When my stepbrother, Elec, came to live with us my senior year, I wasn’t prepared for how much of a jerk he’d be. I hated that he took it out on me because he didn’t want to be here. I hated that he brought girls from our high school back to his room. But what I hated the most was the unwanted way my body reacted to him. At first, I thought all he had going for him were his rock-hard tattooed abs and chiseled face. Then, things started changing between us, and it all came to a head one night. Just as quickly as he’d come into my life, he was gone back to California. It had been years since I’d seen Elec. When tragedy struck our family, I’d have to face him again. And holy hell, the teenager who made me crazy was now a man that drove me insane.I had a feeling my heart was about to get broken again.Stepbrother Dearest is a standalone novel. **Contains graphic sexual content and harsh language. It is only appropriate for adult readers age 18+

    He's cocky. He's filthy rich. He's also loaded with a sizeable package below the belt that drives women crazy.Plus, he's focused. The prize--a football championship ring on his finger.His concentration on getting that ring is unwavering--until Shannon Hale walks into his life. Now the only game he wants to win involves getting her into his bed. Shannon thought she had everything she wanted in life. One cheating fiancé and one shredded wedding dress later, she skips town desperately in need of a do-over. Now, she's inRaleigh, starting her own business and living life by her own rules. She wants nothing to do with NFL's resident playboy.But Oliver's determined both on and off the field.For him to win everything he wants, there's only solution.It's time to play dirty.

    For years, he’s always been there, at my side. We’ve played together, laughed together and even cried together. But then our relationship turned really weird. Anytime he was near, I found myself filled with sinful thoughts, and when he touched me, it felt like I would burst into flames. Soon, just being in his presence became too much to bear. I started avoiding him at all costs, and when I did encounter Stefan, I would act like a cold-hearted bitch to him so he would never suspect my true feelings. But sometimes, the things you hide have a way of coming to light...when you least expect them.

    The pre-season jock party isn’t her scene, but she’s roped into attending to provide her sister a sober ride home.Hiding in the kitchen to avoid an athletic sex fest, a drunken football player forces Rebecca to her knees, and thrusts his crotch in her face. Before Rebecca can extricate herself from the demeaning situation, an unknown champion saves the night. When Killian assists Rebecca off the floor, she’s stunned into silence while staring at the sexiest man alive.Will Killian’s bad boy rep and Rebecca’s need for commitment, make this the most impossible “Play” of the season? Or, will Killian’s haunting past and need for victory destroy the most important game of his life?

    I’m even better in the bedroom. Foster I guarantee clients the best result possible. I guarantee women a night they will never forget. I always keep my promises. Women get one night with me and that’s it. Then April comes along and turns everything on its head. Now I’m her boss, and if she thinks she’s going to get off lightly, she’s going to be in for a big, thick, throbbing surprise. April Life as a law student is tough enough, without having to deal with people like Foster Arrington. He caught me at a vulnerable moment. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it. I’m sensible enough to know better, but his muscles, tattoos, and predication to violence are impossible to resist. Now I have to work with him. And he’s going to be my stepbrother. He hits on me all the time, but that’s not the problem. The problem is I think I like it. A lot. Foster is a standalone novel with a HEA and no cliffhangers.

    At least, that’s what it’s felt like for as long as she can remember. She’s yet to let anyone past her icy exterior – and the one guy she thinks might melt her heart couldn’t possibly be interested in someone so uptight.Rough, hard and hot-as-hell, Zeb Fuller has rebuilt his life and his construction business since protecting his family sent him to jail all those years ago. His elegant client, Sayer, makes him feel like a Neanderthal in denim, but despite the many hints that he’s been dropping to get to know her better, she seems oblivious to his charms.Just as things finally start to heat up, Zeb’s past comes back to haunt him and he needs Sayer’s professional help to right a wrong and to save more than himself. As these opposites dig in for the fight of their lives, fire and ice collide in an unstoppable explosion of steam…

    And the only thing he loves more than pinning his opponent to the mat is trying to get me into his bed.His real name is Caleb Matthews. He's the billionaire son of a Silicon Valley CEO, but for some reason, he likes to spend his time in underground MMA arenas, going toe to toe with some of the deadliest fighters in the world.I know this because I stumbled into one of his matches on accident. Watched him fight. Wanted him, even though I never thought I'd want a guy like him. Cocky. Foul-mouthed. Inked.And now, he's my new stepbrother. But he's not going to let a little detail like that keep him from chasing me around like I'm his next conquest. He thinks it's only a matter of time before I let him wrap those huge, tattooed arms around me and show me what he's got underneath those black fighter's shorts ...and the worst part is, I'm starting to think he might be right.Because even though I'm just trying to have a nice, normal summer before I start college, Caleb keeps drawing me deeper and deeper into his world.And the more I watch him fight, the harder it is to stop thinking about him.

     He also happens to be stunningly handsome, popular, intelligent, and captain of both the Crew and Lacrosse teams at UVA. I hate him for thinking he’s untouchable—not because he’s a narcissistic, privileged, borderline-misogynistic heartbreaker—but because he’s right. His first words to me were at a Crew House party, and he literally invited me to have a threesome with him and a random girl. I could’ve died from the embarrassment, he didn’t even know my name at the time, and he didn’t care to. After that night, I promised myself to never waste another second thinking about Nate Thornhilll. My world becomes a nightmare when I realize my mom’s new husband Pierce has a son who’s my age…and he’s a junior at UVA too. I can’t believe my eyes when Nate walks over and sits down next to us at dinner, introducing himself like he’s never seen me before in his life. Then I feel his hand on my thigh, underneath the tablecloth with our parents sitting across from us, inching closer and closer to my panties. My mind goes fuzzy, my heart starts racing, and my body does exactly what I don’t want it to do. And then they hit me with the worst news of all… Pierce has an internship lined up for me at his firm, and we’re going to live at his Eastern Shore mansion for the summer. I’ll be sleeping down the hall from my new stepbrother…arguing with him at every breakfast, sitting across from him at every dinner, watching as he brings an endless string of girls back to his room…secretly wishing I was one of them. Stepbrother Untouchable is a Stand-alone novel. It contains adult themes, harsh language, and graphic sexual content.

     April: My boss is the publicist for the hottest quarterback in the NFL. As a lowly intern, I’ve never met Jared Moore -- but as a rabid football fan, believe me, I know all about him. And now my boss is off on her honeymoon … and I’ve been given the job of babysitting Jared. If I keep him out of the limelight for the next two weeks, I’ll graduate to a full-time paying job. If I break the no fraternization policy and sleep with him, I’ll be fired. Did I mention he’s the sexiest thing on two legs? But I’ve got my priorities straight. My career is more important than screwing around with an infamous manwhore. I’m not worried. Really. I’m not. Jared: I can’t help it if women find me irresistible. Heisman Trophy winner, star NFL quarterback, sex god … what’s not to like? April Scott's the latest in a long line of interns. They've all given it up for me, but she just gets pissy. No matter how much she wants me -- and I know she does -- she keeps saying no. She finally admits that it’s me or her job. Well, I’m not enough of a liar to promise more than I’m willing to give. But I do know how to keep a secret. Simple, right? Works like a charm. Until the results of our little escapade get too visible to hide ... Infamous is a full-length, standalone romance with a HEA and no cliffhanger. No bonus book, either … just plenty of steamy bad-boy action. Readers 18+ only.

    Pushed into the sport by an alcoholic father, Alex isn't afraid to give fans the proverbial middle finger, relishing his role as the MVP they love to hate. Management, however, isn't so amused. Now Alex has a choice: fix his public image through community service or ride the bench. But Alex refuses to be molded into the Carolina Cold Fury poster boy... not even by a tempting redhead with killer curves.As a social worker, Sutton Price is accustomed to difficult people--like Alex, who's been assigned to help her create a drug-abuse awareness program for at-risk youth as part of the team's effort to clean up his image. What she doesn't expect is the arrogant smirk from his perfect lips to stir her most heated fantasies. But Sutton isn't one to cross professional boundaries--and besides, Alex doesn't do relationships... or does he? The more she sees behind Alex's bad-boy facade, the more Sutton craves the man she uncovers.

    Maybe it was love at first sight, but I was only ten.She became my best friend.My crush.The girl I can’t live without.But I have to.She was almost mine, but my father took away my chance.Now she lives across the hall from me. Instead of possessing the title of girlfriend, she’s now my stepsister.But that doesn’t stop how I feel, how I want her. Thankfully, I’m off to college two hundred miles away, but even that doesn’t help.She’s under my skin, all around me, and all I can do is watch her morph from a sexy teenager to an irresistible woman.I can’t take it anymore, I need her.Is it possible to ever be happy without the one person you need?

    Tall frame, wide shoulders-but not burly. His near-black hair was due for a cut, curling under his ears. Dark brows, dark stubble, dark lashes and eyes.And he was handsome. So handsome it broke your heart.A deck of cards was split between his hands, paused midshuffle. Some of the men wore navy scrub tops and bottoms, some navy tee shirts, a few white undershirts. This man wore a tee, with COUSINS stenciled on the front, above the number 802267. Those digits imprinted on my brain, burned black as a brand.He watched me. But not the way the others did. If he was trying to picture me naked, his poker face was strong, though his attention anything but subtle. His entire head moved as I passed through his domain, but his eyes were languorous. Lazy and half-lidded, yet intense. A hundred looks in one. I didn't like it. Couldn't read it. At least with the horny jerk-offs, I knew where I stood.I wondered what the worst thing you could do and still only get sent to a medium-security prison was. I hoped not to ever learn the answer. And I hoped to heaven inmate 802267 hadn't signed up for any of the day's programs.

    My savior. He would have done anything for me.Then I watched him fall into a life of crime and corruption, and I thought I lost him forever.Now he's pulling me into his world and he has me exactly where he wants me. I thought two years without a word would free of my feelings but all it takes is one look and I melt, one touch and I'm craving more.I've been dragged back into his life and pulled back into his arms, and if I want him to save me I'm going to have to save him from himself, no matter what it takes.I love the man he could be and hate the man he's become. He was my hero, once. Now he could be again.

    Away from our MC club, all his responsibilities, and me. We haven’t spoken since the day he handed me the keys to the kingdom. Shoved them down my throat was more like it. I hate him, and the new family he’s playing house with. He left his entire life behind for a woman he barely knows. But I’m strong, resilient, and don’t need a damn soul to survive. At least, that’s what I thought...until she walked into my bar. Kira Someone is watching me. I can feel it. I wake up in the middle of the night freaked out of my mind, paranoid a stranger is there. My skin prickles every time I leave my house, because I know someone is following me. I’m afraid. Alone. And there’s only one person left to turn to. The stepbrother I never met. The man my stepfather speaks so highly about, but never sees. He’s the president of a notorious motorcycle club, and exactly the kind of person I need to protect me. Little did I know, Ky Parish, freakin’ hates my guts. Slashes in the Snow is an enemies to lovers, stepbrother romance, romantic suspense (emphasis on romance) with dark elements. Reader discretion is advised.

    Possessive. Demanding.That’s world-famous footballer Liam Packham in a nutshell. He’s smoking hot, cocky as all get-out, and has no boundaries when it comes to women. Innocent as she is, Audrey takes one look at Liam and knows – this guy is bad news.As his personal assistant, she’s got a first-hand look at his wild, bad-boy ways. She works directly under him, so it’s her job to follow him to strip clubs, sex parties, and raves, and try her best to keep him out of trouble.That includes keeping him out of her bed, no matter how hard he pursues her, or how much she wants to give in. He’s in lots of trouble back in London, and Audrey knows better than to get tangled up in that mess, no matter how devilishly handsome Liam is, or how sexy he sounds when he’s purring her name with that accent.She’s not about the be the next in his line of conquests – but how long can a girl resist? And when she finally gives in to her desires, will Liam slip back into his bad boy ways, leaving her carrying a secret — and his baby — all alone?This full-length standalone romance has no cheating and no cliffhangers! PUNT is approximately 275 pages. For a limited time, a bonus paranormal novel — sexy werewolves that will have you howling at the moon! Enjoy PUNT and get Shifter’s Legacy for free!