And that means, I need to work very closely with her! (Did I mention that I’m captivated by her innocence, by that raw talent, by the way she wins over potential investors? And she doesn’t give a f*ck to my money.)2.There’s media all around – looking for news about my next scandal. (Given my playboy reputation, this trip could be nothing but scandal. I am done the moment I see those plump lips wrap themselves around that cocktail straw. I bet that sweet throat of hers could pull a gallon of c*m from my balls.)3.She works in my company. And that makes her completely off limits. (But why am I lusting after that voluptuous body she is hiding underneath those crisp business suits? Those legs that can go on forever, those plump lips calling my name, and those curves molding to my throbbing muscles.)F*ck the no fraternizing policy.I want to own her, mark those t*ts as mine, claim her – forever.And I want her to have my baby!Guess some lines are to be crossed, right?No Limits is a full-length novel with a happily ever after, no cliffhanger, no cheating, and plenty of steam. Exclusive bonus content included.

    Me too.And yet, here we are. This isn’t even the most unprofessional thing that’s happened between us in the past couple of weeks.The first was when I agreed to let her have Christmas Day off, but only if she goes with me to three family gatherings as my fake girlfriend.The second was when she caught me belting out a Christmas song on stage in the awful hotel bar.The third was the hot, drunk, angry sex that followed, but I do not regret it.And she hasn’t even found out the real reason I need her by my side this holiday season.I need to pull it together before I do the dumbest, most unprofessional thing of all—fall head over heels in love with the only assistant who’s lasted more than a month at the job and claims to hate me and my moods more than she hates eggnog. And I’ve seen how much she hates eggnog.

    30-year-old Blake Long got a raw deal when he was but two, but he managed to pull through. Now, completely alone in the world, he’s the quiet, reclusive and shy CEO of Long Safeguard, an IT firm he built from the ground up, starting from a beat-up, cast-off laptop and ending with a billion dollars in his bank account just as he turned twenty-five, but his professional accomplishments mean nothing when all he has waiting for him at the end of the day is an empty bed in an empty flat, just as hollow as his own bare life.24-year-old Sunny Brooks is a positive-thinking, sweet, smart-mouthed freelance photographer that has been told her entire life that her parents couldn’t have picked a better name for her, and she’s always believed it was true, but lately her smiles have started to lose their momentum. For the last year or so, her boisterous, happy, forever-nosing-around family has been hounding her to settle down and if her beloved, but meddlesome older sisters attempt to set her up with their weekly version of Mr. Right one more time, she’s going to scream.And then she meets him.What happens when your smile finally finds a purpose?And then he meets her. What happens when you finally meet the one that can make you smile?They couldn’t be more different, but they just can’t walk away.Like day and night, dark and light, like the sun and the moon, but also like two magnets, two parts of a whole that, upon recognition, can no longer be kept separate. Dear Reader: This inflammable, saccharine story is so filthy, you’d better make sure no one’s standing behind you while you read it, and so fluffy-sweet, it packs its own calories. I swear: it’s gonna stay on your hips as much as the big, possessive hands of this adorable, dirty-talking, protective OTT alpha hero stay on the heroine’s curvy ones —which is FOREVER. As usual in this book there’s NO-cheating, no OW/OM drama, it’s HEA-guaranteed and features a voluptuous, innocent but spunky heroine that’s sparkly and bubbly as a flute of champagne on an empty stomach and a hero that brings tall, dark and handsome to another level, so brooding you’ll want to make him smile yourself and so uptight, strait-laced and no-nonsense, you just know he’s going to explode when the time is right (and the time is so right!). Do opposites attract? Oh, yeah, they do, baby! If you don’t believe me, come and see… Warning: hot, crazy-fast insta-love coming your way! Might melt your kindle and your heart too!

    Then she found herself raising her deceased sister’s twin girls when their father disappeared. Now, with her beautiful girls, a community that depends on her, and her photography studio finally taking off, Lee Ann may not have the life she’d imagined, but it’s definitely where she wants it. Until Cody, her bad-boy ex, returns to Sugar Springs… Cody’s childhood put a chip on his shoulder the size of Texas. Bouncing around the foster care system, he was always the one to leave before anyone left him first. Then he found a place he wanted to stick. Lee Ann was the best thing that ever happened to him. Only, he hurt her. Bad. He’s back now, and determined to earn her forgiveness…and maybe win back her love while he’s at it.

    Example: You're chatting with a guy you're interested in and your friend comes along and lays claim to him.MaggieThat's my life except it's worse. My friend who keeps jamming me is my gay roommate, and if that isn't a W.T.F. moment, I'm not sure what is. Fact: He went home with three yes, three of the guys I had been so sure were into me. Fact: He's really pissing me off. I mean, hello? I'm trying to get back in the saddle, but I'll never manage to get a boyfriend before the age of fifty if he keeps this up. Fact: Secretly, I wonder what it would be like if he weren't gay.RyThe day I interviewed for the room to rent, everything changed. I knew I had met the girl, except there was one small problem: she didn't want anything to do with men. I recognized a top-notch force field when I saw one. She'd been burned badly and didn't want to deal with a heterosexual guy as a roommate. I could've turned around and found another place to live, but I wanted to live there with her. So I had to go undercover. Fact: I'm in love with my roommate. Fact: She's going to hate me if I come clean now. Fact: I'm not giving up. Which means I'll just have to continue to run defense until I figure out a way to get Maggie to see the real me. The me that loves her. The me that would never do her wrong. Until then, I'll keep running off every guy who shows any interest. Until then, I'll continue to Clam Jam.

    For Jude Jamison, his frustration has a name—May Price. She's everything the former Hollywood bad boy actor came to Stillbrook, Ohio, hoping to find: open, honest, lovable, and full of those luscious curves you don't find on stick-figure starlets—curves May doesn't seem to appreciate in herself. Every time Jude tries to get close to the skittish business woman, to take her in his arms, she thinks he's joking. Joking? Joking does not involve lots of cold-shower therapy.Time for new tactics. If May can't respond to his sly compliments and sexy innuendos, he'll just have to spell it out for her. Jude Jamison is going to lay down the law for May Price. And after that, she'll have no delusions about just how much he wants her.