Even though she knew her parents wouldn’t approve of it, she’d made herself a promise that one day she’d go. There was something she had to find. Drake Weston is used to getting what he wants. The problem is he hasn’t wanted for anything in a long time until a sweet country girl comes falling right into his lap. Except, she’s the daughter of the man he holds in the highest regard. Drake promised to keep her safe.

    Smile. Nod. Repeat. Until I met Zeke. Dark. Dirty. Sinner. A hungry beast, released from his cage. And I’m on the menu. Tonight, I’m Zeke’s Eden. His sugar. His whore. Daddy’s little girl is all grown up… ***Warning: This is an erotic novella.***

    Maybe it’s the day-to-day grind. Maybe it’s that client who never knows what they want, or the guy who always cooks fish in the microwave.But not me. I love every corner of the Longbourne Flower Shop, every flower, every petal, every stem. I love the greenhouse, and I love Mrs. Bennet, my boss. I love creating, and I love being a florist. I don’t hate anything at all.Except for Luke Bennet.The Bennet brothers have come home to help their mom save the flower shop, and Luke is at the helm. His smile tells a tale of lust, loose and easy. He moves with the grace of a predator, feral and wild. A thing unbridled, without rules or constraint. When he comes home to save Longbourne, I almost can’t be mad at him. Almost.He doesn’t remember that night I’ll never forget. That kiss, touched with whiskey and fire. It branded me like a red-hot iron. But it meant nothing to him.Everyone hates part of their job, and I hate Luke Bennet.Because if I don’t, I’ll fall in love with him.

    She’s a witness. Now he doesn’t want to let her go.I get paid to kill people.Corrupt politicians. CEOs. Hell, even bad middle managers.I like my job.And working at Ruthless Corp ensures I get paid well.But I have a line I won’t cross.I don’t kill women or children.So when a senator’s daughter interrupts my hit, it’s a problem.Because I can’t let Jane go free.And soon I realize I won’t let her go. Ever.

    She didn’t belong at that club.So I gave her every penny I had to leave with me. I have to claim her. Show the world she belongs to me now.But I have one rule – a rule I can’t break:No release before a fight. I need my mojo if I’m going to win.The rest of our lives depends on it. I have to hold back, but I don’t know if I can resist. She might ruin everything.Or she might just save my life…All books in the Relentless Alphas series can be read as STAND-ALONES! So dig in! Enjoy this fierce, protective alpha who won't stop until he has his princess. Warning - not responsible for overheating tablets ;)

    Rules are involved. Prizes.Laugh it up, but I’m no loser. Enemy number one to my single status? My irresistible neighbor, Abbott Margolis. She with her evil cat Desdemona, and Sexy AF pencil skirts. She’s kind and beautiful and hilarious. We can’t get involved, no matter how much her meddling grandmother pushes us together. But if I was going to lose this bet for anyone? It would be for Abbott. Let’s face facts: I’m a bastard, unwilling to settle down. Especially when there’s a bet to win.

    One decision. It only took one night out to turn Lexi Baker’s so-called perfect world upside down. A chance encounter with a tall, dark, and handsome stranger makes her feel things she’s never felt before, both physically and emotionally. When her emotions get the best of her, she escapes with only his first name: Ben. A one-night stand—that’s all it was supposed to be. She was never supposed to see him again. And he definitely wasn’t supposed to be standing in her office Monday morning being introduced as her new boss. Ben and Lexi promise each other that nothing more can happen and they must remain professional. But some promises are meant to be ruined, right?

    Seriously. The guy is like a potassium addict. Of course, I touched it. If you want to get technical, I actually put it in my mouth. I chewed it up, too... I even swallowed.I know. Bad, bad, girl.Then I saw him, and believe it or not, choking on a guy's banana does not make the best first impression. I should backtrack a little here. Before I ever touched a billionaire’s banana, I got my first real assignment as a business reporter. This wasn’t the same old bottom-of-the-barrel assignment I always got. I wasn’t going to interview a garbage man about his favorite routes or write a piece on how picking up dog poop from people’s yards is the next big thing. Nope. None of the above, thank you very much.This was my big break. My chance to prove I wasn’t a bumbling, clumsy, accident-prone walking disaster. I was infiltrating Galleon Enterprises to follow up on suspicions of corruption. Cue the James Bond music.I could do this. All I had to do was land the position as an intern and nail my interview with Bruce Chamberson.Forget the fact that he looked like somebody carved him out of liquid female desire, then sprinkled on some "makes men question their sexuality" for good measure. I needed to make this work. No accidents. No disasters. No clumsiness. All I needed to do was hold it together for less than an hour.Fast forward to the conference room before the interview, and that's where you would find me with a banana in my hand. A banana that literally had his name on it in big, black sharpie. It was a few seconds later when he walked in and caught me yellow-handed. A few seconds after that was when he hired me. Yeah. I know. It didn't seem like a good sign to me, either.

    Perfect apartment, perfect office, perfect life. And now, the perfect vacation is planned to honor Singles Day. After all, what's better than celebrating her pride in being single? Because who needs a man anyway? They have zero taste in quality television, leave the toilet seat up, and sleep with your best friend. No thanks. Her life is fine just the way it is.As the owner of a now-dormant bed & breakfast, Lucas Croft's life is simple and quiet. It's only him and his five-year-old daughter, which is just the way he likes it. Because who needs a woman anyway? They nag you to clean up your stuff, want the toilet seat put down, and expect the dishes to be done the same day the meal is cooked. No thanks. His life is fine just the way it is.But when Paige books a room that Lucas' well-intentioned sister listed without his knowledge, their two worlds collide. If they can survive the week together, they just might discover exactly what they've both been missing.

    Hate. Love. Lies.Which four letter word will change their lives forever?Sydney Paige was never so mortified to hear the words "wrong number" in her life. She meant to tell off the guy who broke her best friend's heart but unleashed her anger on a perfect stranger instead. And now her world is turned upside down by the captivating man who wants to keep her on the line.Brian Savage is living a life he's quickly come to hate-until Sydney's wild rant has him hooked and hungry for more. Soon the sexy woman on the phone becomes the lover in his bed. But Brian has secrets, and the closer he lets Syd get, the harder it is to shield her from the devastating mistakes of his past . . .

    After rumors started swirling at her old job that she was sleeping with a client that she would never touch in a million years, she decided that it was time to move on. She just wants to focus on her future, on getting her new party planning company with her best friend off the ground. Then she gets hired by Dash. Dash Montgomery is a successful software designer who thought he had everything that he needed. Then he sees Gracelyn. One look and he’s sure that he’s found his one. A lifetime of working with computers has left him unsure of how to approach her so he does what he thinks is logical and hires her. Gracelyn keeps telling herself that she can’t be with Dash. She can’t have rumors of her sleeping with her clients plaguing her new business but there’s something about him that Gracelyn can’t get out of her head. Will Dash be able to convince Gracelyn that they’re meant to be?

    MiaAlex Lawson might as well be the hottest book boyfriend imaginable. A fun, romantic, possessive, panty-melting man. And the best part? He’s real. For a girl like me—a slightly awkward book addict—Alex is a dream come true, straight off the pages of my favorite romance novels. But our story is turning into a whirlwind romance—the kind that only exists in books. And I wonder if we’re heading toward our own happily ever after, or if he’s too good to be true.Alex Here’s the thing. I’m not a bad guy. Lying to Mia wasn’t part of the plan. Finding success as a romance author using a female pen name wasn’t part of the plan either. But sometimes life takes unexpected turns. Like realizing the woman you’re falling for is your alter-ego’s online best friend. Online, she thinks I’m a woman named Lexi. In person, she knows I’m all man. I want to worship her body and claim every inch of her. But if she finds out the truth, I could lose everything.

    After breaking up with reality TV star Nancy Patterson he decides to leave love alone and focus on his business, helped by a suggestion from an old college friend that they become friends with benefits.Everything in Lucas’s life is going great until he meets gorgeous baker and charity founder Sammy Wicker, and his world is turned on its head. Thoughts of her take over his mind, and he embarks on a quest to know this beautiful independent woman better.Things seem to be on track for the two until Lucas is hired to sell the building Sammy’s bakery is located in, promising to make his company a lot of money. However, the new owner is kicking out the existing businesses for their own plans and Sammy is furious that Lucas is part of it, breaking up with him and refusing to see him.Can Lucas find his way back to Sammy’s heart or will their businesses get in the way of their relationship?

    As in, he has sex for a living. As in, my hard limit.I’m supposed to be writing an article about him, not falling for him. But something about Matthew Shaw makes me want to suppress that hard limit.He’s smart, funny, and too beautiful for his own good.But he makes his money through orgasms…and I don’t share.I can’t. I won’t. But I still want to.MattThere are reasons why I escort. Reasons no one knows. But when Stacey waltzes into my life, with her eager questions and fiery red hair, I start to imagine a different kind of life. The life I can’t have with her.She’s the one I’ve been waiting for. The gorgeous journalist who lights up a room.But how can I ask her to stay? If I stop, if I give up, I’ll lose everything. I wish I could tell her why. I can’t. I won’t. But, God, do I want to.This sassy heroine, swoony hero, soul-mates and fate story is a standalone and has a happily ever after.