I won't lose her again.After my brother's death, I was drowning.She was my life raft.Delilah and I were opposites, the outspoken art student and the brooding athlete. She was passionate where I was apathetic, bright where I was dark, soft where I was hard.For two years, we had everything. The kind of love that only exists in fairy tales.Then she left and took my heart with her.I tried to heal. To throw myself into medical school. To forget her.I thought I did.Until today.Those blue eyes, that sweet smile, the soft curves--that's my Delilah.As soon as I hear her laugh, I know.She's what's missing from my life.I have three days to get her back.God, I hope I'm as charming as I used to be.From the author: Broken is a standalone second chance romance full of heat, heart, and heartbreak. Come see why readers say "Crystal Kaswell is the master of writing sharp, wounded characters who keep you on your toes."

    It is the first book in the Wrong Place, Right Time series.

    She laughed, walked out of my penthouse—and I never saw her again. It doesn’t matter that I’m a rich, professional athlete; what mattered was my face. Beauty might only be skin deep for some—but I know better.“Pay up.” That’s what the last girl I spoke to said over the phone when I made her an offer she couldn’t refuse. Desperate to sell a set of rare baseball cards, she’s clever and entertaining. I’m instantly smitten, but nowhere ready to reveal myself. Thank god she has no idea who I am—or what I look like.I’m a professional athlete--how hard can playing the love game be?

    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.

    Tai was the guy I wasn’t supposed to have… The tattooed rebel my mother told to stay away from me. My heart stopped beating that day. I was off- limits to him and he was forbidden to me. I never thought I’d see him again. He stayed away, just like my mother demanded. Until… fate decided to hand us an all access card eleven years later. Leaving it to us to work out the kinks. We got to see what could have happened if we got together. Then it became complicated…. The passion and heat between us is wild. Scorching hot and consuming. He wants more. So much more… But I can't give him more… This time it’s not my mother telling me I can’t have him. It’s life … Because … now I have a secret. A secret that could tear us apart. **This is a full length novel with a happily ever after, no cliffhanger, no cheating, and plenty of steam. *** If you like hot, steamy, romance with gorgeous, drool worthy ex-marines that, you will like this book. Scroll up and one-click your copy today!

     ...but it's been a long time since their childhood summers at Summerhaven. The Havens weren't the children who attended exclusive Summerhaven Camp in Center Sandwich, New Hampshire. They were the children of the owners, expected to “pull their weight” and absolutely forbidden to fraternize with the paying guests. But that didn't keep Rory from having a quiet, unrequited crush on gorgeous, popular, insanely-rich, Brittany Manion for three tortuous summers. When all-grown-up, recently-engaged Brittany books the off-season summer camp for her upcoming spring wedding, she immediately recognizes Rory as the scorching-hot boy who wouldn’t give her the time of day. Meanwhile, Rory, who senses that Brittany’s nuptials are less about Mr. Right and more about Mr. Right Now, launches the fight of his life to win the heart of the girl he’s always wanted.

    I opened my own tattoo shop two years ago, and I’ve finally gotten to the point where I’m going to be able to give my wife everything she’s ever wanted. I’m going to be able to take time off and spend a day a week with her. In fact, tonight, I stopped and grabbed some wine, got her flowers, and those chocolates she likes. What I wasn’t prepared for was to be met at the front door by her carrying her sh*t out. She loves me, but she’s not in love with me anymore. What kind of bulls*it excuse is that? I’ve left her alone too often, I’ve been completely focused on one goal, and apparently she’s sick of waiting. So here I stand. Half the man I was, p*ssed as f*ck, because while I was busy making a better life for us, she was under the impression I was leaving her lonely. I know one day she’ll see what I’ve been doing has been for us, and when that day comes… She can damn well come crawling back to me.

     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.

    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.

    Come Back To Me.What does one do when everyone you love dies?How much is a woman supposed to take before she crumbles?How much?Adriana Jensen is the woman to ask.She’s lost too many people to count.The one death that destroyed her the mostwas her husband's.Only... he didn't die.What does one do when forced to walk away from his wife?How much will it take to win her back?How much?Blake Jensen, Adriana's estranged husband, is the man to ask.He has one question to ask himself.How much will it take for her to come back to me?

    Me? The opposite. Because when it came to walking the talk, I bought an airline. To assert my dominance, I wanted to show my competitors that fifty million is nothing to a rich a$$hole like me. But Elite Air came with a stewardess. Holly Nelson. Shy and innocent. Sweet as a plum, and perfect at her job. Even more, she’s turned my world upside down. The curvy brunette’s charming, magnetic, and absolutely irresistible with a smile that cracks my world wide open. But is Holly a spy planted by my competitors to get my secrets? I’m going to find the truth, and god help the female then. Because if the woman’s doing a double cross, then $hit just got savage. I don’t forgive. Ruthlessness is my calling card, even when it comes to curvy, sassy females. Holly’s going to cry and beg for a second chance. But guess again, baby girl. Because there’s no mercy when you’re playing spy games… SPY GAMES is a full-length, standalone, bad boy heist romance. Includes additional bonus content so you can keep on reading until you've had your fill of steamy scenes, thrilling action, and HEAs that will melt your heart!

    . . and it cuts right through the middle of their office. Bad boys? They run right over good girls like Georgina Keller. But after a confidence-shattering breakup, she’s determined not to let anyone at her new workplace push her around—least of all the brooding creative director, a “bad boy of publishing” who’s made it clear she’s enemy #1.Sebastian Quinn's taste for fast cars, late nights, and beautiful women may have gotten him to the top of a leading New York magazine, but the reputation that made him is suddenly threatening to end his career.Georgina can help Modern Man shed its bad reputation, but in order to do that, she’ll have to start at the top—and no amount of rakish charm or inconvenient attraction will distract her.Because if Sebastian gets her right where he wants her, it means she’s going down.

    Parties, women, fame—what more could I want? As the undisputed MMA light heavyweight champ, I’ve faced the world’s toughest men. But, with a single glance, I knew that the five-foot-five redhead with a smart mouth and innocent eyes would be my hardest opponent yet. Sidney O’Neil isn’t my type. While I spend my nights out drinking at the trendiest clubs in town, she spends hers taking care of her sick nephew. She is nothing I thought I wanted, yet she’s somehow become the one thing I need. But what happens when the world is tipped on end and I’m no longer who she needs? How do I convince her that we’re worth the fight when all she knows is defeat?I’ve never lost a match, and I refuse to start now.But, sometimes, the toughest fight of your life is outside the cage.

    Not Your Typical S#xy Billionaire Christmas Office Romance She was there to pick me up,Show me around,And make sure I had a good time.After all, that's what assistants are for, right?But Sheryl was different,Beautiful, smart and hot as...f#ck. All I want is to touch her,Hear her scream my nameAnd make her mine.No guy has ever satisfied her.Now, I'm here from down underTo make sure she gets her first "O" with my big "D".And maybe a happy ending of my own.***Bossman's List is a steamy, suspense-filled, stand-alone billionaire office Christmas romance with a HEA.***

    Ryan grew up hot. And his perfect kiss just saved my life.Teasing eyes. Tempting lips. Muscles that could stop traffic.No wonder he’s a soap opera star.My voluptuous curves melted against his hard abs, and the next thing I knew, I was pregnant.My little brother’s gonna murder him, but only if he finds out.I’ve never been good at keeping secrets, and Ryan’s doing all he can to pry this new one out of me.What happens if I tell?The only thing worse than losing my family would be losing him.Has love always been a four letter word?