An ancient secret. A bond that will change them forever.Failed ballerina Ella Lewis has just landed a job in an industry she knows nothing about. The goal is simple: build a normal life and keep her father happy. So when construction worker Dax Coburn enters the scene, six-foot-three of pure complication, she knows she should steer clear. The mystery shadowing him sets alarm bells ringing, yet she’s drawn to him in a way that makes no sense. As Ella gets to know the cryptic man, she discovers a secret that threatens to unravel her tidy life.Dax knows getting involved with a human is a bad idea. So why can’t he leave her alone? Gifted, funny, and alluring as hell, Ella Lewis is beautifully packaged trouble. As if he doesn’t have enough reasons to stay away, she’s just landed a job at the very company he’s vowed to destroy. Now his secret’s out, his pod exposed, and he must figure out if Ella is the mate he’s been waiting for or his path of ruin.If you love a paranormal bad boy, soul mates, and sharp dialogue, then this high-emotion romance is for you.Breathing Water is a standalone paranormal romance containing language and themes intended for mature readers.

    Mythology expert Caroline Capello agreed to marry Loki, the Norse god of fire and lies.She didn’t realize the most dangerous part of their marriage might be the honeymoon.

     Book 1 Cat has spent years trying to leave the disappearance of her fiancé in the past when out on a date with a new man, she receives a message that can only be from her former love. Jay immediately falls for a girl like Cat, but how can he win her over with the ghosts of the past still lingering? Moving on isn't easy and even those closest to you may not be who they seem. But through it all, love can always find a way. Book 2 Ethan’s spent his entire adult life haunted by his past. A new cold case file is pulled from the box and Ethan is shocked to see almost the exact same murder scene that he witnessed when he walked into his sister’s murder years before. Certain there’s a connection, Ethan begins to dig deeper into the murders in the hopes of finally putting his horrific memories to rest. Book 3 Another young babysitter had been murdered, that made three in only a short amount of time. Though no one seems to believe there’s a connection, Angie is certain that it can’t be coincidence. Only person she wishes she could confide in is her partner and boyfriend, Ethan, but he’s still working out his own demons. Striking out on her own is the only way Angie believes she can provide justice for these murdered girls. Book 4 Angie had been waiting patiently for her daddy to be released from prison, but not under the terms that he must help Jay in breaking up the mob. Sampson must go undercover to dig up as much as he can in order to send his old bosses to jail. But Angie isn’t going to let that happen without some major precautions.

    To give her one last thing.Her baby.Emma.The name still makes my blood boil with desire. Back in the day, I ruled the world.Billionaire mogul with her at my side. I was hers. She was mine.We had a love. The crazy kind. But to save her, I had to go.So I watched her. Protected her. Loved her as she cried.Now she's back in danger.But she doesn't even know it. Only this time I won't run away after I'm done.This time...only one thing will ever come between us.Not just her baby...Our baby.All Vivien Vale novels include alphas that you only wish existed in real life.They take what they want and know how to treat their women. This is a 60,000 word standalone romance novel with steamy parts to keep you turning pages as well as never before published bonus novel for your enjoyment. No cheating, cliffhangers, and a guaranteed HEA.

    I love Christmas, but I’m not in the mood for merriment and mistletoe this year. I have a different plan—camping out at my lakefront cabin to nurse a bottle of wine and a broken heart. It’s all going smooth, until my ex-fiancée, Jackson, shows up on the doorstep with the same plan. There may be a blizzard outside, but I’m far more worried about the inferno smoldering between Jackson and me—one he insists on stoking every chance he gets. Looks like there’s more than one way to keep warm this Christmas.

    PEEPs Lite – More story, less filling. Some stories just need to be told; anyway, that’s what the voices in my head keep telling me. As I prepare for the next full length “Haunted Series” novel (available in the Spring of 2014), I can’t help wanting to tell you a couple stories in between. These novellas fall after “Something Old” the ninth novel in the “Haunted Series.” I hope you enjoy them. Alexie Aaron PEEPs Lite 9.1 Checking Out: Are all rules made to be broken? And if so, what are the consequences? Burt has just broken his number one rule in paranormal investigating, never hunt alone, and he’s regretting it. The ghost hotel, the Dew Drop Inn, has been serving the lost travelers of southern Wisconsin for decades. It provides a bed and breakfast to the lost and weary traveler then disappears the next day never to be seen by the guests again. Burt has been interested in this urban legend for quite some time. He caught the scent of the fabled ghost inn and took off without out informing his fellow Paranormal Entity Exposure Partners, and now he’s missing. Fortunately, his obsessive method of tracking the B&B has left a trail of muffin crumbs for Mia, Murphy and the PEEPs team to follow. Will they find him in time or will Burt become a permanent guest of the hotel and not be checking out? Join the team as they investigate the Dew Drop Inn in the PEEPS Lite novella 9.1 “Checking Out.” Coming in February 2014 PEEPs Lite 9.2 “Ice and Steel.”

    A customer at her family’s diner won’t stop asking her out. Cross Hemlock may be the hottest guy in town but he also happens to be a werewolf. There’s no way she could ever go on a date with him. Witches and werewolves don’t mix. When Rory is attacked by werewolves one night on the way home from work, Cross saves her. Unfortunately, the werewolf attack wasn’t an isolated incident. While Rory’s coven tries to keep her safe, she has a sinking feeling that the only person who can help her is Cross. This is a novella and is the first entry in the Witch and Wolf serial. It contains explicit language and sexual situations. It is meant for a mature audience.

    Now he wants me to stroke his jewels. I wasn’t going to steal anything from the royal family—I swear. I only wanted to touch the massive pair of rubies I found in the castle jewelry collection. I only wanted to feel what it was like to be rich. I’m so busted. Prince Bastian caught me red-handed on the day of his sister’s wedding, and now he’s making me pay the price. On my hands and knees. With my mouth. With everything I have to give. I’d pay him forever if I could keep the handsome prince to myself. I’m hot for the way he whispers you’re my little thief. But time is running out. When the wedding is over, I’m back on the streets. Unless I can find a way to steal his heart... Crown Jewels is a steamy royal novella that you can devour in one sitting! It's a little bit angst, a little bit sweet, and all Gigi Thorne. Consider this your invitation to the royal wedding...

    Beautiful. Perfection. Everything that's good in this world.Too good for me.When she comes to me for help,I can't resist any longer. I'll make her mine. Even if it means risking everything. I'll risk it all. Go all in on the two of us.  If I win, then it'll soon be three.

     MY DAY IS A SERIES - HOWEVER EACH BOOK CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE NOVEL Amy is tired of sabotaging all of her relationships because of Ethan. He broke her heart years ago, and she let him get away unscathed. It’s time for her to confront him and rewrite the past. Determined to set things right, she flies away with her friends for the blue skies of Santorini to carry out her plan; a plan that begins to collapse as soon as she crosses Ethan’s gaze. Surprise guests and an idyllic romantic setting will further complicate her designs. Is she right to insist, or will stirring up the past prove to be a dangerous game? EXCERPT “Good morning, Zoe, Allison ... Amy.” Why does a shiver go through me when he utters my name? It’s like he … “You look like you didn’t sleep well. I hope it wasn’t because of me.” “I don’t see why it would be because of you. Your kiss didn’t perturb me to the point of staying awake all night.” “I just wanted to make sure our walk didn’t get you too worked up to sleep, but I see the answer is quite different.” I try to picture him as a Greek statue, made of stone and unable to speak, and in my distraction I miss something Zoe asks me. “Excuse me?” “Ethan just offered to show us around the island. He knows it better than we do, and I think it’s a good idea. What do you say?” “I don’t think so,” I reply dryly.

    Her friend Robert has decided it's time to play matchmaker.This short story should be FREE. If it is not listed as FREE please report the lower price to the vendor. I wanted to give my loyal readers something to show my appreciation, as well as encourage new readers to try out my stories.Warning: This story contains graphic descriptions of sex and a smoking hot werewolf.

     I've always been a businessman. It's in my blood. It defines me. Well, that and being a single dad. My daughter is the only thing I prize above money. And I want to be the role model she deserves. But when I'm suddenly on the verge of bankruptcy, the s#!t hits the fan. And in more ways than one. Maybe that's why I turned to my new secretary - to fuck away my troubled thoughts. Elena Hayes. Twenty-four, fresh out of college, green eyes, tall, curvy, smart… No man in my position could resist all that. I knew she was off-limits. She knew I was bad for her. But that didn't stop us… Until the test with the two pink little lines. I want to support Elena. I want this baby. But I have a dark past that isn't done toying with me yet…

    An unrequited crush. A break-in and near assault.Life wasn't going too well for Joyce Manning. Given her circumstances, it wasn't surprising that she was willing to accept the strange condition in the will of a heretofore-unknown relative. Joyce would inherit a house, and an income, if she lives in the property for two years. Joyce doesn't hesitate to leave Chicago for upstate New York. It's not until she's almost there that she begins to worry that the house might be a rickety shack with no lights or running water, and filled with feral cats.It's not. In some ways, it's worse. The house is like something out of a nightmare, crawling with gargoyles and grotesques. The nearest neighbor to the isolated house, depending on who you talk to, is a spa -- or a mental asylum.But it's not all bad. The interior of the house, thankfully, doesn't match the outside. Not one but two local men actively pursue Joyce -- more attention than she garnered in Chicago. And not having to work for a living is a dream come true.Things would be great, if it weren't for the odd occurrences in the house, and the changes on its outside that make Joyce wonder whether her imagination is too vivid or if she's losing her mind. Will Joyce realize that when something seems too good to be true, it usually is? Because the house has a horrifying secret, and there was a special -- and sinister -- reason Joyce was lured there.

    

    It should be here today. My acceptance - or, God forbid, my rejection - to Stable College in Northern Maine. It was the one school I actually cared about getting into out of the seven I applied to. It was a small school compared to a University, but it was of the larger colleges I had come across during my search. Jack was applying there too, and I had always hoped we would stick together past high school since the start of our friendship freshman year. I think he thought the same thing, though he would never admit to it out loud. My feet nearly slid on the slick ground, wet from the first of spring’s cold rain, as I hurried myself to open the mailbox. A fat stack of various envelopes sat inside, waiting for a human hand to rescue them from the cold tin can they were subject to. I snatched them up and quickly sorted through various junk, mostly addressed to my mom. Nothing. I sighed with disappointment. A knot formed in my stomach; the tardiness of the letter felt like a bad sign. I shook my head, forcing negative thoughts out of my mind. It would probably just be here tomorrow. Mail arrives late sometimes.