Falling for the nanny is so cliche.But I did.And now the nanny has kidnapped my daughter.My military training should have prepared me.But the past is a biatch.One with green eyes and curves so delicious I would sell my soul to possess her.The battle lines have been drawn.My lover is now my enemy.No good options and only 30 days to save what’s mine.Don’t cry little darlin.Daddy’s coming for you.

    

    Lacrosse team captain. Ripped muscles from head to toe.In high school, he was only a jock with a pretty face.Nothing more, nothing less. Ok?Then why did I volunteer to pose as Dune’s fake fiancé?I convinced myself it was just to help an old acquaintance.He needed to sell a story to the judge.Keeping his niece safe was Dune’s first priority.And he promised to save me from my creepy biological father.So, I agreed to move into his mansion.Only for the sake of our story and my protection, right?Well, maybe, that’s not all.The fake fiancé shtick had benefits, too.Every.Single.Night.Now, I’m haunted by the band around my finger,And the secret fantasies I had of Dune and me back in high school.But my father’s drama won’t leave us alone.All I want is my reality to be as perfect as my fantasies.Is that too much to hope for?If you love a sexy fake relationship romance with a secret baby twist, don’t miss this satisfying alpha protector read. Best-selling Amazon author J.P. Comeau’s Alpha’s Secret Baby is a full-length novel with no cliffhangers.

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    His work hadn’t changed so it had become his life. He went from one command to another, wherever the Navy sent him.His world was focused on the SEALs he commanded…until the day in his exuberance over a highly complicated operation, he hugged his administrative assistant.Marta Merkel had been a force to be reckoned in the SEAL world. For over twenty-five years, since her SEAL husband had been killed on active duty, she could make or break a career.Even though they were single adults past fifty, she worked directly outside his office, controlling his work life.With years of baggage, could they make this work?

    I have a night job that pays the bills. Every night, I put on my mask and walk to work.Then one night, I hear and see something that will change my purpose in life... forever: a murder that will bring him to me.He says he wants to protect me. And, through a series of events I can’t fully make sense of, I find myself believing him. But our nightly visits are always cloaked in darkness. I don’t know his face and he will never know mine. I was born into this world unwanted. I will leave this world unmasked.

     I never wanted anything to do with the family business, which is why go to college out of state and stay as far from “the life” as possible. But the danger is hard to avoid to when your grandfather is head of a crime syndicate and leaves you his fortune and his enemies when he dies. Now, I need protection and the Three Devils are willing to provide it. But these sexy mafia hitman don’t work for free and their help comes at a price. Me. They’re willing to go as far as it takes to keep me safe — kill for me, die for me, even marry me. Except I can’t choose just one and they’re willing to share. ***Their Mafia Bride is a reverse harem romance and the first part of a duet, featuring smoldering mafia hitmen, dangerous bikers and enough heat to burn.

    Nightmares trouble my sleep. When Daisy stumbles into my life on her sensible flats in her prim and proper clothes, I find another reason to forgo sleep. Daisy, my little innocent margaritka, is my new obsession. I stalk her. I just can’t leave her alone. She might not be able to see me, but she knows I am there. In the dark. Watching. Obsessing. Wanting. But my little margaritka is too young, too innocent, too good for someone as jaded and dark as I. I promise myself to stay in the dark. To keep my hands off her. Until her life is in danger. I capture her, keep her safe. Even if she doesn’t want me to. Having her as my captive makes it hard to stick to my last promise. To not touch her. If only she knew all the depraved things I want to do to her.I felt his eyes on me many times. I know he is always there. In the dark. Watching me. I knew he was in my apartment even before the little presents kept turning up. Somehow I am not afraid. I don’t know who he is. Until he takes me. Holds me prisoner. He says he is protecting me. But my senses tell me he is the one I need protecting from. I know he wants me. I know he won’t be the gentle knight I dreamed of. But I am not so sure anymore if I want a gentle knight. Maybe deep down I crave the dark promise I see in his eyes every time he looks at me. I know it’s only a matter of time when his darkness will no longer hide away.This is a Dark Stalker Romance, no fairy tale, and the hero is no Prince Charming. If you don't like dark content, this book is not for you. However, if you like obsessive/possessive Alpha males who are a little psychotic and walk on the wrong site of the law, then you might enjoy this dark tale.

    Allies are turning, shipments are missing, and Eros is making it very clear that Otsana is still his.Despite the constant challenges they’re facing, Otsana manages to win over the Adrostos Family, taking her spot as the triplets’ queen. But how can she give herself to them fully, if there’s still the weight of her past hanging over her head. She’s always known that Eros would reclaim her, the only problem is that now she’s got something worth living for.When the turf war takes a turn for the worse, Otsana realizes she has to make the decision she’s been avoiding. Will she keep fighting for her new family and her men, or will she finally let Eros win?Wicked Games is reverse harem romance intended for readers 18 and up. There are some triggers, such as violence and assault.

    Especially one that is held by her childhood neighbor and the boy who broke her young heart, Tucker. And the last thing she expected was to become his hostage. What ensues is a story of heartbreak, recovery, passion, and prevailing through it all to save the love that still burns between them. "Aarons takes a typical boy next door romance and turns it on its head. No flowers and sweet, swoon-worthy late night stolen kisses here. There is grit and suspense and a struggle to move forward; and Aarons does it flawlessly." -The Read Report LOST We knew each other a lifetime ago. And then... We lost childhoods. We lost opportunities. We lost love. Fate is giving us another chance. But a chance at what? Because even though we’ve been brought back to each other under the worst of circumstances… We are still. So. Damn. Lost. FOUND We found each other where no else could. Found a purpose. Found ourselves. Found love. Again. But then life got in the way. Three years later and the people that we once were are nowhere to be found. Can our love survive everything we've put it through? Can we find a way back to each other... Again?

    At least it is for a guy like me. As a talent agent in New York, I know how to wine and dine with the best of them. Unfortunately, work has been my main thing for a little too long. And my body is showing signs of it. Doc says I need to take a summer off. Hell yes, I do. Lucky for me, I run into my latest wedding fling as my time frees up. And the pretty girl just can’t get enough of me. She needs a plus-one for an upcoming wedding and wants to up the ante of our deception. Be her fake fiancé. She’s tired of being the bridesmaid and never the bride. Why would I ever say no? I’m a no-strings-attached kinda guy, but with her, I want to be tied up—forever. The more time I spend playing the part, the more I want to hit my knee and offer her a ring. It started with us promising nothing, but now, I want her to promise it all—to me.

    It was black or blacker. And I was the blackest of them all."Xavier "X" Blood only remembers the last few years of his life.Trained as an emotionless and deadly assassin, he goes through each day crossing out names on a never-ending list, not once asking why they deserve what he delivers. Death.Then one day, his programming starts to unravel and it's all because of her.Mercy Reid has a secret. A big one. The kind that will get her killed if it gets out.Looking to get lost, she runs from one hopeless situation and falls into the clutches of a monster. A monster that was programmed by the worst of the worst to kill without remorse. A man who is looking for her.When X is given his latest target, things become muddy. He knows his mark is right in front of his eyes, but he doesn't want to acknowledge it. He's literally losing his mind after all.Will he defy his programming and save the woman who has made him feel again?Or will he pull the trigger?

    I know I should be afraid of him, but instead of fueling my fear, his rough touch feeds my darkest desires and ignites something powerful between us.But will our sizzling connection be enough to save me once Gianluca inevitably finds out I’m the biggest obstacle to his goal?A standalone dark arranged marriage mafia romance. Mature language and content, potentially triggering situations.

    

    I am totally the thirstiest single girl in all of Chicago for wanting to drink those dimples right off his beautiful, Euro-chiseled face the moment he walks up to my candy counter and says, “Cheers” with his posh British accent and deliciously devilish smirk. #EarlofStudlandiaHe’s offering me a one-night stand in his penthouse hotel suite and I’m the kind of habitual hot mess who’s willing to accept it, if I wasn’t already overcommitted. #MistressofMisbehavinYou see, I’ve been suckered into accepting this crazy second job. Despite the fact that I’ve never held a respectable, responsible job for more than a month in my life, I’m now the social media director of Boink, my favorite online store selling “intimate accessories” for single girls like me who not only want to have frivolous sex in the city, but who also don’t want to wait around for Prince Charming to magically swipe right, just so I can experience my nightly Mighty O’s. #MyPleasureChest #MyFemaleEmpowermentBut there’s just one problem—Boink’s old crotchety chief investor, who I’ve never met, is determined to force the business into bankruptcy, and the only way I can keep Boink afloat—and my new job as its Director of Cumbacks in play—is if I can convince my newest nemesis, Mr. Kit Crusty Balls, that I can turnaround his failing company faster than its JackRabbits can make me say, Ooh-ooh-ooh-OOH-LA-LA-LAAAAaaaaaaa.And hopefully, whenever he returns to Chicago, Earl of Studlandia and I will finally have our royally raunchy romp, despite the fact that our impromptu texting affair and unexpected emotional connection might be softening my noncommittal Snarky Brat heart into the fantasy of something more than just one night of whoreplay. After all, I’m now the respectable, responsible social media director of Boink. Maybe it’s time for a sexy international man candy of mystery to persuade me to find love within my own pleasure chest. #OnlyFoolsFallinLove #FirstTimeFanGirlofFoolishness