A priest cannot abandon his flock. A priest cannot forsake his God.I've always been good at following rules. Until she came. My name is Tyler Anselm Bell. I'm twenty-nine years old. Six months ago, I broke my vow of celibacy on the altar of my own church, and God help me, I would do it again. I am a priest and this is my confession. ***Priest is a standalone, full-length novel with an HEA.  For mature audiences only.***

    But I'm here to tell you that it's not. I lost my father in a boating accident when I was eight years old. He was the love of my life and I was his princess. I never got over his death, even after my mother, Madeline, married my father's best friend, Edward. She was a big believer in fate. I wasn't. Fate had done me wrong and left me with an emptiness that could never be filled. Not only did I lose my father that day, I also lost my best friend. After landing my dream job in New York City, I met a very sexy man named Andrew London. I fell head over heels for him instantly, and I was sure he was the one who could fill the emptiness I felt inside. I felt it every time we were together, and he loved me like no other man had. I ignored the signs from the beginning because I was so immersed in him. Then one day, everything unfolded, and I found myself in a relationship that was built on nothing but deceit from the very start. I couldn't understand why he would do this to me until I discovered the truth behind his lies. Readers 18+

    That’s my plan until I see her, the woman in gold with the sinful curves and the blonde curls. My will to dominate her runs as deep as the hate I have for her last name. No matter how beautifully she bends beneath my hands, I'll leave her shattered, a broken toy for her cruel family.I'm a sadist, and she's the object of my obsession."I'm speechless... My limits were tested and I even found a few hard limits of my own. I still hear that divinely, sexy man demanding those sinfully sweet words." - USA Today bestselling author B.B. Reid on DIRTY BAD WRONG

    She was the Universe’s favorite punching bag, but somehow, she was still alive. The last thing Sadie wanted in her life was a man. Too bad the persistent, hot as flames man in black didn’t get the memo. Night after night, he found his way into her place of work, having eyes for nothing and no one but her.One strange and confusing conversation with him was all it took for her to get sucked in. He was the most complex, unnerving, enigmatic creature she ever came across. He left her bemused and overwhelmed half the time - from his weird and inconsistent behaviors to his weaving emotions. He was a madness she found herself drawn to like moth to a flame.She couldn’t understand why she so uncontrollably pulled to him, unable to resist him. Or why he felt so familiar. When Sadie began having strange dreams, dreams that were her forbidden memories, memories that doctors told her were irretrievable, the enigma behind the man in black began to unravel.The Universe wasn’t done with her yet. Before she could taste a drop of true happiness, Sadie would first have to relive the most excruciating memories of her life.

     That was Marco Desmond. Hot, lethal, and the world’s best hit man for the dangerous Desmond Mafia. And it was my job to go undercover and seduce him so that I could find out the crucial information needed for possibly the biggest sting operation by the FBI. Easy, right? Oh god. As if that wasn’t hard enough, I was going undercover into the heart of the Desmond Mafia. One false move or wrong word and my life would end before I knew it. But I was determined to make this work. I would prove once and for all that I was an FBI agent worth her salt, even if it meant seducing the devil. Halle Margot. Did that gorgeous little fool know what she had gotten herself into? No one walks into the Desmond Mafia and expects to get out alive. You walk in on two legs but you go out on your back. I had enough on my plate and enough secrets to fill several closets but from the moment I see that curvy angel, I can’t seem to focus on anything but her. With her naive clumsiness getting her deeper and deeper into the heart of the Desmond Mafia, I know I have to save her. But can I do it before we both burn in this hell?

    The original novella can be found hereLAWYER BY DAY...BAD BOY BIKER BY NIGHTFlint knows a smart woman like Kendra would never fall for a man like him.Nothing more than a common outlaw hiding behind a designer suit.A seriously bad guy.As VP of the Steel Infidels, he isn't above doing whatever it takes to protect the MC.Veterinarian Dr. Kendra Shaw has never ignored an animal in need.When a call comes in about an injured eagle she doesn't think twice about going alone to a secluded cabin to meet the caller. What she finds there sets her on a shocking path she never could've imagined.***Liberated is full-length, standalone romance novel featuring a kick a** heroine and a tough biker who looks mighty fine in a designer suit. There are no cliffhangers or cheating and an HEA is guaranteed!***

    She was never the one to color outside lines or go against the rules. When Sevyn is suddenly faced with past due bills and eviction she becomes overwhelmed on how to stay above water. What she didn’t expect was to offer to help her with all her troubles, the only problem is it goes against all her morals.Nasir is content in his relationship with his long-term girlfriend. The two of them have an understanding an inviting another partner in the bedroom has never been an issue, until now. When Sevyn joins the couple for one night of pleasure, Nasir instantly becomes attracted to the innocence surrounding her. Soon he begins to question his current relationship and finds it hard to stay away from Sevyn. While Sevyn tries to fight the brewing desire she has for Nasir, he embraces it. What neither of them counted on was a fatal encounter that could take the both of them out before they even begin.

    A ruthless businessman, he has perfected the art of revenge. Ever since his mother's death, Gabriel has harbored only one wish: To take down the man who ruined their lives. But all bets are off when he meets his father's step daughter, Honor St. James. Beautiful and innocent, she is everything Gabriel never knew he wanted--and now there's no turning back... Is her desire worth the risk? Honor wasn't born yesterday. She knows that Gabriel is a wolf in sheep's clothing, willing to cross any line to get what he wants...herself included. But Gabriel's passion for Honor--in spite of her connection to the man he hates the most--cannot be denied...and the feeling is utterly mutual. Can Gabriel be trusted? The only thing she knows for sure is how he makes her feel. And she can't keep herself from coming back to him, over and over again...in Mine to Take.

     I've been running for ten years - fleeing my past and clawing my way toward an inescapable act of vengeance. Until he walks into my life, sure and strong and full of secrets. He dilutes my thirst for retribution with his touch. He obliterates my need for solitude with his kiss. But it's his hidden agenda that makes the hair on the back of my neck prickle. He wants something. Something that doesn't revolve around sweaty skin and tangled silk sheets like he'd have me believe. I have to stop falling for him, otherwise the last ten years will all be for nothing. I need to keep running, keep fighting for vengeance, even though I know he will track me down. But trying to escape him is just another problem. Because now I crave the hunt.

    You'd do best to remember that." Once upon a time, I was an eighteen year old psychology student.Now, I’m a man’s property.Stolen and sold, I’ve been decorated in bruises since the day my world changed two years ago.I suffer in silence, I crave freedom, but I never break.I can’t.Until he arrives.Elder Prest, the only man to look at me and see me. The only man more ruthless than my owner.He wants me for reasons I don’t understand.He claims me for one night then leaves and never looks back.Until he returns.And life becomes much more complicated.

    But that is old, old news. It was just a childhood crush. When Kofi returns to Antigua for her brother’s engagement party, Shae realizes maybe her crush isn’t such old news after all. But could Kofi be interested in the woman who used to follow him around with hearts in her eyes? Shae’s thirtieth birthday is approaching and she wonders if maybe it is finally the time to shoot her shot. After all, everyone knows birthday sex doesn’t count. Or does it?

    A colleague’s attempt to cheer him up brings Mitch to a secret “club.” Mitch isn’t remotely interested in the twinks parading like peacocks, until he spies the young man at the back of the room, nose firmly in a book and oblivious to his surroundings. Now Mitch is interested.Nikko Kurokawa wants to pay his debt and get the hell out of the Black Lounge—where he is forced to not only have sex, but sometimes suffer abuse to please clients. Earning his freedom isn’t proving easy, especially when he starts attracting interest. Life becomes that little bit easier to bear when he meets Mitch, who is nothing like the other men who frequent the club. And when Mitch crawls under his skin and into his heart, Nikko figures he can put up with anything. Before long he’ll be out of there, and he and Mitch can figure out if they have a future together.Neither of them counted on those who don’t want Nikko to leave….

    Her jugaad and privilege puts her directly in the path of a hardworking scholarship student– Vladimir Petrov, the vodka to her hot chocolate. Their tumultuous friendship is affected by global events, the landscape around them ever changing. And slowly, the Russian winter begins to melt for the Indian summer.Funny and endearing, Three Impossible Wishes is a heart-warming book about finding love and learning to love yourself.

    The intensity of it scared even me, and nothing ever scared me. She made me feel for the first time in my life. For a man like me, that was terrifying, but it was also fucking exhilarating. Soon, my want turned into need, and then obsession. From there, it developed into full-blown addiction. She became all that I thought of. If I was a better, less selfish man, I would have forced myself to stay away from her. We were from two different worlds; one light, one dark. I knew the darkness of my world would inevitably swallow her whole. But I couldn’t let her go. I wouldn’t even lie and say I’d tried. I hadn’t. Every fiber of my being screamed that Eve was mine. She was meant for me. I could live without her, but I didn’t want to. I was rational enough to know that she wasn’t ready for me, though. She was too naive, too innocent, too young. I’d break her. So, in silence I’d suffered. Watching, wanting, waiting, needing only her. She was always right within my reach but never close enough to touch. Until… I took her.