But when he met Carly, and hired her to work for him, he couldn’t stop the feeling. He refuses to admit it to himself, or anyone else, as their relationship remains his precious secret. But when his beloved, Carly Sinatra, finds herself in trouble, his actions speak for him. With help from her father, Big Daddy Charles Sinatra, and her uncle, Mick the Tick Sinatra, as well as a heaping side dish of the Gabrinis, Trevor is willing to turn this world upside down to keep Carly safe. In the first installment of a new series, Trevor Reese learns the hard way that falling in love in his profession can be hazardous to his health.

    She’s dangerously curvy. Will she bring light into his cold dark world? Or will his darkness consume her? Some say Garrett Chambers was born evil. Since, the day he took his first breath, he’s caused nothing but chaos, destruction and death. Some call him the Grim Reaper, because when you see him, death soon follows. Others call him a Butcher, because of his skills with the blade. One thing he’s never been called is a lying hypocrite from hell. Until he meets her. Oni Evans. The beautiful, curvy, smart mouth writer he kidnapped as a means of retaliation against someone he used to call a friend. It isn’t long before she turns his entire world upside down and has him rethinking all of his decisions. He doesn’t believe in nonsense like love and forgiveness. Yet, the more time he spends with her, the more he’s realizing that maybe those things aren’t so useless. Maybe he should believe in love. Maybe he should believe in forgiveness. Maybe he should believe in her. However, after all he’s done to her, can he convince her to believe in him?

    Cheated twice, and he was sloppy with his escapades, which left me and my acting career vulnerable. I just wanted to escape. Go to a small town and hide. I found a tribe of older ladies, who were way too nosy and nastier than expected. Then I found a man who was way too sexy and gruff for his own good. It didn't matter, though. We were from two different worlds. Fletch: The woman floated into town, then inside my bar, asking for high-end drinks. I gave her a beer. A regular ole beer. That's what we drink. Who did she think she was? A Princess. Come to find out, she was. My princess. I couldn't keep her, though. She was destined for far greater than my small town. The very same one, I vowed never to leave. This is a quick, IR, BWWM and HEA novella. #standalone Other novellas: - 10 Spicy Novellas - Duncan's Pride - Extraction - Rectified - Lady Guardians - Lunchtime Chronicles - March, Strut - Cole - Warren

    Mary University in Detroit, Deborah Brooks is smart, beautiful and focused. Deep within the archives, she cares for letters, diaries, books and family records, each telling stories of lives lived long ago. Yet nothing excites her more than making new discoveries among the storied collections. When the university receives the Dubois Collection anonymously- along with a multi-million dollar gift to protect it- Deborah is more than intrigued to discover its secrets. Little prepares her for an unexpected visit from the donor- the sexy Englishman Ben Stewart. He is relentless, charming and far more than she imagines. He shatters everything she thought she knew... about herself. Together they unravel the secrets of the Dubois Collection, finding love and mounting danger along the way. But it’s Ben’s utterance of one word - awaken- that triggers a flurry of unrelenting visions she can’t escape. Deborah soon learns the visions are key to unraveling the mystery that binds her to Ben. Can they save each other or will he lead to her ultimate demise?

    His darkness is why she stays. Maxwell Bishop was the man with a plan, and nothing--and no one--would get in the way of what he wanted. Until the day Kiana Moore walked into his life. Her beauty made him pause. Her kindness made him want to claim her. She was supposed to be off-limits. He was supposed to respect boundaries. Pursuing her could bring his perfect world crumbling down around him. In the end, none of that mattered. He wanted her, and he would do whatever it took to have her.To keep her sanity, and her job, Kiana Moore needed to stay away from Maxwell Bishop. No matter how much she tried to deny her desire for him, she couldn't get him out of her mind. His lips beckoned her closer, teasing her with his sinful smile. His deep voice seduced her with every word he spoke. She had to resist him, even if it was the last thing she wanted to do. Her livelihood was at risk. Her reputation could be ruined. Then again, none of that mattered. Maxwell wanted her, and she knew he wouldn't stop until she was his.When need and desire can no longer be denied, just how far will he go to claim his woman? Maxwell always gets what he wants. He'll let nothing get in the way of convincing Kiana they belong together.*Contemporary Romance | BWWM Romance | Novella | HEA*

     Scar: I’m known as the Prince with the scar. The bad boy royal. You know, the one serving life for murder. Until my parents, the King and Queen of Genvora, are killed. And now they have no choice but to set me free. I’m the devil who’s about to become King. But before I take the throne, I have some business to attend to. And I feel like taking my hot PR manager along for the ride. Although— there’s something not quite right about her. She doesn’t flinch when I kidnap her. She doesn’t blink when my bullet skims her cheek. No, I don’t trust her at all. And I’m obsessed with finding out why. The Devil Who Would Be King is a (very, very) dark interracial romance. First in the Power Couples series. Be prepared for a jaw-dropping cliffhanger!

    As an artist in San Francisco with latent wolf abilities, she didn’t know about. She thought she, her brother and father were safe since they lived and worked under the laws of the five wolf packs that separated the city. As long as they knew on whose ground they stood, life was simple and good. All that changed the night of her gallery opening when she was attacked and the black wolf saved her life. Everyone knew Lazarus Vale’s wolf. He was the alpha of his pack and all the other district alphas answered to him. And her gallery opening was in his territory. He was arrogant and egotistical; the man kissed like a dream and made her want more. Lazarus formally asked for her hand to be his mate and her father accepted. What? Little did Ivy know that long before she was born, the blood that ran through her veins caused her mother’s death. And her latent wolf may only have been sleeping until her true mate broke it free of its bonds. As secrets are revealed, Ivy doesn’t know who to trust not even in her family. She saw the wicked games that could be played and she was caught in the middle. Could she even trust Lazarus, the black wolf that drove her mad with desire? Was having her as his mate… his love, the only agenda he had?

    Her goal in life is to stay as far away from them as possible. When she compulsively accepts a dare to enter their domain—The Gladiator—Reyna questions her sanity. When the leader of the local Vampyr clutch claims her as his, Reyna does the sensible thing. She runs. Tariq recognizes his Heart’s Blood the minute he sees her sitting at the bar. After centuries of being alone, he has no intention of allowing her to escape him. When she manages to do just that, Tariq goes a little crazy. Tariq Bastien does what Vampyrs do best—he hunts. The more he discovers about her, the less it makes sense. No human should be able to escape him, and he’d recognize one of his kind. When he finally finds her, will the mystery of her past draw them together or drive them apart? Reyna's Mate is a science fiction, paranormal romance with spicy love scenes. Both hero and heroine hail from alien planets whose species have resettled on earth.

    She was Nina Hunt. Singer. Songwriter. Music Royalty--and she suffered from a broken heart. Returning from her latest world tour, Nina became a recluse. The only way she knew how to get over her very public breakup with her movie star ex-boyfriend, was to put her pen to pad. Being a musical genius and star didn't mean she was without flaws. She had fame and fortune, but it all meant nothing if she couldn't find someone to love her despite her many imperfections.Sid McFarland took one look at the woman in his office and knew he was in trouble. Her bronze skin, perfect smile, and sexy curves caused a stirring in his chest that he knew he would be unable to pursue. She was his client. She needed help, but the more time they spent together, the more he knew she should be his.The intense passion between Sid and Nina should be illegal. Their steam filled passion was something that songwriters dreamt about writing. They are from two different worlds, and there are those who want to do nothing but remind them of how different they are. Will their love be enough to keep the world from tearing them apart?Pieces of Me is a sexy and steamy interracial romance novel that will have readers becoming addicted to the writings of Peyton Banks.

    After a series of failed blind dates, Nicole buries herself in the success of her firm and turns away from pursuing relationships. But when wealthy business owner Greyson Black turns his attention her way, she struggles to resist the lure of temptation. After a bitter divorce has soured wealthy businessman Greyson Black on relationships, he turns his focus to the success of his family’s international chain of hotels and resorts. But his decision to hire local vendors has him regretting his decision to swear off relationships when he meets the lovely Nicole Cabot. She’s completely opposite of everything that he’s ever wanted in a woman, and she stokes a passion in him for living and loving that he’s never felt before. Nicole’s decision to surrender to Greyson creates passionate and steamy days and nights between the two. But Greyson’s ex-wife’s arrival creates a compromising situation that has Nicole hardening her heart against Greyson. Amid a brewing tropical storm, he must find Nicole and save her and their love.

     Okay, no man was ever going to control what she did, not ever again. Okay, no man was going to control her outside the bedroom. Not ever. The problem with Le Duc was the man just didn't listen. He was Dominique Nadir Amir Afshar de Choiseul, or duc de Choiseul. He didn’t just run a criminal empire older than most countries, he was an actual duke. Not that it mattered. She wasn’t impressed. Duchess explained over and over again that she wasn't getting married. Period. End of discussion. Just as soon as he stopped talking. And looking so edibly delicious. Maybe just a little taste… Ex: “Sir, we’ve arrived.” Nadir blinked. Damn, he hadn’t even noticed the vehicle had crawled to a stop. Right next to the object of his fascination. Not waiting for the driver to come around to open his door, he slid across the seat to exit closest to the tree. As soon as he was out of the car, he went straight for it, scanning the ground around the base, then the lower branches with no idea what he was looking for. Until he found it. Those were definitely rope burns on those bare, lower branches. Damn. “It’s a hanging tree.” Encountering a child was the last thing Nadir had expected, though he hadn’t really been sure what to expect. Not knowing what to say to the little person who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, he said nothing as she continued. “Some say the ghosts of the poor fools hung on that tree haunt it, tied to its roots for eternity.” Wait, this little person couldn’t be more than five maybe. Should she know how to talk like that? “My daddy died on that tree.” What? She just stood there, a riot of midnight colored curls falling all around her face and over her shoulders, looking up at him as if what she just said was perfectly normal. In fact, she looked pleased with her tiny fists resting on her hips. With her chin up, her back straight she continued to stare even when he didn't reply. What could he possibly say? Her expression didn’t change as she waited him out. Nor did she stop staring at him directly in the eye as if she was his equal. No, as if she were above him, as regal as a queen in her frilly little dress and bare dirty feet. With skin the color of toasted caramel, the imp had eyes that were almost amethyst with spikes of marine blue. Those eyes carried wisdom a little girl shouldn’t have. Who was she? “My mama ain’t gonna marry you.” Giving him a sweeping look from head to foot she shook her head as if she felt sorry for him. Sorry for him. No one felt sorry for him. “You might as well just turn around and go home.” “Angel Flower! What have I told you about using proper grammar?” Nadir had no idea where the voice of the grown woman admonishing the little girl was coming from. He couldn’t take his eyes off the fascinating child in front of him who was currently rolling her eyes. “Pardon me. My mother isn’t going to marry, so I am afraid your trip to my house is a big, fat bust!” To emphasize her point, she raised her little chin even higher while also raising a brow as well as any fifty-year-old man. Laughter bubbled up from somewhere deep inside Nadir’s gut. It started out rusty, like an old pipe suddenly flooded with a rush a water after laying dry for about a decade. Soon peals of pure, unadulterated mirth filled his body, echoing across the courtyard.

    31 days is all I have to bask in a life that can never be mine. Never. It's nonsense. To a man like me, that's all that it calculates to. To be told that I can't have what I want is like saying the sands of the desert isn't hot."I'm never going to be yours," is what she claimed the last time I spoke to her. "It can never be a you and me. You know that, right?"I actually think she believed that. However, as I said before, I don't take kindly to being told no....not when it comes to the woman that I love, the woman that I've waited to make my own...the woman that I know wants me too.Chione has no idea that the hunter in me loves it when she runs. Silly girl should have learned by now that I am the crowned Sheikh Shahid Rajput, and I will get my bride! ***A DESERT KING'S OBSESSION 2; The Finale- Available AUG. 21, 2019***

    He chose to leave and start anew.Fresh with new beginnings, both meet under unusual circumstances leading to an unexpected attraction...Only someone isn't happy with the budding romance and will do anything to stop it. With obstacles that seem insurmountable, their feelings for each other will be tested. For Anjula, Choi Jin Woo is willing to be her shield but will he be able to withstand the blows that will batter their relationship to keep them together. ***Cliff Hanger***

    She has epitomized beauty, innocence.Everything about her captivated him. As they matured and their love grew, he worshipped her body and soul.And then, without reason, Maliah Porter left Ephraim Levine, and shattered their unbreakable love. He was suddenly held captive by her memory.His obsession with her ruined him... But it also shaped the attractive, brilliant Ephraim into a calculating man.One who would stop at nothing to take what he wanted. Maliah.He will set the perfect scene-- build the perfect cage to entrap the Queen.And finally free himself of the restless need to dominate the one who stole his heart.Ephraim's Hurt Room includes a devilishly, depraved, hot alpha, who has grown tired of waiting for his HEA! Expect the pages to burn with tension, passion, and a lot of steam in this sexy, brand new romance!WARNING: This book includes scenes that may be disturbing to some readers.

    Now as an adult Tony finds himself attracted to black women but due to social taboos is unable to have a true relationship.It doesn’t help that his mother will not accept the fact that he will never marry any of the many Asian women that she randomly sets him up with. But then one day the woman of his dreams walks into the office. She is everything that Tony wants; bodacious, big booty, big boobs and black. The only problem; he is her boss.Nikki likes Tony but finds herself attracted to his friend Dean, African American and sexy! Unfortunately he is not nearly the man that Tony is and by the time that she discovers this it may be too late.