He doesn't know about the baby, dog, and two cats. He actually doesn’t know much about me, anymore.But it’s not him I’m really here to see.I’m going to tell Kash something and change his life forever. He’s tall, tatted to the hilt, slightly brooding, and he says and does all the right things.I want to trust him, but my past tells me men can change. Will he always be like this and will he turn out to be the one?KashI could tell she was special and from the moment I met her eleven months ago, and I wanted to make her mine. But she asked me to go without any contact.When the curious kitten with a body so hot it could melt metal takes a little time away from the baby, she asks me to lay down a design on her pristine skin.But the session gets away from both of us and I can't take back what I do or say.Her brother finds us and it’s never good when Cray’s involved.She can trust me. But maybe I can’t trust myself around her.

     But taking that initial leap of faith is difficult when you’ve tumbled in the turmoil of your past and you know just how much it hurts to relive it. I get it. I’ve been there. I’ve made my fair share of mistakes when it comes to the dating department. And as far as I’m concerned, most men are complete assholes. So why should I waste my mine? It’ll always end the same. Or, at least, that’s what I kept telling myself as I kept my head down and focused on becoming a veterinarian. Forget them, I repeated over and over again. You don’t need them. How many times have you cried for them and they never shed a single tear for you? Maybe that voice in the back of my head had a point but what’s the point of living if you’re always on your own? Because, trust me, being alone sucks. And the constant silence of an empty apartment is a surefire way to insanity. So, why am I so opposed to Dr. Goodman? The dreamboat that fell out of the sky and practically landed on my lap due to a little airplane mix up. Because I’m afraid that he’s going to turn out like every other lowlife that’s ever shown their interest in me. And I’m not about to get my heart broken by a surgeon even if he knows how to stitch it back together again. I think I’ll just save myself the pain.

    They were my best friends, but they made my dating life difficult. I probably didn’t help it either, only picking the losers that broke my heart more times than I’d like to admit. So I pulled the trigger two years ago and left home for a bigger and better life where I wasn’t being shadowed by all my past mistakes. I thought that I’d get out and do something with my life. Living in the Windy City is easy, right? Wrong. All I got in that city was a handful of mistakes to add to the list. That is, until I was handed off to Nico. Nico, the nephew of my sleazeball boss and absolutely the last thing I was looking for. He saved me that night, and as the infatuation grew between us, so did my realization that Chicago isn’t where I belong. So when I move back home, without the one person that I’ve grown pretty addicted to, things are rough to say the least. And yet again, my relationship abilities are put to the test when a long distance relationship becomes too much for me to handle. I want to blame it all on someone else, but the reality is I’M JUST NOT CUT OUT FOR THIS SHIT. This is a standalone from M. Piper. This book is part of the West Family series but does not have to be read in order.

    Visit a tropical island, meet a rich, handsome player and root for the bad boy in Alessandra Hart's newest standalone romance novel. Going to a destination wedding should be fun, right? Not when there's a +1 on the invite, and you're painfully single. I don't want to face my family without a date, so I've told them all about my gorgeous, charming, all-around-amazing boyfriend. The only problem? He doesn't exist. In walks Nate Scott. Playboy. Loaded. Handsome. Bad news. He's also my only option, and surprisingly, he agrees to be my fake boyfriend during the wedding festivities. Neither of us know what we're really getting into with this game of pretend, though. We started off as enemies, but suddenly, I don't hate his guts. Suddenly, his smirk is more dangerous than annoying... and suddenly, my fake feelings have turned very real. So maybe he's not just man candy after all. The island weather isn't the only thing heating up, because I might just be falling for my very fake, very handsome and very off-limits boyfriend...

    So what? I’m a cocky, rich hockey player with more pucks than sense. A Game-player, a heart-breaker. I take what I want and never look back. I hadn’t expected in a million years to be back in this town. But hey, shit happens, especially when you got a temper like mine. My plan was to spend a season padding my stats and breaking in my mattress. I’d be out of here before the Zamboni finishes resurfacing the rink. Then one night Sasha fell into my arms. She’s been running through my mind ever since. She's changed something in me, that’s for sure. But will these changes last? Sasha Good girls shouldn’t fall for bad boys like Troy. I knew better. But I fell all the same. After losing my husband to the war I thought I’d never love again. My life revolves around family and running my own business. But life has a way of throwing a curve ball when you least expect it. Bumping into Troy was a chance encounter, two strangers passing in the night. A warm body to stave off the loneliness. I should have left it at that. But a one night stand turned into a string of secret, steamy rendezvous and I found my world spinning upside down. I want to believe he's the one, but I don't know. Am I making a big mistake? WILD NIGHTS is a Steamy Standalone Romance Novel with a Happy Ending (HEA)

    To me, heaven is like a wet dream, you’ll have to wake up sooner or later and realize it’ll never happen.Love exists only in your dreams.Scrum; A different letter word except this one I understand; I apply not just to the sport I love but to my personal life: Transparency, Inspection and Adaptation. The 3 pillars of upholding every implementation of empirical process control. Basically what helps is to control the unexpected.I don’t expect the unexpected because I control everything.

    I chose for you to live your dream life.Even if it would never include me!Yet the universe had other ideas.A steamy night, and the muttering of the words,‘Just this one time’.We try walking away,but the attraction keeps drawing us back.Time and time again,it’s the dance we keep performing.Until that one night, discovering your truth,of the life you’ve been living.And finally, everything comes crumbling down.Promises broken, lips colliding, and the heat that can no longer be denied.Will the universe finally win? Or is this the end of the sensual dance, with our words echoing ‘one last time’.

    I’m my own woman, and I know just how I’m going to prove it. I went through six years of college to earn my master’s in business to please him, while I wanted a degree in interior design, so I worked my tush off and received my bachelor’s in that too. Now that I’m twenty-four, I’m going to do a one-eighty in my life and take a job I never saw myself doing, just to please me. It really can’t be too hard to serve food to people, make beds, and use a feather duster…can it? I’ll be sailing away and forgetting all my worries. Or so I think, until I look up to see the sexy captain, with his white hat on, step in front of me and I meet Reed Nichols. Growing up while traveling the open seas made my decision to take over the family business the easiest one I’ve ever had to make. After four years in college taking accounting classes, I went after my true dream…a captain’s license. I always knew I’d follow in my father’s footsteps; I just didn’t think it’d be this soon. Right before he passed, he asked me to do just that and I’ve never looked back. Right now, my life is perfect, just the way I want it. I run the company my father founded and drive a million-dollar yacht every day. I pick and choose who lies in my bed, and I’ve never allowed anyone there for more than a night or two. No one has ever kept my attention any longer than that. Then I look down to see the long legs of a cabin stewardess walking toward my boat and I meet Maci Foster.

    Then he shows up unexpectedly and his brother wrangles him onto the auction block to support my fundraiser. Bidding on the billionaire might be my only chance to find out what drove him away all those years ago. But will my heart be able to handle the truth?GrantI thought everything I needed was far, far away from Broken Bend, Texas. When my brother guilts me into making the trip home for my foster mom’s retirement, the truth knocks me over the head in the form of Eliza Robbins. She’s the one I left behind… the one I haven’t been able to stop thinking about for twelve long years. After one night, will I be able to walk away again?Ever wanted to spend a single night with the bachelor of your dreams? The men of Broken Bend are going on the auction block for a great cause. Find out what happens when the winning bidders claim their prize in the One Night Series. Each book is a complete story and can be read alone.

    He shaped me in the fires of his cruelty.Sal Faliero called me his princess – and then locked me in his cage.He made me his queen – and then he broke me.He showed me just how black his soul can be.Taunted me with the power of his cruelty.And shared with me the depth of his depravity.He made me learn that no matter how far I run, he would always find me.Our children were my one hope of happiness.And now, because of him, I may never see them again.He taught me what it means to be ruthless.What it takes to be an empress upon his throne of blood.But he taught me a little too well.He caged me.He broke me.But he’ll never rule over me.Shattered Empress is a dark Romance & Psychological suspense novel by bestselling author Brook Wilder.WARNING: This book contains scenes that may be disturbing to some readers.

    

    I learned the hard way that being a good guy all the time can cost you—it nearly cost me everything. Once I see the Sunni Stone, I don’t care what it costs me to have her. She’s as beautiful as the flower she’s named after, but she’s never had a chance to bloom. Soon enough she has me addicted to more than her pretty petals and sweet nectar. I want us to put down roots and bloom. But is she too good to be true? Or can she be my forget-me-not? Roses are red Violets are blue Flirt Club has a sexy new collaboration Just for you! Join twelve of the Flirt Club authors in this hot and steamy spring collection where our May Flowers bloom faster than a hothouse rose under the touch of our sexy heroes. #mayflowers #FlirtClub

    But things didn’t work out like they were supposed to.And now she’s back in my life and I’m not sure how I feel about it.She left for college without looking back, and I’m a billionaire bachelor with my eye on lots of prizes now.I’m not the boy she walked away from.Manhattan is my playground, and my family owns the city. Now that I’m grown, I take full advantage of that inheritance.But the moment I see her, flames ignite. I can’t hold back the need to consume her.Just like back then, she’s still off limits.This time, I’m not leaving anything up to chance.I’m a Manhattan, and I get what I want.This woman is mine. For good.

    Our paths cross as she comes to the retreat center for a company getaway.My mind spins a million webs and my body percolates at the possibilities.She’s the one. I can feel it. But I need this to be more of a business transaction than a love affair.I’m hoping I can lie to myself about what’s happening with my heart.At least long enough for her to help me get financing for my company.All I need is for her to lie for me.

     A tattooed god was once my best friend. My first love. My reason for existence. But his vanishing act created a hole inside my heart. Today, he’s the famous son of one of the wealthiest men on the continent. I never thought I’d see him again… and much less in Las Vegas. Dominic Cruz, whom I’ve spent the last fifteen years fantasizing about, now stands before me. And I barely recognize him. He says he won’t let me go. That he can’t let me go. Not this time. Even if it means letting me drown with him into the depths of his secret. No cheating and a guaranteed HEA!