What do you get your arrogant jerk of a boss when you get him for secret Santa? The spending limit is $35, Elle, so the latest gizmo isn’t going to work. I wouldn’t be able to afford it if there wasn't a cap, and let's be real, billionaire Matthias Felton probably has it already. Why did he even ask to join Secret Santa in the first place? He has everything he could ask for! Multiple mansions, parking lots full of the luxurious cars, and did I mention his looks are to die for? Literally, to DIE for. Oh, and his two other billionaire business friends? They make every woman in the building regret wearing panties. Why wear them if they'll be wet with arousal by the time the triple threat of sexiness exits the building. What’s Matthias' endgame? Who fucking knows. Yet, silly me. I ask him at our Christmas party because my tipsy, pretty much drunk alter ego had balls that night and wasn't going to leave until I got the answer my ears yearned for. He finally tells me, and I realize I'm not wanted by one, but three. Matthias, Logan, Titus wants me, and now I wonder if I can get out of this Secret Santa fiasco before it gets a little dirty. (A Reverse Harem Christmas Tale)

    That’s what I did—I ran away without once looking back. People say starting over is the best way for a new beginning, but that’s far from the truth if you end up back where you began. Sometimes life likes to throw lemons at you really hard until there’s nothing left to do but make lemonade. I’ve known pain, but not the kind that messes with my heart. That is until Logan, Dalton, Trey, and Nicholas came into my life without a warning label. I’m not prepared, and I’m afraid after fighting since day one...they might just be the reason I finally break. *A dark, reverse harem bully romance, with lots of triggers warnings and a slap of taboo.

    Until we met." MishaI can’t help but smile at the words in her letter. She misses me.In fifth grade, my teacher set us up with pen pals from a different school. Thinking I was a girl, with a name like Misha, the other teacher paired me up with her student, Ryen. My teacher, believing Ryen was a boy like me, agreed.It didn’t take long for us to figure out the mistake. And in no time at all, we were arguing about everything. The best take-out pizza. Android vs. iPhone. Whether or not Eminem is the greatest rapper ever…And that was the start. For the next seven years, it was us.Her letters are always on black paper with silver writing. Sometimes there’s one a week or three in a day, but I need them. She’s the only one who keeps me on track, talks me down, and accepts everything I am. We only had three rules. No social media, no phone numbers, no pictures. We had a good thing going. Why ruin it? Until I run across a photo of a girl online. Name’s Ryen, loves Gallo’s pizza, and worships her iPhone. What are the chances?F*ck it. I need to meet her.I just don’t expect to hate what I find.RyenHe hasn’t written in three months. Something’s wrong. Did he die? Get arrested? Knowing Misha, neither would be a stretch.Without him around, I’m going crazy. I need to know someone is listening. It’s my own fault. I should've gotten his number or picture or something. He could be gone forever.Or right under my nose, and I wouldn’t even know it.

    If I stick to it, I can escape and finally be free of my father's suffocating grip on my life. My plan does not include four stubborn, rich hot guys that just happen to run Harvard Academy. Brent, Cole, Tristan, and Axel are the top of the food chain. All the boys want to be them, and the girls want to be with them—except me.The thing about spoiled rich boys... they'll do anything to get what they want. These four have set their sights on me—a sweet, innocent pawn in their game of little white lies. And now my plan is f****d... Lies, lies, lies... The lies from Harvard Academy's Elite had fallen upon deaf ears. With the truth revealed, Sam was the only person I could turn to and trust. But a girl once so broken, was only bent. As I returned, stronger than before. The de Lacharriere's could play their silly little games and spew their lies. One thing remained true, I was getting free of my father's clutches. Even if that meant having to side with the enemy. The four guys who broke my heart with little white lies, would have to heal me with their ugly dark truths. *Bully Romance* Reverse Harem* Angsty* #WhyChoose* Steamy*

    Payback. Chaos. If you’re looking for a story about unicorns and rainbows, this ain’t it. Now, if you’re in the mood for something a little psychotic and a whole lot crazy, then you’re in the right place. I’m Lola Harding. My parents used to call me their angel, but they’re dead now. For the last few years, I’ve made a name for myself—the Night Slayer. I stalk the clubs and make sure anyone with greedy hands and stupid ideas is permanently taken off the streets. One night I happen to kill the son of a crime lord, and then everything changes. They’re going to kill me, I know, but until they do, I’m to be their pet, wear their leash, and do whatever they say. The Lucianos are a family full of psychos and hatred… and I just might fit in better than I ever did anywhere else. And as a bonus? The other sons are the handsome and dangerous type, and even though they despise me for what I did to their brother, even though there might not be any light left for me at the end of this tunnel… I plan to enjoy the ride. Buckle up, b*tches, because it’s about to get wild. **Shadowed Heart is the first in a planned trilogy. It is an RH/Why Choose series, meaning there are multiple love interests, steamy scenes, and some things you might find triggering: violence, mentions of abuse, etc.**

    After getting tangled up in Carnage business, it isn’t long before I'm tangled up in their sheets. All they see is my blonde hair and sweet smile and they want to dirty me up a little. I'm a splash of pink within the leather-clad army, standing out like a tampon in a condom factory. But it’s not my fault they underestimated me. I might like girly things but I’m much more likely to spray you with bullets then sprinkle you with glitter. I could just tell them they have me labeled all wrong. But then, where’s the fun in that? Please be advised that this book may cause shallow breathing, exploding ovaries and spontaneous disintegration of panties. As a result, all readers should be over the age of 18 and refrain from reading in public places. Trigger warning: This book contains swearing, violence and sexy fun times with not one but three bikers.

    Darkness lurks under the neon lights in the form of the three panty-melting assholes that run the club.Zander, West and Rocky are exactly the types of dangerous men I’d sworn to avoid.They want me to play by their rules, but I’m nobody’s puppet. Sexy smirks and inked muscles won’t stop me from getting what I really want. Revenge.Everyone better watch out because my name is the only sweet thing about me…Killer Candy is a full-length gritty reverse harem romance featuring a sassy stripper who isn’t afraid of sticking the knife in - quite literally. Contains violence and mature themes, so reader caution is advised. This is book one of three.

    Eight weeks. Forty shows.Countless opportunities to make him pay.The world thought he was a God...But I knew the truth.

    She should be scared of her dominating, fierce captors...but there's something wicked inside her that's craving to obey their every dark desire. Melinda's an all-too willing captive to three smoldering sex maniacs...but is it all too good to be true? Will her delicious captors overcome their own demons enough to let her in…or is she going to end up a victim of the world's sexiest crime spree?

     I was stolen from my family and raised in the Wastelands to the North. I did what I had to ensure my survival. I became The Champion, with my history carved into my skin for all to see. Now I spend my days drinking and hiding from my past until four newcomers offer me a job I can’t refuse. When my past and future mix I must once again rise and fight. This time it’s not for my freedom, it's for my happiness. *Contains triggers and a cliffhanger ending. This is a dark Dystopian RH.

     When asked how I survived all of those years by myself, I had one answer: the Shadow Man. I have no memory of that time. No memory of anything, really, before the accident. I rely on stories from my fathers about this supposed imaginary friend. Got into a fight at school? The Shadow Man made me. Stole from a store? He forced me to. Snuck out of the house? He came with me. I had almost completely forgotten about him. Until I move into the horror house - the house rumored to be a gateway to hell. Strange things keep happening, and I am helpless to prevent them. More importantly, people keep dying. Particularly, people that harm me. It’s already a struggle to survive a new high school and town (including the attention of a dangerous gang), but now I have to survive ghosts too? One thing becomes painstakingly clear: The Shadow Man wants me to come home. This is a young adult, slow-burn, horror reverse harem romance. It is the first in a series and WILL end in a cliff-hanger!

    To be fair, he deserved it. But Calix and his friends, Barron and Raz, they don’t see it that way. Not that it matters. They’ve bullied me for years, and I’ve never known why. At least today, they have something real to be pissed about. All of which would be fine, if today was a normal day. But it’s not. It’s far from normal. My mantra has always been: this too, shall pass. But not today. Not the worst day of my life. Hot bullies, busted cars, and pain. Somebody kill me now.

     First place honors go to my twin, Ethan; however, hate isn’t a strong enough word to convey how people feel about him. Not that I blame anyone—some days, I hate him too. Mostly, I’m just lost and afraid, drowning in a sea of betrayal and guilt, wondering how this happened right under my nose. There’s no choice but to leave. To move clear across the country in a last-ditch attempt to start over. Transferring to a new school midway through senior year is hellish for most people. For me, it’s a welcome relief—until someone discovers our secret and now everyone knows. The pointing, whispering, and scathing looks follow me around again, and I’m back to square one. Except, this time, I’m not alone. Axel, Skeet, and Heath took me under their wing from the minute I arrived here. I’ve no idea why three of the hottest guys in town took any interest in me or why they continue to have my back, but I’m so grateful to have them in my corner. Because, right now, they’re the only reason I’m not following my brother into an early grave. This is an upper YA/NA standalone. Due to sensitive content and possible triggers, this book is recommended to readers aged 18 and older.

    Or my boring night shifts at the convenience store. Even dodging my skeezy ex-boyfriend’s bumbling attempts to seduce me.To say my life wasn’t great was an understatement. But at least it was mine.Or it was until Mom came home and announced she was getting married. That was the day my life became unrecognizable.As if a new home and a new family weren’t enough, I found myself enrolled at Everly Prep—an exclusive academy where the rich send their pampered and privileged teenagers to be educated.And it was immediately obvious I didn’t belong.Patronizing staff members, mean girls, and snobs galore greeted me as I roamed the hallowed halls, but it didn’t bother me. I invited them to do their worst.Then I met them.Seth, Theo, Cooper, and Mason—known as “The Rogues”—ran the school with iron fists and wicked tongues, making Everly Prep their own private kingdom. They were powerful, gorgeous, and brutal, a deadly combination that made them invincible.And I was the perfect target…or so they thought. But I'm Chaz Miller, and I don't go down without a fight.

    So that's what I'm doing, attending soirees and parties with the glittering elite, looking for the man that will complete me.Then I meet him.Orion Ratcliffe, heir to Ratcliffe Industries and all around bad boy, we're shoved together by his parents in the hope of a match.But what he wants is something else altogether.He has three mates, some of the biggest, baddest men in town, each more beautiful than the next. The last thing he needs is another, more socially acceptable partner. So in exchange for my help in deflecting his parents' attentions, he'll Bridgerton the situation, squiring me about town, drawing other men's eyes, helping me find The One.So why is it their gaze I feel on me the most, tracking my every movement? All in the name of protection, of course.Society wants me to be a good girl. They don't want another mate.But fate? She has completely different ideas about our futures.