Specifically, old cars. His company restores and modifies classics, especially muscle cars, to their former glory.Too bad, there's one thing from the past that can't be brought back, even if he wishes she could.But on a Friday drive home, a car off to the side of the road returns dreams and wishes to his head.She's back.This time he's not letting her go, even if it means fixing the one thing in life that might change the past.Shelby's life never turned out to the way she wanted, but not for lack of trying.There was always something missing. Something not right.But when her car breaks down and her past steps from a pickup truck, she's nineteen again with all those feelings rushing over here.Is this second chance the one chance she has to make things right and can she let go of fears of not being enough to take the chance?Find out in this adorkable love story of an alpha geek and a curvy woman, today!

     Do you believe in fate? Do you believe in soulmates? Do you believe in second chances? Quinn Since the car accident, I felt like my life was a giant puzzle and I was missing the vital piece that would complete me. Little did I know I would find my missing piece in New York City. He was handsome, kind, and I felt something the moment I met him that I never felt before. For the first time in twelve years, I was happy, and I was convinced that nothing could destroy that feeling. Noah The day I saw her in the art gallery was the day I felt like life had been breathed into me again. She was beautiful and she didn’t know who I was. She felt something. I could see from her eyes and the way she smiled at me that she felt the same connection I felt. She fell in love with me, but I had a secret. A secret that could possibly destroy us. Was it worth taking the risk? What I wouldn’t give just to be able to rewind time. 18+

    I noticed his eyes first, deep luscious pools I wanted to dive in and drown. The broad shoulders, mighty fine muscles, and dimpled smile didn't hurt either. And as soon as I met him, I just felt... warm and protected. Safe. One hitch though - Nate's my fiancé's friend. And I'm not the type to cheat. Unlike my jerk of a fiancé. Yeah, guess what I just found out. Good old Jack has been playing around. Of course, it's one rule for him and another for me. I know what Nate and I have is real. So real there's a baby growing to prove it. But if Jack finds out he'll destroy us. He's the billionaire that runs this town. Is true love worth the price?

     Ethan Blackwood. Cold. Heartless. Rich. A man with an inexhaustible bank account and zero conscience. He’s my fiancé and my nightmare. I’m stuck with him. Until my lover from five years ago, Graham Hawthorne, returns with a shocking claim: We’re married. Graham stole my attention with a half-cocked smirk and his stunning looks. He’s every bit the gorgeous Viking, minus the sweetness. He wants me back. For good. But Ethan refuses to let me go. Instead he’s declaring war, the winner taking all. I’m supposed to choose. My lover or my captor? Heaven or Hell? I thought I could handle their bitter battle over me...until I discovered their decades-long secret that’ll destroy us all. Author's note: This is dark, steamy enemies-to-lovers romance between a possessive billionaire and a former lover, who is engaged to his rival. Full-length standalone. If you love over the top bad boys, you'll love this book!

    The sexy genius can solve any problem… except for me.I'm his new roommate.His best-kept secret.And his best friend’s sister.So, when Dylan gets the nerve to tell my brother about us, he knows where to find me.

    And when she gets a look at the jaw-droppingly handsome owner of Purely Pleasure, she knows it.Carter Daniels understands passion. The inventor and reluctant CEO has made his name—and his fortune—on creating some of the hottest toys on the market. When the delectable Maddy’s hired as the company’s new social media manager, Carter tells himself to stay away, no matter how much the spirited brunette tempts him.But at the company retreat, Carter overhears a tipsy Maddy confessing her ex broke things off because of her high libido. Now Carter can think of nothing else.Maddy’s curves and quiet strength have got Carter all worked up…now it’s his turn to show her what it’s like with a man who can’t just keep up, but stay up.

    That’s all she was when I agreed to play a part in deceiving her. But then the unplanned happened.We met. And all I wanted from her was a dirty weekend . . . until that wasn’t enough and I longed for so much more.Lawrence Thorn suddenly means the world to me. And that’s a problem. She’s my business partner’s sister. Forbidden fruit. Pursuing her can mean trouble for me at Lovibond Brewery. But I don’t care.I yearn for her skin against mine.I crave her smell on my body.I want to make her laugh and then hear her moan my name.And she does for a brief moment in time.But Lawrence wants more than I’m able to give. And it’s a damn shame because there’s no one on earth I want more than her.An epic love.A miserable ending.Unless it’s not.

     Oh, how stupidly in love with that boy I was. He was the first boy that made me blush, my first official crush. Sounds beautiful so far, right? That excitement that bubbles up inside you, those famous butterflies you feel for the very first time—he was the reason for them all. But, you only get to live in that fairytale world until they crush your hopes and dreams and then stomp on your heart for good measure. And boy did he crush my little heart into pieces. After the stomping part he became the boy I did my best to stay away from—and let me tell you, it was pretty hard to do when he slept in the room right across from mine. When tragedy struck his family and they moved away, I was ready to forget he ever existed. Now he is a movie star, the one who makes women of all ages go into a screaming frenzy, the one who makes everyone swoon with that dimpled smile of his. Do you think that’s dreamy? I certainly don’t think so. How about me coming face to face with him? Nope still not dreamy. Not when I can’t even manage to look him in the eye. Me? I’m Olive, a new writer. Actually, I’m THE writer of the book that inspired the movie he is about to star in on the big screen. As of late, I am also referred to as the oh-so-very-lucky girl who is about to become the wife of Jason Thorn. Maybe you’re thinking yet again that this is all so dreamy? Nope, nothing dreamy going on here. Not even close. To Love Jason Thorn is a full-length standalone, which also contains some pretty hot and descriptive sex scenes. *winks*

    Yeah, that Barrett Callahan—the one the press dubbed “Bare” after those naked sexting pictures surfaced. At twenty-five, I was armed with an MBA from Harvard, an executive position at my father’s Fortune 500 company, a penthouse, and a different piece of delectable eye candy in my bed every weekend. I had a life most men dreamed of. But then my father decided to run for president, and my playboy lifestyle became a liability to his campaign that was built on family values. My “makeover” comes in the form of a fake fiancée who I don't even get to choose--one who is an uptight, choirgirl acting priss but also sexy-as-hell. AddisonMy latest relationship had gone down in flames, and I was drowning in a sea of student loans when in true Godfather status, James Callahan made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. Seven figures for seven months on the campaign trail pretending to be the adoring fiancée of his son, Barrett. As soon as he won the election, our engagement would be dissolved amicably for the press, I was free to ride off into the sunset a million dollars richer, and because of the NDA, no one would be the wiser. Sure, I’d never met the guy, but I’d been a theater nerd in high school. I could pull off any role from Lady Macbeth to Maria Von Trapp. But that was before I met my fake fiancé—the infuriating, self-absorbed, egotistical, drop-dead-sexy King of the Manwhores. The race will be a fight to the death finish, and that’s not even the actual campaign.

    Owning the bake shop my parents always dreamed of means everything to me. And when opening day happens, I think I've finally got everything I've ever wanted. Until he walks in and reminds me of what used to be. Tall, dark and dangerous - that's what Caleb has always been. For my heart, at least. But when he places a special, sweet holiday order for his mother, I can feel my defenses crumbling just like the biscotti I'm teaching him to make. Can I save myself this time? Or will my heart be broken all over again?CALEBAn unexpected trip home turns my holiday plans upside down - especially when the girl I can't forget has come home too.I should have known my mom was setting me up, but I walked right into her sweet little trap. When I see Melissa standing behind the counter of the brand new bakery in town, I can't help but remember that she's the one that got away. Her curves are still as delicious as they used to be and I can't deny I want a taste. Can I convince her to give our love another try? Or will she get away one more time?Sugar & Spice Nights is a multi-author series of holiday inspired instalove stories with curvy women and their hot guys. Come find out how steamy and sweet the nights can get today!Don't forget to meet ALL the hunky sweeties!

    

     Ivy My life wasn’t supposed to look like this. I wasn’t supposed to be stuck in this small town. So, when my best friend gets me an internship at her brother Simon’s company in California, I would be stupid to refuse. The only catch is, I’d never quite gotten over the kiss he and I shared on my nineteenth birthday. The day before he skipped town. But he’s my boss now. And even though that dimpled smile still gets to me, I’m not going to let him break my heart again. Simon Ivy Soleman, with her strawberry blond curls, delicious pouty red lips and legs that make every man drool themselves dry. I should have forgotten her by now. She was nothing but a distant memory from a past I’d left behind in our godforsaken town. But now she’s in my office. And as much as I try to deny it, the truth is that I like having her around. Watching the way her body moves in those pencil skirts. The thing is that I’m not the only one looking. I don’t like the idea of other guys fighting over her. My need to protect her and her perfect shapely hips kicks in. But I’d left her once – had I lost my chance forever? This is a 30,000 words standalone story with a HEA. 18+ readers only.

    As a dentist, I can't recommend any of his sweets. But as a single mom and loving daughter, I can tell you they're all amazing.While I'm working at the booth, a handsome stranger in an impeccable booth stops by to buy some peanut brittle. When he chips his tooth, I offer to help. I don't expect what happens next: I fall for him.TheoAfter abandoning my detail, I hide out at a quaint town's holiday festival. I am only looking for a few days away from the demands of royal duties. When I meet Joy, I find myself wanting more from this holiday: her.As I get to know Joy and her family, I build a connection with them I have never experienced before. They like me for me, not because of my title. I know I have to tell them the truth about who I am. But I do not want to break the spell of this magical Christmas we are sharing together.Sugar & Spice Nights is a multi-author series of holiday inspired instalove, curvy woman and hot guys stories. Come find out how hot and sweet the nights can get today!

    I've got women screaming my name every single night. But I wasn't born this way. I was a virgin once. And I long to relive the innocence, the delicacy, the delight, of my first time. I long for the pleasure of exploring a woman's curves without knowing what I'll find. I long for the excitement I felt the first time I entered a woman, heard her cry out, and almost fainted from the pleasure she gave me. But there's no rewinding the clock. At least, that's what I thought. Jane's a ballerina and the most innocent girl I've ever met. She's a complete virgin. And I'm going to make her beg for mercy. I'm going to show her all the things I wish I could relive. The thrill of the first touch. The pleasure of the first taste. The overpowering ecstasy of her very first real 'O'. And when I'm finished, she's going to be utterly mine.