To the Highest Bidder.FreyaSince Dad died and left us high and dry, things have just gotten worse for Mom and me. Unless we find enough money to pay my fees I'm going to be kicked out of college, and even worse my mom is about to become homeless.I didn't know what to do, how I could help. I felt completely out of options, until my friend told me I could auction my virginity for thousands of dollars to the highest bidder at a secretive club frequented by billionaires called the Blue Butterfly.I've been saving myself for that elusive once-in-a-lifetime great romance, and that 'special man', but I realize now that is just a childish dream. Truth is I'm probably going to lose my virginity to some jerk who will not appreciate it, anyway. I'd much rather save my mother from more humiliation. So I applied to the Blue Butterfly, and to my surprise they accepted me. I thought I knew what to expect. A billionaire who looked like Warren Buffet, or George Soros.But NOTHING could have prepared me for...my highest bidder.A full length steamy and emotional standalone romance with a HEA.

    But the old Victorian she bought needs extensive renovations and the one man who can help her—Theo Valentine—takes an immediate and intense dislike to her. Left scarred and mute after a terrible accident, the reclusive Theo is a brilliant contractor whose plans to renovate the building Megan bought are eerily similar to her own. As their paths cross again and again and Megan begins to see the man beneath the mystery, a part of her that she thought was lost forever slowly starts to reawaken. But when she discovers unsettling similarities between Theo and her late husband and strange coincidences begin to mount, Megan is forced to confront everything she believed about her past…and decide how far she’ll go to get the truth.

    I was late at college, and then I went off to work my shift at the restaurant and the first thing I do is trip on someone's handbag.I'd have fallen flat on my face if not for a pair of hands that appeared out of nowhere to catch me.Oh my, what strong hands.I looked up and nearly fainted. The man was a freaking god! Those fabulous cheekbones, the extravagant sweep of sooty lashes, and that chiseled, arrogant jawline.Apparently, Matt Hunter was there to work though. Which kinda shocked me. What would a guy like him be doing in a job like this?Later I found out he had been running another branch of the restaurant chain, got demoted for unknown reasons, and sent here.Curiouser and curiouser.And then I found out his secret, and exactly what he was doing there... but not before our reckless entanglement and after I let myself fall for him. NOTE: This book is a full length standalone romance with a happily ever after.

    Wolf is not only a deadly, charismatic vampire with great persuasion skills, he also happens to be built like a Nordic God, all solid muscle and chiseled bone structure and haunting eyes that I sometimes think tell me more than he wants me to know. He’s the type of guy most women find themselves falling for (and not just because they might end up his next meal).But despite the simmering sexual tension and yearning between us, I know there’s no way I’ll ever be able to tell him how I feel. After all, I’m a human and he’s a vampire and he’s told me more than once that those love stories never end well.Too bad my heart doesn’t know the difference. ***Nightwolf is a contemporary vampire romance with a friends-to-lovers twist.This book is a spinoff of The Dark Eyes Duet, featuring Wolf & Amethyst, but can be read as a total standalone. However, if you are reading it as a series, The Dark Eyes Duet (Black Sunshine and The Blood is Love) should be read first.It will release wide on November 8th and go into Amazon KU on November 10th.

     That one day when a few little words changed our entire lives forever… Don’t be Afraid, he said. Life can change so quickly. One moment you can be smiling and feeling as if you're walking on clouds and the next, everything you love, everything you treasure crumbles at your feet. I told him to fight, I told him I needed him. We needed him. But there are just some fights that can't be won… He was my angel then, and he’s still my angel now. In a way, I believe he’s still looking out for us, giving us a future. Sometimes it’s as if I can still feel his presence, guiding us and keeping us safe. So, I won’t be Afraid. I'll live. I’ll fight. It’s what he would have wanted. I’ll do it for him…

    After the final rude message she wrote in my yearbook, I decided that we didn't need to see each other anymore. (But if we ever did, I would show her exactly why I had every reason to be "cocky," and make her admit that I really *was* "that damn sexy.")Now that it's ten years later, I've graduated from law school at the top of my class, and I'm being recruited to work at the number one law firm in New York City.Since I'm in desperate need of a change and want to meet new people, I don't hesitate to accept the offer.Until I find out that Courtney Ryan graduated from law school, too.Until I realize that she'll be working at the same exact firm, in the office right across from me.And if this timing isn't unfortunate enough, she's far more tempting and sexier than I originally remembered.(Oh, and last night I found out that she lives right next door...)We don't have to be close.We don't have to be best friends.But she's going to pay me back for making us enemies all over again...

    As an assistant, I know I have limited qualifications, but I am loyal and have been an assistant here for almost five years.
I apologize for the initial meeting where I was late in picking you up from the airport, spilled coffee on you, and introduced you incorrectly, among other things. I know I did not make a great first impression, but I need this job. No one should still be an assistant when entering their thirties.
I have attached my résumé. I'm sorry for taking up so much of your valuable time.
Thank you for your consideration,
Olive Porter
P.S. I'm sorry for kissing you on the lips. I really was trying to kiss you on the cheek. I was told you were European, so I was trying to make you comfortable. I was clearly wrong about both.SAVAGE LOVEI hate him.He's made my life a living hell every day since we were five years old. We've been enemies since the day he cut off my pigtails in first grade and I retaliated by drawing on his face with a sharpie.Our hate of each other grew stronger as we got older. We grew more savage in the way we dealt with each other. We broke bones in fights, sabotaged each other's dates, and ruined any chance each other had at happiness.We went our separate ways after college. I never thought I'd have to deal with that asshole again.But I'm out of a job, so when the opportunity to compete for one of the highest profile PR jobs presented itself, I jumped at the chance. Even if it means I'll have to compete with Carter for the job. I'll be more than happy to crush him on the way to my dream job. I'm willing to do anything, savage things, to ensure I win.There's just one problem. I forgot how much my body betrays me every time I see Carter. Because despite all the horrible things he's done, it doesn't stop me from wanting to do naughty, unthinkable things with him. Will my savage heart be enough to resist his charms?FINDING PERFECTI want the perfect man, and Ace Knight isn’t him. He’s a foul-mouthed, pothead, tattooed bastard. He may have saved my life, but he also cost me my nursing career with one smug kiss. Now I’m broke, homeless, and jobless. I wanted a man in a suit. Tall, dark, and handsome. Not broken, cursing, and cynical. Knight thinks I’m the perfect woman for him.Perfect to help him keep his ex-wife from inheriting his millions. I can’t refuse his offer. I need the money.But what if he expects me to…sleep with him. I can’t…I won’t…until he smirks and then I’m toast. I think I need a new plan. Bad boy + flawed girl does not equal perfect.This collection includes 3 standalone romances: Not Sorry, Savage Love, & Finding Perfect.

    Things are simple. Charm her, enjoy her, discard her, and repeat. Once she hears my family name her focus is on the size of my wallet and she can't be trusted.Until Lauren shows up at my doorstep one night and I am suddenly in charge of the family company. I need to save the family legacy and ten thousand jobs. I can't do it without her. She's beautiful, sassy, brilliant, and brutally honest. She can't stand me.I need her. In my bed, in my life, as my wife. Everything's going according to plan . . . Until, she disappears.LaurenI fell for him as soon as I saw him last week, all of him, the full package.Until, he sent me back to his condo to get rid of the girl--the naked one in his bed. He didn't even know her name.Today he's the new CEO, and he's screwing up. Royally. I told him what I thought of him.Again.Now, he won't take no for an answer. When he makes a fairy tale proposal in front of hundreds, I can't say no. Together we have a plan to save the company.But he's keeping secrets, and I uncover the worst one.This story is intended for mature readers, it contains mature themes, strong language, and sexual situations.

    Yet, hours after we said "I do," I lost him. Forever... The dreams we'd shared, the future we'd planned—all of our hopes and desires, were ripped away in mere seconds. And now, four years later, my life still feels like a hopeless eternity. So, I guess it's quite fitting that the last person I want to hear from is currently standing at my front door. He wants to tell me the truth about that night, he wants to be my new knight in shining armor, but the thing is… He was the best man...

    I shouldn't be contacting the recipient of my husband's heart. I don't even expect him to reply...But there's a desperate, twisted part of me that hopes he will.No names.No personal details.Just a conversation.The only thing I have left of my husband is inside him.***'The Wrong Heart' is an angst-filled contemporary romance standalone. This book deals with heavy themes, such as loss of a loved one and self-harm/suicide.

    One-hundred percent untouchable. Too bad I didn't know that when we first met. We were just two strangers in a club, drawn together by chemistry. Hot, SIZZLING chemistry. Imagine my surprise when I discover that she's my new boss.And now that we work together, she's determined to keep it professional. My problem? I can't forget the night we met. That searing kiss. The way she felt in my hands. I find myself willing to break the rules to get closer to her.Though she tries to fight it, I know she feels it, too. This pull. It's all in the way she fidgets whenever I'm around. It's all in those lingering, hungry looks she casts my way when she thinks no one is watching. Despite the risk to my job that comes with pursuing her, I can't seem to stay away from her.I want to forget about the rules and make her mine. Warning: This book is recommended for readers over 18 years of age.

    At least until I’m subject to one of his trademark sighs of disapproval. I’m counting the days until I can walk away from this job. But first, I need to survive the trip from hell he’s dragged me on. One entire week with his arrogant smile and my unexpected naughty thoughts.   I might get fired.  He just might be worth it.   Kendall Tate is the most distracting woman I’ve ever met – and she’s my assistant.   She’s irritatingly clever, and much too nice for the likes of me. I need to remain professional, even if the smell of her strawberry lip gloss is my kryptonite. No matter how much I want her, Kendall is off limits.   Growing closer to her might be a mistake.  I might just take the risk. Full Length Standalone book with no cliffhanger. First book of the “Miss Series”. ***Miss Understanding is for mature audiences due to steamy bedroom scenes that are in no way contained to just the bedroom.***

    It’s a mistake—a steamy, mind-blowingly satisfying mistake. But a few nights of passion with the superwealthy bad boy prove to have long-term effects when Cleo’s world is unexpectedly turned upside down.Dante has cultivated an enviable, jet-setting lifestyle: beautiful women, exotic destinations, and luxury without limits. He’s not looking to be domesticated, and certainly not by his assistant—even though he can’t get her out of his mind. Still, he knows he has both the responsibility and the financial means to help Cleo.Though Cleo has no interest in Dante’s money, her lack of prospects gives her little choice but to accept his help. But living under the same roof, Dante discovers he wants more, and if Cleo lets down her guard, she just might find what her heart’s wanted all along.

    The effect she has on me is intense, and I make her life a living hell because of it.I love her spirit, her internal defiance when completing the most inane task I assign her. My two week stay has turned into unending, just to be near her.She’s under my every command if she wants to keep me happy.There’s one last thing I want.Her.***Welcome to the Cameo Hotel is a stand alone novel***

    Evil. Twisted. Psychopathic. A cruel madman with a killer smile. And he is my boss. My duty is to blend in, clean his home, and not make a peep. I’ve done my job well for years. Imbedded myself so deep in his world, he’s never going to get me out. But I am this king’s worst nightmare. Bad men like him took everything away from me. I will never forget. He will pay for the sins of many. I’ll just bide my time—watching, waiting, calculating—until the time is right. When I strike, he won’t know what hit him. The monster who rules Mexico with an iron fist may not bow to anyone… But I’m not just anyone. He will bow to me.