As it turns out, the Riverwalk murder is linked to a secret society whose members don't like the FBI sniffing around, and before long Korrine and Rafe are also marked for death.

    She’s too smart to expect the diehard bachelor to suddenly turn into Mr. Right. Until the infamous ladies’ man starts putting the moves on her… Jake’s prowess is legendary—in and out of the courtroom. And he’s never met a woman he couldn’t seduce. Except Charlotte Evans. Jake’s lovely assistant may be the only female on the planet who sees past his playboy façade. And now Jake wants forever with the one woman he can’t have. Or can he? Because when it comes to love, some laws are made to be broken. The Hamiltons: Laws of Love Family. Justice. Passion.

    It’s like getting knocked in the head with a baseball bat—except far more pleasant. Though she’s supposed to be all business while her company tries to win a lucrative development contract in the oil-rich country of Qadir, Holly simply can’t stop herself from happily succumbing to his charm. When she’s called back home after her father suffers a stroke, thoughts of her sheikh romance are never far away. It’s only when she’s ready to return to Qadir to continue her work that she discovers Malik gave her more than sexy memories. She’s pregnant—with twins. And when she sees him again, Malik makes it painfully clear he’s not only rejecting her development proposal, he’s not interested in any other formal proposal either. He wants all of her. But Holly isn’t sure that’s available, or ever will be. Sheikh Malik has never reacted to another woman like he does Holly. She’s all business—at least in the beginning—and he finds himself oddly compelled to get to know her other side. Intimately. When he finds out she’s pregnant with his children, he finds himself wanting her more. But when Holly begins to talk about how she wants to develop his oasis herself—the one that her company had been desperate to buy and the very one his mother loved and hoped one day would belong to Malik’s future wife, he pulls the breaks on their whirlwind romance. How can he love a woman who seems so out of touch with everything he values? And yet, how can he not love the only woman whose ever touched his soul? USA Today Bestseller Leslie North invites you to indulge in a sexy sheikh romance with a smoldering billionaire, alpha male Sheikh falling for his head-strong American woman in this interracial romance... This novel contains sexual content.

    Dating online is hard. Dating online in your thirties is hard. Dating online in your thirties after being in a ten-year relationship is hard. What’s not hard? Meeting men who aren’t really single. Having your time wasted. Receiving unsolicited pictures of genitalia. Said genitalia. When did dating become so complicated? I just want to find a nice, good looking man who replies to my entire text message and doesn’t text me “WYD” every hour. I just want to find a fun loving, intelligent man who doesn’t have a Master’s Degree in Cheating, Shenanigans and Tomfoolery and isn’t fluent in lies. I just want to find a man who is actually the height he listed in his dating profile. I jumped back into the dating scene with tempered expectations. I didn’t think all the men I would meet were going to be amazing, but I didn’t think so many of them were going to be disasters.

    After receiving her degree, she finds herself in California and tries to build a self-contained life.Enter Azmir Jacobs. A tall, dark, handsome, and very wealthy man, whose street credibility and executive power in the corporate world has beautiful women at his beck and call. However, only one woman has caught his eye: the resilient Rayna Brimm, who turns out to be more than he bargained for. Even though both have checkered pasts, can Azmir conceal his convoluted life long enough to prove he can provide Rayna the stable and reliable love she clearly needs and deserves? Just when you thought you’d begun the read of an urban novel, you turn the pages and find the journey of a classic love tale and a story of redemption instead.

    Janette is pregnant and not only is this wedding happening, but Deniece has to arrange the festivities. Deniece’s feelings and pride are hurt, but surprisingly, Terrance’s younger, sexier, cousin, Ethan Wright, is there to provide a listening ear and a strong bicep to cry on. Ethan’s interested in Deniece, but she has a rule about dating younger men. Despite her resistance, things heat up between them and Deniece begins to wonder if it’s time to break a few rules of her own.

    With his beloved mother gone and no father he's ever known, the business is Romeo's everything. It's a place where anything can happen--and the evening one gorgeous young woman and one intriguing old musician walk into the bar--and into Romeo's life--it does. There's something about high-powered, down-to-the earth Taryn Williams that captures Romeo's attention like no other woman has. Yet unanswered questions from his past seem to hold him back from real commitment. For Romeo to move forward in love, he'll have to learn some devastating truths--and James "Piano Man" Burdett is there to teach him. And with Taryn's help, Romeo just may accept that like music, life sometimes needs to be improvised. . .

    When more details surrounding her husband’s death come out, Martese is left wondering if she ever knew her husband at all. With her life in shambles, Martese throws herself into work, taking care of displaced kids as a social worker. On the night where Martese’s problems were about to get the best of her, a little girl by the name of Amaya, is thrusted into her life, until she has to take her to her real guardian, the big-shot lawyer, Preston Miles, Jr. Preston Miles, Jr, Junior Partner of Miles and Langston, was as arrogant as he was a functioning alcoholic. When he wasn’t in the court room, he was throwing back beers and partying. The only thing on his mind was making senior partner and proving that he can take over his dad’s law firm. His life abruptly changes when Martese shows up at his door with a little girl that he had never seen in his life. Not until he was forced into his guardian role, Preston realized what he was truly missing; a family.

    

    I would have said it was a setup that was doomed to fail each and every time. I had friends who had been there, done that, and got the keyed car and broken windows to prove it. I didn’t need to experience it for myself to know that I was good on that. That’s what I would have said before if anyone wanted to know my opinion. In a way, I still thought like that, except… I’d known Aisha since I was thirteen years old and if you would have asked me, I would have said I knew her pretty well. That couldn’t have been further from the truth, and when she revealed some things to me—things I had somehow missed over all these years—I found myself uttering words I never thought I’d say. It was just an agreement. You could almost call it a selfless act on my part. I was just being a good friend. The thing was, I forgot who drew the lines in the sand and before long I found myself caught up in the more-than-friendly benefits with my very good friend. Author’s Note: This is short, steamy read featuring explicit language and situations. If either of those offend you, this might not be the story for you.

    Years later, through hard work and sheer force of will, she had provided a good life for her daughter and started a successful home for teenage mothers and their babies. But from the moment television producer Garrett Lawrence began a story on the teen center, Dione's hard-won confidence was shaken. How could a man she found so attractive and intelligent be so cynical about unwed mothers? Battling her conflicted emotions, Dione would have to defend the work she believed in - even if it cost her a love that promised a lifetime of happiness.Garrett didn't think much of "irresponsible" teen mothers. He knew firsthand the misery of being given away and searching for the acceptance he never could seem to find. Although he found himself drawn closer and closer to Dione because of her independence and passionate determination, his painful past kept getting in the way. Now Garrett and Dione must find their way to each other through a search only the heart can undertake—and only love can bring.

    

    In desperate need of a very quick come up, she finds herself willing to spend one night with a man who is as mysterious as the past she doesn’t know he’s hiding, but what will happen when one night turns into several and Remi finds herself once again battling between what she believes is right and what she knows is wrong? Though she knew what was at stake when she agreed to do what he asked of her, the battle between her heart and her mind leaves her willing to chance it all in a risky game of sex and love, a game where the two can so easily be confused as one and the same. Usually, the reward is always greater than the risk, but what will the outcome be when the risk is greater and Remi finds herself in a gamble of getting everything she’s ever desired only to give herself up in the process. Fair warning: This is not the average romance or love story. This is a story of risk and opportunity, where two people find themselves unwillingly falling for each other along the way of those two things.

    

    Korah is not above using her feminine allure to her advantage. And Brick, an ultra-sexy cowboy, will stop at nothing to catapult his company to the forefront of the Texas construction scene. Sparks fly when the powerhouses collide vowing to take all or nothing in the boardroom as well as the bedroom. ●●●●● Excerpt ●●●●● “Anything you tell me to do, I’ll probably do the opposite,” Korah said as she watched him. “Well, in that case don’t go out with me again,” Brick said. “Don’t invite me into your home, and certainly don’t ever come to my home – or my ranch.” He offered his fork with a juicy bite of lobster speared. Rather than lean over the table and allow him to feed her, Korah took the fork from him and fed herself. She returned his utensil as she chewed the delicious morsel. “Is that really your ranch?” she asked, “on your website?” He nodded. “It’s been in the family for years. It’s all mine now.” “And I guess you have horses and cows and stuff?” “No cows,” he said, hypnotizing her with his intense gaze again. “But I do have horses. Would you like to go one day? You wanna ride my horse?” Korah did not miss the innuendo, nor did she back down. “Where is it located?” “Lewisville. I have a ranch hand who lives there full-time. He takes care of things while I’m away.” “What else you got on your ranch?” Korah asked. “Actually, I could show you better than I could tell you,” Brick said. “Are you saying you do wanna ride my horse?” His boldness made Korah’s clit quiver. “I haven’t ridden a horse in years,” she replied. “I’m worried I might fall off.” “You gotta hold the reigns tight,” Brick advised. “You gotta wrap your legs around him and squeeze a little, with your thighs. And if you do fall off, you gotta get right back on, and we’ll take it a little slower.” Korah grinned. “I don’t know what you’re thinking about, but I’m only talking about riding a horse.” “Oh, well here, have some more wine,” Brick said and commenced to fill her glass. Korah couldn’t help but laugh at that. ●●●●● © Keith Thomas Walker