Winston, Ava’s semi-aware house, doesn’t like the fact that Olivia is there baking while Ava isn’t home.Hey, at least Ava can be sure she doesn’t need a security system.

    The crusher of childhood fairy tales. McCoy Graves is arrogant. A jerk. McCoy Graves is my brother’s best friend…and my new boss. Oh, and did I mention, he’s also the love of my life? ’Cause, yeah, there’s that, too. My name is Eastlyn Hatfield, and this is a story about our feud.

    

    I know it did for me. The irony is when blood’s shed, those who hold you dear come rushing in. It’s when Delilah came back, even when I thought she was done with me, even after I fucked everything up.She came to my bedside and it made me realize there’s a sliver of hope. If she didn’t care, she wouldn’t have come, and if all hope was gone, she wouldn’t have shown up.I destroyed what we had, but now I’m doing everything within my power to make it better than ever. I made a grave mistake when I lost her and now I’ll win her back, no matter what it takes.

    Triple-check.Jude Cauthon is nerdy and sweet and awkward in all the right ways. As the Chief Technical Officer of the company, he spends long hours showing me the ropes at the company, with plenty of late nights with just the two of us huddled around his computer screen. And after one especially productive evening at the office? We can’t stop thinking about each other.Owen March, on the other hand? He’s the cocky know-it-all CEO who struts around like he's the second coming of Jesus. Sure, he's young and smoking hot and has enough confidence to lead an army into battle. And yeah, his smoldering emerald gaze sends shivers up my spine every time he glances in my direction. But soon his teases and taunts take on a playful edge, and I begin looking forward to the hacker pranks we've been pulling on each other…Then there's Furio Rossi, the Italian billionaire who just invested in our company. He's the tall, dark, and handsome descendant of Roman royalty, and he kisses my hand and fawns over me like I'm an angel sent from heaven. And when he invites me to Italy to audit one of his tech companies, I wonder how deep his affection goes.Can we get this tech startup off the ground and turn it into a billion-dollar company?Or will all our hard work--and the love we've found along the way--be for nothing?SHARED BY THE BILLIONAIRES is a sizzling reverse harem love story filled with humor, suspense, and scintillating action. HEA guaranteed!

    I did my own thing, played by my own rules.Which is why after my dad died I ran away from everything, only to find myself in a small town, at a tiny bar, hustling drinks to the truckers that liked to sneak peeks of my boobs. They clearly thought I didn’t notice. Oh, I noticed, and if they were nice enough about it I might let them see more than some well-placed cleavage in the back room. Hey, a girl on the move has to take her needs into her own hands, and sometimes my battery-powered boyfriend just isn’t good enough. It was all a good time until one of those handsome bikers that passed my way wanted a bit more than a backroom boink. Damn it all, these guys are persistent.Except there is something about him that makes me want to be around him, and hug him... and kiss him. Not exactly what my internal ‘lone wolf’ is used to. Except it turns out, I’m not the ‘wolf’ in this equation at all… and Luke has been searching for me for a while. A Shifter Romance with secrets, mystery, and lots of pulsing muscles. Happily Every After Guaranteed!

    I tear the tag off whatever my sister gifts me, add a five-dollar amazon gift card, and hand it off to him.It’s not until my sister sends me a text that I realize how terrible of a decision that was.Georgia: Why haven’t you sent me a 'LOL' about the brand-new vibrator I got you? I really do hope that you use your boss’s face as a muse, like my note says. :-)If that’s not bad enough, this year’s "luxury trip" will be in my hometown--the place I've avoided for years. At the resort that my grandmother owns...If the universe gets me out of this, I will never ‘regift’ anything ever again…

    Spending years loving him from afar, she’s watched and waited for him to notice her as more than his sister’s best friend, but he never has. He’s made it clear that he would only ever consider her a little sister and friend. And after her parents’ disastrous marriage and divorce, she’s finally accepted that love is only for the lucky.But luck has never been on her side.Ben Dimarco hasn’t been living for a long time. After a horrible end to a relationship he thought meant everything to him, he’s given up on the idea of love. Choosing to focus on his education and career, he only spends time with women who want something as shallow as he does and refuses to admit his feelings for a woman he shouldn’t desire.Until she starts living life without him.And he realizes love has been standing in front of him the whole time.Just when he decides to go after everything he wants, jealousy rears its ugly head, and life as Ben knows it is torn apart. He’ll need the strength of his entire family to battle a past that should have been buried years ago so he can plan a future that includes the woman he’s always loved.But can a fragile relationship survive the storm, or will the damage tear them apart?Charlie is the seventh book in the Dimarco Series. Can be read as a standalone.

    Oops. Not my finest moment — but I have nothing to be ashamed of.She thought I was no better, and I quote, than the knuckle-dragging douche-bags she was never dating again.It was a stupid dare from a girl I’d met online, but since she’d given me a fake number, I didn’t feel bad that my interests were suddenly focused elsewhere — on the fiery and sharp-tongued, Peyton that I found myself sparring with over text for the rest of the evening.The following day, my case of mistaken identity came back to bite me in the banana.When I strolled into the office, I was introduced to Peyton as the new client I needed to win over. The Peyton, in case you're not tracking.And let’s just say she had my full attention.Brains? Check. Beauty? Oh yeah. And the best part? She hated me on sight. Dear God, do I love a challenge. Let the games begin.