Her resistance was futile, her fear unimportant. I knew what I had to do, and if she were smart, she'd realize it, too. If she wanted to live. I opened the bathroom door and yanked her inside, thankful that I found it empty. It was filthy, but better than nothing, and it had a shower that everyone used when they felt the need to be clean, which wasn't often.Ginger spun around when I shut the door, the look of a trapped animal in her pretty blues. I ignored her growing terror, steeling myself for what I had to do. Even behind closed doors I had to make it real, had to be convincing that I was an unfeeling bastard. I saw her swallow, could see her tits rising and falling rapidly as the fear of the unknown overwhelmed her. She was expecting the worst, preparing herself to do whatever she had to do to survive."Take off your clothes." I kept my tone harsh, indifferent to her growing panic.She shook her head vigorously and stepped back, slamming hard against the cracked porcelain sink. A nervous cry escaped her, and her eyes were wild as she took in her surroundings and realized that there was no escape. Her gaze touched on the door behind me before meeting my eyes."Please‒""Take off your f**king clothes," I said in an uncaring, demanding tone. "You're filthy, and not in a way that gets me hard. Now undress." I removed my cut and the t-shirt beneath it. "In fact, I think I'll join you." Her eyes nearly popped out of her head at that. "If you're not undressed by the time I'm out of my clothes, you won't like the consequences." I kicked off my boots as my hands went to the front of my pants.As I’d expected she would, Ginger's small hands began to unbutton her blouse. Slowly she began to expose enticing, creamy skin to my wandering eyes. I undid my pants. She lowered her gaze to the floor and turned around before reluctantly removing the garment. I let her have her moment of modesty before I looked into the mirror in front of her. Christ. I took notice of her perfect tits and rosy tips.I lowered my zipper, the sound of it overloud in the tiny room. I could tell that she knew what I was doing by the stiffening of her backside, but she didn't let it stop her from removing her jeans. As I kicked mine away, hers hit the floor. I hissed, taking in the mouth-watering curves of her shapely ass. F**king hell, I hadn't expected the surge of lust that was heating my blood at an alarming rate.The sound of harsh breathing filled the room, and it took a minute before I realized that it was mine. "Turn around," I demanded sharply.I kept the smile to myself when I watched her bring her long hair forward, knowing that she was trying to use it to shield as much of her nudity as she could from me. She'd all but succeeded. When she turned, her tits were hidden behind the thick layers of her hair, and her hands were shielding her sex from me."Come here, Ginger."She padded toward me slowly. I was glad that she was acting sensible. It would make my job a helluva lot easier, and besides, I didn't want to hurt her. When she was within inches of me she halted, her gaze still lowered to the floor. "Look at me." I moved her hair back behind her.Her worried, frightened eyes locked onto mine, and I steeled myself from softening towards her. "This is going to happen, Ginger. You and I both know that Wildman will kill us both if it doesn't, and that's after every one of his brothers has a go at you." I hesitated, giving her time to digest that. "You want that to happen?" She shook her head, a lone tear making its way down her cheek. I wiped it away with my thumb. "No more resistance from you, and I'll make it as easy on you as I can."

    He's not looking for a committed relationship but when he meets Olivia in a country bar, he is scrambling to make the night last longer than expected.Olivia's is always on the defensive with men. But her list of college experiences still has a box that hasn't been checked off. She's still waiting for her first boyfriend.Meeting Jackson has her sliding off her barstool and she decides there's no harm in a hot fling, she may never get this opportunity again. She'd love to have a boyfriend, but she'll take what she can get as graduation is right around the corner. Besides, Jackson is a jock, and surely, he has plenty of other girls lined up after her. But one thing leads to another.Graduation is looming around the corner and he hasn’t said those three little words that she’s been waiting for or defining where they stand. To complicated matters more, his parents fly into town for a family get together bringing his old high school sweetheart with them. What could possibly go wrong?Against the Boards is a passionate romance between the sexiest player on the college team and Olivia, the Denver native who is searching for her first boyfriend. This is a standalone novel in The Sin Bin Hockey Series.

    An heir to a music kingdom. A chance for a fairy tale ending.22-year-old New Yorker Gabriella Davis aspires to be pop music's next big thing. Desperate to protect her kid sister, she's got to succeed. But first, she needs to get away from her narcissistic stepmother who has her working her butt off as assistant to her band.Super-hot singer Cole Grant is a country boy at heart, so when he leaves his native Tennessee for New York, he's about as comfortable as a deer on ice. He's determined to make the most of this chance of a lifetime, but with the explosive family secret Cole needs to keep, this is one opportunity that might just blow up in his face.A taxi, a lost shoe, and a chance meeting bring Gabby and Cole together. Their attraction is instant. But with so much at stake, neither one is in the market for love.When City meets Country and fame and fortune beckon, can they open their hearts to one another? Or will the secrets they hold keep them from finding their happily ever after?Manhattan Cinderella is a sweet and sexy contemporary romance retelling of the Cinderella story for fans of Lauren Layne. This book is a little sexier than my other "chick lit" titles, such as the Cozy Cottage Café series, but with my same light-hearted, feel-good tone.

    But that plan didn’t include Layla, the hopeful bartender who walked in for an interview. He knows, as an employee, this blonde bombshell is off-limits but he can’t fight the undeniable force of attraction that pulls him toward her.Layla Del Luca has the weight of the world on her shoulders. With a full course load, a boyfriend, a sister to take care of, and an alcoholic mother, she needs to regain control of her life. Her job at Fierce is priority number one. But a complication she didn’t expect looms behind the eyes of Eli, her handsome new boss.Emotions collide full force and they can no longer turn a blind eye to what their hearts are telling them.But, can their passion survive when Eli can no longer promise the one thing Layla asks of him? Will everything change? Will he stay?

    Hendrix and Gemma's story continues in Love & Deception and finished with an HEA in Love & Redemption. ** This book includes language, sex, and violence.

    And that her three big brothers, the only family I have left, aren’t the thing that finally manage to kill me.I need to make her my girl.LucyI spent five years with my boyfriend, trying to get over him, telling myself he was just a teenage crush, I wasn’t in love with him.But, the boy who left comes back a man. There’s no denying that teenage crush has grown with me and I have to admit I’ve always loved him.I don’t know if he’ll ever see me as anything more than a little sister. Not with another in his heart. But, I’m willing to do whatever it takes.I’ve always been his girl.A STANDALONE big brother's best friend, second chance romance with a HEA.Please be aware that this story is set in Australia and therefore uses Australian English spelling and syntax.

    I slept with my best friend’s brother. This has to stop. Now. Except I’m hooked. I wanted a fresh start for college. New town, new people. Right? My new best friend made me part of her family. I’ve never felt so welcome. Then I met Logan. Her brother. Playboy reputation. Star player. Gorgeous everything. His sky blue eyes locked on mine and shot a love-struck bullet right into me. I was so totally screwed. If my best friend finds out, I’ll be on her naughty list for good. So she can’t find out. Except now I’m pregnant. Time to run. I never thought I’d see Logan again, But there he is on the city street. I know I should tell him the truth, but I just can’t. It’s too late for us. We missed our chance. Do we really deserve a second one? The Risk is 2 Story Compilation comprising of Part 1: A Best Friend’s Brother Romance and Part 2: A Brother’s Best Friend Romance

    He’s a man telling a lie. Will the truth bring them together or tear them apart?Danielle Morgan doesn’t need a recipe for love, she needs one for life. Hounded by her best friend to find a man or a hobby, she chooses the latter. After all, a hobby won’t break her heart. Perusing the aisles of a flea market, she purchases a box of books with one that promises to unlock what her heart desires. Right now, all she wants is to keep her job and stay ahead of her mounting debt. That is until she meets James, the hot new construction lead at Luxe resorts. Dating a coworker is against her rules, but James is a temptation she can’t resist.After a failed attempt at marriage, James Parks is happily wedded to his career as CEO of Luxe Resorts. His job doesn’t complain when he gets home late, and it’ll never take half of everything. Working undercover as the construction lead is his only passion until he meets Danielle Morgan. The last person he should date is a woman who works for his company. But like a decadent dessert, the more he tries to resist, the more he wants her. Will finding out his true identity sweeten the deal or leave a bad taste in her mouth? Do they have the right ingredients to create something magical or are they a recipe for disaster?Find out in A Tablespoon of Temptation…

    As the eldest daughter of a successful businessman, she's never wanted for anything. After graduating from a prestigious college in New York, she didn't have to draft résumés or suffer through stressful job interviews. Instead she went to work for her father creating updated interiors for his hotel flipping company.The only gray cloud in Bridget's personal sky is her father's ridiculous idea that his ex-Navy pilot protégé and his daughter constitute a match made in heaven. His less-than-tactful (and downright embarrassing) attempts to force her and Graham together have made it necessary to keep her engagement to the man she does love a secret. But it's only a temporary thing. She has no doubt about her ability to bring her father around to her way of thinking.The best laid plans, right? When destiny shuffles the cards and deals out a new hand, Bridget finds herself questioning both her heart and her loyalties.

    But the universe is funny that way. My life is proof of it—secrets and all.So I’m not surprised when he stands in my classroom before me as the parent of one of my students. Forgiving him when he walked away had always been hard, but not as hard as it is to finally tell him the truth.***Can you forget your first love?I didn’t.Even if I didn’t recognize her right away, the girl with a star-shaped birthmark was always somewhere on my mind. But she isn’t the competitive and driven seventeen-year-old captain of the girls hockey team I loved anymore.I don’t know what happened but she has lost her fire and never made it into the pros like she dreamt of.Now I know why, and it’s my turn to decide if I can forgive her. A second-chance, small-town romance novel you won’t be able to put down.

    Starting a billion-dollar company to keep her secure. That’s all that’s ever mattered. Now she’s at college, I take one night for myself…a little wild freedom… Guess what happens? It was only supposed to be one night - but she left me desperate for more. Searching for the girl with the sparkling blue eyes and wild passion. Ava Lockley. The one who danced and kissed and cried out with total abandon in my arms. When she walked out in the middle of the night, I thought I’d never find her again. Until she turns up at my office days later. Part of a new team - working for me and totally off-limits. My business has ruled my life for years…but I can’t stay away. One night turns into two, stealing moments together and sneaking around. Then she says she’s pregnant. A baby. My baby. If anyone finds out, my once-in-a-lifetime business deal is screwed. She’ll lose the one chance she’s got at her dream job. So now we have this secret - and all I want to do is tell people. I’m going to be a Daddy. The only thing that stops me is putting her career in jeopardy. It can’t stay hidden forever - but that doesn’t matter. This baby is mine. Ava is mine. And I’ll do whatever it takes for us to be a family. Even if I have to give up my life’s work. Accidental Baby is a full, standalone romance with a sexy billionaire hero and a determined, fiery heroine. No cheating or cliffhangers, and a Happily Ever After guaranteed.

    I thought I’d have more accomplished by now - like a wife and family - but for nine years I’ve held onto the memory of the girl who got away. Now she’s back and I’m more determined than ever to make her mine. For good this time.PaigeAfter years of working tirelessly, I just landed my dream job at the largest newspaper on the west coast. Unfortunately, that lands me in the same city as the man who broke my heart nearly a decade ago - the same one I’ve never really been able to let go of. When my editor assigns me to write an exposé on Jack, I’m forced to decide where my loyalties lie - with the career of a lifetime, or the love of my life.In the Grasp is the first steamy standalone contemporary sports romance in the LA Wolves 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.

    We’re enemies. Born minutes apart on the same day in the same hospital, our parents thought this meant we were somehow destined to be together. We knew were we just destined to beat each other. Competition boiled over until junior year, when the cold war turned into an unexpected peace offering. Maybe my hormones allowed me to notice his broad shoulders, stormy gray-blue eyes, and soccer star’s chiseled frame. But after I fell for him…he stomped all over my heart. Ten years later, I’m at the top of the realty game in Bayshore and Grayson is just a distant memory. Until he shows up from NYC, his ego bigger than a skyscraper, and asks me to sell the house he recently inherited.It’s easy to say no. Even though I want to climb him like the jungle gyms we used to dangle from in strong arm battles.But I forgot that Gray doesn’t take no for an answer. And that he isn’t content unless he’s defeating me. He butts into my evenings on the boat. Ropes me into water skiing battles. Even shows up at the bar and creates a scene when I’m scouting a date to the upcoming Bicentennial Ball.It’s almost like he’s gunning to win me. But if he wins, that means I lose.And I’m not ready to cede victory just yet.

    It’s impossible to tell one face from the next when I’m up there. The mixture of fog, lights, flashing lasers, my astigmatism, and whatever else they put into the air to keep the crowd happy… It’s all just a mix for a big bunch of blurry fuzzy whatnots. She was not a whatnot. She stood out in her ripped black jeans and that adorable neon yellow thing holding her hair up out of her face. I don’t even know what it’s called, but it was perfect. She was perfect. The bright pink tank top that hugged her in all the right places. Those bright yellow heels that made her back curve in just the right way. Those were definitely factors that caught my eye, but it's not why I can't get her out of my head. Her dark brown eyes and that smile—her smile. That’s it. That smile had me hooked from the second I ran on stage. I even stopped short of my mark and totally threw off the spotlight tracker. Why?Because I was too busy watching her and how she just fell into the rhythm of the music. It’s a good thing Chuck didn’t plan any pyro for tonight, or I might have been screwed.I’m not even entirely sure I sang the right lyrics to the first couple of songs. It was more a series of barely audible grunts, caveman style. Nash probably turned his mic up to help with the background vocals. They’ve all gotten really good at covering my ass over the years. I’m grateful the crowd didn’t seem to notice. All I could think about was trying to figure out a way to find out who she is. I still have nothing. So I’m sitting here like a lost, lonely little puppy just hoping to catch another glimpse. What if she leaves and doesn’t come through the line? I can see both Exit doors from here. I’m watching those two doors like a pitbull watches the gate at a junkyard. Maybe I am a lost, lonely little puppy. No.I am a pitbull puppy. And just like that pitbull, I will jump this table and bulldoze whoever gets in the way if I have to.