From USA Today Bestselling Author Khardine Gray writing as Bella Fontaine… There are two things in this world that I’m certain of: 1. Money doesn’t grow on trees. 2. Caine Donoghue is the devil. He’s the kind of guy who’s sexy, knows it, and uses his charm to fool you. It doesn’t help that he’s an Ex-Navy man with all that hard muscle and a body built like a god. He’s the devil. It sounds harsh, but it’s true. I should know because I practically grew up with him. I had to endure many summers of his evil. So I should know. However, the day came when the man decided to go and shock me. It only took a fifteen-year absence in each other’s lives, but…one major act of kindness that saved the person I loved most dissolved the barrier I placed up to keep him out. I never saw it coming. Me, trapped in the charm he oozed. Me, trapped in the temptation that lured me to him just from his sinful sexy smile. Me, getting lost in a man I thought was my worse nightmare. Caine Donoghue sucked me into a sizzling hot, whirlwind romance that was so scorching it would make hell feel like the artic. He unlocked something inside me. But…us being together unlocked something else. We unlocked secrets from the past that should have stayed hidden. Secrets that tangle the past with the present, and will affect the future. Secrets that could destroy us. It’s only a matter of time. Then it won’t matter what I think … If you like hot, steamy, romance with gorgeous, drool-worthy ex-military men that will make you melt, you will like this book. Scroll up and one-click your copy today!

    A number 1 best seller in the African American Romance category.A complete story with no cliff hanger, brought to you by best selling author Cher Etan.Jonathon is facing losing it all.His grandfather has given him an ultimatum:Marry and be in a stable relationship by the time you're 30, or lose out on your inheritance.There's just one problem; the women Jonathon has so far associated himself with are less than marriage material, and would probably cause more issues in the long run than they're worth.So when he 'bumps into' Leila on the way to a benefit she's organizing, he soon decides she's the perfect woman for the deal.Smart, caring and attractive, and not the kind of woman who would get greedy and take him for all he's worth.But how will Leila, a woman who's been heartbroken in the past, feel about marrying for convenience?And when Jonathon's granddad realizes his grandson's marrying a woman of color on an average salary, how will he react?Find out in this touching romance story by best selling romance author Cher Etan.Suitable for over 18s only due to sexual scenes so hot you'll need an ice shower.

    McAvoy… After an erotic one-week fling with a musician she meets in a bar, Thea Cunning never expects to see Levi Black again. Then Monday morning comes around, and she discovers that her former lover is not only her professor, but he’s also one of the top criminal lawyers in the state of Massachusetts. With everyone in class vying to be one of the twelve disciples—a group of twelve students that Professor Black takes under his wing—tensions run high. Thea considers dropping his class, given their passionate week together and their undeniable chemistry. After all, there are other (less infuriatingly sexy) law professors on campus. But to accomplish her goal and get her father out of prison, Thea knows she needs to learn under the best of the best—and that’s Levi Black. But can she learn under the best, without being under the best?

     Like pronto. Like expeditiously. Interning at a law firm where there are nothing but white folks and very few black faces may not be my ticket to go. I don’t want to get trapped somewhere between a Pumpkin Spice Latte convention and the Sunken Place. Yet, when I do cross paths with him, well, it’s game over. Every girl has that line they will not cross. Savior Ellison was that line.

     Shoshana Haufman’s life is complicated enough without adding a man to the mix. Her employees depend on her for their livelihood and her father, with his diminishing health, is sending her to an early grave, or a bed at Bellevue Hospital. All of that changes when her newest client, Patrick Kelly, waltzes into her showroom looking to purchase a bespoke suit. Tall, prematurely gray, and handsome poured into a three-piece suit, Patrick pushes all of Shoshana’s buttons. Lust as first sight is the order of the day, the chemistry is undeniable. And despite her initial reservations, Shoshana breaks her cardinal rule: never have sex with a client. Never allow anyone to get the best of you…. Not willing to be just a client with benefits, Patrick sets out to crack this five-foot anomaly in four-inch heels. It’s either all or nothing. And he doesn’t lose. After all, everything he has he’s worked damn hard for. So what could be so difficult about a mere woman who barely reaches his chest? That ‘mere woman’ begins to resemble a concrete wall. Instead of figuring out how to convince her to be in his world, he finds that sacrifices have to be made on his end. Throw in some sweaty sex, frozen yogurt, and a heavy dose of trust, this silver fox has found the perfect remedy to make this master tailor realize it takes courage to love, and be loved, and that the love given to you is an amazing sacrifice.

    After living his whole life without a filter, doing and saying whatever he wanted and damning the consequences, he’s shocked that his brothers voted to give him the gavel.Now he has to figure out how to lead. How to become a man people will follow. How to honor the men who went before him. Hard lessons for a man his age to learn—and painful, too. Marcella Lewis is the lead singer of a blues band with some regional fame. She and her bandmates are cobbling together their livings, and they’re looking for their big break. Marcella has an added incentive for success: she’s a single mom, and she wants to give her son every opportunity to become the man he wants to be.Eight and Marcella hooked up for a few weeks back in the day, but more than a decade has gone by since they’ve seen each other. And good riddance, as far as she’s concerned. She has historically awful taste in men, and Edgar Johnston is a prime example.Now, after all those years, he’s popping up in her life again, and generally being the jerk she remembers. But she also remembers why she was attracted to him in the first place—and the sense she’d once had that there was a good man buried deep under all the muscle and bravado.Eight wants another chance. Marcella might be willing to entertain the idea, but before they could possibly work, he is going to have to change. And so is she.If Eight really wants to be a better man, he’s got a lifetime of wrongs to redeem.If Marcella’s going to forgive him, she’s got to give up some control over the life she’s managed so carefully.Only family is worth that work.

    Mitch Black is entitled. He’s an arrogant asshole. He’s my new employee. And he’s a bad boy. I’m used to bad boys and I know to evade them every chance I get. But no matter where I turn, Mitch is around every corner waiting for me. As the Chief Human Resources Officer, I’m determined to prevent sexual harassment. She’s the CHRO of my family’s company. And she’s my new boss. Professional. Stuck up. Prude. That’s Blake Phoenix. She’s determined to make me into the model employee. I’m determined to just get her into my bed for one night. One night and Blake Phoenix won’t be the same woman. I get my wish. One run-in. One kiss. One taste. Now, I’m hooked, and I want more than just a one-night stand. Blake’s erecting barriers. But I know a secret that she doesn’t. One taste of me, and she can’t forget my rules. I don’t do professional. But I do explicit so damned good. But just when she starts to trust me, all hell breaks loose.

    One night changed her life forever. It was also the night she met him. A man who she was instantly attracted to, even through the haze of a concussion. He’d intervened on her behalf and saved her life, but he was someone who lived by his own set of rules. He was mean, irritable, unsmiling, and unmovable. At least to everyone but Tamara. To her, he was her protector. Axel Yates was a tattoo artist who was sensitive about his work. When a scream broke his concentration, he couldn’t ignore it. On discovering a woman being savagely attacked, his protective instincts kicked in. Even through the blood and bruises, she was beautiful. He knew that he shouldn’t feel such an overwhelming need for a stranger, but there was no way around it. He wanted her. When their worlds collide, will they be able to fight the darkness of the past and the threats of the present, or will they die trying? * Be advised this BWWM book contains extremely erotic scenes and very strong language.

    Exceptionally skilled at totally reinventing herself, reading people, and bluffing her way through careers, she is a corporate spy on the search for her big break. Her charm and flexibility mask a past filled with hardship and anguish, and her brash impulsiveness won't work forever. But love was the one curveball she could never prepare for. Cole Andrews is as blindingly rich as he is untouchable. Deceptively savvy. Incredibly withdrawn. One final obstacle puts his empire on the line. He's going to need the perfect partner. Someone who can play the game. But deceit and danger surrounds him, and beneath his calm, collected persona lies a painful secret that will push their blossoming romance to the very limit. Caring for her was never part of the plan...but can he finally trust someone else? It was supposed to be simple, but every punishing twist and turn and every last truth revealed only tested our unlikely bond.

    They’re all partnered up, but settling down has never been my thing.Now...would I mind someone warming my bed at night? Definitely not.But I don’t want kids, or a family.Then, I meet her.She’s beautiful. She’s a single mother. And she’s not afraid to call me out on my bullsh*t.There’s a storm coming and she’s focused on protecting her family.I know I shouldn’t get involved. She doesn’t even like me.But I just can’t walk away.For some reason, I want to protect her...and her kids.

    “Tell me when’s the right moment to tell another person your past bullshit, your damn secrets that you don’t wanna face, your skeletons?” His eyes skewered hers. Everyone claimed to want to know shit, but there was a price to the telling.“I know people who marry and never share some of their secrets,” he said, inching closer. “A lot of shit dies with them. How do you know when it’s right to share? Because I’ve no idea how to ride that train.”The pink tip of her tongue leisurely moistened her lips. “I think when you care about someone, you build to a level of trust and you take them into your confidence.”A level of trust, female bullshit.“Yeah, but that’s the problem. It’s easier to give your body, than your deep personal shit.”She ducked her head.He continued speaking in a low whisper. “I mean the real stuff that’s close to your heart. The fucked up shit everybody keeps locked up. Most folk don’t get close enough to ever see the dark places inside.” He watched her swallow hard.“So I ask again, how do you know when’s the right time.” He leaned next to her ear and whispered. “After how many dinners, or dates? Before or after we fuck? What’s the magic number that opens the door to my personal shit, ‘cause I damn sure ain’t telling everybody my personal business.”His voice remained conversationally low, calm, while nerves jumped and pulsed at the thought of sharing some of the things he’d done in the past. He’d rather buy anything she demanded, or take her anywhere in the world, than fully open up and let her see some of the dark places in him. Shit, he didn’t like to look inside and rarely did.She narrowed her eyes. “This isn’t about everybody. It’s about you and me.” She pushed his chest. He stepped closer.“Okay, what signals do I get to let me know I should trust you with my shit? You ready for that?” They looked at each other.Her eyes slid to his chest. “I don’t know.”“And therein lies the root of our problem.” He dropped his arms.She shivered.“You want me to tell you everything without securing my trust. Why should I bare my soul to you? What would you do with the knowledge? Trust me? Or judge me?” He pulled back and stared into chocolate pools of light. Whatever this was between them marked him. He’d never considered telling a woman he dated about his past. The price of admission, Red called it.“It’s like leaving pieces of your soul around and that’s too damn dangerous to do on a small tip.”

    Constant moaning. And a revolving door across the college suite I somehow ended up in because my first name is Shawn. They don't discriminate. Girls. Guys. Grandmas. Plants (okay maybe not plants) all walks of life stroll in stressed to the brim, and leave so satisfied I'm wondering what sort of talents lie behind that door. My roommate calls them the pleasure ponies. But the rest of the college campus? They just call them the new face of Wingmen Inc. A paid for relationship service that makes big promises. Breakup? They'll glue you back together again. Depressed? They have the magic pill. Lonely? Just spend a few minutes while they rub you down and you'll forget all about it. And broken hearts? Well, that's their specialty. They'll fix you.For a price…I swore I wouldn't get involved. But apparently they like a challenge, and a girl who doesn't put up with their BS is basically like waving a red flag in front of a bull. They. All. Charged. But one holds my attention above the rest. Knox Tate looks like a Viking — and getting pillaged is starting to look more appealing by the day. Though he's hiding something — all of them are. And the closer I get. The more I realize that some things are left better in the past.You've read reverse harem books before — but you've never read one like this. It's not what you think, or is it? Dive in and find out…Knox, Leo, Finn, and Slater are waiting, and they aren't patient men. Welcome to the new face of Wingmen Inc — You're welcome.

    The son of a policeman with a drinking and gambling problem and a pill addicted schoolteacher mother who was nothing more than a punching bag for his Pops, Liam never had the best outlook on life or love. But he was always good at one thing.Fighting.His love for fighting brings him face to face with the underworld of South Boston, and his natural skills in the ring catch the eye of the notorious Southie mob boss, Paddy O’Connor. Paddy offers Liam the deal of a lifetime for a young man living in Southie; in return for becoming the notorious mobster’s Enforcer, Paddy would spare his father’s life and cancel the gambling debt his father owes to the mob. With no other choice, Liam agrees to the deal to save his father’s life. Liam’s job as Enforcer brings him to a crossroads when he meets his childhood idol, boxing legend Roland Jennings...and Roland Jennings’ daughter, Camilla, an up-and-coming Boston photographer. Roland tells Liam to stay far away from his daughter. Their relationship wouldn’t be welcomed in the insular, working-class Irish neighborhood and them being together could put Camilla on Paddy’s radar.She’s the one woman he needs to resist.Should resist.

     Even talking to a white man could get Eva LaLaurie killed. But the richest man in town has his eye on her. He wants to dominate her...claim her...posess her. She’s going to risk it all for love- and he better do the same. But in Klan Country nothing’s ever just black and white...

    But her plans for her class go awry as soon as one late student, Zachary Yarborough, wheels into her class.Zach is a former marine who was wounded in Afghanistan four years prior and is now a paraplegic. He also suffers from post traumatic stress disorder and is taking the class at the request of his psychiatrist, who feels Zach can benefit from art therapy. However Zach winds up pissing off the beautiful art teacher in various ways that includes drawing a nude sketch of her on the very first day.At each session, Zach and Maya antagonize one another but eventually can't resist the growing attraction between them. Initially, Maya mistakenly believes that a man in a wheelchair cannot be sexual. But Zach is eager to prove her wrong again and again...and again.Show more Show less