Scott in his box would keep everybody safe.It would keep things uncomplicated. Simple.But nothing about the former football player was simple.He was a gentle giant, a dominating gentleman.A nice guy.He wasn’t anything like I thought he would be.But we’re all wrong for each other, no matter what Scott thinks.I just have to convince him of it too.Before one of us gets hurt.

    . .When Essex lifestyle blogger and fashionista, Gracie Elliott crash lands into the life of Colorado mountain man Koa Carmichael in the middle of a snow storm, fists, chemistry and sexual banter ensue.After the punk rock Tinker Bell and semi-retired country rock star share some sweet, emotional as well as laugh-out-loud moments, they find it impossible to deny that they might have discovered exactly what neither of them knew they were looking for.THIS BOOK WAS PREVIOUSLY PUBLISHED UNDER THE TITLE CowSex.

    RaineKarma truly is a bitch, just when things are going so good, she loves to slap you upside the head.We thought the problem with Cordy died when she did but we were wrong.Only when Bane comes back into our life do we find the truth and it's an ugly truth.Cordy took something a long time ago, that wasn't hers to take and she put the blame on Cricket's shoulders.I feel helpless.I may not be able to save her this time.Not me or the Sin's Bastards.Fate may take my woman and I hate that feeling…CricketAll my life I've never had a choice.When I was a child my parents made choices for me, then Cordy took over.For the first time I was my own boss but then I find out I may not be able to have a life after all.Even from the grave, my sister screwed me over, but now it isn't only my life on the line.There's a little something I haven't told Raine about yet.Will I get to tell him or should I take my secret to the grave?

     The minute she drives past the “Welcome to Maybelle” sign after six months traveling, she knows the quaint little town is something new entirely. It’s more than the good food and welcoming people -- with the exception of the gruff bartender she meets her first night out. Aden Riveau couldn’t be more rooted in Maybelle if he were an actual tree. In a town that caters to tourists, his bar is the only place the locals have all to themselves. Everyone knows him and he knows everyone, and nothing spoils his peace more than having to deal with nosy, gawking tourists who don’t stick around. She’s only in Maybelle for a vacation, and he’s never taken a vacation in his life. He can’t stop thinking about how different she is, and she can’t stop trying to figure him out. But her reservation has an end, and his never will, unless he can find a way to pour his heart out.

     It’s just a docuseries about your career as an OB/GYN, they said. It won’t interrupt your life during or after filming, they said. It is a great opportunity for the hospital and your practice, they said. Well, they—the television executives who seem intent on ruining my career and personal life with a fair number of creative liberties—lied. Now I’m stuck dealing with the consequences of believing them. Instead of being known as Dr. Will Cummings, Head of Obstetrics and Gynecology at St. Luke’s Hospital, I’m now being called Dr. Obscene. What devotion I’d hoped to earn in respect, I’ve instead received in patients flashing me seductive smiles and flirtatious winks during their exams. How’s a guy supposed to convince the most perfect woman he’s ever met that he’s not as much of an idiot in real life as he appears to be on camera? With all of the show’s side effects taking root like parasites, it’s going to take a lot to persuade Melody Marco to be anything more than my new nurse. But I can’t get her out of my head. I want her. Good thing I’ve never been one to back away from a challenge… Get ready, Melody. The doctor is in.

    Just another twenty-something girl, living the dream. That’s what I tell myself every morning. That I’m successful, self-aware, and well-balanced. It's just a tiny fib. I would be all of those things, if I had friends who didn’t work with me at the bank. And if I made it to pilates more than once a quarter. And if watermelon slushies weren't the main source of nutrients in my diet. It wouldn’t hurt if I’d had sex in the last year, either. (My best friend insists Jorge the Nightstand Boyfriend doesn’t count.)But when you know where you're going, you don’t need to enjoy the ride. Right?Even if some teeny part of me did want to fool around, Max Donovan would be the last guy I’d call. Sure, he made the indie video game that broke the internet. And yeah, his eyebrow piercing’s sexy, in a ‘what-are-you-in-a-band?’ kind of way. And fighting with him gets me going faster than Jorge on bezerker mode…He’s still colder than a cactus and twice as prickly. And I’m not talking about his face, because the guy’s barely old enough to shave. It’d really be best if we just ignored each other. Which is a problem, because Max Donovan is my new biggest client.So what happens when the girl who lives to work meets the guy who was born to play?Game on.

    Young, rich, handsome, and talking smack about my profession, he was the walking stereotype of a speak-before-I-think hockey player.The second time I met him, I was sad and he made me smile.The third time, we got married.His proposal took me by surprise, to say the least. But Dustin needed a marriage to save his image. And as a bonus, it put an end to my visa issues.Thing is, now we've got to play like we're truly married and in love. Turns out there's this thing called marriage fraud and it can land you up to five years in prison if they catch you. We'll have no problem faking our way through this relationship, right?Except every day we spend together, the more real our connection seems, and we start to fall in love for real.If only it wasn't for those pesky skeletons in both of our closets.And the twist that neither of us could have imagined coming.

     Nature was my domain. Where I preferred to be. Hiking trails. Guiding people through the tangle of scrub. But then I got the rescue call – a chick with a twisted ankle stuck on a hill. Typical city girls. Clueless. Only, when I found Fiona, I didn’t anticipate that she’d be so… smoking hot. Fawn-like eyes. Redheaded bob. Curvy figure… Hmm, my carnal desire went into overload. I helped her back to my cabin. But that was a mistake. My “mountain man” urges couldn’t be resisted. And the way she looked at me was far from innocent. So, we made love... all night long. After that, I never expected to see her again... Until she showed up at my house and uttered two words that changed everything: “I’m pregnant.” Fiona wasn’t just a mere rescue anymore. She was the mother of my baby. And that meant she was mine. But neither of us were prepared for what happened next…

    least of all women.Not that it matters.Because I'm getting my ring off her finger.And then I'm going to fire her.And no, I'm not going to bang her first,However tempting she damn well is.Curse or no curse, she's definitely not it!They say opposite attract.They say there is a thin line between love and hate.Well, follow Ash and Ellis, our first couple in the new series Fated To Love You in their fight—I mean search—for their happily ever after.THIS BOOK IS PART OF A SERIES BUT IS READ AS A STAND-ALONE. NO CHEATING. NO CLIFFY.JUST LOADS OF SWOONS, SPARKS AND BEDROOM STEAM JUST FOR YOU!

    Football club lawyer, Santino Rossi is known in the locker room as the two-month chump. For years he’s been on a mission to find someone he can share his basil plant with and cure him of his former playboy ways. Tilly Logan is a fiery, Scottish lass who didn’t bat an eye five years ago when a smoldering Italian pulled her into a nightclub bathroom. He was dark, dangerous, and exactly the good time Tilly was looking for—even if he worked for her over-protective brother’s team. But a lot has changed and when Tilly returns to London five years later only to find herself trapped in an elevator with the smoldering Italian, it isn’t a happy reunion. Especially because her brother blames Santino for her high tailing it back to Scotland in the first place. Tilly doesn’t want a replay of past mistakes and reconnecting with Santino is playing with fire.But if they keep their relationship a secret, it could be worth the burn.

    Eric McCurdy is a former professional baseball player reduced to an athletic trainer and he's ready to up the flexibility of your workout.

    Sing country music, go on tour, top the charts—with my popularity growing every day, I was on my way.All it took was a gust of wind that blew up your skirt, and those white cotton panties had me hooked. I didn’t know your name, and you turned down every attempt I threw your way. But I knew you were different, even though you told me I was the same.“Just friends” is what you offered, and I played by your rules, but, Adelaide Hatfield, you have to know, from that day, it was only you.I just hope I can make you see how much you mean to me before we both drown in the sorrow of what heartbreak will bring.

    Instead she saved me.She was the girl in a faded photo I’ve carried in my pocket for three long years.My best friend’s sister.I made him a promise on the battlefield that I intended to keep.Until I met her.An angel on a dance floor in a shimmery gold dress.Our worlds crashed together into an incredible night of heat.Now I’ve screwed up everything.How could I have known she was the one girl I swore to protect?***Gabriel is a full-length, stand alone novel. There is one new bonus book, Liam included in this edition. There are NEVER any cliffhangers or cheating in my books. ***

    That is, unless you’re my gorgeous temporary neighbor.My first impression of Theo Crawford was anything but wonderful. He was discourteous, anti-social, and a drunken mess. My second impression wasn’t much better when he inconsiderately woke me on a Sunday morning.But by my third impression, my views toward Theo began to soften. Maybe he isn’t as bad as he seems. And now? Well, let’s just say my defective heart doesn’t care that he’s gay, because I’ve fallen for him.Theo:Wait, what? I’m not gay. Where the hell did she get that impression?

     ReaganI hate him. Jude Titan is everything that’s wrong with the male sex: cocky, domineering and loaded with swagger. Oh, and did I mention he’s a Republican? Yeah, the guy’s so conservative he leans to the right when walking. And lucky me, I’m running against him for Senate. But I’ve got plenty of fight in me. A golden boy war hero opponent with a smile that leaves melted panties in its wake? Bring. It. On.JudeDamn, she’s sexy. Reagan Preston intrigues me from the moment I lay eyes on her. And speaking of laying…I want between those thighs. But I want to make her burn for me first. Every debate and stolen moment is foreplay for us. She claims she hates me, but her body tells a different story. I plan to win this election, but I also want to win the sharp, fiery Democrat who captures my attention like no woman ever has. Politics is filthy, just like all the things I want to do to Reagan Preston.