Which Billionaire is your best match?Power, money, good looks—they have it all!Or so it seems.They have no problems making big bucks.They have no problems getting hot dates.But what they all need is more than that, they need a partner in life!Lucky for them, there’s someone who knows just how to find them the perfect match...

     I don't date bikers. It's my one cardinal rule. No rough, rugged, tattooed egotistical maniacs on two wheels. Even if they are gorgeous, brilliant, and sport the prefix Doctor. Bottom line, bikers are nothing but trouble. T.R.O.U.B.L.E Dr. Devlin Dane has had his sights set on my panties for months. But I've done a stellar job of fending him off. As Mercy Medical's most eligible bachelor, he has no problem in the panty dropping department. He's tall, dark, and inked all over. I get the appeal, I'm not dead. I'm not stupid either. He's a walking heartbreak waiting to happen. But when Reese Dane comes crashing into my life - literally- the game suddenly changes. Reese, the dark, brooding, motorcycle racing champion, knows exactly how to apply the right pressure on and off the track. The two have an unstoppable pull like centrifugal force, and both bad boy bikers are determined to take me on a high-powered ride I'll never forget... *MOTO is an unconventional (ménage) standalone novel. Spare panties and a box of tissues may be required.

    . . until I broke one, betraying the woman I love.It was never a game.*Snake's book can be read as a standalone. It is the first book in the Battle Born MC, Sacramento California Chapter*Contains graphic situations and triggers, not suitable for some readers

    A critical deadline. A blizzard and a couple of dangerous escaped fugitives on the loose. What else could go wrong? Try being forcibly removed from my rental cabin by a couple of mouth-droppingly sexy men from the ranger patrol, insisting it was for my own good. Own-good my ass! I had work to do and they were seriously messing with my timeline. I could handle myself, thank you very much. However, what I felt to be an outrageous violation of my rights seems to be turning into just what I may have needed when the three of us become snowed in and we only have each other to keep ourselves entertained, spiking the creative juices in me to an all-time high. The problem is that our situation is only temporary, and they’ve been very clear they’re not into the whole relationship thing. I just need to keep emotions out of it and use them for inspiration—sadly that’s easier said than done...

     Sex Material… It’s what I’m known around town for. A rock-hard body, covered in tattoos with a sizeable bulge that women spend their nights fantasizing about. Women track me down, needing someone that will take them rough without holding back. They find me because they need a distraction from reality. They need something to get their mind off of the boyfriend who screwed them over or the job promotion they got passed over on at work. Sometimes it’s just because they need someone reckless in the bedroom before settling down with the right one. ‘Cause I’m not that guy. Nowhere close. I’m not the suit wearing, flower-buying guy you take home to meet the parents. I’m not the guy who will make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Not anymore. I was boyfriend material once. Would’ve even made a good husband. Until one night changed everything. These women come to me because they need an escape to cope with the real world, but none of them know I need it more than them. I need something to make me feel alive. Something to get my heart beating again. Then Cami shows up in my hometown, broken-hearted and pissed off at the world, needing an escape from her cheating ex. She’s the only one that doesn’t want to use my body. In fact, she wants nothing to do with it and has no problems telling me so. She’s interested in one thing only from me—to move into my rental property. But the problem with that is the more we fight, the deeper she buries herself in my soul. Sex material is what I’m good at, but for the first time, it may not be enough.

    much less three of them, nearly ten years my junior.But Jacob, Tate and Cole have favors to give. And trading favors is always fun.Serena's in trouble, in more ways than one. Her house is falling apart, and her life's in shambles. Waitressing isn't paying the bills left behind by a husband who flew to Europe three years ago, and sent nothing back but divorce papers.Cue Jacob, the irrepressible, sun-bronzed landscaper who insists on mowing her lawn - among other things - for free. There's Tate, the gorgeous green-eyed mechanic hellbent on restoring the classic car left in her garage, and their friend Cole, the ripped, beautiful contractor with arms like bridge cables and a hammer to match.By day they're working together on Serena's problems in the all best possible ways. By night they're sharing her grateful rewards, equally and willingly between them.Emotional bonds weren't on the menu, and attachments certainly weren't supposed to form. But when love rears it's beautiful head and throws yet another wrench into the works? The four of them may need to re-define their budding new relationship.Can Serena and her saviors come to an ultimate arrangement? Or will it all fall apart like a house of cards?TRADING WITH THE BOYS is a sizzling reverse harem love story filled with humor, suspense, and butterfly-inducing action. HEA guaranteed!

    But Seth is a workaholic millionaire and doesn't have time to meet someone. Someone who won't screw him over, like his kid's mother.  Only problem is this someone has secretly been in love with him since high school. I've been hiding it forever, not wanting to risk our friendship. Sleeping with him is my biggest fantasy. And I've fantasized plenty, being a virgin. Another thing he doesn't know.Now I have to make the biggest decision of my life.Is having a no strings attached affair just to make a baby better than never having him at all?Author’s note: this case of insta-love and insta-naked-time has been brewing for over a decade. Babymaking has never been so hot…or so funny…or so complicated.Author’s Note part deux: Have My Baby is a standalone rom com with a romantic HEA ending and no cliffhanger.

    A bad cowboy. A dirty secret. Ready to figure this one out? She used to be like my little sister. Now her curves make me choke on my beer. But she’s broke, and I’m the reason. Not that she knows. It’s my secret. I’ll make it up to her though. I’ll offer her a job. To be the live-in nanny at my ranch. I’ll win her for me with my cowboy abs. Seriously, who can resist those? She’ll be screaming for more before she knows it. All I need to do is keep my secret from her. Or she’ll leave. And I want her to stay. This is a 97-page billionaire romance with a single dad and an innocent girl. It is a stand-alone story with an HEA, so no cliffhangers! Be prepared for panty-melting talk and lots of steam. Most definitely for 18+ readers.

    This book is for mature readers ages 18 and up. It contains sex, sex, and more sex with a porn star. It briefly touches on M/F/M and M/F/F. Adult Films. XXX Movies. Porn.These are the kind of movies I've never planned to watch. It was a taboo topic where I grew up. As a kid I had only heard of it in passing. In middle school my parents would talk about my creepy uncle Frank and how he should look for a job instead of watching "those movies" all day. In High School boys thought it was funny to ask my friends and me to star in the amateur adult films they were making. In college most of my guy friends watched them, but I never had. When I moved to California that changed.After surprising my fiancé at home and catching him screwing another woman, I hopped in my car and started driving. I was running away from my old life and I needed a change. I remembered my friend Tawny inviting me to visit her in Los Angeles, so that's where I went.I didn’t find Tawny when I got there, but I did find her gorgeous roommate, Jared. Our friendship started out rough, but he gave me a place to stay and helped me get back on my feet. He became my best friend. My best friend who millions of women happened to lust over.Jared plays by a different set of rules, where anything goes. His lifestyle is unlike anything I’ve ever witnessed before and it scares me. When you live your life on the edge, eventually you'll fall over. I didn't want to see that happen to him.At night he’s just Jared, my Jared, and I’ll deny it to anyone who asks, but I’m completely in love with him. During the day he’s Brandon Boner, and the world is in love with him.Oh yeah, did I mention he’s a porn star?

    My mother and me? Left behind. Now, years after tearing our family apart, my father dares to ask "me" for a favor? Pretend to be Julian while he fights to survive a tragic accident. It can save the company. Nobody will be the wiser. It'll be our secret.I can play Dad's favorite. I'll do anything for Julian. And for my mother, who'll want for nothing.But this double life comes with a beauty of a hitch: my very real feelings for Julian's fiancée, Isobel. Not only am I betraying Julian, I'm deceiving a woman I love. She doesn't suspect a thing. As lies compound, lines are crossed and loyalties tested, all I can ask myself is. . .what have I done?Because sooner or later something's got to give. There's no way I'm giving up Isobel. But once the truth is exposed, it might not be my choice at all.

    Just not mine.He checks off plenty of boxes. Wealthy, brilliant, hot, and with a southern drawl that makes my toes curl.Oops. Not my toes.I don’t need a man. I most definitely don’t need Nash Reynolds. He might’ve come along at a time when I could use a distraction, but the answer is still no.My ex taught me plenty of lessons. The most important one: never count on any man to treat me right.I’m smart woman, and I learn from my mistakes, so I’m not about to fall for Nash. Not his Southern charm, not his way-too-hot for my eyes good, not his touch … Just no.Okay, maybe he does make my toes curl and make me wonder about things a girl shouldn’t be wondering about. Maybe he helps me out at a time when I really need it. Maybe, just maybe, he shows me he might be worth it.

    That’s all she was when I agreed to play a part in deceiving her. But then the unplanned happened.We met. And all I wanted from her was a dirty weekend . . . until that wasn’t enough and I longed for so much more.Lawrence Thorn suddenly means the world to me. And that’s a problem. She’s my business partner’s sister. Forbidden fruit. Pursuing her can mean trouble for me at Lovibond Brewery. But I don’t care.I yearn for her skin against mine.I crave her smell on my body.I want to make her laugh and then hear her moan my name.And she does for a brief moment in time.But Lawrence wants more than I’m able to give. And it’s a damn shame because there’s no one on earth I want more than her.An epic love.A miserable ending.Unless it’s not.

    Valentine is serving up the exact opposite at the Short Stack Café.She’s a disaster waiting to happen—a gorgeous, irresistible disaster.Ryder can’t risk his newfound stability on a whirlwind like Valentine. He definitely can’t risk his heart. But one taste of her has him willing to pick up the tab, no matter the price.(Previously titled Over Easy.)

    When she accidentally offends a major client, however, she finds herself under the steely-eyed gaze of the trigger-happy CEO… Jackson Hays, the ice-cold billionaire with baby blue eyes, is a hair’s breadth from closing the biggest deal of his career, but a tiny bit of paperwork stands in his way… He needs to get his hands on a marriage license, and Jada’s dual ancestry could be the final piece of the puzzle. They make a deal: fake marry one another and solve their respective binds: Jada saves someone close to her, while Jackson nets another billion. As the wedding approaches, and keeping things “business only” proves more and more difficult, the stakes could not be higher. Will Jackson allow himself to break their terms? Can Jada reveal the sensitive soul he’s worked for years to hide? Buy Me, Bride Me is a funny and romantic story from Layla Valentine; It’s a stand alone, with no cheating, and a guaranteed HEA. Also included is the entirety of Layla’s previous novel, Killer!

    Then is father died and left him in charge of the family’s multimillion-dollar resort. Now he’s forced to work with financially uptight advisors telling him what to do, and he needs someone he can trust at his side.The perfect candidate walks through the door in a pencil skirt, fitted white blouse, and a mass of wavy blond hair she tries to contain.The only problem?She’s his cheating ex’s younger sister.Hell no. The last thing Levi needs is another Wright female in his life.Then again, he always liked playing with fire…★USA TODAY BESTSELLER★EXCERPT:“My scar looks hot, does it?” he said.She laughed as he peppered her skin with light kisses. “Very hot.”“Don’t give me ideas Emily, or I won’t let you go home.”★★★★★ “My world has been changed by the Cade brothers.” ~ Amazon Reviewer