She was sugar, I was an effed up version of spice. I wasn’t good enough for her — but damn how I wanted her. Heartbreaking circumstances pulled us apart and it’s been years since I’ve seen her angelic face. But I could never forget her. She was my first kiss and I want her to be my last. When I come back in town, things have changed — she’s moved on. But I have one intention — prove to her I can be the mountain man she needs. I’m holding out for more than a Christmas miracle. I’m going to get myself a Christmas bride. Dear Reader, It’s time for Hunter to show Holly his candy cane … wanna lick? Xo, frankie #LickThis #DownHisChimney #SantasLap * * * Santa comes once a year … or does he? Join sixteen of your favorite romance author as they make all of your Christmas wishes come true! Put out the milk, he’ll take care of your cookie — it’s time to take seat on Santa’s lap.

    I should’ve known better. I should be studying harbor seals’ breeding habits, not conducting my own research into mating rituals of the Navy variety.He’s a jackass. An arrogant, womanizing, patronizing, Harley-riding jerk. A one-night stand. One night of the most incredible sex I’ve ever had. Shane is trained to kill with his bare hands in 300 different ways—and he knows 300 ways to f**k me, too. Now my father is engaged to his mother. And we’re heading to Mexico for the wedding. The prick is blackmailing me. He’s threatening to ruin their big day if I don’t surrender to his demands. Quit is not in his vocabulary. I hate him, but I know he’ll never give up until he gets everything he wants. Screw that! I won’t give up—I’ll never submit to America’s cockiest badass.

    Who could have guessed one night with sexy Leith could uncover her love for the one man that's always been there. To hide her feelings, Zaierra calls off their arrangement, but she’s having his baby. Complications arise when his skanky ex just won't let go and has her own set of issues.

     Bella He's a foul-mouthed, panty-soaking bad boy with a string of one night stands. I'm the good girl who never did anything wrong - until I laid eyes on him. I knew better, but his arrogant charm sucked me in and ripped me apart when he disappeared for good. It's fine - I'm over him. Or at least I was until he sauntered right back into my life again - a Navy SEAL now, all grown up. That sinful body filled out with muscles hard enough to break my heart all over again. My new step-brother. Screw him. I'm done. I'm not going anywhere near that arrogant bastard again. This time, it will be different. Even if my body aches with the memory of his touch… Seth I was a reckless bastard with no sense of boundaries - tearing my way through the panties of every so-called innocent girl I met. Until one fiery-eyed wildcat pulled me in too deep and sent me running from something that never had a chance. Now the Navy's taken me in, chewed me up and spat me right back out again. They may have smoothed my rough edges, but I'm still a predator at heart - and I take what I want. At least until my wayward mother screws up my life again. The only girl I ever came back for. My beautiful, provocative baby-Bella. My new step-sister. Forbidden. Impossible. And so utterly irresistible. F*ck this. I'm a badass Navy SEAL, and forbidden is just another kind of invitation. I won't hurt her again, but I'm going to get what I want. Bella is going to be mine. Hard is a standalone bad boy romance with no cliffhangers and a guaranteed happily-ever-after!

    A master we've never seen.Obedience will become all we know in our shallow existence. It is the only emotion we're permitted to feel.When we're bad, we're punished. When we're good, we're rewarded. Our scars run deep. Yet we survive, because we have to... because HE teaches us to.All of us are special, we feel it with everything we are.He has us for a reason, but it's a reason we don't know.We've never seen his face, but we know that something deeply broken lies beneath the darkness. With every touch, with every punishment, we know it. Then something changed. He showed me who he truly is.Now I want him.I'll go against everything I know to be with him. A monster. My monster. Loving him is a sin, but a sinner I am. I won't stop until I see every part of him. Even the parts he keeps locked deep down inside. I am Number Thirteen, and this is my story.

    Hot single daddy. Arrogant. Rude. Older. My boss. Totally off limits... right? Matthew Hansen is the kind of handsome that has grown women whispering behind their hands and giggling like schoolgirls. Dark, tall and mysterious, he’s a newcomer to our little town. He’s a gritty, grease-covered mechanic, and a single daddy. Sweet, right? Plus, he’s looking for a nanny – and I am desperately looking for a job. Sounds like the perfect deal. Only he’s a jerk. An uncivilized, hulking brute. Zero manners. Zero interest in making me feel welcome in his home. Downright rude. But oh, so sexy. And I need the job. I can do this. One thing is for sure: I can’t fall for the Caveman. No matter how sexy he is. How mysterious. How tortured. That’s the only rule – and one I’m about to break. ***This is a standalone, full-length romance with a HEA and no cliffhanger or cheating. For a limited time, I have included ZANE, a standalone novel, and MICAH, a standalone long novella, as bonus. ***(Librarian Note: This story is loosely connected (as a sort of sequel) to Zane (Inked Brotherhood, #3).)

    His best friend and fraternity brother Mark, the All-American cornerback, has always found a way to get the girl going back to their teens. When James meets Chloe first and falls for her, Mark swoops in once again. This time is different though. James has his sights on teaching them both a lesson for making him look the fool. This is a hot little holiday novella with dubious consent, rough, hair-pulling, balls-deep sex, and more. Hope you enjoy.

    Seeing him, being around him, alerts all my senses and I dream about being his, wrapping myself in his arms and never letting go. The only problem – he sees me as his sister. My name's Ava Evans and I'm in love with my older brother's best friend, Nate Garrison. 

Burying myself in work for the past two years, avoiding any thought of her, has worked, until now. She's everywhere, in my dreams, in my gym, and in my heart. I'm not sure when I fell in love with Ava Evans, but I am completely in love with my best friends baby sister. At first she was too young for me and that made it easy to stay away. Now, it's a struggle to keep my distance. How am I supposed to resist her when I can’t escape her? If he ever found out, it would ruin our friendship. Even with that knowledge all she would have to do is... Just Say When.

    Cocky smile. Sculpted hipbones that scream filthy sex. Liam Cage is walking torture for any girl in New York, but especially me. He’s my stepbrother and on top of that, I’m living under his roof. I’m following his rules. I’m nothing but his good little girl and so I can’t want him. I can’t tempt him.I can’t bait him into touching my half-naked body while I lay "asleep" on his couch.… About that.It was every kind of wrong but I couldn’t help myself. I stripped down for my stepbrother. Tortured him. Forced him take out years of pent-up lust on my body in one sticky, sweaty shot. Long story short, I made the hottest mistake of my life, and I know there’ll be consequences, especially with a past like mine. But now that I’ve opened up Pandora’s box, there’s no going back. Basically, I’m screwed.But when it’s with a man as painfully sexy as Liam, screwed has kind of never felt so good.**Wrong is a raunchy, angsty standalone novel with a HEA.**

    She’s pretty but not beautiful, smart but not a genius, and certainly she thinks she is more than enough for her fiancé. All that changes when she catches his cheating ass in a lie. Needing to get away and start anew, she heads to New York to stay with her best friend and start a new job. Her life becomes complicated when the assets in audit she’s working feel like they’ve been tainted with fraud. However, that’s not her only complication. New Year’s Eve, she meets a sexy stranger at a ritzy hotel. By all accounts, Kalen Brinner with his implied wealth and attractiveness shouldn’t be interested in her. But their combined sexual attraction sparks off like fireworks. Can they survive the heat or will they combust in the flame of their own passion? Circumstances make one of them appear less than trustworthy. And if she’s not careful, she could lose big. One her heart. The other her job. Warning ~ This book contains adult language and sexual situations.

    But a phone call from his brother sends him racing back to help the woman he could never forget. Evie and her family are in trouble, and he’ll do whatever he must to protect them…and earn his way back into her heart.Town librarian Evie Gray never forgave Logan for leaving. She put him, and his bad-boy kisses, behind her and vowed to move on. Now, her family’s in danger, and the only one who can help them is Logan. She needs his help…but can she let him back into her life without taking him to her bed?Evie’s determined to keep him at arm’s length, but Logan won’t take no for an answer. He’ll show her every sensual delight, fulfill her every secret fantasy, shower her with passion until he proves its never too late to go home again.

    Here’s what I know …I was homeless. I’m a recovering drug addict.My inked skin crawls from lustful eyes. I have a serious aversion to women. My gay partner is a home wrecker. I own a gun and I’m a damn good shot. I’m a makeup artist, but it’s an insult to my talent. I’ve never wanted to possess anything except my Ducati … until I met Darby. Now here’s what I know since that day in the ER when she pieced me back together … nothing—but a few random thoughts.My new “friend” is distracting, clingy, and obsessed with acronyms, emojis, and phrases like “breakfast soul mates.” I didn’t want to like her, but she crawled under my skin and swallowed me whole. Now we’re best friends and she’s my new addiction. I'd drink her from a shot glass, snort her up my nose, or inject her into my veins if I could. What I won’t do … is ever tell her that. She doesn’t know me … I don’t know me. When those missing years come back, I think she will hate me … I think I will hate me. My parents named me Patrick Roth, and this is my story.

    I was wrong.I had barely even begun to process their deaths when it started.The love notes, flowers, gifts … all anonymously left on my porch.Then, I opened my door to a dead bird.At first, I thought it had died naturally.I knew that wasn’t the case when I found my neighbor’s cat the next day.Then, the murders started. The victims … women who looked eerily similar to me.I had a stalker. A murderous one.And I had no clue who he was. He never showed me his face. Not even when he carved his final message into me.I survived that night. But my life was over. It had ended the moment Tobias Ripley’s infatuation with me began.So, I changed my name and moved away.Now, I live a life of solitude. I don’t make connections with anyone. Until Jack Canti walks into my life with his sharp eyes and easy smiles.Only Jack isn’t the man he says he is. And when the murders start again, I’m left wondering if it’s a copycat. Or worse … What if Tobias wasn’t the real killer after all … and the murderer has been right here with me all along?

    Facing custody of his teenage daughter and her newborn son, he hires a nanny to handle them both. His attraction to Leigh Foster is an unexpected perk. He's confident the feeling is mutual. But Leigh knows she's on shaky ground. Falling for her new boss could prove devastating—especially if Wyatt finds out her true connection to baby Mikey. But when the billionaire's arms beckon, will she be powerless to refuse?

    Before him, it was heroin. And then they put me here against my will. At the time it seemed like my only viable choice. I preferred stumbling through life numb to it all. But now I’m here, and every sound and every emotion is heightened to a level I never knew existed. Then somehow, in a moment of weakness it became all about him. My counselor. He makes me feel things I never thought possible. But I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to recover...