As the son of the head of the local cartel, not to mention heading his own crew, he had a reputation which did not involve raiding the kiddie pool. But one look at her tight body and those amazing eyes that seemed to suck him in, and he was a goner. Little did he know that the little innocent was going to be more trouble than any he'd ever faced before.

    But my hot bodyguard knows every little sweet thing my body needs this Christmas. It's Christmas eve, just another day for me. Staying home to unwrap presents in an empty home isn't my idea of fun. Hanging out with friends, making bad choices and losing my pesky V card seems like the better option. At least I won't be alone.Until he shows up.Captain Dyson is everything you imagine a former Marine to be. Sinfully gorgeous, intimidating AF, and deliciously hard all over. Just the kind of man you never want to tick off. Of course, it's my new favorite hobby when he thinks he'll be dragging me home for another empty Christmas with my scrooge father.But the arrogant Marine has no intentions of waiting for my permission. When a freak snowstorm lands us secluded and all alone, it’s just me, my handsome well-dressed bodyguard, a handful of those bad ideas I mentioned. And a whole lot of snow. It doesn't take me long to learn I like the way my guard uses his body to warm me up by the fire and chase away the wintery chills. Suddenly Christmas isn't looking so bad after all.You see, I've made a list and he's checking it twice. If I'm naughty he's promised I'll get every inch of my present.My bodyguard is about to find out his sweet Eve is more naughty than nice.

    I love living in the house I grew up in, minus the parents who’d moved to a retirement community. I love it when everything stays the same.What I don’t love is that the sweet little old lady I’ve always lived next door to passed away. To make matters worse, her money-hungry grandson showed up to do a couple of quick fixes before putting the house on the market.Rowdy is the epitome of everything that’s wrong with the world, including the stupid nickname he insists on using. Where was he when she was alive? Why can’t he respect my privacy when I’m in my backyard? And how could his smile be so contagious?It’s not that I was opposed to smiles or happiness or guys who exuded sex appeal. The problem was that he was only going to be in town for a couple of months, short enough he wouldn’t even tell me his real name or what he did for a living.Then he had the nerve to take a job at the grocery store where I worked. He couldn’t possibly get any more annoying. Why bother with a job when you aren’t sticking around? And how in the world did we end up under the mistletoe together at the company Christmas party?The kiss was almost enough to make me let my guard down. Almost. But the bombshell I found out immediately after the kiss was more than I could handle.RowdyImagine my surprise finding out my grandmother had been alive. Had been. Unfortunately, I didn’t find out until I got a letter explaining that she’d passed away and I’d inherited her house.She’d lived in a small town in the Colorado mountains. A far cry from my life in Vegas but all I had to do was fix it up, put it on the market, then let the realtors do the rest. Between the income from the sale and my savings account, I’d be able to quit my job as a stripper and go back to school. I wasn’t sure what for, but it wouldn’t be stripping.I’d heard small towns were friendly but my grandma’s neighbor hadn’t gotten the message. No matter how many times I said hi and tried to talk to her, she made it clear I was the unwelcome outsider.Did I simply want what I couldn’t have or was Mae truly the woman of my dreams? She was sweet and simple in a way I’d never understood. The most basic offerings in life like sunsets and snowflakes filled her with joy.I’d thought I wanted a reprieve from the fast-paced life of a stripper, but Mae showed me what I really wanted. Life with her and all of the simplicities. Without a university in sight, it’s possible I overstepped my bounds taking a job at the grocery store where she worked but I was dragging out my stay and spending as much time with her as possible.Little did I know it would lead us to a kiss under the mistletoe. A kiss that solidified every suspicion I’d had that my life wouldn’t be complete without Mae. But I might have misread her starry eyes when I pulled away because minutes later, she was running out of the party instead of into my arms.Was giving up city life and my plans for a university education worth the fantasy I could convince Mae we were meant to be together?

    No, scratch that, I wanted to f*ck her. To pull up that tight little skirt she was wearing, bend her over my desk, and make her mine. But damn if it doesn’t go against my one and only rule – never mix business with pleasure. She looks at me like I’m Prince Charming, here to fulfill all her deepest fantasies, but I’m far from the man she thinks I am. Filthy rich. Dominant. Possessive. I’m the Big Bad Wolf her mother warned her about, ready to devour her innocence and her heart. Despite how difficult my delicious, little assistant has made it, I’ve kept my distance.Until tonight. Because tonight, I need her to pretend to be mine.

    He’s a gruff giant. Can these opposites attract?Maple Aster has just moved to this tiny Connecticut town to open her candy store. So far, things aren’t going well. Her roommate ran off with her half of the rent and now Maple is stuck living out of the back of the shop.She’s still looking on the bright side, though. At least she has her store and the grumpy piece of eye candy next door to keep her spirits up.Burke Masters is the town loner. He moved here a few years ago after his mom passed away and he needed a fresh start. He runs the town hardware store, fixing up properties on the side. He likes being left alone. That is, until Maple moves in next door.

One look and he knows that he’s screwed but nothing can keep him from wanting her. Will he be able to convince her that he’s willing to be sweet—at least to her?

    August antagonizes and Winter pushes back. Under all the hate burning between them is an attraction so intense, neither can ignore it.It’s only a matter of time before it consumes them both.

    Back then, he was sweet, attentive and kind. And now?JoanneI've wanted my friend's dad for a year, and now I'm stranded in his house, with no ride home, in a bikini that's slightly too small, barely able to contain my curves.William has the body of a Roman soldier. Protective and gorgeous. Wealthy, powerful, and totally off-limits.I shouldn't want him, but I do. Crazily, achingly, completely want him to be my first. But he would never let anything happen between us, right?Wrong. Very wrong.WilliamI've built walls around my heart to protect myself and my daughter. She and I are all the other has.But when my daughter's gorgeous young friend shows up at my front door, I feel those walls crumble in an instant.I remember her from a year ago. How could I forget? She was sweet, pretty, and young. Too young for the likes of me.Now she's sweet, pretty, and young, with curves that make me crazy. Lips that make me think dirty, borderline obscene things. The closest I can get to her is slathering sunblock on those mouth-watering, pants-tightening, perfect curves that I'm obsessing over.She's still too pretty, still too young, and I still have no place laying a hand on her. I've been burned before, and the walls I've built are all that's protecting me.But I'll tear them down to get a taste of her.Please enjoy this steamy novella! No cheating, no cliffhanger, HEA.xx, Lauren

    

    Needing a fresh start, she and sister take off for the wilds of Montana, unknowingly with danger close behind. She never thought she’d find love on a dude ranch, but cowboy up! Here we go! Rett has been making life work. Taking over his Dad’s dude ranch with his brothers has been a wild ride. Taking on a new cook will help settle things done, so he thinks. Standing in the kitchen is a five foot nothing of pure sexiness. He doesn’t know what hit him but he knows has to have her. Will her past catch up to her? Can he save her? Can this be a forever Love? Saddled Love is part of the Forever Safe Series. This book is a novella. This is an Insta-love romance with a guaranteed HEA. It's steamy and recommended for 18+.

    His world has revolved around tearing things down, not building them up. That is, until Cassie waits on him at a local art gallery and her sweet smile and lush curves instantly light his fuse.Cassie Johnson is tired of losing things. Her mom. Her dog. Her home. She dreams of being safe and loved by someone that understands her. Even at twenty years old, her bed overflows with stuffies and she can recite every line from Beauty & the Beast.When Magnus shows up just in time to save Cassie from yet another horrible loss, she realizes this hulking, bearded force of nature might just be the special hero she’s been waiting for. But when a dark secret is revealed, will Cassie ever be able to trust her new Daddy again?Author Warning: This is cotton candy, red bottoms and pouty lips. It’s love-at-first-sight, filthy fantasy. If the words “Daddy”, “princess” and “baby-girl” steam your mirror, then grab your Kindle and an icepack, and get reading! This is a HEA/Safe read which contains DD/lg play. (If a swoon worthy Daddy Dom doesn’t make you weak in the knees, this may not be the book for you.)

    

     I keep my two worlds separate. At work, I’m King of Wall Street. The heaviest hitters in Manhattan come to me to make money. They do whatever I say because I’m always right. I’m shrewd. Exacting. Some say ruthless. At home, I’m a single dad trying to keep his fourteen year old daughter a kid for as long as possible. If my daughter does what I say, somewhere there’s a snowball surviving in hell. And nothing I say is ever right. When Harper Jayne starts as a junior researcher at my firm, the barriers between my worlds begin to dissolve. She’s the most infuriating woman I’ve ever worked with. I don’t like the way she bends over the photocopier—it makes my mouth water. I hate the way she’s so eager to do a good job—it makes my dick twitch. And I can’t stand the way she wears her hair up exposing her long neck. It makes me want to strip her naked, bend her over my desk and trail my tongue all over her body. If my two worlds are going to collide, Harper Jayne will have to learn that I don't just rule the boardroom. I’m in charge of the bedroom, too. The King of Wall Street is a sexy, stand alone, contemporary romance.

    He'll do whatever it takes to make her his... even if it means forcing her to spend time with him. He didn’t become a billionaire without learning how to leverage a contract to his advantage. Now that he’s gotten her to sign on the dotted line, he almost has Madeleine Connelly right where he wants her—in his bed and pregnant with his baby.Madeleine seriously underestimated Caleb’s desire for her. She thought the notorious playboy would move onto his next conquest after he’d gotten what he wanted from her. When she accepted a business deal with his company, she didn’t realize it meant spending so much time with him. Now she has to decide if she wants to trigger the penalty clause in their contract so she can get away from him or succumb to the temptation that is Caleb Sterling.**This is the first novella in the Risque Contracts series, but each story can be read as a standalone and features a different couple.

    I never wanted to return to Newburgh. This place never felt like home. But now, looking at Casey? I’m feeling ready to settle down wherever she is. She’s already got me obsessed, but the red hot curvy goddess is as cold as ice. She tells me she doesn’t date, and I can see she means it. Good. That means she’ll be mine to break and mine to claim, forever and for always. Casey Smith Henry isn’t the kind of guy you usually find around town, despite his name. He’s a beast of a man. With arms covered in tattoos, he sticks out like a sore thumb. And he says he wants me, and he doesn't care how far he has to chase me. He’ll have a hell of a sprint then. I have my rules. I don’t date. Ever. So why do I want to give in to his bad-boy charms? I should be running for the hills. Because I’m afraid if he catches me, he’ll never let go. Breaking Her Curves is a sweet, steamy, short romance standalone, with just a little hint of something dark! You might want to have some privacy for this one! This dominant, tattooed, totally obsessed alpha is lewd, crude, and not just rough around the edges. Overflowing with over-the-top instalove, there are no cliffhangers, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily ever after between an alpha male and the curvaceous woman he simply had to claim.

    Along the way, she finds herself stranded when her car breaks down and calls the only local garage for a tow. When help arrives, she comes face to face with a massive, rugged beast of a man named Grant. When a freak accident leaves Grace with no memory, Grant does the only thing he can think of to keep her close; he tells her she’s his wife. With their marriage starting off on a lie, and the mystery of her mother’s fate becoming a source of danger for them both, will Grace finally discover the truth? Will Grant still have Grace’s heart when she regains her memory? Warning: Sweet, sexy and safe read! Happily ever after guaranteed! This author writes what she likes to read. That means there will be instalove, OTT Heroes, and, brace yourselves, virgin characters at times. If none of those float your boat, you might want to find another book. If they do, you're in the right place.