A few days in Paris the city of love and then attend the wedding of my childhood babysitter, but there is a last minute change in plans. Now dad says I can’t go unless…Unless he comes.The man I’ve crushed on since I was a teen. But he would never see me as more than just his best friend kid right? Or can the city of love give me the love I’ve been hoping for?MarkI knew this was a bad idea from the second my best friend asked me to escort his daughter to a wedding. She’s eighteen, and probably doesn’t even need a chaperone. In fact, I bet I’ll be cramping her style. But that’s not it – the main problem I’m facing.Sara has grown into one beautiful woman.I saw her not too long ago, at her graduation party. That night took my breath away. Her smooth and voluptuous body squeezed into that little white party dress, clinging to her body in all the right places, showing me once and for all that she had grown up. If I could ever have doubted it before, I don’t now.And I want her. Even if she is my best friend's daughter.And what better place to make her mine then the city of love.*Paris with Dad’s Best Friend is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    That's why I'm a college senior and still a virgin. I want a man - a real man - like Professor Fitzgerald. He's handsome, smart, accomplished, and famous for writing a bestselling book about the psychology of sex. Just cause I'm a virgin doesn't mean I don't think about doing it. I'm obsessed. My roommate says I'm the dirtiest virgin in the world. I'd let Professor Fitzgerald make me a woman in a heartbeat. But I know he'd never go for a shy, inexperienced student like me. THE PROFESSOR Students throw themselves at me every semester, trying to get with the famous professor who wrote the book on sex. Not once have I done anything with any of them. But when I see Violet sitting there on the first day of class, I'm instantly drawn to her. She's shy, quiet, modest - and stunningly gorgeous. And when I find out that Violet's a virgin, I can't help myself: I have to have her. I'm going to teach her, mold her, and make her mine. *** The Professor is a 50,000+ word steamy romance novel with lots of dirty goodness, no cheating, and a guaranteed Happily Ever After! ***

    Alone and heartbroken, she thinks she needs time to grieve and self-reflect. But her bossy big sister insists she needs a distraction. Preferably an experienced older man who can sweep her off her feet, dust off all those virginal cobwebs, oil those squeaky wheels and then send her on her way.She refuses to consider such nonsense. Until she meets silver fox, Carlo Novello. Carlo is just the kind of man who can perform a lusty act of kindness. He’s kind, sexy, honest, full of compliments, and doesn’t believe in relationships. He doesn’t believe in love.It’s a win- win.For once, Zelda plays by her own rules and takes what she needs. Gets what she wants. And emerges a new woman with a ravenous new libido she’d like to take for stroll.Too bad Carlo can’t stick to the plan. With his heart set on Zelda, the only stroll she’s taking is that short walk down the aisle.

    This is the feel-good, sweet like cotton candy and steamy like a hand-made cappuccino reading treat that you've been waiting for.Read them all today!

    How did she manage to make it to the last semester of college without giving away her V-card? It wasn't my intention I swear. It's just... there was this one man that I compared every college guy to. One man that made all of those boys fall short. My dad's best friend, Mark. Where do I begin? With the smoldering dark eyes that can turn my legs to jelly? Or the body that had to have been cut from granite? No, it had to be that smile, that smile that says he knows just what to do to satisfy Every. Last. Dirty. Fantasy. I have. And believe me, as a virgin, all I've got are fantasies. Now I have someone to make them all come true. Only thing is, you can't keep a baby a secret...

    But even Mitch can't get her all the way home in this weather. Instead he takes her to his cabin in the woods to wait out the storm.With just the two of them in the cozy cabin, Becca’s fantasies run wild. She gets to spend the whole night with the sexiest man she knows, and she’s not about to let the opportunity go to waste! Mitch is everything she’s ever wanted in a man—strong, handsome, experienced—and she knows he would make her first time special. But only if she can convince him that she’s not as forbidden as he thinks…

    Ten red-hot stories of forbidden love.They say you never forget your first.I’ll never forget the first time he looked at me...that way.Like I was more than just his sweetheart, his angel, his baby.He’s the closest thing I’ve ever had to a father.Now I want to call him Daddy.Need an on-the-go quickie or a naughty bedtime story? These petite tales are fast-paced, to the point, and blazing hot, with a guaranteed HFN.

    

    I was the unpopular outcast with frizzy brown hair who was always picked last for softball.But Coach Mason was behind me every step of the way.He made me feel good. Wanted. Cherished.And now, I’m giving him something precious in return.

    They’re sweet and sticky, and when I was a kid, my dad’s best friend would give me a cherry-flavored sucker, pat me on the head and call me, angel. He was one of my favorite people. But as I grew, the suckers stopped, and he stopped visiting too. I wasn’t allowed to say his name either, and it wasn’t until I turned eighteen that I learned the truth: he cheated my dad out of a lot of money. 
Deciding to be the person who does something about it, I borrow a friend’s ID and infiltrate his firm as an intern. 
I want to find proof of what he did. I want to find a way to make him pay. Instead, I find something I’m not expecting, not in a million years. 
Landon James is all man. And he’s been watching over me.
Why does that make me all warm inside? 
And why do my knees shake when he calls me angel?
One thing is for sure, everything I thought was right is now wrong. Does that mean my feelings are wrong too? Warning: this quick read contains over-the-top declarations, insta-love and molten hot moments between a younger curvy girl and the older man who swore to protect her.

    But. I'll put my business empire on hold, just for the chance to see Terri again.Curvy Terri was the only thing (aside from Biology class) that terrified me in high school. Dreaming about her sweet curves lit my world on fire.But I was a grade A bad boy and knew that I couldn't treat her the way she deserved to be treated. So I stayed away.When she does, in fact, show up to the reunion planning committee, every fiber of my being is drawn to her. She's even more perfect and amazing than I remember.She may think that I don't remember her, and that my fame makes me not want her, but she's wrong. So, so wrong. Terri was always The One.Now, I will make her mine.Returning for Her Curves is a short and sizzling second-chance BBW romance, perfect for a pick-me-up during your day or just before bed. Guaranteed HEA, no cheating, no past relationship drama -- just two people re-discovering their attraction and starting a hot future together.

    Until I saw her with my brotherOliviaI was devastated when Stephen pushed me away.So, I did the unthinkable.Stephen's younger brother... Chase was recovering from a professional hockey injury.He was a temporary distraction.How was I to know he was Stephen's younger brother?They say three's a crowd.But, is it really?Barbi Cox delivers another sexy slow burn, age gap, dad's best friend why choose romance with lots of page-turning feels! No cheating and of course a happily ever after!

    Their attraction is immediate. Will Savage be able to keep his hands off of her or will he corrupt the innocent eighteen year old?

    Their assumptions about me would only be partially incorrect.A shy nature and lack of experience played into my name perfectly. My thoughts and who they were directed at were a different story.My best friend and I had been inseparable through our childhood and teens. We did everything together, celebrated triumphs and consoled failures, and shared our deepest secrets, except for one.Stupid Cupid had struck me with an arrow for the worst possible person on the planet… her dad!I’d known Rhett my entire life, but something had happened last Valentine’s Day and I suddenly viewed him as the strong, confident, sexual being that he was. And I’d suffered for an entire year trying to mentally stick him back in the untouchable dad category.With another Valentine’s Day around the corner, my best friend had left our small town for the big city she’d always dreamed of, and I was finding it harder and harder to get her dad off my mind.Rhett--Single-dad life was tough, but I’d successfully raised my daughter into a confident adult who was ready to live the life she’d dreamed of, and that was far away from our small town.What I hadn’t anticipated was her sweet and innocent best friend blossoming into an incredibly beautiful young adult. So when I found myself falling for her, I was biding my time for her to move away like all the other teens did when they graduated. But she had other plans.With Valentine’s Day fast approaching, I was finding it impossible to resist the intelligent, demure, gorgeous woman Chastity had become.After catching her staring at me, I was certain I wanted to be the man to help her prove that names didn’t define a person.

    As an author of over fifty smut books, I was struggling to do what I did best. So, for fun, I asked one of my best online friends for some help. I really shouldn’t have done that… He wrote the scene far better than I ever could, and seven months of platonic, yet-flirty friendship were wiped away in ten minutes. He asked to meet me in person… We’d previously agreed to keep things digital, to remain faceless friends—since he was forty-two, and I was twenty-six, but neither of us could resist. When I saw him at the airport, I was instantly attracted to him. But I knew, right then and there, that we could never be. It turns out that the man I’d been talking to for the past several months was the last person I expected. The last person I should ever think about… He’s my dad’s best friend.