He strides into my life and throws me over his shoulder, but little do I guess that the heat is just about to begin.This older possessive silver fox has no problem claiming what’s his. He knows what he wants and how to take it. And, more and more, I’m starting to wonder if he wants to take me.But this masculine millionaire fireman has been best friends with my dad since they were kids. Even though I’m eighteen, my family still treats me like a freaking baby. I just know Dad will freak if he discovers the truth.But I can’t stop dreaming about how primal and savage this ripped fireman is, remembering how he carried me out of that blaze and right into the fire of our risky romance.I have dreams of progressing my acting career, but that doesn’t mean I want my life coated in drama and pain. But I can’t keep away, not from this dominating fiery alpha who knows how to leave me breathless and gasping for more.But, even if Dad approved, I’m a virgin and nowhere near as experienced as the women this dreamy savage must be used to. How the heck is that supposed to work?As if things weren’t complicated enough, somebody’s following me, and I think I know who. I thought my stalker had finally called it quits. But apparently not.With about a million reasons why this can’t work, will I ever get to be claimed by the possessive fireman?*Claimed by the Possessive Fireman is an insta-everything standalone instalove romance with a HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    Are you kidding? Holden Winters? A scion of the notorious Winters family, Holden is gorgeous, wealthy, and brilliant. He dates socialites and pop stars, not computer science grad students more comfortable in a hoodie than couture. Our night together was a fantasy…and a huge mistake. Holden: I don't usually steal other guy's dates. I don't have to. A look is all it takes, and the women fall over themselves to get to me. Then I saw Josephine, sitting with her dweeb of a date, just waiting for a man who could appreciate her lush curves and sharp brain. When she ghosted on me, I shouldn't have been so shocked, but women never walk away from me. Josephine thought she could call the shots - she didn't realize that a Winters man always gets what he wants. And I wanted her. The Billionaire’s Secret Heart is a standalone romance with a happy ending. It’s the first in the Scandals of the Bad Boy Billionaires series, and introduces the notorious men of the Winters family. You can read it on its own, but you might want to read the others once you get a taste of the Winters men.

    Perfectly coordinated each year, my holiday display can't be beaten. I reign supreme. At least I did. Until he moved in across the street. Brendan. Who does he think he is? Just because he's handsome and makes my parts tingly doesn't mean I'll let him beat me. This Christmas, he's going down. Ariadne waits for the clock to tick over to December 1. She's poised over there, ready to spring into action with her curvy body and Christmas spirit. She goes all out for the holidays. This Christmas, I intend to go all out for her. (MINK's note: Snow Angel is an instalove, steamy, and sweet romance with a HEA, perfect for reading with a kitty in your lap and a coffee sitting next to you.)

    She’s nothing like the women he dates. So when he suggests they play for a kiss over a game of Hearts, Kristi can’t resist. Even if she loses, she wins. Because she’s finally going to taste him. Of course, one kiss can quickly become something altogether steamier, especially when both parties are on the rebound… Fall in Love on Tryst Island… When a group of friends share a vacation house, wild hijinks, unexpected hook-ups and steamy sex ensue.

    Stipulation--we do it together.It doesn't take a tarot card-reading psychic to figure out where our story is headed... late nights, trips out of town, and more than a few awkward moments filled with sexual tension.No worries though. I pride myself on my willpower. I can totally ignore his sexy grin, his rock-hard body and his dreamy brown eyes. I will not become the woman other women hate.But it turns out that Enzo Mancini has a lot of layers and if I don't stop peeling, I'm going to lose everything, including my dignity.Don't miss this NEW Steamy Enemies-to-Lovers Office Romance by a duo of USA Today Bestselling Authors!

    But when vacationing businessman Marcus Granger saves her from drowning, they begin an affair that moves from the beach to the bedroom and straight into an experience Tabitha's never had before: dark-haired, blue-eyed Marcus is a dominant, and spanking is just the beginning. The sex is intense, the emotion even more so, until they both must decide if this is a holiday fling or the real thing.

    I can't do this. That's what my ex said after our son was born, leaving me a single dad. These days, my world consists of two things: Noah and my bar. Until her—the woman I want—but can never have. My ex’s sister wasn’t supposed to be stirred into the mix. Even though I try to push her away, my son falls in love with her. As much as I want to keep my distance, I can’t break his heart.Lines become blurred, and fighting our attraction becomes nearly impossible. Even though we know it’s wrong, desire doesn’t always fade away.As soon as we cross that line, nothing will be the same and everything will fall apart. And it does.

    I'm snowed in with my neighbor for Christmas Someone put a note under my door that says Dear Santa, Sarah needs a manI ain't no Santa but I'm happy to play along with whatever game is going onEspecially if my neighbor's been a naughty girl this yearShe needs a place to stay for the holidays, so I invite her to stay with me at my cabin in the woodsNow we're snowed in here for ChristmasI'm entranced by her curves, but it's her eyes that melt my icy soulShe's definitely a good girl - one I plan to keepThe only thing I want for Christmas is to f*ck her all day long in front of the roaring fireExcept I can't shake my guiltI'll do everything I can to make up for what I did to herBecause there's no way I'm losing her now*** A steamy STANDALONE contemporary full length romance with no cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after.***

    I've seen some crazy stuff as a bouncer. I thought I'd seen it all.But I've never seen anything like her. Just one look and I knew my life was never going to be the same. She's sweet, innocent, and looking for trouble.She found it.I'm big and mean and more trouble than she ever imagined. I'm going to mess up all her carefully laid plans. And I'm going to make her mine.SarahI'm a careful girl. Life is too dangerous not to be. I have a plan. Goals. And none of them include an overly-muscled, tattooed, possessive bouncer with an eye patch from the road house just outside of city limits.I just wanted one night off from being perfect, boring, and careful.He's too much man for a girl like me. Too intense. Too visceral.But I don't think he's going to let me go.Author's Confession: I don't even know if this could happen in real life. Luckily, it's a book. That means the hot, tatted, beardy bouncer can totally take one look at the virgin college student studying actuarial science and know he's going to marry the sh!t out of her. Right?

    They bust out of an emergency exit and have axis-shaking sex. He pours whiskey in her belly button and after they run out of condoms, they have to get creative. That kind of sex. The next day, she learns that he is none other than Dr. Benjamin Beck, a brand new member of the Yale faculty and the hottest thing to happen to academia since… well, ever. She has to take his damned junior seminar to graduate, but it gets worse. He’s also her College Master: her boss, her advisor, her everything. And he’s just moved in, right downstairs. They can’t stay away from each other. They're either fusion or fission or both. They’re making out in libraries, hiding notes between stones, and sneaking off to nautically themed AirBnbs. Hear that sound? It’s the academic code of ethics going up in flames. If they're found out, he’ll lose his job and his reputation. She'll lose her scholarship and be forced to return to the life of lobster fishing that she thought she’d escaped. And they will be found out, yes they will.So what the hell are they going to do? *** To the reader: Things get damned dirty in this book. The characters curse, the sex gets explicit. It’s an erotic love story with fury. Be advised. Other tasters’ notes: HEA. Sweet. Funny. Dirty. Muddy. Wet. Inspired by a real professor.

    Now he has to find the lost heiress before anyone else and claim his stake in the Farrell family fortune... even if that means claiming her.

    Patrick's Day. Jade is 19 years old, with curves more luscious than the rolling green hills of Ireland. I guess it’s the luck of the Irish that I get to claim her as my own. But that’s because she was unlucky enough to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. While she was studying in Ireland, she may have witnessed my dad—a notorious Irish gangster—commit a crime. He sends me to Boston to find out what she knows and deal with it if necessary. The job is supposed to be easy: Get in, get out, move on— everything I’m used to doing without a hitch. The set-up makes this job even easier and it comes with a perk: She’ll willingly sell herself to me at an auction, without knowing why I’m there. I’ll purchase her body— and win her trust— at any price. Dominating her is a treat as sweet as sin. When I find out she's a virgin, that's the cherry on top. A cherry I get to pop! But this job is about to have a major f*cking hitch. Both of us enjoy what I do to break her spirit and earn her trust, a little more than we should. After I buy her body, will she steal my heart? *Sold on St. Patrick's Day is a standalone romance novella with no cliffhanger and no cheating. It features a dominant billionaire bad boy alpha male, a feisty BBW and a HEA. This story is a super steamy treat sure to set your Kindle on fire. For a limited time this edition comes with three bonus books, which include the entire Bradford Brothers Military/ Secret Baby Bad Boy Series: Jensen, Harlow and Ramsey.

    She’s also an intern in my office. The office of the Prime Minister of Canada.* That’s me. The PM. She calls me that because when she calls me Sir, I get hard and she gets flustered, and as long as she’s my intern, I can’t twist my hands in her strawberry-blonde hair and show her what else I’d like her to do with that pretty pink mouth.** Ellie: How much I like the PM varies on a daily basis. He’s intense, controlling, and a perfectionist in every way—and he demands the same of his staff. How much I want him never wavers. There’s something about him that tugs at me deep inside, and makes me wish that just once he’d cross the line in a late night work session. I’d take that secret to the grave if it meant I got a taste of the barely restrained beast inside him.*** . . . FOOTNOTES: * This is a fictional erotic romance. No prime ministers or interns were harmed in the making of this book. ** Except it’s a BDSM romance, so they were hurt a little. *** Spoiler alert: she gets more than a taste. And she likes it.

    Like a divorce wasn't enough, her husband James now wanted the custody of their daughter Suzy and to top it all, she was being let go of her job at the Masterson Conglomerate. She needed a way out, desperately. Ace was the billionaire heir of Masterson conglomerate, but to even have a penny of the fortune, he had to get married. Senior Masterson knew that the bad boy's high roller lifestyle will only lead to trouble. Ace needed a wife and needed one soon so when he met the beautiful but distressed Miranda Benson, he knew she was the one. It didn't take long for their marriage of convenience, to turn into a sizzling romance. Miranda was falling in love with handsome Ace, but for the bad boy this was no different to another business agreement. Can Miranda’s love change Ace, or will their romance end with the contract? This Billionaire MOC Romance contains some steamy scenes and are suitable for adult audiences only This is a guaranteed HEA! And comes with 3 bonus stories. Now enjoy 4 stories for the price of 1!

     I’ve been watching the big, brooding stranger from across the canyon with my paintbrush in hand. Does he feel me? Sometimes I swear he looks right through my tinted windows. A risky escape and one rash decision land me right where I need to be. In his strong, protective arms, his primal hunger consuming me. But he’s not the Hollywood Hills millionaire I believed him to be. He’s an enemy to my father. And we’re…always…being watched.