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.

    I work with my hands, I'm wicked to the core, and my life is no fairytale. But then I accidentally cross paths with the barely legal Princess Charlotte in her chambers late one night. I see the dark passions in her eyes and know I'm the man she needs to stretch her to new limits. Princess Charlotte is forbidden. I shouldn't dare look upon her, let alone touch her. If anyone finds out that I'm about to gobble her up and swallow her whole, I'm as good as dead. It's bad enough that someone in the kingdom is threatening her older sister, Crown Princess Helena's life. The palace is no place to break any rules right now. But I've never backed down from a challenge before, and I'm not about to start now. She might be forbidden fruit, but I'm ready to take a taste. Author's Note: Accidental Royal is a standalone romance of with no cliffhanger and a happily ever after ending. If you love dominant, possessive alpha males and sinfully over-the-top stories, this one is for you!

    Blaze is a STAND-ALONE, full-length contemporary romance. There are no cliffhangers, and a happy ending is guaranteed!

    But now she is about to graduate from college. Knowing her crazy years are about to be left behind her, she decides to attend one last frat party, but while there, she makes the devastating decision to drink and drive, ending her life. For Harrison, this is devastating, as one would imagine. Not only has he lost the only family he has, but he feels like it is his fault for having been too permissive of a parent. And Caroline, her best friend, is left with some survivor’s guilt of her own, having declined Sarah’s invitation to the party. Having grown up with Sarah, she knew her father, but it has been years since the two of them have seen each other. And now, with Caroline all grown up and the two of them sharing their grief, there seems to be a magnetism between them. But can love arise out of such a situation? Or are they really just two people working out their grief together? Best Friend's Daddy is an 80,000 word single dad standalone romance. No cheating and has a HEA. For a limited time it has 4 bonus books included.

     I’m thirty-two years old, but I feel like I’m still stuck in high school. I wear my hair the same way, I have a job in the same building, and I still fear the mean girls. When I’m invited to the high school reunion, I decide not to go. And then the most handsome man literally knocks me off my feet, sweeps me into his arms, and offers to be my date. His name is Brax Nash, the hottest man I’ve ever seen in real life. How could I possibly say no to him? But how long will a man like him stay with a girl like me? Is this really happening, or is fate playing a joke on me? *Twelve of your favorite Flirt Club authors bring you the May Flowers Series. Sexy stories filled with filthy talking heroes and beautiful women with steamy scenes to curl your toes, enjoy the entire bouquet!*

    Parker Preston’s intentions when he gave Alexandra Collins his phone number at the animal rescue gala were more personal than professional. But he’d never expected the sassy beauty with the blue streak in her hair to send him a picture of her perfect, perky boobs as enticement to adopt the dogs she was desperately trying to find a home for.But, dang if they weren’t the ideal incentive for him to offer his home to more than just the dogs. In exchange for adopting the older, bonded pair, she’d need to move in with him for a month and get the dogs acclimated. Oh, and she wouldn’t be sleeping in the guest room during her stay.The deal is only for a month though. And she insisted they weren’t going to fall in love, something he readily agreed with. They had the rules in place, what could possibly go wrong in four short weeks?

    My sister’s best friend wants her too. She hates me. Too bad she's stuck with me. Because a fake marriage is our only chance at a real family. They say I'm a playboy. Having billions makes it easy. I can get any woman I want, except the one who really matters. Avery - my little sister's best friend. Years ago, she begged me to take her. I gave it to her, then left town. Now I'm back and she's not having any of my sweet-talk. My sister died and left behind her baby girl. Avery wants to fight me for her. But she's got no money. And I've got a bad reputation. The only way to make this work is to work together. We’ll say our fake vows. Play happy-family. Share the same bed like eager newly-weds. I won’t take no for an answer. Because this time, I’m not letting her go. She has no idea. Our happily-ever-after will be very, very real.

    I'm just the guy to fill her up. Tessa has a heart of gold and curves that are worth a ton of it.Fate brings us together during desperate times.She needs money to rebuild her school for disabled kids.And I need a fake wife, to inherit my father's business.I decide to make her adeal she can't refuse:Fake marry me on Easter Sunday. I'll pay five million dollars.But for that price, it has to include a real honeymoon...in which we'll f*ck like rabbits."Let me tie you up and have my way with you," I tell her."It'll be my very first time," she says. Even better.We'll each help each other out, in multiple ways.Then we'll be done for good.She agrees- and a deal's a deal, right?So why am I finding it so hard to walk away from her? I never believed in mating for life. Now I want to make her my lucky bunny for good. Lucky Bunny is a standalone romance with no cheating and no cliffhangers, but with a very happy Easter and ever after, and with a whole bunch of steam. * Please note that an incorrect file was inadvertently uploaded upon initial publication, but the issue has been resolved, with the correct file published now.

    Warning: Contains adult situations intended for readers eighteen and over."I take cocky, rich boys like you and teach them how to make love to women until they're barely able to mutter a word. Completely and utterly blissed. That's really what separates the men from the boys, Mr. Kingsley. Sex as an art form versus f**king for a release." -Kathryn.Adam Kingsley reigns as the young prince of Manhattan. Everything he touches turns to gold, making him the envy of Wall Street. Women swoon at his feet, money is no object, and his killer good looks are as wicked as sin. A dangerous trifecta that allows him to possess anything or anyone he desires.What more could a thirty-two-year-old man wish for? Maybe that his life never changes and his murky past stays far away... Sounds reasonable, yet life seldom is.Kathryn Delcour is an alluring socialite with unique erotic tastes who helps others find true sexual fulfillment. When she suddenly appears on the New York City social scene, Adam finds this complex woman too tempting to resist. He will stop at nothing to have her, yet she is warned to stay away from him and his player ways. Kathryn tries to keep him at arm's length, but her arms may not be strong enough to hold the charismatic Adam Kingsley at bay.The passionate lure of ancient sexual practices, a past that isn't content to remain buried and a present filled with intrigue, danger and revenge. An erotic story sweetened with secrets, seduction, and suspense.

    Now she’s forced to move out of her precious Victorian apartment, and in with her stepsister, bringing back ugly memories of a painful childhood.Ty Griffin is a financial magnate who deals in multi-million dollar mergers and acquisitions. His bespoke suits can’t hide a body worthy of a professional athlete. Those intense azure eyes telegraph a keen intellect. And his mouth, the only soft thing about him, is sinfully sensual. But his drive to succeed has all but obliterated any chance for a personal life.Isabel is surprised when, during her moving sale, none other than the white-hot Ty Griffin, CEO of Grandin Financial, buys her prized Carmel-by-the-Sea table. When she finds out he’s part of the reason she lost her job, her apartment, and her adorable table, she’s incensed. The moment Ty meets the voluptuous and challenging Isabel Beachwood, he’s completely enthralled. He’s the kind of man who’s used to getting what he wants. And he wants Isabel. While their steamy relationship heats up, an insidious danger seems to be shadowing them. It’s a treacherous threat that could ruin everything.Soon Ty and Isabel are dealing with an over-protective stepsister, a highly trained German Shepherd, a pain in the butt Welsh Corgi, a jealous gold-digger, an obsessed suitor, a former lover, and Isabel’s quirky tech colleagues. All of which turn out to be the least of their problems.Because the past won’t die. And it can be murder.

    His heart is two sizes too small. Will a kiss under the mistletoe bring them together?IvyIt’s the most wonderful time of the year.Unless you’re working a Mrs. Claus gig at the mall, and Santa doesn’t show up.When my boss’ boss fills in at the last minute, it’s like a Christmas miracle.Rudy is grumpy, sexy, makes me want to roast his chestnuts.But can we make this holiday magic last forever?RudyIt’s the most horrible time of the year.When you’re a guy named Rudolph, the holidays aren’t fun.Especially when your mall Santa unexpectedly bails.On the bright side, I get to spend all my time with the sexy Mrs. Claus.Ivy is curvy, merry, and makes me want to unwrap her presents.Now I have to convince her I’m not a grinch; I’m the man who loves her.The Sweater Series are fun, sweet and steamy short stories of holiday office romances with swagger-filled heroes and confident and sassy women.Find out if that kiss will happen today!

    Mysterious. Dangerous. Brooding. Sexy. Once a week he frequents the bar where Mackenzie works. He orders the same drink, scotch on the rocks, and he sits back on the same lounge chair, quietly watching… waiting… He has money - that much is obvious. He wears his tailored suits well. He smells divine, of expensive cologne, and orders his scotch from the top shelf. He drinks alone, but he never leaves that way. With a snap of his fingers, a flick of his eyes, a glimmer of a smile, he gets the attention of the most attractive women in the bar. This time his focus is on Mackenzie. Instead of feeling nervous Mackenzie is enthralled, intrigued… and aroused.Please Note: This was originally written as a stand alone short story but after numerous requests for more, it has recently been turned into a series. This novella contains explicit sex scenes (including BDSM) and is for mature 18+ readers only.

    I told them no.But after someone breaks into my gallery, destroying everything I own, and threatening me; I start to question how I'll ever come back from this.Until a stranger comes to my rescue, risking his own safety for mine.He saved me.Bold and charming, his muscles were hard as rock and his strength was fierce; he made everything right.Life began to fall back into place, and for a brief moment, I was able to forget about everything else. I wish that moment could have lasted a little bit longer.Because everything I thought I knew about my hero was a lie. He wasn't my savior, he was my enemy.I heard that bad things happen in threes.The break in, the lies... I didn't know what was next.I guess it's true, when it rains—he pours.And this man laid it on thick in all the right places.So how do I let him go?

    You know this will be a short, hot treat... She has more than heart-shaped cakes on her mind this Valentine’s Day. And they can’t quit thinking about her heart-shaped buns. LeeLee has a secret—she has two lovers. Or at least she does in her very dirty fantasies about Jared and Brock, two of the sexiest men ever to walk the Boot Knockers Ranch. Each time one of them—or SWOON, both—walk into her kitchen, she has the urge to tear off her chef’s apron and paint her entire body with whipped cream. Jared and Brock are sick and tired of dancing around their favorite sweetheart, and this Valentine’s Day, they’ve got it all planned. A locked kitchen door, a curvy chef with a wicked sharp tongue… and enough chocolate to cover her from head to toe.

    I love living in the house I grew up in, minus the parents who’d moved to a retirement community. I love it when everything stays the same.What I don’t love is that the sweet little old lady I’ve always lived next door to passed away. To make matters worse, her money-hungry grandson showed up to do a couple of quick fixes before putting the house on the market.Rowdy is the epitome of everything that’s wrong with the world, including the stupid nickname he insists on using. Where was he when she was alive? Why can’t he respect my privacy when I’m in my backyard? And how could his smile be so contagious?It’s not that I was opposed to smiles or happiness or guys who exuded sex appeal. The problem was that he was only going to be in town for a couple of months, short enough he wouldn’t even tell me his real name or what he did for a living.Then he had the nerve to take a job at the grocery store where I worked. He couldn’t possibly get any more annoying. Why bother with a job when you aren’t sticking around? And how in the world did we end up under the mistletoe together at the company Christmas party?The kiss was almost enough to make me let my guard down. Almost. But the bombshell I found out immediately after the kiss was more than I could handle.RowdyImagine my surprise finding out my grandmother had been alive. Had been. Unfortunately, I didn’t find out until I got a letter explaining that she’d passed away and I’d inherited her house.She’d lived in a small town in the Colorado mountains. A far cry from my life in Vegas but all I had to do was fix it up, put it on the market, then let the realtors do the rest. Between the income from the sale and my savings account, I’d be able to quit my job as a stripper and go back to school. I wasn’t sure what for, but it wouldn’t be stripping.I’d heard small towns were friendly but my grandma’s neighbor hadn’t gotten the message. No matter how many times I said hi and tried to talk to her, she made it clear I was the unwelcome outsider.Did I simply want what I couldn’t have or was Mae truly the woman of my dreams? She was sweet and simple in a way I’d never understood. The most basic offerings in life like sunsets and snowflakes filled her with joy.I’d thought I wanted a reprieve from the fast-paced life of a stripper, but Mae showed me what I really wanted. Life with her and all of the simplicities. Without a university in sight, it’s possible I overstepped my bounds taking a job at the grocery store where she worked but I was dragging out my stay and spending as much time with her as possible.Little did I know it would lead us to a kiss under the mistletoe. A kiss that solidified every suspicion I’d had that my life wouldn’t be complete without Mae. But I might have misread her starry eyes when I pulled away because minutes later, she was running out of the party instead of into my arms.Was giving up city life and my plans for a university education worth the fantasy I could convince Mae we were meant to be together?