Just as small, adorable, and helpless.These guys will eat her alive.I want to go over there, pick her up, and take her away from this place. I want to lock her in my room where it’s safe. Where only I can lay eyes on those soft tender curves.But I can’t move.I’ve never been like this… so, paralyzed in the presence of a girl. Utterly helpless in my feelings for her.But when I see another man touch her, something in me snaps.My civility is gone. Hundreds of years of human progress, culture, and civilization are wiped out with a single touch.I’m back in the dark ages. I’m primal. Barbaric.I’m a goddamn caveman about to beat the life out of a rival mate who dared to step into my territory.The touch breaks me. The restraints of society crack and fall to the floor.I’m free to defend and take what’s mine.And most importantly, I’m free to claim her as my own.After one look at his girl, Colton shows just how much of an Over-The-Top possessive alpha he really is. SAFE, no cheating, and a sweet HEA that will have you grinning and blushing!

    He's too crude for me. Fantasy is where this twisted thing should end.Chris Cleveland tempts me because he's wrong. Swoon-worthy, all-American Navy SEAL. Bad boy. Manwhore.I didn't know he was off limits the night we got hot and heavy. I didn't know our folks were hitched.Hell, I definitely didn't know I could ever want what I'm not supposed to have this badly, and one more smirk of his devilish lips just might bring me to my knees...There's a lot I don't know anymore.And he's about to teach me.CHRISLove's a goddamned joke. I bed women between missions and rock their worlds with military precision. I never taste, touch, or tease the same chick twice.Get in, get out, and leave her a breathless mess always worked flawlessly - until Cordelia.I can't pry my perfect new stepsister out of my skull. I've never wanted to corrupt a girl so bad. She's my new target, my conquest, my obsession.Lucky I'm a SEAL. Losing isn't in my blood.But Delia's already lost, and her panties are about to be in flames.

    Wrong become Mr. Right? My mother is dying. Without the experimental trial she’ll succumb to her cancer. Our bills are out of control and I’m desperate. Desperate enough to accept a mysterious, sexy stranger’s inappropriate proposal. The terms... My body is his to do as he pleases. He doesn’t care about my pleasure.I say yes and I get paid.Deny him one time and it all ends. I should stop what I started, but it didn’t take long to become addicted to his forbidden touch. Now all I want is for him to do bad things...***Jameson Clark spiraled out of control years ago. Drugs and alcohol nearly ruined his life but somehow he managed to get himself back on track. His career as a political consultant is at an all time high but his personal life is lacking. Old habits die hard but the addictions that almost killed him must stay buried. He needs an outlet. Something to take the edge off. Sex. Unattached, no commitment sex. He’s found the perfect candidate for what he has in mind.Struggling legal intern Cecilia Keller’s world is crumbling around her. College debts and her mother’s medical bills are more than she can handle. Working hard seems to be getting her nowhere. No matter what she does she can’t manage to get ahead until an intriguing stranger with a tormented soul makes her an improper offer. Straight up sex. When he wants it and how he wants it. Nothing else. No small talk, no dating, and definitely no intimacy. No one has to know he’s paying her.As the unlikely pair move forward neither expect for their arrangement to turn into anything more than what it is. When Cecilia becomes infatuated with Jameson she knows he can never be the one she can turn to. What happens when she breaks one of the terms of their deal? Can Jameson walk away without looking back? Just who needs who?

    End of story. Unless your new employee happens to be the most alluring surprise you’ve come across in years… And is now carrying your baby! Chantel: Who am I kidding? This is Kolt Zane we are talking about. AKA Kolt Zane, the mega-rich, mega- successful and mega-sexy millionaire who also happens to be a notorious playboy – and my new boss. Besides, I don’t have that kind of experience with men, period, let alone with a man whose very look can bring me to my knees. Not to mention that this is the first real job I’ve ever had. I can’t afford to mess it up and let down my dad again, after all he’s been through. But how can I resist the same man whose orders I’m not only obliged to follow, I take absolute pleasure in following? Kolt: This can’t happen. I’ve got a failing tie business to focus on, and more than that, a dark secret to protect. If anyone found out just what I did in the past, the truth wouldn’t destroy just me, but everything I care about. Maybe I can let a little fling with the woman who gets me so hard slide, but that’s it. How am I supposed to forget about her, though, when spending time with her just gets me more insanely addicted than ever?

    Even me. The package in my mail had no name, no address. Just some sexy lingerie, and a letter telling me that I was claimed. That I already belonged to him. I thought it was a mistake. No one would send something like that to a girl like me. The most exciting part of my day was getting to marathon a new show on Netflix. But the gifts kept coming. And the messages got more personal. He'd write things like, “Thinking about you drives me wild.” Or, “How will our lips feel when we finally kiss?” I won't lie, I was starting to fall for a stranger. Then he wanted to meet. He's gorgeous, charming, an actual damn billionaire. He's everything a girl could want. But he has a secret. What if he isn't a stranger at all? Standalone novel with a HEA, no cliffhangers here! Contains a bad boy billionaire with hot tattoos and one hell of a dirty mouth.

    Hot Sex. Money and Voyeurs. What could possibly go wrong?The ad is simple: For exhibitionists who possibly need some doe - m4wIt's the unlikely answer to my unemployment prayers, but when he touches me and takes me to new heights of ecstasy, it becomes something else entirely.He's so much more than a chiseled body and great partner in bed--and therein lies the problem.I can't fall in love with my boss. It was the only rule when he hired me.He doesn't believe in happily ever after and hides a secret so painful, he won't let anyone close--even me.Loving him will only end in heartache, but it's too late.He already owns me mind, body, and soul.Can I find a way to break the block of ice surrounding his heart, or will I lose myself trying to reach him?***If you enjoy crazy hot sex, an alpha male who knows how to take control, and a newly empowered female then don't delay - scroll up and one-click now!***

    Not to mention I’m packing a sizable bulge below the belt. It’s a combination that drops panties on a regular basis. Yay, me, right? But my cock, troublemaker that he is, has been confined to my trousers by my business partner. A concession I agreed to, and one that’s never been hard to enforce until Emery moves in across the hall. She’s smart, young, determined, and sexy as hell. I want a taste. I won’t stop until I’m buried deep inside the succulent new-in-town brunette. After being warned about my past, she does her best to steer clear, but I’m about to show her that underneath it all, I’m a guy with a heart of gold and a cock of steel. My name is Hayden Oliver, and this is my story. Book 2, Monster Prick: Over my dead body. That's what I told Gracie when she informed me of her plan to pick some random guy she met online to get rid of her pesky virginity. If anyone is touching her, it's going to be me. I shouldn't even be considering it, but I can't get it out of my head: her, under me, begging me. *** Arrogant. Cocky. Prick. Those are the words I'd use to describe my older brother's dangerously handsome best friend. When he learned of my plan to kick off my white cotton briefs, ditching my good girl persona once and for all by losing my virginity to the first eligible bachelor I could find, he flipped out. Said over his dead body. He says if anyone's going to do it, it's going to be him. I hate that I'm even considering his offer. But I am ... I sooo am. Ever since he suggested it, all I can think about is his cocky smile on those full lips as he's driving in to me. But if we cross that line ... will I ever be able to go back? MONSTER PRICK, a sexy romantic comedy, is a spin off novella from SCREWED, but can be read as a standalone, as it features a new couple.

    But Damien doesn't give interviews, and especially not to a shy, clumsy girl like me. Until he spots me in the mass of journalists at one of his lavish parties. Damien decides I'm worthy of his attention, and I promise to let him do anything if he answers my questions. I'm only a step away from falling for him, and he wants to make me his dirty plaything at any cost. I know I've signed a deal with the devil. And Mr. Pierce sure likes his whips and chains... .99c for a limited time! Includes FREE bonus book - Outlaw's Baby. Dirty Plaything is a full-length bad boy billionaire novel with light BDSM. No cliffhanger, no cheating and a happy ending.

    Desperate, I took the advice of my best friend and roommate, Katy, and started my own business in a last ditch effort to prevent a full on meltdown into bankruptcy.Little did I expect my first client to be a man like Grey Sinclair. Young, rich and cruelly handsome, he had a reputation for making women squirm in his presence. When I first saw his image in a photo, I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel an irritating stir in places I shouldn't have.Even so, if I failed at making a good impression on him, it could not only mean the end of my business but all my dreams as well. With that much on the line, I would have no problem keeping my urges in check. Right?

    These are games for grown-ups, and Ellie’s not sure of the rules They were her heroes, her golden boys. But the two men she’s loved since they were all at school together don’t even recognise her. A chance encounter on a train threatens to destroy Ellie’s fragile dream. Reunited with the now Duke of Erskine and his best friend, international footballer Declan Stone, she lies yet again to protect herself. But this time she doesn’t get away with it. They want her, they always did. And there was a time she would have done anything for them. But can the quiet, studious Ellie learn to play grown-up games with two rich and powerful men? Does she dare to? What will Her Two Doms demand of her, and does she want to be sucked into their world again?

    I’m a billionaire virtuoso. My hands are magical on and off the stage. That’s to say nothing of the finely tuned instrument between my legs. Life’s easy when you’ve got more money than God. A new girl every day of the week. Endless, panty-dropping charm. Until Little Miss Innocent walked through my office door. She’s my new personal assistant, untouched and unconquered. I want to be her first, her everything. To make her sing. There’s just one problem... She’s not who she says she is And the truth’s going to break more than her heart. Mixing equal parts heat, action and all-out emotion, Adagio is a full-length, standalone bad boy romance with a happily ever after and no cheating. It includes bonus content for a limited time.

    He may have wealth, but what he doesn’t have is patience—for people who include the opposite sex. Loving his solitude, Trent was taken by surprise with his need to possess his new neighbor. Lily Mason’s life is in transition. Moving in with her father and his wife and kids, she’s regretting the decision immediately. Per her father’s bidding, she knocks on the rumored curmudgeon’s door. Knock. Knock. Expecting to be snarled at, she was surprised to see a beast of a different kind. The man answered the door with just a towel around his waist and a smirk across his chiseled face. Running scared, she leaves before she can be locked away. Trent loses the opportunity to trap her in his old mansion when she flees, but he’s not giving up. Because once he gets her in his home, he’s never letting her out. Their love is instant and explosive.

    Watched over me. Protected me. Though he’s older than me, I’ve always seen him as someone I can relate to on every level. He still sees me as a little girl, so I tell myself I have to let him go. Then the world comes crashing down on me. And where do I run? Right into his open arms. Now that I’m grown up, I want him to see me as more than the little girl he used to dote on. I want him to see me as the woman who loves him with every breath I take.She’s always had a place in my heart. When she was little, I loved spoiling her. As she got older, I was happy to be a shoulder for her to lean on. And when she was all grown up? That’s when I realized I needed distance, that I couldn’t trust myself around her. She’s too young, too innocent, too everything-I’m-not. That doesn’t stop me from keeping tabs on her, though. Watching her every move from afar. Until one day she comes running, and I finally let myself hope for more. But can she love the man who’s kept her at arm’s length the past few years? Or will she run again when she finds out all I’ve done to make her mine?

    Bills were piling up, adding up to more money than I could ever make. Mom's hospital bills. My baby brother's tuition. My tuition. Rent. Electricity. All of it on my shoulders. And I had just lost my job. There was no hope, no money in my account, no work to be found. And then, just when I thought all hope was lost, I found an envelope in the mail. No return address. My name on the front, my address. Inside was a check, made out to me, in the amount of ten thousand dollars. Enough to pay the bills and leave me some left over to live on until I found a job. Enough to let me focus on classes. There was no name on the check, just "VRI Inc.," and a post office box address for somewhere in the city. No hint of identity or reason for the check or anything. No mention of repayment, interest, nothing…except a single word, on the notes line: "You." Just those three letters.If you receive a mysterious check, for enough money to erase all your worries, would you cash it?I did.The next month, I received another check, again from VRI Incorporated. It too contained a single word: "belong."A third check, the next month. This time, two words. Four letters. "To me."The checks kept coming. The notes stopped. Ten thousand dollars, every month. A girl gets used to that, real quick. It let me pay the bills without going into debt. Let me keep my baby brother in school and Mom's hospice care paid for. How do you turn down what seems like free money, when you're desperate? You don't. I didn't.And then, after a year, there was a knock on my door. A sleek black limousine sat on the curb in front of my house. A driver stood in front of me, and he spoke six words: "It's time to pay your debt."Would you have gotten in?I did.It turns out $120,000 doesn't come free.

    Holly is mine.I'll protect her no matter what.