Yeah, I get that Remy is scary, and an ex-soldier, and a monster of a man, but how could my father use me for collateral? I mean, really? No one is giving me the details of this little arrangement they’ve made – and there doesn’t seem to be any rules. If my dear old dad wasn’t holding my mother as blackmail to make me go with Remy, I would have told both of them where they could stick their deal. Because, sure Remy is drop-dead gorgeous, but he’s also very big and very intimidating. And when my father takes off without fulfilling his side of the bargain, will Remy forget that I’m the innocent party in all this? Or will he take out his revenge on me?

    Rough. Hard.He’s ready to spin me around his shaft until I can’t see straight.He’s the one.But if we get caught, papa will send him right back to jail.I can’t afford to take the risk, but I can’t look away either.He’s everything I’ve ever wanted, and the one man I can’t have.AxleThe boss’ brat is the hottest piece I’ve ever seen.Three years upstate will drive a man crazy.Crazy for what’s nestled between her hot little thighs.She’s the last woman I should be sniffing after, but I want her.And I’m going to take what I want.Consequences be damned.This is a short, passionate read with over-the-top insta-love and a HEA.

    The moment Ava entered my radar, she became my prey. I didn’t become the Pakhan of the Kotov Bratva by playing nice. I see something I like, I take it for myself. Fate put her in my path and it’s rude to refuse a horse’s gift in the mouth. When I learn she’s carrying something precious, I’ve no choice but to make Ava my bride.Ava: I never imagined one wild night with a random stranger would lead to my downfall. Viktor’s possessive, ruthless and imposing. Desperation pushed me to work for him. That was before I knew who he truly was. Monster. Bratva boss. Father to my unborn baby. My future husband. He’ll ruin me before long, but it is so bad being his?

    It’s how she earns a living, and in less than a year, she’s become one of Denver’s top food critics. Her business was growing until a troll on her blog begins making anonymous comments about her choice of restaurants and the unhealthy food she critiques. Now that her site ads aren’t making her enough money to sustain her lifestyle, Marlowe begrudgingly takes a side job in the marketing department of a brand new hospital in town to get the collectors to stop calling. When Dr. Judson Turner walks into her office, demanding things of her without so much as a hello, she’s instantly on the defensive at his brazen attitude and abrasive language. Unfortunately, she can't help but notice his full lips, clean, sexy beard, and the way his scrubs ride low on his hips. But Dr. Turner won’t be ignored, and Marlowe isn’t sure if she likes his direct approach, or if she needs to keep it business as usual and ignore the scorching attraction crackling between them. All she knows is she needs to concentrate on the task at hand: Get that fat commission check so she can quit the hospital job, get back to fulltime food blogging, and finish the foodie book she’s writing. Because staying single and working from home is living the dream… right?

    Every step of my life has brought me to this moment, and I'm prepared to do whatever is necessary to protect the woman I love.Even if that means the ultimate sacrifice.If you love over the top Aussie alphas, sultry summer nights, and happily ever afters, Rough Edge is the book you're looking for.Trigger warning: This book contains some violence and references to drug use.Note: This book was previously published under a former pen name. It has been rewritten and updated before release.

    Can their fake relationship turn into the real thing?  As the notorious author of Single In the City, Marti McBride's entire identity is wrapped up in her solo status. But when her ratings plummet, she is forced to make a change. And her boss just so happens to think a boyfriend is the way to do it.Enter Doctor Logan Love. He's the founder of the charity Hidden Heartbeat and desperately needs the funds to take it nationwide. So after two chance run-ins with the wildly popular and nationally syndicated columnist, Marti McBride, he proposes a fake relationship. Okay, more like he blackmails her into one. Same difference. There's only one little problem. Both of them start to fall, and Marti has her own agenda he knows nothing about.Can they turn a fake relationship into love?

    When he spoke and I heard his British accent, I'm pretty sure an ovary exploded. Then he knocked on my door with a bottle of wine and two glasses in hand before inviting himself inside. After my bad breakup, I wasn't ready to date. I hadn't even looked for a rebound, but there he was, practically gift wrapped. Too bad I wanted nothing more than a second chance with my ex. Will Montana. I loved saying her name. I'd been watching her for months before she ever noticed me. She was too hung up on that cad to pay me any attention. Despite how perfect for me she seemed, I thought I might have a chance with her. After all, I had a cute accent and since we lived on the same floor, geography was on my side. A month ago, I'd actually witnessed their break up at the restaurant where I bartended. So, I bided my time and waited for her to recover. I wasn't built to be a rebound. And while I was certain her ex would come crawling back, I knew once I'd had a taste of life with her, I could never let her go.

    So when his manager suggests paying a nice girl to be his fake-girlfriend and stand by his side when the cameras are snapping, Percy figures why not? What’s the worst that could happen?But then he sees Whitney, a proper, gorgeous, innocent music student studying violin, and everything changes. There’s nothing fake about his desire—a desire he’s never felt for anyone. But Whitney isn’t falling for it. She knows guys like Percy and won’t be convinced that this “relationship” is anything more than just business. But Percy has fought for everything he has in life, and he’s not going to stop until she’s his…

    Yet by some crazy twist of fate and a reality show, here I am, wife to recently retired Olympic swimmer Riley Boyle. Flawless physique and crazy rich. I have to be careful though, because at the end of the week, this will all be over. That’s how the show goes. Losing my virginity or my heart wasn’t in the script. Oh, and neither was carrying his child. But I guess fate has a way of writing its own stories. And it looks like my story as Mrs. Boyle is just beginning…

    Well, has she got a surprise for him! Kendall Wrightwood is a journalist whose life is in a rut. Stuck writing fluff pieces, she’s yearning for the chance to get her hands on a big story. That is, until Chase Harker comes to town. He’s the golden opportunity that just dropped into her lap; a billionaire ex-model who retreated from the spotlight in mysterious circumstances, Chase is a man everyone wants a piece of, and Kendall is determined to get hers! There’s something more, though. Feeling a connection like she’s never felt before, Kendall thinks that perhaps it’s worth pursuing the personal over the professional. The two have a whirlwind night together, and as she wakes up alone the next morning, Kendall has to face the fact that she slept with the man she should have been interviewing! Three months later, and her billionaire lover — and prospective scoop — has long gone, but Kendall is stunned to realize she’s pregnant, and the baby can only be his! There’s just one problem: Chase is infertile. At least, that’s what he thought. The gorgeous billionaire is about to receive a baby miracle…

    *28,500 standalone NOVELLA* "So…I came up with a plan. I sat the brothers down and gave them my speech; we’d become male escorts. The house was split. The single dudes thought it was great. The guys with the steady girlfriends told the single dudes they were insane. I promised them all we could make it work without hurting anybody. But we had to be smart about it. We had to keep it off campus. We had to keep it a secret. And in order to do so, we had to target those who wanted it kept a secret as much as we did. Our target: Filthy rich, unsatisfied, horny housewives. Keep it high class, so to speak. And thus began BTC, or Boy Toy Corporation.Crazy, right?Crazy genius.”-Tyler West.

    Good sex. Bad sex. Oral sex. Any kind of sex. You name it; he loves it. But Paul's biggest passion is his greatest flaw. As a recovering sex addict, he's been abstaining and managing his addiction for over two years. Now, all he wants is to fall in love and find that certain someone he can settle down with.But when he finds himself on his knees on Elle Jacoby’s damp lawn, he knows there's going to be trouble. Elle quickly becomes Paul's biggest challenge yet. She's instantly set him ablaze while he begs to be hosed down. As he gets to know her more, the flames burn even hotter. How can he resist a hot divorcee who's amped up to have all the fun she's missed?Stand-alone story-no cliffhangers. Warning: for mature audiences only.

    Unfortunately, his profession as a Marine Biologist and Shark expert forced us apart. I hated the smell of the ocean and it called him out for months at a time.Could I force him to choose me or the sea, or would he make that decision on his own?*This a fast pace romance with a hot happily ever after.

    I’ve never felt anything like it.I’m just an inexperienced naïve girl working as a gardener on his billionaire’s estate. When he hears me singing one day, he confronts me, and I’m left to wonder if I’ve made the mob boss mad.I just can’t believe that this experienced older man who knows what he wants and knows how to take it would be interested in me.I’ve been tricked in the past and I can’t stop wondering if this primal possessive silver fox is messing with my head. What if it’s really too good to be true?I’m not from the criminal underworld like him. I don’t know how that life works. But I’ve had my fair share of drama, and now I’m just aching for a happily ever after.Can I follow my dreams and become a singer-songwriter at the same time as being pursued by the feral savage alpha, or will my self-doubt and personal pain ruin the irrefutable bond we share?*Gardener For The Mafia is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    . .  except for that one time. I knew I shouldn't but he was so hot. Steamy. Passionate. It was incredible. I left him a note the next morning but he never called.Next thing I know, I’m pregnant. Me and my little girl have made it through but it’s been hell.Now he’s back but he doesn’t know the half of it—doesn’t know about his daughter . . . our daughter.His hotness made me do a stupid thing five years go, but not this time.If he thinks he can freakin’ waltz back into my life . . . My little girl absolutely loves the guy though and, well, he’s got a billion dollars coming to him. F***! Bobby I had her for one night.It was hot. It was right. It was incredible. I’ve never really shaken her from my thoughts. It's still the best night of my life and, trust me, I've had plenty of Netflix and chill action since.But she was gone by the morning. Fine. I can play that game, too. So I bolted--got the heck outta dodge. Now I got a billion bucks coming my way.One catch, though: I've got to get my shit together and clean up my act.Or else my uncle’s money goes elsewhere—to my shitty cousin.But f*** the money, no one’s gonna mess with my woman—and my daughter.Their mine. I’ll do what I have to protect them. To make things right.So bring it on. This is gonna be fun.