Being unattached suited his simple, hedonistic, playboy lifestyle. Add his cocky, sometimes arrogant attitude, and the lead singer of a rising rock band had all the credentials to be a wealthy, charismatic Rock God, stateside. With his heart throb physique and handsome features, Gray was an obvious magnet for beautiful groupies. It wasn’t his fault they kept falling for him.The constant revolving door of fangirls, models, and others on offer, made sure Gray’s physical needs were always met. In all his adult years only three women had made the slightest dent in Gray’s armor. That was until he raked the burning embers of a second chance romance with an old flame, a mistake of going backward, and a drunken heart-to-heart with his best friend, Brody. The culmination of these events opened Gray’s mind to reconsider the choices he made, face the hurt of his past, and find the courage to seek the answers he needs to salvage his future.

    …but she doesn’t know it yet. Rumors run rampant in this small town. I’m spoken about in whispers, but I hear their words. I was happy to stay hidden until the new girl arrived. I’m enchanted by her beauty and drawn to her laugh. She’s too good for me, but that doesn’t keep me away. Can I break free of my past or will my demons ruin everything? Damon is a full length contemporary bad boy romance novel with a HEA!

    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’.

    My name is Ozmond Zayne and after nearly fifteen years in the US Armed Forces, ten of them as a US Navy SEAL, I am about to face my greatest of foes. A wife and daughter.

    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.

     My buddy knows I think relationships – and women – are too much trouble. So as a joke he signed me up for a reality TV show. Marry a stranger and after 6 months get a million dollars. Even better I can walk away first and still get my half, an easy half million in my pocket. Sign me up. Then Mira walks down the aisle, her killer curves filling out her wedding dress. F*ck! Her full lips are begging for an x rated response when I’m told I can kiss the bride. I’m not leaving this marriage until I taste her. But she has other ideas. These six months are going to be … hard. *** A steamy STANDALONE contemporary full-length romance with no cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.***

    That was what Alana was supposed to be, what she became was so much more.Keller is more than what meets the eyes, a single father, completely devoted to his son, Jace. Who also happens to be a student in my classroom, my eyes were wide open when Keller and I started our quote-unquote relationship. Too bad my heart didn’t get the memo.When a man screws up, he knows it, and that’s what I did with Alana. I thought I was doing the right thing, trying to shield my boy’s heart and my own. Too bad that plan blew up in my face and I was left feeling more than I ever have before.This book is sure to make you feel all the emotions with this guaranteed happily ever after, hot romance, and a Hero that is sure to make you swoon! Don’t forget each book in this series can be read as a complete stand alone.

    After what is supposed to be an anniversary celebration with her friends and boyfriend, Delani gets pulled into her own personal hell.Taken. Beaten. Tormented.Delani fights and makes it out, only to realize she’s not safe at home—she’s no longer safe in New York at all. With an untraceable phone, clothes that aren’t her own, and enough money to get her by, she gets on a train and heads to the last place she felt she would be looked for.What she didn’t expect to find when she got there was him.Cocky. Charismatic. Safe.Brody Russell, small town cop, quickly becomes the calm during Delani’s storm.His presence makes her forget and his southern charm works its way into her heart.Brody promises to protect her, to be right by her side when the storm ends.But what if this storm is only the beginning?

    And now I have to sell my body and soul to fix it… I never wanted to be there in the first place, working in Brock Wrentham’s mansion, under his watchful, relentless gaze. And the last thing I ever expected was to mess up so badly that I’d be in his debt and at his mercy. The only way out? Submit to ten punishments of Brock’s choosing, each one intended to pay off the money I cost him with my colossal screw up. Yes, the punishments involve me in various states of undress. Doing things with Brock, things I’ve never done with another man. Things I definitely never imagined myself doing, much less with one of the world’s most eligible bachelors. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t enjoy it. I do enjoy it, more and more each time. But as I slip further under his spell, I start to wonder who the real Brock Wrentham is, and what he’s hiding. Because there’s something so terrible in his past, it makes my punishments look like a walk in the park. I don’t know if the fragile trust we’ve built can ever hope to survive the truth. The truth of who he is, what he’s done, and why he wants me to be the one to pay for it all…

    I hired her to help my daughter sleep easy,  But now I want her in my bed!  Julie: my daughter’s new nanny and my …Damn, this is so wrong,  Give yourself a break Ricky.  She’s your employee and so much younger and…innocent. But what if I want to claim her innocence, What if her love warms my heart, What if her curves ignite that flame of passion once again!And what if my daughter is falling in love with her too. But just when I think my damaged past is over, And never again going to haunt me, She disappears… Would the strength of my love ever bring her back?  Would she ever have the guts to stand up against her own family?

    She was distracting me at work, demanding I tell her all about the sexy-as-sin head-chef I was working for. I sent her a message declaring he looked “gorgeous enough to lick from top to bottom.”Then I set my phone on the counter.Then my boss picked it up.Then he read the screen… and I knew I was screwed.It’s bad enough having a crush on your boss. What am I supposed to do with him flirting heavily with me as we squeeze together in a hot kitchen, spending hours side by side?Never sleep with your boss. It’s the main rule.What happens when we break it?

    Success, women, money. The name Walker Holcomb meant something. I was on top of the world. It was a damn long way to fall. My third album tanked, and I looked for answers in a whiskey bottle. I went from the top of every sexiest man list to the butt of every joke on late night. Only thing in worse shape than me is the family farm. Old place is as ramshackle and beat up as I am—another damned lost cause. Until I open my screen door one day and find her on my front porch. Luscious and fiery. Stubborn as hell. Irresistible. Nothing’s had me this fired up in a long time. She makes me crazy. I want to shout and cuss at her. I want to get my hands on that body. Part of me wants to throw her off my porch, tell her to keep walking till she crosses the property line. The rest of me wants to back her up against the rail and hike up her skirt. Even bloodshot eyes can see she’s just what I’ve been waiting for.

    

    That was as clear as the sun goes up and the moon goes down.But for the sake of a billion dollars, will they be able to see through their differences?Follow their story and find out if their love blossoms or dies.

    He’s the bonus. One bad decision destroys not only Sarah Clayborn’s life, but nearly costs her a lucrative job as the chief executive assistant to the city’s most powerful player. She’s lost her unborn child, her twin brother’s admiration, and any shred of decency her British-born mother instilled in her. To cope with the trauma, Sarah creates a persona – Angel. She’s the one who goes out on weekends and gets into trouble. She’s the one who seduces half the world’s rabble-rousers. She’s the one who meets Lucas Blackbourne. Sarah’s encounter with Lucas was supposed to be a one-time affair. A tenuous balm on her frigid heart that refuses to heal. But when she returns to work Monday morning and discovers that Lucas is helping her boss for the foreseeable future? Two halves start to become whole again. And it’s not pretty. What does Sarah want? Choice. A future. A sense of belonging in a world often too cruel to bear. To be empowered. But she can’t reclaim her life on her own. -Excerpt- “You presume to know my greatest regrets yet.” A growl powered through the undercurrent of his voice. Still, he did not look away from her eyes. “No. I presume to know what you desire, sir.” “Because…?” He was fishing for the perfect answer. If Sarah failed to supply it, she could kiss this encounter goodbye. “Because I want you just as badly.” Lucas eyed her with careful consideration. He sucked one of his cheeks into his mouth before looking away. He crossed his legs. She kept her grin of triumph to herself. “You don’t even know me, Angel.” “That’s supposed to be my line, Lucas.” He stood up behind her. His presence enveloped her, inviting her back against his chest, arms wrapped protectively around her. Sarah caught the eye of the server who had brought her the scotch. The woman smiled in approval and flashed the number four in her direction. Room 4 is available. Good to know. “This whole night is so backward. Next you’ll be telling me you want to be on top.” “Actually,” she said with a happy sigh, “I’d much rather you take the lead on that. If you don’t mind.” “This has got to be some kind of trap.” Lucas bit his knuckle, as if he could barely restrain himself from grabbing her and hauling her off to the nearest bed. What’s stopping you? I don’t have all night. “What’s your story, Angel?” “Don’t you know the story of any angel, sir?” Sarah stepped away, her hand lingering against his chest. His hard, devilish chest that was a greater siren song than that warm voice echoing in her ears. “Once we’re doing shit like this on Earth, we’re considered fallen goods.” “A fallen angel hasn’t done anything good with her existence.” “If you don’t consider doing this something good,” she began, walking in the direction of Room #4, “then I don’t know what to tell you. You either want me or you don’t, Lucas. No strings attached. Should be a dream for you.” She winked at him. He followed her.