Charlotte.I thought I'd lost my bag for good. Until, the cutest guy I ever laid eyes onhung out of the moving train's window holding my bag. He wanted to chuck it to me, but my precious laptop was in it.So we agreed to meet at the next station.To thank my six foot plus Adonis I offered to buy him a drink. It was only right. He saved my bag, and he had twinkling cobalt blueeyes that made my toes curl.He was funny and charming and gorgeous at the bar. And the chemistry... off thecharts, but I had career dreams that didn't include handsome bag rescuers. A few more drinks later I was rethinking my plans.Alex Turner looked like he would be great in bed, and I had a box of condomsback at my place.Surely one night was allowed...A Standalone Full Length ContemporaryRomance With A HEA.

    The PhD had one goal when she stepped her stiletto in Sweet River, Montana; complete her research project and get back to civilization.To her surprise, she quickly found herself enchanted by this foreign world of cowboys, ranches and seasonal traditions that tugged at her heartstrings.All widower Seth Anderssen wants for Christmas is a temporary nanny for his injured daughter. Touched by his SOS, Lauren steps up.The sizzling attraction between the two lonely hearts can’t be denied. It’s soon clear to everyone they belong together. But will a promise made long ago keep Lauren from a lifetime of happiness in this sexy cowboy’s arms?

    My heart now belongs to him- Antonio Robert Heart, the underboss of the Heart Syndicate that governs over New York and its five boroughs. He rules with an unwavering hand yielding the blade of his knife, but when his strong hands touch me, I become liquid. I melt into his all-consuming prowess.The thing is, he doesn't want me... even though he craves me. AntonioI don’t date. I don’t love. I don’t want marriage and I do not want children. I only allow myself companionship when the desire is there.Lilah Tomlinson was supposed to be one night-one hour at the most. I was a fool.My desire for her prevailed and I let her in... only to find out she has betrayed me. That muscle in my chest, the one she has penetrated and brought to life, it shrivels with the worst kind of anger: WRATH.***This book is a dark romance with strong sexual content and violent scenes. If you are uncomfortable with either of these situations please do not read! 18+Chapter OneANTONIOHer lips feel incredible. Her smile is one of many I have seen gazing up at me from the spare room floor of my penthouse. She licks the corner of her lip. Her smile turns mischievous. I see a glint of craziness flicker in her pupils. Oh, yeah, the next hour or two will be fun. What she doesn't know is that her time is limited. I'll use her just like she is using me. She uses me for who I am-for the stature and clout I hold predominantly in the state of New York, but across the country as well. The society girl just moved up the ladder a couple of notches by getting to spend the night with the infamous Antonio Heart, the bad boy of New York City. Though, she is only getting a couple hours out of me. I sound arrogant as fuck, I know, but it is what it is and will always be that way. I use her only for what she was genetically born with. There will be no insta-love at the end of this transaction. She is disposable. I'll throw her out before she can take that post orgasmic breath. My fingers grip the brown hair at the back of her head. I let my knees relax and sink into the rhythm of her ministrations, allowing her to freely perform for me. Because that’s what this is. A performance, an act… it’s all fake. I need what she has, and she wants what I can give her. I'll give her that minute she needs to make herself feel good. Then I'll take over. No one but one man governs me. Whether she thinks it or not right now, I am in control. I am always in control. I let my eyes close, letting myself feel what's happening to my body. Damn. It's been a minute. I release a breath, relaxing further. Between being exhausted of spending time with self-boasting, fake women that fall into the starfish position and wait for the magic to happen when they get here, and redoing my newly acquired club, Temptations, I can't remember the last time I actually enjoyed a blowjob. Another minute passes before I’ve had enough. She is lucky I have let her have this long. I hear the familiar chirp from my phone sitting on the edge of the mattress, alerting me of an incoming message. I ignore the first chirp but then three more consecutive alerts sound. My blood starts flowing, becoming a virulent serpentine gliding through my veins. Not from the woman on her knees in front of me, although she is pretty talented with her tongue, but because I know that those consecutive messages are ones I have been waiting for. I need to move this along. She’s playing with me, which was fine for the moment, but now it’s not. I’m halfway there. My fingers twist in her overly stiff hair she primped to what she thought was perfection for a night out club hopping. I knock her hands away from my swelled length and let my hips take over. The repetitive flexing of my hips progress to a faster speed as the seconds tick. She lets out a long moan. My phone chirps again and again. My shoulders tense because of the alerts and my thighs mirror my shoulders. I am close. I can feel it in my bones, they got him. I need to hurry this along. With three more thrusts, I plunge as deep as I can with a release so strong my knees almost buckle. She gasps at the sudden unexpected surge of salty heat. No warning was needed. She knew what she was down there for. My energy is momentarily zapped. My breathing is still heavy when in one swift moment, I pull from the warmth of her mouth, tuck myself away, refasten the zipper to my slacks, and lunge for my phone. I hear her whine from behind me. I take the steps away, creating more distance. Always alert, I hear her fumble. I turn back and glance at her. I shouldn’t have turned my back on her to begin with. My screen comes to life with the print of my finger and so does my lineage. A lifelong blood oath is now rapidly flowing through my veins with the speed of revenge as its leader. I’m re-energized from the thrill of the business that awaits. I survey the woman that holds my semen in the hollow of her insides. “Time to go.” I reach down and grab her purse off the bed and toss it to her. Her mouth flaps open, becoming unhinged. Quickly, she snaps it shut. Her eyes become slits and her jaw tenses, clenching with each fuck you sentence forming in her head. Before she can formulate those words, I advance in her direction. “I said it’s time to go. I won’t tell you again…” I add insult to injury when I can’t remember her name. Honestly, I don’t think I even asked her what her name was. It didn’t matter, she won’t get a second go with me. I have my regulars. They know the deal.I’m in. I’m out.“You don’t even know my name!” She slaps her purse against her thigh.“No. Now get out!” ********I slammed the gearshift into first gear. My black Testoni-covered foot hits the accelerator with force. With a jerk of the wheel, I peel out into the back alley, black tread left behind to melt into the asphalt. I speed through the city streets, heading towards the warehouse that holds my men and the man they captured–the rat that betrayed the family. The closer I get to my second home the more the usual smell of iron and sea air fills my senses. The metallic sting is an igniter to every fiber of my being and a catalyst for an explosion of electrifying currents that snap every nerve ending. Every single time that distinct smell fills the air, it punches me in the gut and brings me right back to my first kill–the day I became a Made Man. It was the same day I made my boss proud and my father mournful. My cherry was popped with a man who betrayed the family. A man who pledged his allegiance to protect and serve. The price for his disloyalty was his life. My father gave me the honor and without a second glance, at the age of fifteen, I took the offered gun from my predecessor, the one he had engraved with my name, the one I still have today sitting in my safe at home, and I put a bullet right between the rat’s eyes as I recited our family motto. Family is everything.Family protects you.Without family, you have nothing.If you betray one of us, you betrayed all of us.

    A place for the elite. The billionaire playboys playground. Why? It’s of a club of a different variety. Wild masquerade parties every night. The kind of where you wear a mask and attend in your finest lingerie. Yes… I’m the shy wallflower who got dragged there for her birthday. But, that was how I met Joshua Tanner. Tanner as in Tanner Enterprises, the people who currently hold my future in their hands. He takes an interest in me and there’s no way I’m saying no to him. Everything changes when the masks go on and the lights go out. And, so do I…

    He may be able to take my body, but he will never have my heart. It’s only a week. One week in the bed of the city’s most notorious criminal. I can handle it. I have to. But I don’t count on his scorching sensuality, his surprising sweetness. His fierce protectiveness. I know he’s the last man in the world I should fall for, but his touch ignites something deep inside me. His dark, tormented soul calls to mine, draws me in, forces me to feel things I’ve never allowed myself to feel before… Dmitry Working as a hit man for the Russian Mafia, my life is nothing but an endless abyss of violence and solitude. My only goal is to keep my head down and do my job until I’ve repaid my debt and can get the hell out. I’m so close. Soon, I will be able to put this life of blood and death behind me. Until I see her. Daisy. Sweet. Innocent. With a core of hardened steel. Everything I’ve ever wanted, and everything I know I can never deserve. In a world full of darkness and cruelty, Daisy is like a ray of sunlight shining down into the pits of my personal hell. She is the light to my darkness, the innocence to my depravity. I will move heaven and earth to make her mine. And God help anyone who gets in my way. ** A full-length 67,000 word standalone, sizzling hot romance set in a dark landscape with no cheating, no cliffhanger, and a guaranteed HEA! This book involves explicit scenes, dark themes, and may contain triggers, but amid the violence and danger, two souls learn the true meaning of love and sacrifice. **

    Hell, I've done some things that would give most serial killers nightmares.But nothing has ever gutted me like finding Raylynn-- beaten, raped, drugged, and barely holding onto life in a filth ridden basement where she'd been for six months.I've never attached to someone the say I did her the moment I walked in that room and now, all I want to do it protect her. It's going to take a long time to build her back up, physically and mentally, to the woman she was before this, but every fiber of my being wants to be the man who does that for her.The men that kidnapped and shattered her aren't going to let her go so easily though, and even if I hate her choices, if I don't respect them, I risk her hating me too-- and then I'd lose her forever.

    Still, her life isn't a complete dumpster fire. She has great friends. One in-particular makes her feel safe and protected, even if a bit sexually frustrated!The thought of settling down has never appealed to Aiden Lawson. At least it hadn't until he met the smart, sexy, and utterly irresistible Novah Bankston. Every time she is around, crazy thoughts of forever pop into his head. It's too bad that she is off-limits.No one could have predicted that a shared vacation among friends would turn into a fight for survival. The threat of death forces Aiden and Novah to confront their very real desire for one another. With temperatures dropping well below zero, and no shelter in sight, will the heat of their passion be enough to keep them alive?Snowbound is a PASSIONATE and RIVETING friends-to-lovers romance. For mature audiences only.

    Some would say an introvert. And they’re all right. I like to keep to myself and I love being in my own little world. One day, maybe I’ll be a cat lady. No, scratch that, I’m not a cat person. Dogs? Fish? Whatever. Point is, because of my past, I don’t do well with people.Then one day, in the only place outside of my home that I feel comfortable, my world is turned upside down. In walks a man, in his police uniform, who stops me dead in my tracks. Which, of course, I proceed to stare at him, and he catches me. Awesomesauce.Think he left me alone? Nope. On his way out, he even said goodbye and get me to notice him one more time. And now the one place I loved and felt safe is tainted. Guess I’ll have to just work at home now.At least I'll never have to see him again.Trigger warning: May contain triggering content for some readers. Neighbors is a friends to lovers romance book. 80,000+ words. This is a standalone novel with a HEA.

    I’m no choirboy and don’t shy away from hard living, but I draw the line at hurting women. Rage, our president, wants war with the Brimstone Lords—yeah, it’ll be a cold day in hell before I let that happen. He’s toxic to the MC. It’s about time the Bedlam Horde clean house. If this is how he wants to play—then game on.NicolaI’ve devoted my life to helping women escape trafficking ever since the day I was rescued. But when I saw our safe house destroyed, one woman having survived the nightmare and the others I swore to protect dead or missing, I knew I needed stronger allies in this battle. Our enemy knows us by name. They’re coming for us, if we don’t take them out first. In order to protect us, I have to put my trust in the thing I fear most—a man.Gun the engine and hold on tight! USA Today Bestseller, Sarah Zolton Arthur, delivers sizzling romance mixed with a thrill a minute adventure in the Bedlam Horde series!

    She moves to the clubhouse, but she’s unsure if it’s the right place for her. While her mom is being taken care of by professionals, Tara needs to find out where she fits in.Traeger takes one look at Tara and knows she’s his. He just has to get over the guilt of his last girlfriend’s death to move on with Tara. Can he make peace with his past before he loses his chance at love again?

    Sinner. Heartless monster. I don’t care what anyone calls me. I did bad things in my past and served time. 8 years in prison made me harder and colder. But there’s one woman who can change me.
 The moment I saw her, I knew I had to commit another sin. Mina’s heart, mind, body and soul… I want everything of her. She makes me feel alive. Again.

 But my MC brothers don’t care about that. They don’t care about Mina. And I can’t stand that. They want to steal her fathers’ rare art collection. And I’m not going to let that happen. I will protect her, no matter what. It doesn’t matter how many more sins I have to commit. I will go through everyone like fire just to save Mina. I love her. Nobody stands a chance against this ruthless Sinner! Sinner is a steamy 60,000+ words full length novel with no cliffhangers, no cheating and a guaranteed HEA! Free bad boy romance books included inside for a limited time as bonus. Grab your copy.

    She's a broken-hearted city slicker seeking refuge. Can rancher Rhett Montgomery overcome his bitterness and loss for a second chance at love?When Danielle Roberts discovers her husband of three years is cheating on her, her life falls apart. On a whim, she retreats to the small town of Cedar Falls, freshly divorced, and hoping to lick her wounds at Montana Wilds Ranch Resort.Rhett Montgomery works himself to the bone, burying the sorrow of his past in his business and avoiding his sister's attempts at pushing him back into the dating pool. So when one of his ranch hands is injured and a long term visitor with clear blue eyes and long dark hair offers to take his place, he refuses her help. But his sister intervenes, and before he knows it, he's stuck with a female ranch hand.Why does he have a feeling this is just another one of her set-ups?Too bad he'll have to squash any hopes of a blooming romance between him and the newcomer.Yet somehow, the more he pushes Danny away, the more she softens his heart of stone.

    The throwing part is where the cliche ends for me. He doesn't look endeared by the incident, nor amused. He looks mad as freaking hell. My brain freezes, mental capability flees, and I look away from his penetrating gaze, but that brings my focus to his chest, where coffee drips down onto his doubtless expensive shoes.I want to die. I have never wanted to die before, but if a magic wish were granted me now, I would happily cease to exist. I've just thrown a full and very hot cup of coffee all over my very hot new boss.

    She’s spared from a fate worse than death when Knox Carter takes an interest in her. Knox rules the city with an iron fist and he doesn’t take no for an answer. Knox is a monster. He claims Leah is now his property but he treats her like a queen. Leah can’t fall in love with a mobster, but once he conquers her body, she knows her heart won’t be far behind.One look and Knox’s become obsessed with the curvy waitress with the fire in her eyes. Knox’s not a good man. He’s mauled down numerous corpses to create his empire. He’s not afraid of bloodshed. Taking a woman was never part of his plans but Knox is beginning to change his mind. Every king needs a queen and he knows Leah’s the goddess he’s been waiting for his entire life.

    Here we don't hide in the shadows. I am vengeance wrapped in a pretty package, but you can call me Sin, everyone else does. I’m a weapon and as such I live for one thing only, to bring death where I’m aimed. That is until the night she walks into the moonlight. Raven Blackthorne taunts me with her beauty and innocence. She doesn’t belong in my world, even if it is her father who’s trapped me here. I’m not good for her, but maybe I’m exactly who she needs to help her escape it. Unless I break her first.