The feds bring him the biggest cases because he gets them done and never lets anything get in his way. This time is no different. Devlin Sullivan, head of the Irish mob in Boston, has skipped town after posting one of the biggest bail bonds that Liam could remember. Bringing him down would be enough to set Liam up for life. Let him retire early, and in one piece. There’s only one thing standing in his way. April. Liam knows there is a connection between the beautiful redhead and the mob kingpin, and it doesn't take him long to figure it out. The only trouble is, somewhere along the way, he began to develop feelings for this woman. Real feelings. Where the hell did those come from? And what the hell is he going to do now? Note: This is a stand-alone romance novel with an HEA ending that is intended for adults only. This limited time copy also contains plenty of bonus material!

    Good, old-fashioned, heart-thumping, panty melting, lady boner smut. There’s a fancy box on my desk filled with letters from readers, eager to share their sinful escapades like the character in my first book! Each of the naughty writings in my fancy box is a tale worth telling, so I started weaving stories around the titillating confessions. Even though names have been changed to protect the innocent, these are the stories as presented to me along with some wicked embellishments. CONTROL is the sexy, dirty love story of Adam and Emily. For this hot couple, a mutual attraction led to her awakening and the fulfillment of all his alpha dreams.

    Neurotic and obsessive when it comes to work details, sure, but a damn cute temptation nevertheless.She's been a good tenant and an even better worker. Plus, she doesn't simper or throw herself at me like a lot of women who find out my net worth. I've grown...fond of her, oddly enough.But if she drags me out of bed in the middle of the night to talk about work one more time...* * * * *The man's a saint.Not only did Jason hire me for the greatest project I've ever run point on, but he also let me move into an amazing loft in his building as an extravagant job-relocation perk. Sure, he can be a grouch when I accidentally wake him up to go over the project, but he's still a saint nevertheless.He's been a fantastic boss and a surprisingly protective landlord. But...when did his shoulders get so wide? And why is that growling voice of his making me all weak in the knees lately?Also, is it still considered morning wood if it happens in the middle of the night...or something more?* * * * *NOTE: This high-heat, low-drama standalone is a fast-paced dirty, flirty rom-com chock-full of HOT, swoony, feel-good fun. Contents include: A gruff blue-collar billionaire and feisty tomboy heroine. Lots of schmexy good times and steamy romance throughout. And of course, a sweet, melty HEA. No cheating. No angst. No stress. No cliffhanger. Enjoy!* * * * *The HARD, FAST, AND FOREVER Series- Book 1: Bare Ass in Love (Jason & Summer)- Book 2: Hard Ass in Love (Logan & Nicole)- Book 3: Gruff Ass in Love (Cade & Katelyn)***Previously titled Show Me Yours – same fun story, just with a fresh title/cover makeover***

     They say he can make any woman drop her panties in two seconds flat. He’s six-foot-two of hard-bodied muscle, filthy rich, with an even filthier mouth and a nastier imagination. He dates models and actresses, leaving them washed up and burnt out, unwilling to talk to the press about what it’s like to date him. I thought he would NEVER go for a girl like me. But to my surprise, I’m wrong. And everything they say about him is true. The dirty mouth. The nasty imagination. The fingers that can get you off in thirty seconds. The disappearing acts. The fear of commitment. Secrets so deep you could drown. But I’ve got a secret, too. I’m not really just another girl. I’ve been hired by a magazine to get the real scoop on what it’s like to date the Panty Dropper. Of course, it’s hard to remember that when I’m screaming his name, when his face is buried between my thighs, when he’s kissing me so hard and deep my head is spinning and my knees are weak. The whole messed-up situation is the stuff of a Hollywood movie. And like most Hollywood movies, I figured the ending would be predictable. But as it turned out, our story had a twist I never saw coming. Panty Dropper is a sexy standalone contemporary romance with a guaranteed HEA.

    HEA guaranteed -- and fantastic.

     Danny was my first love but he sabotaged me when we were competing for one of the most lucrative art scholarships. That’s when he became my number one enemy and I kissed his sweet ass good-bye. That was nearly a decade ago. And all these years later, I still hate him. While he’s thrived and succeeded in the art world, I’m still nothing more than a starving artist. He owns his own home and art gallery. I sell pieces of my work online to split the rent with my roommate. Fate has a funny way of bringing people back together. Now he needs my help faking a relationship so he can receive his father’s inheritance and move to the other side of the country where his fame will continue to soar. The idea of never seeing him again has me agreeing to almost anything. There’s just one problem: the closer we work together, the less I’m sure that I want him to go. Roses are red Violets are blue Flirt Club has a sexy new collaboration Just for you! Join twelve of your favorite Flirt Club authors in this hot and steamy spring collection where our May Flowers bloom faster than a hothouse rose under the touch of our sexy heroes. #mayflowers #FlirtClub

    Tanner is a tall glass of water on a hot summer day, handsome didn’t even touch the surface and the way he gave me his rapt attention at my best friends wedding it was unbelievable until it was too good to be true. Yet, he never called and no girl ever wants to be forgotten.After too many days to count of blowing up everyone’s phone, I’d exhausted all efforts and was nowhere near close to finding Marlie’s real number. Yeah, I screwed that up but I’ll do anything I can to make things right and make her mine.

    He’s the bonus. One bad decision destroys not only Sarah Clayborn’s life, but nearly costs her a lucrative job as the chief executive assistant to the city’s most powerful player. She’s lost her unborn child, her twin brother’s admiration, and any shred of decency her British-born mother instilled in her. To cope with the trauma, Sarah creates a persona – Angel. She’s the one who goes out on weekends and gets into trouble. She’s the one who seduces half the world’s rabble-rousers. She’s the one who meets Lucas Blackbourne. Sarah’s encounter with Lucas was supposed to be a one-time affair. A tenuous balm on her frigid heart that refuses to heal. But when she returns to work Monday morning and discovers that Lucas is helping her boss for the foreseeable future? Two halves start to become whole again. And it’s not pretty. What does Sarah want? Choice. A future. A sense of belonging in a world often too cruel to bear. To be empowered. But she can’t reclaim her life on her own. -Excerpt- “You presume to know my greatest regrets yet.” A growl powered through the undercurrent of his voice. Still, he did not look away from her eyes. “No. I presume to know what you desire, sir.” “Because…?” He was fishing for the perfect answer. If Sarah failed to supply it, she could kiss this encounter goodbye. “Because I want you just as badly.” Lucas eyed her with careful consideration. He sucked one of his cheeks into his mouth before looking away. He crossed his legs. She kept her grin of triumph to herself. “You don’t even know me, Angel.” “That’s supposed to be my line, Lucas.” He stood up behind her. His presence enveloped her, inviting her back against his chest, arms wrapped protectively around her. Sarah caught the eye of the server who had brought her the scotch. The woman smiled in approval and flashed the number four in her direction. Room 4 is available. Good to know. “This whole night is so backward. Next you’ll be telling me you want to be on top.” “Actually,” she said with a happy sigh, “I’d much rather you take the lead on that. If you don’t mind.” “This has got to be some kind of trap.” Lucas bit his knuckle, as if he could barely restrain himself from grabbing her and hauling her off to the nearest bed. What’s stopping you? I don’t have all night. “What’s your story, Angel?” “Don’t you know the story of any angel, sir?” Sarah stepped away, her hand lingering against his chest. His hard, devilish chest that was a greater siren song than that warm voice echoing in her ears. “Once we’re doing shit like this on Earth, we’re considered fallen goods.” “A fallen angel hasn’t done anything good with her existence.” “If you don’t consider doing this something good,” she began, walking in the direction of Room #4, “then I don’t know what to tell you. You either want me or you don’t, Lucas. No strings attached. Should be a dream for you.” She winked at him. He followed her.

    I’ll do whatever it takes to make Mason reconsider his decision and offer my dad his job back. I’ll give him anything he wants, including the only asset I really have worth anything. My virginity. Yes, you heard that right. I’m going to offer Mason Roarke, billionaire boss of Roarke Industries, my actual first time in exchange for my dad’s reinstatement. Crazy, sure. But not nearly as crazy as the moment he takes me up on my offer.

     Smoking hot all over, a bad boy demeanour, and my boss. Instant attraction. Can you blame me? I was his prisoner. Over his desk. Locked in his luxury penthouse. His hands exploring my voluptuous curves. One hell of a good time. A dirty office romance is harmless enough…right? What he doesn’t know - he knocked me up! My pregnant body turned him into a raving maniac. He sensed my smoldering desire, and he set out to satisfy it. Still, I couldn’t reveal the lie I worked so hard to construct. I’ve really set myself up for trouble now. One lie fed into another until they tied me into knots. Now comes the hard part. How do I live in the same town as him without him finding out I had his baby? Billionaire’s Secret Baby is a HOT standalone, full-length novella of 20,000 words. No cheating, no cliffhanger, and a bad boy billionaire boss who finds his happily ever after. Contains steamy scenes and explicit language. Includes bonus content!

    What he got was a playmate. Because playing is exactly what we've been doing. Ever since I moved in. I adore his seven-year-old. She's the daughter I always wanted. But as we get closer, as he digs deeper into my soul, as he comes further and further into my heart, the question is, will he adore me? Will he ask me to stay? Will I be moving in for real, or am I destined to remain an employee that he can't stop inviting across the hall when the lights go out? This playmate wants more. I want the whole package. I want to be his for life.

    Hot Sex. Money and Voyeurs. What could possibly go wrong?The ad is simple: For exhibitionists who possibly need some doe - m4wIt's the unlikely answer to my unemployment prayers, but when he touches me and takes me to new heights of ecstasy, it becomes something else entirely.He's so much more than a chiseled body and great partner in bed--and therein lies the problem.I can't fall in love with my boss. It was the only rule when he hired me.He doesn't believe in happily ever after and hides a secret so painful, he won't let anyone close--even me.Loving him will only end in heartache, but it's too late.He already owns me mind, body, and soul.Can I find a way to break the block of ice surrounding his heart, or will I lose myself trying to reach him?***If you enjoy crazy hot sex, an alpha male who knows how to take control, and a newly empowered female then don't delay - scroll up and one-click now!***

    I learned the hard way that being a good guy all the time can cost you—it nearly cost me everything. Once I see the Sunni Stone, I don’t care what it costs me to have her. She’s as beautiful as the flower she’s named after, but she’s never had a chance to bloom. Soon enough she has me addicted to more than her pretty petals and sweet nectar. I want us to put down roots and bloom. But is she too good to be true? Or can she be my forget-me-not? Roses are red Violets are blue Flirt Club has a sexy new collaboration Just for you! Join twelve of the Flirt Club authors in this hot and steamy spring collection where our May Flowers bloom faster than a hothouse rose under the touch of our sexy heroes. #mayflowers #FlirtClub

    I trust no one. I thrive with control and I’ve learned to be ruthless and coldhearted. A love life? I’m not interested.But I still have desires.That’s where Dahlia came in; my treasure. She had never been a submissive before and I was eager to train her.The dusting of sparkles on her dress barely hid her tempting curves. I wanted to see all of her. My d*ck was already hard at the thought of my hand leaving a bright red print across her lush ass.When I saw her on stage at the auction, dressed in gold, I knew I had to have her.She’s mine for an entire month. I own her. But one lie changed everything.She’s going to be punished for it. But I’m doing this for her own good. She needs this.I’m going to make this right. I’m going to heal her.If it’s the last thing I do. *Bought is a full-length standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    She's wise, mature, confident, And completely off-limits. I know the rules, know the drill. Yet, I can't stop thinking about her. About wanting to know her, Touch her, Taste her. And when I do, It changes everything, Ruins it all. Holly Evan Marshall is more than my teacher. He's everything: Smart, witty, insightful, And incredibly sexy. The more I see him, The more he touches me, The more I want. But I know the boundaries, And they're blurring by the second.