Like, glass shards on top of sandpaper rough. She managed to get out of an abusive relationship only to have her ex kidnap their 4-year-old son just days before the custody hearing. Lily has become so difficult to be around that her best friend, Alexa, has finally given up hope and abandoned her in Shorty’s Pub.Gerrit Rousseau is an oasis of calm in a stormy world, downplaying his smoldering good looks as he tends bar and keeps his head down. His emotions are not easily stirred, but the brazen, tattooed Lily is lighting a fire. There’s something about her, something beyond her looks, that gets his blood pumping to all the right places.Sexual fireworks are inevitable with these two, especially during Mardi Gras—but things in New Orleans are never as simple as they seem. When a man turns up dead and Lily admits to Gerrit that she was directly involved, all hell breaks loose in the Crescent City. Gerrit is compelled to get to the bottom of the twin mysteries of the death and the missing child, but first he must figure out where the mysterious Dani Weeks and her son Riley fit in.

    She wants to hate him. Remi Tanner wasn’t part of the plan. But when I see my uncle doting on her, I know she’s going to help me destroy him. I’ll taunt her. Test her. In the end, I’ll break her. Ace Jagger wasn’t a good guy. But he swept into my life like a storm, and I’m caught up in the aftermath. He’s cruel. Calculating. In the end, I never stood a chance. She might be a Sterling Prep princess, and I might be the guy from the wrong side of the tracks, but one thing's for sure... I won’t stop until I get what I want. Revenge. Taunt Her is a dark high school bully romance. If possessive, tattooed, motorcycle-riding alphaholes aren't your thing, you probably won't like this book!

    Patrick's Day. Jade is 19 years old, with curves more luscious than the rolling green hills of Ireland. I guess it’s the luck of the Irish that I get to claim her as my own. But that’s because she was unlucky enough to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. While she was studying in Ireland, she may have witnessed my dad—a notorious Irish gangster—commit a crime. He sends me to Boston to find out what she knows and deal with it if necessary. The job is supposed to be easy: Get in, get out, move on— everything I’m used to doing without a hitch. The set-up makes this job even easier and it comes with a perk: She’ll willingly sell herself to me at an auction, without knowing why I’m there. I’ll purchase her body— and win her trust— at any price. Dominating her is a treat as sweet as sin. When I find out she's a virgin, that's the cherry on top. A cherry I get to pop! But this job is about to have a major f*cking hitch. Both of us enjoy what I do to break her spirit and earn her trust, a little more than we should. After I buy her body, will she steal my heart? *Sold on St. Patrick's Day is a standalone romance novella with no cliffhanger and no cheating. It features a dominant billionaire bad boy alpha male, a feisty BBW and a HEA. This story is a super steamy treat sure to set your Kindle on fire. For a limited time this edition comes with three bonus books, which include the entire Bradford Brothers Military/ Secret Baby Bad Boy Series: Jensen, Harlow and Ramsey.

    Something they avoid committing. For me, Sin is a place. Club Sin, to be exact. That’s where I met an alluring woman named Rose. We had one night together. Identities concealed. Absolute freedom. Until the truth came out about who she really was. Sadie Mitchell, my best friend’s little sister. Now, we share a secret, and she’s hell-bent on keeping it hidden. But I have another secret for her, too. It wasn’t just a one-night stand for me, and I’m just as determined to make her mine. **Made For Sin is a steamy standalone romance with no cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA.**

    She says I’m the reason she has to sell her virginity in the first place. Whenever I’m around her I feel emotions I’ve never felt before. I’m falling for her... hard. As the curtain rises for the auction Kiki's on stage, her big green eyes betraying her vulnerability. I can’t take anymore, I have to have her. All of her. I win Kiki for the night, but she doesn’t want to sell her virginity to me. The old me wouldn’t care, I always get what I've paid for but with her it’s different. My heart belongs to Kiki and I’ll be damned if I let her get away. ***Sizzling hot alpha romance with no cliffhangers, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after***

    Sexy.Everything about him was…mysterious. He was captivating. Alluring.All the way down to the dark gray jumpsuit that he wore. The Falcon Club.What did the name mean? And why was it on the front pocket of everything he wore?Sitting next to her in class, Jaime Garcia made everything about Erica Kennedy’s first semester of college unforgettable. It certainly wasn’t planned that way, and neither of them expected it. Or did they? Do they fight it, or do they walk away and pretend that nothing was ever there at all?Falling for Him is the first book in the Falcon Club series.

    An untamed beast. I was born in the cage. Born to fight. Born to carry its name. Locked away, I’ve spent years waiting for my mate. I'm pent up with need. Brimming with desire. All I want is her... That beautiful girl from the picture on my prison wall. Now she’s finally here, sharing a cell. So close. So hard to resist. But one thing’s for sure… Even if she doesn’t know it yet, she’s already mine. This book contains both CAGED and UNCAGED, originally meant as a duet. Note: This STANDALONE novel contains disturbing content that may be offensive to some readers. Complete at 120000 words. NO Cliffhanger. Book 1 in the Savage Men Series.

    Not just watching - stalking her. Months ago, Skye was involved in a dangerous car accident. The accident ended her dancing career and sent her fleeing back to Chicago. Skye is convinced that her stalker caused the crash, and she fears that he won’t stop pursuing her, not until she’s dead.When someone breaks into her apartment in Chicago, Skye turns to the one man she believes can protect her - Trace Weston. Once, Trace was her lover. Two lost souls, they’d come together in a firestorm of need and desire. But then Trace had pushed her away. He’d joined the military, vanishing from her life. She’d put all of her emotion into dancing, and she’d tried to forget him.Now Trace is one of the most successful men in the United States. Rich, driven, and carrying dark secrets, he agrees to help Skye. He’ll protect her from the danger that lurks in the darkness, but Trace wants more than to just be a guard for Skye.He wants her. And he’ll take her. The years have changed him, hardened him. He’s not just a poor kid from the streets any longer. Now, he can have anything - or anyone - that he wants. And the one woman he has always wanted has just come back into his life. He won’t let her go again.But with the threats mounting against Skye, she suspects that her stalker may be intimately close. He’s a man who knows her too well. As his attacks grow ever more dangerous, she realizes that if she trusts the wrong man, she could be making a fatal mistake.Lust. Love. Obsession.Just how far would you go in order to possess the one person you want the most?Author's Note: MINE TO TAKE is a sexy romantic suspense novella—it contains approximately 41,000 words. MINE TO TAKE is intended for adults. Sexy situations and adult language will be found within the pages of this story - please consider yourself warned.

    “I am going to make love to you now.” He says, “So if you want me to stop, tell me.” I shake my head frantically. If he stops at this point, I’ll probably die. Sophie Bennett has virtually no experience with men. Orphaned from birth, she’s gone from living with her reclusive spinster aunt, to a sheltered education in boarding school. So nothing prepares her for David Preston. The intensely attractive business-man is entirely out of her league. Can she handle such a dangerous man, or is she in over her head?

    The one thing she definitely wasn't expecting was Kyden McCabe, the hot, tattooed and pierced musician she meets her first night back.All she ever wanted as a little girl was to be swept off her feet by a prince, but Ky is nothing like the heroes from the stories her mom used to read to her. He's arrogant, frustrating and completely wrong for her. He lives his life one night stand at a time and she knows he's nothing but trouble.Still haunted by her past and afraid to let anyone see the scars she hides, she fights the attraction she feels for Kyden and wonders if she'll ever find her storybook ending. Then a monster from her past threatens to rip away her chances before she realizes that maybe she already found it.Content Advisory 17+ recommendedContent updated May, 2015

    I find my safe haven in the form of Detective Aiden Holden.He shows me what love is, but then our lives collide. Our little world shatters, and I'm caught in the crossfire.I'm forced to return home, to let go of the only person who has made me feel like I could be more.How do you return to a cage once you've tasted freedom?My only hope is that Aiden will cross an ocean for me.Please note: The Ocean Between Us contains graphically violent scenes that may be upsetting to some readers.Reading Order of Southern Heroes Series: The Ocean Between UsThe Girl In The ClosetAll The Wasted TimeThe Lies We Tell OurselvesWe Were LostThe Fire Between Us

    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?

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    He’s the man everyone wants to be. Every woman wants to say they’ve had him and most have.I swore I wouldn’t let it happen to me. I wouldn’t fall prey to his dangerous charisma, but standing at his race tent my resolve is waining.It’ll take everything in me to win against his charm.Did I think the rich racer that had everything could be so hollow? So broken inside? Ten minutes ago two women graced his bed and now he wants me. Everything he does is to fill the hole in his soul that he cannot repair. It’ll take more than a few sweet words to prove I’m worth more to him than a quick one night stand.What happened when the champion Crashed…When the daredevil playboy didn’t win the girl.

    I am strong, but I have scars. I am an angel, but the devil. I met her when I was sixteen and she was a breath of fresh air. She swooped in, making me smile. But then she left, taking my next breath with her. Her smile could light up a room, making my black heart pitter patter. I found her again ten years later, with a syringe in her arm. Blood coming from between her legs. She was broken and I was glad she was broken. She wouldn't think less of me and my damaged ways.