Evan Lacroix couldn't refuse.Except, it turned out she wasn’t his wife—she was his sister.Oh, the irony. It made it that much sweeter.Unfortunately, when Hope realized his intentions, she didn’t appreciate being a pawn in his game, and the sassy spitfire turned the tables on him.Evan never saw it coming.And now he needs to decide which is more important—love or revenge.This isn’t a book about enemies to lovers. It’s about enemies with benefits—until the line between enemy and lover gets blurred.

    I watch from afar. They have so much fun, so much life in them left to live. Although I deeply yearn to be included, I know it’s best to stay back. They would never accept me, even with their good hearts. I don’t deserve to be included. I’ve done things. Things I’m not proud of. I’ve taken souls. I’ve taken fortunes. I’ve ripped away loved ones and left strong men drowning in the darkest despair. I am broken. I’m evil. So, I hide. I watch. I listen to everything…" NOTE: This is the TWELTH book of the GODS OF CHAOS MOTORCYCLE CLUB series. Each book may be read alone, but they are best read together. To find book one, search for Gods of Chaos Motorcycle Club: The Trilogy. This book is intended for adults 18 & over.

    Join the women of Hope House Women’s Shelter as they find love…with the help of a dog. A lot can happen in ten years. Rachel Goodman can testify to that. She’s been engaged, left at the altar, changed jobs, and moved three thousand miles away from friends and family to take the director position of Hope House Women’s Shelter. Throughout it all, Roxie, her golden retriever mix, has been her faithful companion and friend. A trip to the vet brings a scary diagnosis for Roxie, but it also introduces Rachel to Aaron Bradley. He understands what Rachel feels—he walked that road five years ago. They have an instant connection but can that sustain them into love?

    Angela Head down, eyes peeled for any opportunity to get off the dead-end course my mother carelessly paved for me years ago.My plan takes a sharp turn landing me directly across the hall from Creekwood’s resident bad boys. The three streetbike riding misfits are as stubborn as they are sexy. And they. Are. Sexy. Especially the one with the mocha swirl eyes watching my every move.But even the six-foot hallway separating us can’t keep the overbearing trio from constantly getting in my way.When my past threatens to catch up with me, I quickly learn not every detour promises an easier route, no matter how tempting my new neighbors might make it look. Coty Head up, eyes locked on anything threatening to throw me off the carefully constructed path I have mapped out.I live my life the same way I ride my bike, never once regretting the roads I’ve chosen.Lately though, after years of the same scenery, everything’s starting to blur together. It’s only when our elusive neighbor girl comes out of nowhere that I realize what’s been missing.And now that I have, I don’t think I can let her pass by so quickly. At least not without proving the lengths I’ll go for her first.

    She’s pretending not to care.Growing up, they shared a fence line, first kisses, and a romance that had the whole town talking. But Maren Friar traded her barbed-wire life for city lights and gave up on her childhood dream of marrying the cowboy next door. He’d made it clear that had been nothing more than playing house.Rodeo pickup man Grady Cutter works hard, loves harder, and when he gives his word, it’s his bond. But agreeing to stay away from Maren hurts worse than being bucked off a wild bronco.Now Maren’s returned home to her ranch and Grady is done pretending. With her father no longer standing in their way, they’re finally learning what the grown-up version of their love can look like. But the pretty blonde constantly at Grady’s side makes Maren second guess everything. And she can’t stomach the fact that Grady seems to be the only man in Riverburn to know the real truth behind her father’s mysterious death.Will digging up past secrets ruin their chance at a future forever? Or will they discover that the best love stories are often a lifetime in the making?

    Two lost souls, bound by love, unable to let go.Given a second chance to find his soulmate after a horrific accident takes their lives, a young man returns as a teenager named Dexter Andrews.But there are rules:She won't remember him and he'll have to rely on fragmented memories of the life he once knew.Finding her is one thing; loving her and her self-destructive ways is another.

    Guess I'll have to restrain her.We don't have a ton of crime in this small town.And usually it doesn't involve hot-as-fu@k chefs.As retired Special Forces, I like things safe. Orderly.Suspects are totally off limits.But around Naomi, I can't think with anything except my co@k.To say I'm closed off is an understatement.Watching your best friend die in combat has that effect.Naomi has a way of piercing my armor. She's crept into my chest.Taken up residence in my heart.She may be innocent, but shady sh$t is going down.I want to trust her. Let her in.But my past won't let me.Cuff her, or fu@k her?I'm too lost to choose.This steamy, contemporary, romantic suspense will keep you company tonight, tomorrow, and the day after. No cheating and a satisfying happily ever after!

    when the lights go down?EllieI played because I loved it... it was in my blood.Now I play because it's all I have left. And I'm about to chance it all for him. When the lights go down, and I step off that stage, will he still want me? When he finds out who I really am, what I'm not?LeeHer voice drew me in, her heart is what makes me want to stay. Part of me wants to take care of her, the other wants to break down her walls. I'm not sure I'm ready to risk it all... chasing her down, when I'm struggling to hold on to the only thing I've ever known.

    The job she loves is on the line when she’s faced with writer’s block and given a deadline she knows she can’t meet—that’s until her best friend, Pip, comes up with the perfect idea.Anthea never says no to a dare, and this one is so perfect it will solve all of her problems.Twelve men. Twelve months. Twelve articles. But there’s a catch: Anthea can’t know the real names of the men she dates, and she must only refer to them by a Spanish number. Mister Uno is unsuspecting victim number one. He’s domineering, alluring, wealthy, and a surprise packet Anthea never imagined. Will Anthea be able to hide her identity from each gentleman suitor?Will she complete the dare and keep her job? And will she do it without falling in love?

    Now she's focused on her career and her efforts have finally paid off. A trip to Aspen with her best friend seems like a perfect way to celebrate her big promotion at Marshall Resorts. But meeting the most gorgeous man she has ever seen under awkward circumstances is definitely not a part of her plan. If that’s unexpected, discovering two weeks later that the breathtaking stranger is her new CEO is outright unimaginable. Logan Marshall distanced himself from the drama of his dysfunctional family years ago. But when he’s called back to save the Marshall Resorts after a traitor sold their secrets to a competitor, he can’t let his great-grandfather’s legacy go down in flames. As if taking charge of the family firm in the middle of a scandal wasn’t enough to process, he’s faced with the fact that one of his new employees is the woman he hasn’t been able to stop thinking about since their embarrassing first encounter in Aspen. The atmosphere is tense, the environment is hostile, but when two people are so perfect for each other as Emily and Logan are, can anything stop them? Clean, inspirational romance novella.

    Pandering to his whims is the last thing she needs right now. Ever since he took over the apartment building, he's been making her life a living hell, running her ragged for peanuts a day. But winter storms are made for starting anew. Even if it means making jerks into lovers... A short enemies-to-lovers romance with clean snow and dirty language. Dear Readers, For the winter holiday season I wanted to bring you a heartwarming, low-angst, happy-shivery little novella. Sometimes falling in love means taking a chance...or two. Meet Lia and her sexy neighbor/landlord, March, two residents of New Highland who are made to be together...with a little help from a blizzard. Enjoy! -Deana

    I mean, don't even get me started on that firm, neat butt of his. And there are enough sparks flying between us to set a whole forest on fire, but I don't generally go for overbearing, difficult, growly men.This man is all that and more.So...what to do?Burn a whole forest down or pour a bucket of ice into my bath water every night.Kinda liking the forest idea better at the moment.A Full length Standalone CEO Office romance with HEA.

     Embattled CEO and newly-widowed Stephanie Kerrigan also cares about exactly three things: keeping control of the family business that her board of directors is hellbent on taking away from her, having a baby, and winning the lawsuit Ethan Webb has filed against her. What was Stephanie’s crime? Being married to Pete’s scumbag father. His dead father. So after spending less than an hour with her, what possible reason could Ethan have to suddenly ask Stephanie to marry him? And why in the world would she agree? That’s easy: extreme mutual need. Besides, it’s only for a few weeks. There’s no need for it to get complicated. Until it does.

    My promise to you, the reader: no cheating, no cliffhangers, and a guaranteed HEA.

    No one knows who I really am, and I like it that way. I don’t need people trashing my world: physically or emotionally. Between the greed and the lies; who needs them? I especially don’t need a woman in my life; but then chance, a storm and a pack of wolves blow HER into mine … However, chance is often a circumstance that can be manipulated… Olivia I was about to be the next meal of the resident wolf pack, because I had tripped and fallen on what I thought was snow, but was really a jagged rock. Now I couldn’t walk – I couldn’t even stand. They are so close now, I can’t help but scream. Suddenly, I hear a rifle go off, and I’m saved – by the most handsome man I’ve ever seen. He doesn’t talk much, but when we finally start making music together (real music, with a piano and guitar) I start to see the REAL him. If only this was the real me… This is a standalone novella with powerful sexy women only - no cheating - hot passionate love - HEA and a Mountain Man who loves all the above xo, Anna