Even then, I wanted to buy a kiss from her, but she ran away in tears.Twelve years later, I come home to find her in my bed... fast asleep.It's just like Goldilocks, but with waves of long, dark-chocolate hair.Hell, I don't even want to blink in case she disappears.I didn't pay too much attention to my fairy tales. Did any of those bears get to the kiss the girl?Whatever, I'm not buying kisses these days. I'm all grown up now. There's hot blood pumping through my veins, and I take what I want when I want it.Hmm, come to think of it, I'm not in the market for kisses, but I could do with a fake fiancée.This time there'll be no running away, Sweet Dani Sabre... I'm claiming you for my own.DaniI know I shouldn't have taken that nap. I wake up to find a devastatingly handsome man watching me.Dark hair, ripped body and piercing blue eyes that smolder right through my soul.I thought he was going to get me fired from my cleaning agency, but instead he shocks me and asks me to be his fake fiancée in exchange for an insane amount of money.I'm not mad, so of course, I say, "Yes."

    Today my off-limits Boss..It was supposed to be my dream job.Ocean rescuer on the highly respected Southern California team.But he happened.A few hours ago Bryce Archer wasn’t my boss.Or my anything for that matter.He was a one night indulgence.One that left my voice shredded and my body in withdrawal.But my new job on his team doesn’t allow us to mix business and pleasure.The rule book says we’re done.But the electricity between us says we’re not.So my dream job hangs in peril.If I become the secret lover…it could all come crashing down.This badass job and perfect seaside town are everything I want.But now I want him too.Enough to risk it all.Enough to follow his reckless lead and break all the rules.It’s a dumpster fire in the making.One that might leave me knocked up, broken hearted, with my dreams in tatters.Boss Rules is a steamy stand-alone book in the Archer Brother's series. Scorching passion, plenty of humor, and lots of adventure action set this seaside love affair apart from the rest of the pack. No cliff-hangers and no cheating in this HEA. This one will melt you and your Kindle!

    As an American in London she’s discovered not every Englishman is Tom Hiddleston. There was the guy who wanted to suck her toes in public, and the guy who thought he was an alien. As in the kind from outer space. Broken heart? Kate’s been there. After her husband left her for a hot Brazilian, her world came crashing down. Her heart and her confidence pretty much got thrown in a blender set to “chop.” Her only options were to run home to America with her tail between her legs, or put on her big girl panties and get on with life. She chose the latter. Faith in men? Surprisingly restored by the dreamy Adam Wentworth whose kindness and wicked sense of humor send Kate’s damaged heart fluttering once again. After kissing so many frogs, she’s determined not to let this prince get away. Prequel Book - To Kiss A Prince Book 1 - Kissing Frogs Book 2 - Kiss Me, Chloe Book 3 - Kiss Me, Stupid Book 4 - Kissing Mr. Darcy (available October 2015)

    Why is he so miserable? Brody Mitchell is a damn good hockey player and has the NHL contract to prove it. He loves the game, but he hates the hype, the spotlight and especially the puck bunnies who only want to score an athlete husband. He’s been burned before. He’s not looking to repeat that mistake. The last thing he expected was to make a hot connection with a beautiful brunette at a bar. She doesn’t want to know his name and he’s more than happy not to give it. She just got it all. How’s she going to keep it? Tara doesn’t offer her name to the sexy guy she picks up after bombing out on her first assignment. As a brand-new sports reporter for the Philadelphia Record, she should be more interested in tracking down a hot trade rumor than in how many times the hot stranger can rock her world. Tara and Brody spend one amazing night in bed. But in the light of day, they find themselves on opposite sides of the boards. Will trust issues ruin their budding romance? Or will love win the day?

    It’s why he’s a great firefighter. It’s also why he can’t get over the morbid scene he just witnessed during his last shift. And then he meets Tisha, who understands the emotional turmoil he’s going through. She ends up saving his life in the most embarrassing way possible, and he can’t get her out of his head.Tisha can’t think of the last time she’s laughed, yet she’s content with her life. When you’ve experienced indescribable trauma, sometimes good enough is, well, good enough.She meets Seth and suddenly wants more. But with both of them healing from the darkness in their pasts, a healthy relationship may not be possible. And she’s perfectly fine with rejecting his advances, until she learns that he is Mr. January in a smoking hot firefighter calendar. Suddenly, saying no isn’t as clear-cut as she thought it would be. Seth’s personal commitments and darkness prove to be too overwhelming to fully give himself to Tisha, although he’s trying his best. But his best may not be good enough. The logical part of her mind and the broken part of her heart say no, but they’re no match for the fire he kindles within her body.This BWWM romance is book one in the Hot Boys firefighter series. Each book can be read as a standalone and in any order. No cheating and a guaranteed happily ever after.Are you ready to step into the fire?

    That is until she finds out their families are in an all-out war.His to MarryRafe needs a wife. Bailey's the perfect woman for the job ... except that she's in love with him. Faking a marriage with the man of her dreams isn't a bad idea, is it?His to ProtectEmma Heathcliff's life is in danger. Too bad the only person who can keep her safe is the one man she can't stand.Her Favorite RiskShe just needs a job. He needs her. But since they've both been burned by love is he a risk she's willing to take?

    If I had done that at fourteen, maybe I would have avoided the unfortunate nickname of "Flatty Cami." It all started when I met Brody Murphy. I was eight years old and it was love at first sight. Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on your perspective, he showed me his true colors six years later. We argued every time I saw him, which was a lot since he was my brother's best friend. The hostility became outright hate when he coined that nickname I mentioned—the one that I didn't leave behind until I graduated high school. The day he got married and moved away was probably the luckiest day of my life and since then, I graduated college, started a business, and grew boobs so the whole nickname thing shouldn't still bother me. Yes, I know it shouldn't, but some grudges are worth holding.Now, Brody's back in town, divorced, and with his adorable daughter in tow. But he's not the same boy I once knew. He's a hot single dad who makes me laugh and it's getting harder and harder to remember all the reasons I should hate him.And way too easy to fall in love.

    My voice shook, “Are you going to force me?”His nostrils flared.”Is that what you want?” His eyes gleamed and a shock beat through my body. I wanted to smack that grin right off his face. When I want something from somebody, I’ll take what they love the most. I wanted old man Grace’s club? So I kidnapped his curvy, sassy daughter. I didn’t give much thought to her when I slung her over my shoulder and carried her away. She was only collateral. But they say that opposites attract, right? I have to hold the little minx close or she makes all kinds of havoc. That’s where the real trouble starts. However close I hold my feisty prisoner, the urge to hold her closer and tighter gets stronger. It uncoils like a fat, sleeping python then it lengthens and hardens and nothing will make it sleep until it has fed. He’s hot as hell, but he’s a ruthless killer He took me hostage just to steal my daddy’s club. I needed to show him that I wasn’t like the paper-thin dancers and models who flowed into his arms and his bedsheets like a tide. I wanted to smack that smirk right off his chiseled face. The longer he holds me in his power and try as hard as I might, I can’t push away the thoughts of how it will be if he turns his brutal force on me. Can I resist him? This standalone, novel-length adventure races with passion, pulses with action, and climaxes again and again, rises higher and higher to a full, complete, satisfying and surprisingly happy ever after ending. It’s a bad boy romance like no other and you’re going to love it. LAUNCH BONUS for a limited time only, includes Alice May Ball’s Biker MC novel SAVAGE ANGELS for free ! ! !

     That’s all this was supposed to be. I came to Sin City with my best friend to celebrate my much-needed divorce. For once, I want to be the one with no care about tomorrow. That’s when he catches my eye. I watch as he works the room, and the women in it. He’s everything I hate in a man, but the epitome of what we all want. Sexy. Confident to a fault, and a smirk that will melt your panties. He’s everything my ex-husband is. As our eyes meet, I decide to give him a dose of his own medicine, show him how it feels to be used. Tonight, I’ll be the woman everyone stares at when she enters the room. The one I am in the boardroom, who takes no prisoners. I’ll be the one to bring him to his knees and leave him just as fast. I’ll be that woman. For One Night

    After all, no matter how well they do or don't do, they are the university's most important athletes.However, when Remington Ronald Rutledge the 3rd, lands himself on the new head coach's bad side, which threatens his chances of playing for the season, he finds himself striking an unusual deal with a blast from his past he can barely remember.Did she always wear these glasses?Was her hair always this curly?Has she always had a smile that makes him wanna smile?What happens when the bad boy who makes all the rules is forced to play by someone else's?Can this good-looking goalie let love score, or will blocking it be the biggest mistake of his life?

    

    Sure it seems simple in the grand scheme of things. After all, she's got her family supporting her, and family is all that matters. She is ostracized in her dorm for being just a little bit quiet and a little bit conservative. But that doesn't bother her…initially. Her roommate is loud and wild and white, drinks beer and has sex with her boyfriend. They are polar opposites in every sense of the word. But when Natalie decides to accompany her roommate to a house party off-campus in a cozy house of blue siding, her world is turned upside down the moment that she's knocked unconscious with a flying beer bottle. Yes, you read that correctly. When she comes to (in more ways than one) she is face to face with Brandon Greene, a preppy, oatmeal-skinned New Yorker, with a loud mouth, a grand smile and an open heart. Brandon makes his intentions clear from the beginning: he is hopelessly in love with his girlfriend, Sophia, but does not want to marry her. He does, however, want to be friends with Natalie.Neither Brandon nor her curiosity about him make sense to her at all, and her sense of complacency begins to tumble as she and Brandon grow closer. She's thrust into a love triangle that she wants no part of and suddenly, a streamlined future to success in the medical field is the last thing on her mind — all she sees now is a shade of gray. Brandon and Natalie have a powerful dynamic; but can it stand the weight that time, spatial disparity and color have placed on them? "When You Come to Me" is a sometimes humorous, sometimes dramatic take on the loss of innocence in its most colorful form.

    Sexy.Everything about him was…mysterious. He was captivating. Alluring.All the way down to the dark gray jumpsuit that he wore. The Falcon Club.What did the name mean? And why was it on the front pocket of everything he wore?Sitting next to her in class, Jaime Garcia made everything about Erica Kennedy’s first semester of college unforgettable. It certainly wasn’t planned that way, and neither of them expected it. Or did they? Do they fight it, or do they walk away and pretend that nothing was ever there at all?Falling for Him is the first book in the Falcon Club series.

    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 looks like her world has ended. He’s just the guy to cheer her up. He’s rich, attractive and charming.Unfortunately, Ellie finds him annoying, arrogant, and too alpha. She’s done with alpha males who can’t keep it in their pants and wouldn’t know the meaning of the word faithful if they were reading it in the dictionary.But when Ellie’s cheating ex calls her cold, the only way to prove him wrong is to play The Mistletoe Game with Adrian.How bad can it be?They’re in public. It’s a game. Probably, a few kisses under the mistletoe, except this is La Petite Mort Club and nothing is as innocent as just a kiss.