MARISSAThe first time I laid eyes on Wyatt Burton was outside of my biological mother's house. Abandoning me twenty years ago, I never knew that meeting her would change my life so completely. In fact, there were many things that I never expected that day, but there were a few things I knew for sure. Nothing would ever be the same--not even me. And it was all about to get very MESSY. WYATTMarissa Thornton deserved so much. She was beautiful beyond reason and never took my shit. She drew me in, while driving out the worst in me. But when she let me in, trusted me completely, I thought I could finally let down my guard and find true happiness. I was wrong. Dead wrong, about myself, about her, and most importantly about the binds of LOVE.

    My best friend in high school. Biggest crush I ever had. We made a deal when we were kids. We’d marry each other if we were still single at 30. Guess what. We’re both turning 30. But there are things he doesn’t know. Like a dead body in my closet. Will the truth set me free? Or will it haunt me forever? This is a 93-page small town suspense romance with a bad boy single dad and a good girl. It is a stand-alone story with an HEA, so no cliff-hangers! It includes lots of steam, secrets, and mature language. Most definitely for 18+ readers only.

    Everyone wants a piece, whether it's in my bank account or in my pants. But I operate alone. After what my ex business partner did, no one's getting close enough to threaten my family again. When I buy Aubrey's brewery, that fiery little bombshell with her green eyes and sharp tongue turns it all upside down for me. I'm breaking all my own rules just to get a taste of her sweet nectar. Her curves are just my type and even her brain gets me hard as a rock. I know she'll come after my money like all the rest once I make her sensual body quiver with pleasure. So why are all my instincts telling me to keep her for good?AUBREYAfter my ex dumped me, I poured all my heart and passion into my brewing work and I'm damn good at what I do. Nothing distracts me or throws me off.Except for Logan Westbrook, my ridiculously hot new boss. He's arrogant as hell and I hate how he makes me flustered every time he's near me. Not that he wants me anyway. He's the type of man who has gorgeous models on each arm at all times. Not curvy, normal girls like me. But his intense blue eyes always seem to stare right into my soul. He always wears a cocky smirk like he knows all the dirty thoughts running through my head. It's like he knows me better than I know myself. Screwing my boss is just asking for trouble and I've never been a troublemaker in my life.So why cant I stop myself now? Big Bad Boss is a full-length romance with steamy scenes and a happily ever after.

    Now I'm a star. The hottest director in Hollywood wants me. All I want is his daughter. Hourglass figure. Legs that don't quit. She'll take my commands, then I'll take her to bed. Too bad her daddy hates me, because Winter's pregnant. If the tabloids get hold of this, I'm done. If her daddy finds out, I'm dead. But Winter's mine. And SEALS don't quit. Screw the fame and fortune. I'm about to show my muscle, and this display ain't for the cameras. Can I convince Winter's dad I'm all she needs... or will this be our last take? Muscle is a 60,000 word romance novel with lots of steamy second chance scenes, love and redemption, absolutely no cheating, and a bit of well-cooled revenge. Enjoy!

    It was not supposed to turn into a f*cking trap, imprisoning in the middle of nowhere during a blizzard. Matters shift from bad to worse when I find myself stranded and dependent on her. Lena, the beautiful but impertinent small town girl who offers me shelter. We didn’t get off to a good start, but now we’re forced to ride out this damn blizzard together, trapped in her strange house, snapping at each other and bantering back and forth like an old couple, even though we just met.It may be the alluring depth of sadness in her ocean blue eyes, her flawless porcelain skin, or the sweet and tantalizing lure of the mulled wine she’s making – but something tells me, she’s ready to take what I have to offer. She’s not sassy by default, but she’s awaking the monster in me.And there’s nowhere for either of us to run.