunks. Inseparable friends. Hot as hell.Meet my fantasy boyfriends. Aren’t they just the sexiest, cutest thing? I know, right? They totally are. They are hot, too hot for a quiet – and obsessed with them – girl working in a bookshop.That’d be me, by the way.There’s also the tiny problem of Joel wanting another girl. And as for Jethro, well… he doesn’t do girls. Or maybe he doesn’t do relationships. He certainly doesn’t do boys, so he isn’t doing his best and very male friend… right? Much less his male friend and me at the same time.So it’s fine to crush on them. And write a serial story on my blog in which we have tantric sex in every possible position.All three of us. Together. Touching, and licking, and sucking, and screwing.Whew.I mean, it’s okay. It’s perfectly safe. They’ll never even know I exist, much less find out about my blog and my secret fantasy about them.Right?Yeah, that’s what I thought, too.

    She will pay for her betrayal however I deem necessary. Imagine living in a constant nightmare where you have no control. Running from someone or something, you can hear him getting closer and feel his breath on your neck. You know that no matter what you do, he’s going to get you. He will win.But I don’t have just one. I have four. Ryan Scout, Van Rellik, Dax Monroe, and Grayson Law are the Reapers of Westbrook High, my ex-best friends, and now my biggest enemies. They run the school and own this town. They want nothing more than to make me pay for what I saw that night at Death Valley. A sick and twisted game that leaves me dirty and bruised with torn clothing. So how did I fall in love with one?I was raised to fear the dark side, but he showed me it was in the dark where the truth came to light. He played with me until my body craved his touch. I was going to prove I could be his most trusted servant in every form of the word. Whether kneeling before him or lying on my back, my sole purpose in life was to be his. But when you’re a toy everyone likes to play with, you’re bound to end up broken.Things to know about Make You Beg It is not RHIt is MF & MFMIt is told in multiple POVsThis is a 140K word dark bully romance and may contain triggers for some due to sexual situations, language, and violence.

    A new life on the coast, running a beautiful country hotel with my husband.It should have been everything I’d ever wanted. Worth every scrap of investment.A hotel business we’d sunken every single penny we owned into, only to find out there was a big chain rival opening just a stone’s throw away.Slowly, day by day, the dream became a nightmare. Bills. So many bills. Sleepless nights, tossing and turning. No way out in sight.Until there was him.The man at the bar.The man with a proposition we should never have considered in a thousand years …Me. Him. One long night where I’m subject to his every fantasy.While my husband watches.

    As the owner of The Wicked Horse, an elite sex club located along the Vegas Strip, I never spend the night alone. I don’t grant favors and will rarely give you the time of day—unless I want you in my bed. So when the sister of my sworn enemy shows up asking for help, saying “no” should be easy. But all I see is the opportunity to help this beautiful woman while exacting revenge on her brother, and I am not about to pass that up. Beaten and bruised, Trista Barnes is running out of options, and, unfortunately for her, I’m her last chance to get out of the mess she’s in. She doesn’t know why I despise her brother so much, but as long as I can help her, she doesn’t care. And while I am more than happy to keep her safe, I intend to do so while opening her up to a sinful world she never knew existed.As Trista falls into the wicked world of guilt free pleasure with no regrets, my feelings of possessiveness begin to grow. But when she finds out I used her as my pawn for revenge, my wicked favor may cost me everything.

    Practical, AKA me, wants to blame it on.The E.R. was usual madness.But this was the night that got me.Or should I say they got me.Maybe it was the bad boy billionaire's knee buckling kiss...Or the growly bodyguard's determination to keep me safe.All I know is I'm in a dream in the mansion on the hill.Pampered and protected.And falling in love with both of them.For so many reasons.But life in the lime-light is full of potholes.The kind that can swallow hopes and careers whole.Everyone's watching to see if we're on the road to true happiness or major disaster,Rocked is a steamy, twisty, medical, billionaire, bodyguard menage romance with two main male characters, a strong spunky female, and an unconventional love that works for them all. No cheating, no cliffhangers. This book has a great big Happy Ever After for Gage, Winter, and Julian.Jenna Gunn, one of today's hottest action and suspense romance authors has teamed up with Gabby Hughes for this standalone romance that brings a new twist to Gunn's alpha rescuer romance bookshelf.

     I’ve got a dirty secret. A crush. Specifically, on my boss. Well, bosses. All three of them. Not one, and not two, but three. Three huge, dominant, possessive, gorgeous men. And you want to know the really dirty part? They want to make me theirs. They want to make me submit, and make me feel things I’ve never felt before. Things I’ve never dared to dream about. Three men with an offer of a lifetime – the chance to fulfill the dirtiest, filthiest, most forbidden fantasy a girl could ever imagine. There’s only one question. Do I dare? They say two is a party and three’s a crowd, but I don’t think that’s right. Three is perfect. The filthiest, hottest, most mind-blowing type of perfect imaginable. That is, if I can handle it. Bossed Three Times is a hot, steamy read involving a mfmm menage romance with three utterly obsessed alpha heroes. This is all about her – no m/m. If you love over-the-top, slightly unrealistic, and wildly dirty romance with plenty of steam, this one’s for you! HEA with NO CHEATING! For a very limited time, this book now also includes all three books from the "Twice" series - Twice Bossed, Twice Taken, and Twice Tackled.

     I don't date bikers. It's my one cardinal rule. No rough, rugged, tattooed egotistical maniacs on two wheels. Even if they are gorgeous, brilliant, and sport the prefix Doctor. Bottom line, bikers are nothing but trouble. T.R.O.U.B.L.E Dr. Devlin Dane has had his sights set on my panties for months. But I've done a stellar job of fending him off. As Mercy Medical's most eligible bachelor, he has no problem in the panty dropping department. He's tall, dark, and inked all over. I get the appeal, I'm not dead. I'm not stupid either. He's a walking heartbreak waiting to happen. But when Reese Dane comes crashing into my life - literally- the game suddenly changes. Reese, the dark, brooding, motorcycle racing champion, knows exactly how to apply the right pressure on and off the track. The two have an unstoppable pull like centrifugal force, and both bad boy bikers are determined to take me on a high-powered ride I'll never forget... *MOTO is an unconventional (ménage) standalone novel. Spare panties and a box of tissues may be required.

    I’ve found pleasure, but I’m still searching for what or who makes my body come alive like it never has before. It’s a place where no one knows more than I want them to, and I feel free. I wasn’t expecting to walk in one night to find three men who I haven’t seen in ten years. I know I’ve changed since they saw me last and, in some ways, they have too. Maybe I haven’t changed enough because the moment I see them again, I know they’re the only ones who can give me what I want, what I need.My brother, Landon, is the reason I knew them way back when. Then they all went off to serve our country while I grew up. Now they’re back and working for Landon at Sullivan Protections. With the enemies Landon’s made, he’s the reason I could be in danger.When Owen, Barrett and Colt are assigned to protect me, how far will it go? Will they keep me safe? Will they show me a new way to play, a new fantasy I didn’t even know I had? How long will it last? Once they sink their teeth into me, will I ever be able to walk away again?COLTElla thaws the ice around my heart. I’ll make sure she stays safe because she’s ours. Nothing is going to stop me, us. Not even Landon, even if he is our oldest friend. She makes me warm when I’ve been cold for far too long. Her skin begs for my mark.BARRETTShe’s ours.OWENWe’ve been trained. Our skills have been honed. We’ve been made into soldiers, but none of us saw Ella coming. By the time we make eye contact the first night we visit Club Sin, it’s too late. We never stood a chance. I can see it in the way Colt melts for her and the way Barrett’s walls crumble.Protecting her was never in question. It took only a second and she became our prey, but she doesn’t run. She wants to be caught. I bet she tastes delicious.**If you like alpha heroes and an insta-love story that is sweet but isn’t necessarily simple, then this is for you. No cheating with a guaranteed HEA. It is a standalone but is related to my Denver Family series (Banks Ink., Suburban Outcasts and Higgins Security). Meet Landon Sullivan in Securing His Family (Higgins Security Book 1) and meet another member of the Sullivan Protection team, Remington, in Timeless Connection (Stranger Shoot Book 5).**Fantasies are meant to come true and the men of Club Sin will see to your every kinky desire. This November, 22 of your favorite steamy romance authors take you inside Club Sin, a forbidden place where you’ll find love and pleasure with multiple hot men in these Reverse Harem novellas. Can you handle the heat?22 rooms, 22 fantasies…Which door will you step through?

    Only small cover alterations, and minor editing updates to the story, have been made.* * * * *Friends for much longer than they’ve been lovers, Taryn and Richard enjoy each other’s company while looking for “Mr. Right”. When they meet Caleb the attraction is instant and mutual–for all three.Caleb wines and dines them then shows them how good it can be if they trust him to lead the way. One night is all it takes to prove that the three of them are a perfect match, at least in the bedroom. Taryn has to decide if explosive sex and the feelings that are quickly overtaking her are worth the risk of losing it all - she knows only too well that you can’t count on fate to always go your way. Richard sees Caleb and Taryn as the perfect couple - but isn’t so sure there will always be room for him. Caleb has to suppress his urge to tie them both to the bed until they understand that they belong with him, - but if they don’t come around soon, he’ll be pulling those ropes out after all.

    

    And maybe everyone wants what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes.Number Two is mostly gentle. But it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the dark. A peek into the forbidden.I just didn’t expect to like them.*****I heard the door open and close and said nothing. And the footsteps coming down the hallway towards the bedroom. I even heard him say, “Hey.” So softly. “You awake?” Like he didn’t want to wake me.I listened as he stepped into the closet. There was that slick sound a man makes when he pulls his tie through his shirt collar. I heard the unclasping of his watch. The jingle of his belt buckle and the shuffle of his pants as they dropped to the floor.I even heard his moan as he stood over me. I could feel his shadow from the streetlamp outside like it was heat.Then the bed creaked, the mattress sank. And his warm, hard body straddled me.Still, I said nothing.I just buried my face in the sweet scent of the pillow and closed my eyes, feigning sleep.“Rochelle,” he whispered, leaning over me. His fingertips gently brushed the hair away from my shoulder. His mouth pressed against my skin. “Did you miss me? God, I’ve missed you. Two weeks is too long. We need to renegotiate.”He nipped my neck. Kissed it. Licked my ear as he positioned himself to begin.And I said… nothing.Even though my name is not Rochelle. That’s why I’m here. Tied up and gagged inside the closet. Sitting in the dark as three men on the other side of the door argue about where Rochelle went, why I was in her bed, and what they should do next.I should be scared but I’m not.I should be screaming, but I won’t.Because this just feels very, very right.And the only thing on my mind is… what will happen next?

    Deep trouble. The only way to help him? Agree to work for Mr. Rousseau. Be his. The beastly, wolf-like billionaire. And cover the debt however he sees fit. I’m Bella. An app developer. The daughter of the great Web developer Maurice Verdandi. After a suspicions disappearance I find him. He’s broken. Defeated. One of his guys screwed up the network of a billionaire. Crashed the system. Billions in damages. Bankruptcy was the only option. But I went to him. The Billionaire. Mr Rousseau. To save my father. He was the embodiment of raw manliness. Tall, with the body of a beast. No… he was a wolf. But with bright blue eyes. And his smell… overwhelming and mesmerising. He agrees to wipe the slate clean. Free my father of debt and responsibility. But in exchange for something. Me. What do I do? He’s willing to let my father’s company die. End him forever. This man’s a monster. So why can’t I stop thinking about him? His hair, those eyes, his smell. That beastly body…ravishing me like an animal. **A Beauty and the Beast Romance. No cliffhangers. Very mature themes. And a HEA.**