Not that my parents want to hear it.Every three years, the young eligible men and women in my community gather in Citrine Cove to party, flirt, and leave the island with a fiancé on their arm.Falling in love optional.The last thing I want is to participate in this sham. Especially not alongside the boy who tricked me. The boy who dumped me. And the boy who tortured me.Love is not in the cards for me, but so much of my life is out of my control. Why should this be any different?Preston, Nathan, and Carter are breaking down my walls. Breaking my rules. Making the girl who hates fairy tales believe in a happily ever after. Every day with them they drag me deeper into their depths, singing that siren song I can’t resist.Unfortunately, my life belongs to only one man……and he’ll kill to keep it that way.

    He still blames me for my mother’s death during my birth. He’s the quintessential tough Russian father. That’s one of the reasons I’m so happy to be in America. Until I find out he just arranged my marriage to one of our country’s richest heiresses. Valentina. I don’t even like the sound of her name. When I meet her it will be even worse. I know it. I’m practically forced to buy her an engagement ring, so I dutifully go to Tiffany’s and buy the best one I can find. She sends it back. I buy another. And another. All returned. I’m really beginning to hate this bride to be. But there’s a girl behind the counter at Tiffany’s. Gemma. An American. Every time I see her, she makes me smile. She also makes my heart pound, my pulse race, and my … how you say? ... weapon get hard as Russian steel. I can’t stop thinking about her. And getting her to help me pick out diamond after diamond for this spoiled Russian princess is driving me crazy. I want Gemma with a passion that’s making me consider taking some very drastic steps. And believe me, when a Russian says drastic, he means all night, torn bed sheets, covered in sweat, make her scream my name like a banshee drastic.

    Way to go Arielle.​Although certain death was imminent, I was rescued not only by one sexy-as-sin powerful merr-king. His brothers also had their say in what they wanted to do to me. Then colour me pink and call me surprised when they said I was their Fated Mate and that I was going to save their kingdom. Through bonding sex.That’s when I knew this was one big dream and it was my brain easing my way to the afterlife fuelled by my biggest secret sexual fantasy. Way to go brain.​But when I was abducted by a giant carnivorous octopus who digested people over the better part of a week, who was the pet of a psychotic megalomaniac intent on overtaking the world – and claiming me as his mate in the process – I knew I wasn’t stuck in some dream. No, that would be a much better alternative.​This was real and I was in trouble.A loose retelling of The Little Mermaid. Another Twisted Fairy-tale by Charmaine Ross

    Anaconda,’ they call me. I don’t chase women, they chase me. I’ve made my fortune, I’ve built my empire. I play to win and live by my own set of rules. My darkest secret? There's something I’m missing. Something all my billions can’t buy. Till she came into my life. Every inch of her curvy form makes my mouth water. But she’s heard of my womanizing reputation. Now she needs a job. And I have the perfect assignment for her. $50’000 for her to be my Mrs. for two weeks. She is mine now. Now the game is on. And I play Dirty… I won’t let anybody f*ck with my plans. But to really fall for a girl. To make her completely and utterly mine. Claim her for my own. My wildest dream and my darkest nightmare all in one… Which one will it be? If I toy with my desires, will she steal my heart? Fake Bride is a steamy fake marriage romance story with no cheating, no cliffhanger and, as always, a happy ever after ending. Includes bonus content for your reading pleasure! Enjoy.

    That's what my late grandmother always told me. Then I met Danny Rocco. The hot paramedic who's new in town. Since he patched up my knee at the side of the road, I can't stop thinking about him. That efficiently organized backpack. The scent of leather. Manly caring hands, and his eyes. WOW, a girl could rapidly lose her virginity staring into those amber pools. So when he shows up at Blossom Grove Retirement Home where I work, to assist with a medical emergency, I realize there's more to the ruggedly handsome man than just an Indian motorcycle. Should I break the dating rules? I've never gone that far with a guy before and Danny would be my first. He doesn't mind my quirky pet names for his love stick. And boy, when I finally discover how good that thing feels, I can't stop craving it. Falling for a guy on the wrong list has never felt so right. Every night spent in his bed brings us closer together. But over time, I get the feeling he's hiding something. Then he leaves town for a few days without telling me why. Danny has a secret and I'll find out the truth one pop quiz at a time.Except life has a way of throwing curve balls. And by the time he gets back to Sunnyville, mine has irrevocably changed. I should have known happy endings were only in the movies. Once I finally learn the truth, I'll need my handsome medic to fix our hearts back together again. If it’s not too late. Autumn Archer’s Call Out is an emotionally charged, sexy, romantic suspense written in K. Bromberg’s Everyday Heroes World project.

    Dale brought his two grown sons to help pack and move us into their house. Both were hard-bodied and handsome, but Caine didn’t speak to me. Colt, on the other hand, said crude stuff like, “Wanna ride with me? Then I’m gonna need gas or ass,” but I couldn’t take my eyes off his rippling muscles and challenging blue eyes.Some are about speed, sex, and defiance.When Colt offered me a ride to school, I thought the ‘gas or ass’ thing was a joke, but he wasn’t kidding. Though he barely touched me, he shattered the innocence I couldn’t wait to shed. Even then, I sensed I’d never be the same. He and Caine soon upped the stakes, putting me behind the wheel of cars that could reach insane speeds. They kept challenging me to find my inner wild child, pairing illegal drag races with high-octane sex games, games like 'winner gets head'.And some are about trying to break you.It wasn’t long before I was hooked, but I always planned to walk away. Then everything spun out of control and walking wasn’t an option. I had to run._____**Disclaimer: This is a tale of a young girl’s crush that turns to hatred and back to love. Gas and Ass is the crush-to-hate part of the story. There’s no HEA inside these pages, so if that’s a must, this isn’t the story for you. If you can delay gratification, however, the hatred-to-love part is the basis of the sequel, Turn and Burn.

    I’m just me. Opening Klein’s with my brother, Canon, was meant to be our step in our own direction. We proudly injected our Jamaican and German heritage into the food, but the rest was just us. I still wanted to be the laid-back guy I’d been before, but that wasn’t conducive with being a business owner. And then along came Heidi. If I hadn’t been in that day, I never would have met her. Now I can’t stop seeing her and wanting to find out more about her. My past scares her and makes her think I’m not in this for the long run, but I’ve never been more serious in my life.HeidiLife as a single mom isn’t easy. Sure, I’ve got other friends who are single parents, but running a business with a toddler requires navigational skills I haven’t quite finessed yet. The last thing I needed was Bond damn Klein steamrolling into my life. Initially, it’s easy to say no to him because our personalities clash, but then I saw another side of him, and it ruined me. I want to stick to my path and be good, but being bad has never felt so right. That counts still, though, right?

    I certainly never thought my military career would be cut short. But the very people who were supposed to train me, help mold me into the soldier I was meant to be, took everything from me. I lost my mind and forgot who I was for a while. I ran as fast and as far as I could, trying to find something, anything, that would make me whole again. I still haven’t found it. Liam…I know who I am and what I want. My position as the Vice President of the Broken Rebel Brotherhood is the culmination of my entire life and what I was meant for from the moment I was born. It’s everything. Or it used to be. A series of repeated one night stands with the new bartender have awakened something in me that I didn’t know was there. But she’s built walls that I have no idea how to break through.When a threat emerges and she’s forced to reveal her secrets, I realize there’s nothing that can stop me from doing whatever it takes to be the one thing she needs: a hero.

     My life is carefully planned, and blissfully free of surprises. I hate surprises. Discovering I come from a long line of Fae Slayers and must give up my position at a prestigious college to attend a Slayer Academy? Worst. Surprise. Ever. I’m a nerd. A bookworm. I slay with words, not swords. Fighting to stay at the top of the class is nothing compared to fighting to survive. If the deadly weapons and mysteriously hot, but possibly evil guys don’t kill me, then six months without cell reception might. He haunts my dreams... His eyes pierce my soul.. but will my sword have to pierce his heart? Megara’s battle to survive Slayer Academy has just begun. Weapons classes, unexpected passion, and forbidden love await in The Legacy… *The legacy is the first book in a New Adult, college-age paranormal academy series. Expect magic lessons, a bookworm heroine, a sexy scene or two, and a slow-burn forbidden romance*

    She’s rich, I’m poor. We come from two different worlds and her parents would never let a princess like her get with a bad boy like me. Which is probably best, seeing as how I lost my ability to love a long time ago. Good girls stay away from me. They know better than to get close.But Maddie wants out of her life. She thinks I can save her from the path that’s been chosen from her. But I’ve seen this plenty of times before. Rich girls like her aren’t serious about guys like me. If she wants to me mine, she’s going to have to prove she can live in my world. But if she’s smart, she’ll stay as far away from me as she can, because this heartless boy will be her ruin…

    The worst of the worst. The ones your parents warned you about. You know the ones I’m talking about. The ones that pushed other kids down and laughed at them, smoked cigarettes in middle school, and drank in the parking lot in high school. The ones that didn’t care about rules or limitations. The ones that would be voted most likely to spend their days in a jail cell. Yeah, there was something about that wicked gleam in their eye that got me every time.Some unknown need that revved up inside of me at the sight of it. I knew I could never escape it;I craved it like it was my own personal drug. Little did I know, it would turn me into a monster.

    Now all she has to do is hit number one with the next one and she has just the story to do it with: The Alleyway Strangler. And the woman who brought him down is willing to give her a once-in-a-lifetime interview. Jolene boards a plane heading for Texas where she meets a well-meaning emergency room doctor who happens to be her biggest fan. Except, this isn’t any ordinary fan. He’s connected to her past. And now history might repeat itself.While forced into a little mini vacation, Michael “Cannon” Santoro is asked by a fellow Delta Force soldier to pick up Jolene up at the airport and keep an eye on her while she interviews his wife. Cannon doesn’t hesitate. Jolene is like no one he’s ever met, and he finds himself in uncharted waters. Only, he’s about to uncover a sinister plan that will bring both their pasts on a collision course with the future, and it isn’t bright.