Until my talents no longer paid the rent every month. Once I got evicted, things got real. I tried to charm my way back into my big brother's house but the lines were too blurred. I knew better. Our secrets ran too deep. Suddenly, life was no longer going off without a hitch. Life was full of hitches. Full of secrets that weighed me down. Full of drama and tension around every corner. I felt like I was spinning around in a tornado until he came into my life... But could he accept me and the Pandora's box of secrets buried at the root of my family tree? Could he deal with the other man in my life? Could he deal with me?

    It only comes once in a lifetime, that all consuming love—the kind that grips your heart and soul like a vice and never lets go.When that love is threatened; you’d do anything to protect the only good thing in your life, even if that means surrendering and letting it go.A lot can happen in ten years—heartbreak, devastation, loss.But when a chance encounter throws two broken souls together again, will their pasts be too much to put behind them?Or will they be able to put all of their fears aside for one last chance at love?

    Best friends, really.Instead, I watch you with your arms around another. Your sweet words and that usual charm directed towards someone else.It’s okay—I was never meant to be yours to begin with.CarterCountless memories and lingering moments have shifted into a startling perspective.I’ve spent my years chasing my dreams, my ideal girls, my career in football.But then it happened, over the course of one night, my entire vision centered around someone I didn’t anticipate.A girl who has been here all along.

     Falling in love with your brother's best friend can be catastrophic...so is unrequited love. Love was one hell of a mother*&c#!$. Not only was it addictive, but it was that kind of drug that could get you so high you floated out of your physical existence, and then it had the potential to drop you more swiftly than a lactose-intolerant monkey could shamelessly take a crap. It was so powerful, in fact, that it could drive any sane, lucid person to become thoughtless, mental to the point of destruction, consumed with taking desperate measures in order to win what they yearned for the most. But playing with fire could end up engulfing me inflames, burning every ounce of me until I was left in ashes, a speck of dirt that could be smeared and wiped away, left to be forgotten, unloved, alone. Drew Cavendish was every woman's bad boy fantasy. Not only was he cool and smart with a bevy of women lapping up everything he did; he also happened to be my brother's best friend and secretly the love of my life. After losing my virginity to him, I hadn't seen him since. Now I was moving to study at NYU and about to live with my brother ... in a condo where Drew lived, as well. At one point, he had meant the world to me, but circumstances had changed. Consequently, even though the palpable attraction was intoxicating, I knew better than to succumb to his easy charm. I would try to keep my composure and stay aloof. There was no need for panic. Yet my heart was a beat away from having a serious meltdown. I would survive this as I had all my life--by loving him from a quiet distance.

    The resume? I'll give to any man on the street. The other? Well... I won't settle for anything less than lightning bolt chemistry and so far no one has flipped that switch.Until I meet Barclay Hammond, CEO of the most prestigious publishing house in NYC and the city's most eligible bachelor.He's commanding.Charming.Gorgeous.And my new boss.The raw attraction between us is off the charts. Late nights together in the city, the looks he gives me across the boardroom table make him impossible to resist. I want him to be the one and he wants me too...There's only one BIG problem. Sleeping with your boss is strictly forbidden at Hammond Press.Who knew losing it would be so complicated?A 65,000 word full length novel. Get ready to swoon!

    And I played it on repeat until life’s streetlights flickered on and stole him away. Riot Blu. Top 40 f*ckboi. Paparazzi player. Trashy reality TV trainwreck. But once upon a time, he was the boy next door. Once upon a time, he was every note in every song on every mixtape he had ever made for me.Now he’s back. A lot more arrogant. A little more tortured. And more gorgeous than any memory I held dear could do justice. I know no good can come from being anywhere near him. But Seattle is only so big, and if I’m going to get the exclusive of my career, I have to swallow my pride, take that dreaded walk down memory lane and agree to his terms. Move in with him. Immerse myself in his life—the life he left me to build. And try not to fall back in love with the man who ripped my world in two.

    I use sex to make my living, where before I used violence. But then I meet her. Isla.The first moment I see her, I know she'll be trouble. She wants me and I want her, but we are far too different for it to be more than a fling. So I tell her: "We meet this thing between us head on, and then we move on."Simple.Until it isn't.Isla:He scares me. He challenges me. And he makes me dizzy with desire. But Ethan Foston will be my downfall if I let him. He's burrowed his way under my skin and so I agree to his terms, one night. A fling. Nothing more. But there are people out to get both of us, and the more we try to keep our distance, the more entangled we become.We had a deal: head on, then move on.But moving on is hard to do when you're falling in love.**Warning - Head On contains adult themes. Not intended for readers under the age of eighteen. Trigger warning for violence and consensual non-consent. This is not a dark romance, but it is romantic suspense and therefore it does contain adult and dark-ish themes in places.**

    The Blue Parrot Resort is not your average resort.It’s super exclusive.The guests and staff are all stunning.And the things that happen by the pool…Wow.I know I’m going to have a wild weekend there.But can one wild weekend save my marriage?*** Blue Parrot Resort is a steamy standalone with a guaranteed happily ever after! ***

    And that was thanks to Elizabeth. His muse…his one and only…his soon to be ex-wife. It’s been six months since the love of his life tore out his heart and set it on fire, and because of this, the “author” hasn’t written a single word—his mind is drier than the Sahara Desert.That unfortunate fool? That’s me. My name is Jayden Evans or, as my readers know me, J.E. Sparrow. I’m one of the world’s most adored authors, but now, the only thing beloved is a bottle of whiskey and the unspeakable nasties I somehow find myself in.But this life of depravity is growing old fast. I need a change. And that comes when I meet Carrie Bell—the woman who stirs something in me I thought long dead.From the moment we met, I knew she was different. Could she be the one to end this drought? I suppose there is only one way to find out.Paris. Two strangers in the city of love. What can go wrong?

    Seeing him, being around him, alerts all my senses and I dream about being his, wrapping myself in his arms and never letting go. The only problem – he sees me as his sister. My name's Ava Evans and I'm in love with my older brother's best friend, Nate Garrison. 

Burying myself in work for the past two years, avoiding any thought of her, has worked, until now. She's everywhere, in my dreams, in my gym, and in my heart. I'm not sure when I fell in love with Ava Evans, but I am completely in love with my best friends baby sister. At first she was too young for me and that made it easy to stay away. Now, it's a struggle to keep my distance. How am I supposed to resist her when I can’t escape her? If he ever found out, it would ruin our friendship. Even with that knowledge all she would have to do is... Just Say When.

    This series is dedicated to old romances. It’s tropes galore, with all of our usual over-the-top alphas and sweet cheesy goodness.These short books will focus on traditional and classic tropes while sticking to the Alexa Riley code: no cheating and always with an HEA. That’s our Promise to you.Mr and MrsPhillip has been married to Molly for a year. He’s beyond obsessed with his new wife, to the point that he has to hold his true feelings back. If she knew how crazy he is for her, she might push him away.Molly is feeling distance growing between them, and she’s worried she’s not enough. One night she walks in on Phillip, and it changes everything.When Phillip discovers Molly was in an accident and now has amnesia, he’s going to do all he can to make her fall in love with him again. Holding nothing back this time.Warning: It’s just as crazy as it sounds and just as over-the-top ridiculous. If you want to get silly with us and spend a little time away from reality, grab this one up!

    The opposite of mine.I’m the quiet twin he never knew existed, until he heard a lie—I hated him.Maybe that’s why he pursued me—why I became his obsession. It’s all about the chase, right?I can’t deny that I like the attention. That my body burns for him. I shouldn’t crave him. I hate that I do. We don’t belong together.That should have been enough to stop me from sneaking into his room, from teasing a thirst I just can’t quench…because once the hunt is over, it’s ALL over.Unless he never knew it was me…

    New rules. New school.Change was supposed to be…good.Until I met him.No one warned me Principal Renner would be so hot.I’d expected some old, graying man in a brown suit.Not this.Not well over six feet of lean muscle and piercing green eyes.Not a rugged-faced, ax-wielding lumberjack of a man.He’s grouchy and rude and likes to boss me around.I find myself getting in trouble just so he’ll punish me.Especially with his favorite metal ruler.Being bad never felt so good.

    I had one job.Show up and rock his world.So, I did just that.I left him panting and begging for more.Mission complete.The next day, however, I’m told he was the wrong guy.If that’s the case, why did it feel so right?I had one job, and I blew it...literally.

    But this is no ordinary castle. It’s called Heartstone Psychiatric hospital and it houses forty other patients. It has nurses with mean faces and techs with permanent frowns.It has a man, as well. A man who is cold and distant. Whose voice drips with authority. And whose piercing gray eyes hide secrets, and maybe linger on her face a second too long. Willow isn’t supposed to look deep into those eyes. She isn’t supposed to try to read his tightly leashed emotions. And neither is she supposed to touch herself at night, imagining his powerful voice and that cold but beautiful face.No, Willow Taylor shouldn’t be attracted to Simon Blackwood, at all. Because she’s a patient and he’s her doctor. Her psychiatrist. The medicine man. WARNING: This book discusses sensitive issues including but not limited to, depression and suicide.