Two years ago, I made her sweat and beg for more, and then I left to serve my country. The military owns me, and I don’t have time to get attached. Until I come home. After meeting again for the first time since I left, she shows up at my doorstep and asks for my help. Her psycho ex-boyfriend is after her, and only a real man can keep him away. I’ll give her what she wants. But she’s going to get a lot more than she thinks. Piper is going to be mine. I’ll fight off her enemies and show her how hard I can be. And when I’m done, she’s going to get down and take what I have to give her. I can’t wait to see the look on her face when I tell her what she’s doing next. Piper That cocky SEAL wasn’t supposed to take me again. He was supposed to be a burning hot one night stand. I let him press my wrists down into the pillows until I couldn’t say another word. After that night, Gates left to serve overseas in Syria for two years, and I moved on with my life. Until he showed up out of the blue, just as cocky and handsome as I remembered. All of those old memories came rushing back, and I knew I would get back down on my knees if he asked me to. Now I need his help, but he wants more than I’m capable of giving him. I don’t know how I can keep him from sliding my panties off when all I want to do is say yes over and over. Second Chance SEAL is HOT, action-packed, incredibly steamy, and features some dirty language. It’s only recommended for audiences 18+. Second Chance SEAL is a standalone, full-length novel. No cliffhanger. Guaranteed HEA.

    Literally… So what if I gave into a moment of weakness with a hot stranger on a train? Maybe did some things that would make my mom shake her head. No problem, right? Go on about your way, right? It’s a big city…millions of people and you’ll never see them again, right? Wrong. It turns out this guy I let myself go with is my new client, Derek Lowell. Not only that, but of course he has to be a hot, single, billionaire and all, and obviously he has every woman at my job salivating over his ultra-ripped body with his 8-pack abs and beautiful, rugged face and his monster…uhmm…ego? You know by now what all those alpha-male billionaires say in these blurbs. Like, ‘Oh I always get what I want and I want her, haha’ or ‘She doesn’t know it yet but she’s going to be on her knees begging me not to stop, haha’. Ya, whatevs, dude. You wanna get me on my knees it better be because I’m about to sit on your face. Oh, what’s wrong? Is the Big Bad Alpha-Male Billionaire scared of lil’ ol’ me? Oh, now he’s mad and he says he’s gonna teach me a lesson. I think this is gonna be fun… *** It’s the cute single girl versus the Big Bad Billionaire in this first installment from Mona Cox. Guaranteed to be sweet, sexy, sassy, and fun. No cheating or cliffhangers. Happily Ever After? Always, babe ***

    He’s also the most conceited, insufferable, arrogant man I’ve ever met.Did I mention he’s a freaking prince? An actual, real life Prince Not-So-Charming.He’s tattooed and pierced, too. Prince Albert has a Prince Albert piercing. That's right – he's pierced you-know-where. Allegedly. I’ve never seen it.My mother is marrying a king. Being a princess is every girl’s fantasy, right?Except that means Albie is my new stepbrother.Oh, and one more thing -- I accidentally married him.We’re keeping the biggest secret on the planet.Ever heard the fairy tale about the Princess and her stepbrother?Yeah, I didn’t think so.I’m royally screwed.

    She has graduated high school, but there’s only one thing she’s ever truly wanted in life…the one thing she can’t have…her stepbrother, Jasper. Jasper Lewis tried to get away from the one person he shouldn’t want. But moving only a couple of miles away was a pitiful effort, and he’s tired of resisting what he wants. He’s coming back to claim what’s been his since day one, no matter what the consequences. This taboo love is so dirty, so wrong, and your lady business is gonna thank you! Warning: It’s okay if you like it, because this is a judgment-free zone. But these two are about to get it on like their dad may walk in at any moment. Enjoy!!

    Because he’s built like the tanks he rode in Afghanistan. Beneath Conrad "Beast" Beeston III’s fierce, intense gaze, his brooding temperament, his knuckles scarred from fighting, lurks a wild man, his strong, broad back darkly inked with his own hard truths.He only has one mode, and “Beast” is it. He ripped through Tilly's life, tearing it to shreds, and then he was gone, giving a stiff middle finger to a life of entitlement. He left her like he leaves them all—with little more than a broken heart. But for Tilly, there was one more thing. He left her with an unbearable secret she’s been forced to keep for years. Tilly’s privileged life, after her recent graduation from Mt. Holyoke, has come to a screeching halt under tragic circumstances. Had she really believed she’d never see her Devil Dog stepbrother again? Now he’s coming home—and she’s forced to face his cocky smirk and arrogant swagger, to look once again into the eyes of the monster who left her. Forced to confront him, what she sees is a raw, broken, tortured man who just might be the only person she knows keeping even bigger secrets than she is.

    He swore to protect me.He failed.They all failed.I’m an open box of passé photographs, snapped in chaste daylight, but filtered in sepia. I’m the past that he tried to forget, and he was the future I needed. When he left six years ago, I screamed for him every night. But then it all stopped. My screams were suddenly muffled by cruelty, and further coaxed by pain.But he has come back. He’s not the cute big brother I had a furtive crush on, or the bad boy, rich brat that I hated to love.He’s the ruthless vice president of Wolf Pack MC, and he doesn’t answer to Royce Kane anymore.He answers to Sicko.

    She’s my childhood enemy. And very off limits. We were eighteen when we first met. She was stepping out of the pool. A goddess rising from the water. I was the cocky prick that said everything wrong. My attempt to hide my real desire. We didn’t act back then, but now we’re all grown up. And a blind Valentine's date is about to throw us into the fire. If the wrong people find out about our relationship, we’re screwed. My enemy just stepped into the lion’s den. And this lion’s hungry.

    Faking the truth was a whole lot harder. * Lord Ivan de Greystoke Don’t let my fancy title fool you because I'm a bad boy. I've always been. Now I've set my sights on Tawny Maxwell the one woman who stirs a possessiveness and desire in me that makes my insides twist. She's nineteen, blonde, fabulously beautiful, and married to Robert Maxwell. Which makes her a gold digger and my f**king stepmother! Oh and completely unavailable ... until now. For the old man’s dead, she’s the heiress of a hundred million fortune, and I’m the executor of her trust, but it ain't no walk in the park. My stepbrother and stepsisters feel robbed and are of the opinion that she should join her husband a.s.a.p, and I’ve got a raging hard-on. Permanently. Then I come up with the perfect solution. A fake marriage ... to me. Tawny Maxwell Everyone thinks I’m a gold digger. Even the dazzlingly, beautiful man whom I can't stop thinking about looks at me with distrust and suspicion in his silver eyes. But they don’t know the whole story. I have a secret. It's so big it will blow their minds, but I’m not telling. Never...

     And if luck be a lady tonight, then I’ve got a full house…a full house of women lining up for the biggest c*** in Las Vegas. A full thirteen inches of thickness. They call me the “Schlong of the Strip,” “Her Ultimate Hold 'Em,” and the “C*** from Clark County,” but they can’t stop calling. Except her. I see her in the crowd. She checks me out, and I raise. I want to ante up and see if her slot's ready for a big deposit, but she only wants a safe game with low limits. She’s the first girl ever who’s playing high stakes with my emotions, and I can’t read her poker face. They said the king could do no wrong, but I ran into an ace. I thought twenty-one was lucky in Vegas, but it's her first time experiencing Sin City. I'm going to do whatever it takes to show her we're two of a kind...the perfect pair. She thinks I’m gambling with her heart, but all I want is for her to pull the handle and hit the jackpot that shoots us into the stratosphere to paradise…forever. *Lucky 13 is an insta-everything standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

     I head to the mountains for a fresh start. And hopefully some employment. The Barrett brothers offer me a job at their furniture company- and a whole lot more. Together, they give me all the things I've never had. Comfort, love, protection, excitement and family. In exchange, they only ask for one thing. To share my body-and my heart. It's too good of a deal to pass up. But will it be able to last? Loved by the Lumberjacks is a full length standalone reverse harem romance with no cheating, no cliffhangers and a very happy ever.

    I fell for a mystery guy who I spent a long, amazing weekend with. Then he got up and left me, without even a goodbye. I was nothing more than a bit of fun.He broke my heart.I didn’t see him again.Until my mom and her new husband, Jack, decide to take us all on a family vacation to the lake so I can meet my new stepbrothers for the first time.I don’t see it coming.When he gets out of that car, my world stops. My passionate lover is…my stepbrother.He isn’t the same man. He’s a prick and he makes sure I know it.I’m not the same woman. I’m in love with him and I very much plan to make sure he knows it.He won’t make my life easy. I won’t give up.

    To help me numb the pain. Because for those few minutes of pleasure, I could shut it all off. The reminders of all that I had lost. All that I had endured. Of all that I saw die before my eyes.I slept with a man I can’t get out of my head. It was supposed to be a one-time thing with no attachments and no commitments. No names were exchanged, no phone numbers swapped. And that was fine by me... until I lay awake at night, dreaming about that man’s caress. Wanting and yearning to feel his touch once more.But one day, my fantasies of seeing this man become an all-too-consuming, nightmarish reality. Suddenly, he is in my house, that cocky grin of his silently promising more to come. And the reason being? His father is getting married to my mother. We are going to be family.I am in the seven circles of hell. His look alone consumes my soul and makes me beg for more. He wants me and is determined to get me. I’m his obsession, and I’ve just become a slave to his infatuation... to the games he likes to play. The games he knows will have me surrendering to his will.But that’s not the only problem. That’s not the only reason I am living in my own personal hell.The year before I met my soon-to-be step-brother, Hunter... The year I made a decision that will ultimately end up destroying my very soul...I lost my virginity to Hunter’s dad.Warning: Contains scenes of emotional and physical abuse. Readers with sensitivity to such subjects are advised to proceed with caution.

    I'm not supposed to need him, but I can't stop. I'm not supposed to love him, but my heart won't listen. Most of all? I'm definitely, under no circumstances, supposed to sleep with him. Grant "Wrecker" Harrison spent three years of his life locked away. He's out and he's tired of hiding. He wants everyone, even his father Judge President of the Death Lords MC, to know she's his. Chelsea Weaver loves Grant even though she knows it's wrong. She knew it was wrong when she gave him her virginity and she knows it's still wrong three years later... because Grant's her stepbrother and Judge is the only father she's ever known.

     Now, before you judge me, hear my story. Hear how much I'm like you, how similar my thoughts are to your own. Yes, I'm a horrible person. Yes, I've done horrible things. Yes, I don't deserve forgiveness. Yes, bad things happened because of my actions. But I'm willing to bet I've done things that maybe, just maybe, you have thought of doing. Maybe, just maybe, you're not as innocent as you'd like to think. Or maybe I'm not so guilty ... Full Length Standalone Novel, 85,000+ words

    I didn’t know he was back from Kuwait. When I came home from my position as an overseas correspondent, I’d expected I’d never see him again. And that was the way I’d wanted things to be. After all, I couldn’t let him know about my daughter. Our daughter. I couldn’t help my feelings for him, though. I’d always been drawn to him. But he had never wanted children. I had to respect that. But he wasn’t the same man I’d met in Kuwait, and I wasn’t the same woman either. I knew sooner or later he would find out my secret and sh*t would hit the fan.