Only this young, wealthy American in Paris has a secret. If she lets it free, there’s no telling what she’ll do. Being the wild child is one thing. Letting her dark fantasies run wild is quite another. How could she? The better question is…how could she not?He wears a suit, but he is not entirely civilized.Oleg Balashov is often hungry for something he'll probably never find. His closest friends have similar appetites, and the private club they own is the perfect place to feed their desires. Oleg is ready to pay an old debt with an arranged marriage, mafia style. Then Samantha appears on a barstool with just enough curiosity to get her into trouble. She's in way over her pretty head. Or is it the other way around?The Masters of Club Duval have a new pet, and she isn’t so easy to tame. Samantha Hunter is about to rewrite all the rules for these Doms, and nothing will ever be the same.Trigger warning: Oleg owns a whip, and he knows how to use it.After the happily ever after ending, the epilogue of this book will be an introduction to the prologue of book 2, Unleashed.

    Told him to count his lucky stars, to stop and smell the roses. Kind of hard to do when your body is bound by chains and cuffs. That’s what it felt like, anyway, when Phoenix Steele woke up from his coma to a life full of restrictions. Once known around town as the fearless, indomitable heir to the Steele fortune, the former Marine was suddenly labeled unstable, short-tempered, and loose cannon. Unwilling to accept his issues, Phoenix instantly clashes with his assertive therapist—the town’s most eligible bachelorette.No one knew overcoming the odds like Dr. Rose Floris. Determined not to be a statistic, Rose lived her life under carefully constructed routines—until a gruesome murder and a series of mysterious events reveal she’s become the center of a madman’s obsession. Suddenly, Rose’s world is turned upside down and she finds herself under the watchful eye of her new patient, a broken man she’s been warned not to trust.As the tables begin to turn on their client-patient relationship, Phoenix realizes he must battle his own demons before he can save anyone, including the woman who’s become his own obsession...An obsession he’d kill for.Phoenix is a standalone romantic suspense (no cliff-hanger!).

    

    I’m living in my car because I don’t want to waste money on a motel. Most of the towns I’ve been in are only a place to crash for a few days and make some money before moving on. It all changes when one girl decides to befriend me. Now, I’m living in Smokey’s apartment while he stays at the clubhouse for the most part. Still, I’m klutzy as hell and that’s the one thing I can’t do anything about. Have you ever spilled several plates of food on a biker? I have. It’s not fun and I’m scared to death every time people sit in my section.Things change when I find out my cousin is living in the same town. Now, I have a reason to stay in Shadowville. I take her in and raise her as my own. Then, a little boy absolutely captures my attention, and he needs someone to love on him and take him in too. That’s when everything changes. Again.SmokeyI don’t want an ol’ lady or children. My only focus is the club and what we’re doing. However, I can’t stop myself from helping Jasmine. There’s a pull between us and I have no problem exploring it. As long as she understands it will never lead to anything important between us. Nothing is ever long-term with any woman who spends time in my bed.When kids become involved, I can’t handle it. There is no way in hell I want to be in the same home as Jasmine and the kids. My past rears it’s ugly head and I make the worst decision of my life. One I might not be able to come back from. No matter what happens, it’s not just between Jasmine and me. There are other people to consider, and I’ve never had to do that before.

    I feel like I'm going crazy in this town.That was until I met her. Lydia.An angel from out of town who came here to save me.She's the only girl who makes me feel sane.She's a damn goddess.I have to do anything to keep her happy, anything to make her mine, anything for her..."LYDIA"Sean. They call him Brash. I can see why.He's part of some motorcycle club or something.The tattoos. The muscles. That demeanor. Why am I not surprised he just got out of prison? They don't make'em like him in the city.I don't know if I can handle a man like him. But damn if I'm not so attracted to him..."Welcome to Ivory, home of friendly townsfolk, honest cops, and motorcycle clubs.Lydia leaves the big city to start her life over in the small town of Ivory. It's nothing like she's ever experienced, including Sean, member of the Black Reapers Motorcycle Club. The ex-convict has Lydia captivated. A torrid affair draws them to each other. But the life of a club member is never easy. Will a passionate attraction that the two of them crave be enough to keep them together? Or will life in Ivory be too much for them to overcome?BRASH is a STEAMY standalone romance novel featuring a bad boy biker and the woman he'll do anything to protect. There are no cliffhangers and no cheating. Happy ending? You'll have to read to find out!

    I return to Riordan’s Cove, angry and adrift. Wanting to punch a hole through the wall every time someone looks at me with pity in their eyes, I distance myself from my family and drown my sorrows.I’m knocked on my rear, literally, by the adorable, nerdy waitress trying her best to juggle the wild crowd in the rowdy bar. Who in the hell hired her to work in a dump like this? When she looks up at me and bites her lip, my worries about what I’ve lost flee my mind, and I suddenly want to play a whole new game—scoring the girl who’s just captured my heart.It won’t be easy. She thinks I’m a dumb jock who’s not worth her time. Now, I need to prove to Gina that I’m serious and in love.Scoring Gina is the most important play I’ve ever made.

     I’m determined as hell to win this Halloween Bake-Off. The prize money—$10,000—would help me pay off my mom’s medical bills and do some other nice stuff for her, too. Not to mention that it would be mind-blowing to be this year’s bake-off champion. I’m up against some stiff competition, though. Most intimidating? An executive pastry chef named Jackson. And it’s not just his credentials that make me feel shaken up...it’s also his mouth-watering good looks. I absolutely can’t let myself get distracted by him, though. There’s too much at stake. But it’s getting harder...and harder...to...concentrate... SUGAR LIPS is a fun, short, Halloween romance with steam, sweetness, and a happily-ever-after!

    It ruled my life. It calmed me and made me who I am. She was the girl I shouldn't want to be with. Her man left her at my clubhouse and I gave her two choices. She chose me. So maybe she didn't realize she chose me but either way she did. Now I'm battling an unknown threat and a girl that shouldn't be good for me along with my own addiction. What could possibly go wrong?