I am at loose ends for various reasons and nothing sounds better than a month in Cancún during Spring Break. Nothing, that is, until Bridget Blaze--who looks like a goddess come to life—wanders into my bar. She’s here to work… just like me, but the attraction between us is so hot we find ourselves throwing off our obligations almost as fast as we throw off our clothes. It doesn’t take long to realize she’s way out of my league. She’s got it all together, a plan, a career, and no room for a guy who’s still figuring things out. She’s got it all, where do I fit in? * * * * * Is it getting hot in here? We sure hope so! It’s Spring Break season, and your favorite Flirt Club authors have put together some steamy, short stories about sexy times in the sun! So grab a piña colada and take a break while we heat things up for you. We promise you will get hot and bothered with our hunky heroes! Sun, sin, and string bikinis… everything’s going down.

    triple-fold. My son is number one. My business is number two. And number three – non-existent. I don’t have time for anything else. Love – not for me. Sex – absolutely. Relationships – hell no. I had a wife. She died. HEA over. I was content with that fate… Until my best friend’s daughter. Little Danielle was all grown up, and when she needed a job... Well, I just happened to need a new secretary. I couldn’t help being bad. I had to have her. Her beauty. Her curves. Her doe-green eyes. Her innocence. She was a forbidden temptation. But I became the snake anyway, enjoying every damn second… Until she got pregnant. I told myself another marriage and kid were off the table. Yet I was so drawn to Danielle. Now, we’re at a crossroads. One path is paved with obstacles; The other offers me freedom. Time to choose…

    So when his chief at the Boston Fire Department offers him two choices—mandated therapy for supposed PTSD or a permanent desk job at the station, he reluctantly agrees to see a shrink. Only this doctor is unlike anything he expected. Female and curved in all the right places? Check. Hotter than a four-alarm fire? Check. The kind of woman that can heat his blood in and out of bed? Check, check. And oh, yeah, he just happens to have first hand experience... Of all the men to walk into psychologist Olivia Jones' office, why did it have to be him? Her one-night stand isn't playing by the rules of just. One. Night. She’s had her heart broken in the past, and no way is she going there again. And now he's blackmailing her into three dates? Well, if that's what it takes to make him see a different therapist, fine. She can handle it. So what if the chemistry between them is combustible? She's a professional, damn it. She'll date Mr. I'm Too Sexy For My Bunker Pants. But it won’t end in the fun he expects. It’s time to see how much heat this fireman can take...

    I’m a rocker through and through, and nothing can change me. I don’t believe in romance and happily ever afters. Or at least that’s what I thought. Enter Kayla Marshall, romance writer and travel companion for thirty days. She’s oblivious to how the real world works. It’s my duty to open her eyes to the fantasy land she lives in.When the unthinkable happens and my long-time friend and drummer for Razor’s Edge leaves for rehab in the middle of a sixty-day, forty-three-city tour, I’m faced with the reality that there is more to life than the music. But before I can tell Kayla that I was wrong, she disappears.Now I’m questioning everything. Are there such things as happily ever afters, or are they just a fantasy people believe in? This is my journey to discover if a rock god can give up his evil ways to find the one he was destined for.

    He’s the last man Chloe Girard should love . . . but the first she ever could. Ethan Frost is a visionary, a genius, every woman’s deepest, darkest fantasy—even mine. And, somehow, I am his. He stole into my life like a dream. Turned my reality upside down and made my every desire come true—especially those I never knew I had. He demanded everything I had to give and gave me everything of himself in return. But dreams don’t last forever, and ours is no exception. Because my nightmares are darker, and my wounds deeper, than I could ever reveal. And as much as Ethan wants to protect me, the secrets we share will only tear us apart. Includes a special message from the editor, as well as excerpts from other Loveswept titles.

    She’s un-touched and my assistant. I’m Dagger Braun though. I’m used to getting what I want. Even if it means risking it all to make her mine. Who would have thought an ex-SEAL like me would open a yoga studio? Before I can offer classes, I need a talented instructor who can follow my lead. No attachments. Just someone who is professional. That was until Whitney walked into my studio... She was smart, funny and gorgeous – a combination that will tempt any man. The throbbing in my pants proves I'm no exception to that temptation. Those innocent eyes and plump lips could be my undoing. Each time I see her, all I want is for her to submit to me…mind, body, and soul. You know what, maybe she's the one? The one I don't want to share and ever let go of. But a dangerous, unsettled score from my past could ruin our only chance at real love. Despite all odds, I am determined to make her mine! ***Body Talk is a full length, stand-alone romance with a guaranteed HEA. No cheating and no cliffhangers.***

    Instead she chose college and a career. She doesn't have time for love or men--not with work and the responsibilities of raising her younger sister. But when her sister is kidnapped and a sexy Special Ops bodyguard is suddenly thrust into her life, Jordan must let go of her tightly controlled world and accept help from the one man who poses a huge risk to her well-guarded heart. He's in the wrong place at the right time .Delta Operator Aiden Foster was more than willing to do a favor for his buddy, but why did it have to be guarding a spoiled debutante? Aiden has zero interest in babysitting a rich girl for a week, but when he meets the reserved scientist, his opinion does an about-face. When Chinese terrorists kidnap Jordan's sister, it's assumed the girls' billionaire father will be asked for ransom. Instead, the kidnappers want something that could lead to an international disaster. Once Jordan and Aiden discover she's been betrayed by someone close to her, there's no one to trust but each other.Time is already running out, but when Jordan is taken hostage too, Aiden is faced with near impossible odds. Can his beautiful woman use her brains to keep herself and her sister alive long enough for him find them?

    Only nobody knows. Not even the man who owns it.I’m anal, I’m meticulous, I’m a perfectionist.I do not tolerate unprofessionalism.If things aren’t done the way I want them to be, someone pays.And with a past like mine, the cost is high.When Tawny Graham crashes—literally—into the Key, she threatens my grand plans.She’s a stumbling, infuriating nightmare,With a body that taunts me and eyes that haunt me.And I can’t be distracted. Not when I’m so close.Then I find out the real reason she’s here,And that changes everything.This enemies-to-lovers romance brings the heat to the Florida Keys against a backdrop of suspense, luxury and bad ass alphas.

    But businesses are struggling in her small town, and her beloved store is threatened by a new retail development scheme.Sawyer, Jamie’s former high school sweetheart, startles her when he comes to town for the first time in fifteen years. She soon learns he’s the architect of the proposed development and he’s there to sell local business owners on his plan. Sawyer had no idea that Jamie had bought the bookstore and poured everything she had into it. If he takes it over, he’ll break her heart a second time.Jamie’s discovery of a box of old love letters and valentines might hold the key to saving her shop. And after all this time, could love be in the cards for Jamie and Sawyer, too?

    Just another twenty-something girl, living the dream. That’s what I tell myself every morning. That I’m successful, self-aware, and well-balanced. It's just a tiny fib. I would be all of those things, if I had friends who didn’t work with me at the bank. And if I made it to pilates more than once a quarter. And if watermelon slushies weren't the main source of nutrients in my diet. It wouldn’t hurt if I’d had sex in the last year, either. (My best friend insists Jorge the Nightstand Boyfriend doesn’t count.)But when you know where you're going, you don’t need to enjoy the ride. Right?Even if some teeny part of me did want to fool around, Max Donovan would be the last guy I’d call. Sure, he made the indie video game that broke the internet. And yeah, his eyebrow piercing’s sexy, in a ‘what-are-you-in-a-band?’ kind of way. And fighting with him gets me going faster than Jorge on bezerker mode…He’s still colder than a cactus and twice as prickly. And I’m not talking about his face, because the guy’s barely old enough to shave. It’d really be best if we just ignored each other. Which is a problem, because Max Donovan is my new biggest client.So what happens when the girl who lives to work meets the guy who was born to play?Game on.

    This is no home for me - not after what I’ve seen. Not without the girl I thought would always be here waiting for me. My best friend, the girl I grew up with. It was only ever me, her and my dog, Rod. And then our two families joined and imploded. My girl was gone and I went away. And all I could think of in all that time was that I’d always wanted more of her. What if I’d told her? What if I’d moved her out of the friend zone? Too late now. I’m back and she wouldn’t even recognize the strapping broken man with secret desires. I don’t believe in second chances - until I see her again. Scherri I can't believe it's really him. He's so huge. And gorgeous. And all alpha male. And I have to stop thinking of him like that. I have to remember he’s some sort of stepbrother now. He hasn't forgiven me for leaving. And so much has happened since then. But I can't stop the forbidden fantasy. Or thinking of that delicious kiss, my first. Before I knew what a kiss like that means. Now I'm ready. So ready. And I want Steele to truly be my first. In every way. I want to luxuriate in his arms and I want him to show me how. And then his army buddy shows up and I want a whole new experience. One I shouldn't want. One that's way off limits. So filthy good. Only Steele can give me everything I need. Steele is a 40,000 word standalone novella with a very happy ending. Get ready to wring out your panties because this second chance romance features military themes and some hot menage scenes directed at totally pleasuring the girl.

    His mission to clean up the team’s tarnished reputation. When a sex trafficking ring involving SEALs comes to light, Evan must decide who he can trust to help him clean house and restore honor and pride. Before he can get started, an unexpected phone call with his college-age daughter and his ex-wife throws his personal life into chaos.Genevieve Hubbard has spent the last twenty-one years as a schoolteacher, nine as a single-mom after her decision not to follow her husband’s career to the other side of the country. While she never stopped loving her ex-husband, she’s made a life for herself that doesn’t include him.Their daughter has been keeping secrets—the father’s identity from Genevieve, and her pregnancy from Evan. When tragedy strikes shortly after the baby is born, Evan and Genevieve must work together to do what is best for everyone. Will they find love again, or will they lose everything that is precious to them?

    So I ran.And when I stopped, everything began.She was tattooed and badass.She was the piece I never knew I was missing.She was real love.And she was keeping us a secret.But all secrets are bound to break free. I just hope that when ours does, she knows that this time, I'm staying.NOTE: A shorter version of this story was previously published in the BURN ME Anthology. This is the extended and complete story that will make your heart burst into flames. Grab an ice-cold drink and a fan; it’s about to get hot in here! Crash & Burn is a standalone romance. It is a companion novel to the Crashing Series.

    Sure, she had a rough start, but didn't she eventually land a prince and a happily-ever-after? Meanwhile, Jane is busy waiting on her demanding, entitled sisters, running her cleaning business, and . . . yep, not a prince in sight. Until a party and a broken shoe incident leave Jane wondering if princes---or at least, a certain deliciously hunky billionaire---maybe do exist.Except Brock Wellington isn't anyone's dream guy. Hell, a prince would never agree to be auctioned off in marriage to the highest bidder. Or act like an arrogant jerk---even if it was just a façade. Now, as Brock is waiting for the auction chopping block, he figures it's karmic retribution that he's tempted by a sexy, sassy woman he can't have. But while they can't have a fairy-tale ending, maybe they can indulge in a little bit of fantasy . .

    She had no idea how far out of her depth she was about to be, when she bought a dilapidated house in the Washington Peninsula. It was in desperate need of some help, but she was fully convinced that she could do majority of the work herself. A few self-help videos, and maybe a class at a hardware store — she’d have this in the bag. Easy peasy. Before she even signed the papers, she noticed her sexy neighbor, Blake Whitmore. He was a general contractor with his own business and an eye for detail. Painting walls, repairing cabinets and caulking bathtubs were among his many specialties. Blake was dead set on showing her she had no business remodeling a home. Playful flirting, sexual innuendos, and physical attraction are all part of the job… right? Except they both may find out that things aren’t all fun and games when walls come down, and layers are scraped away. Relationships are built on solid ground, but not when foundations are full of cracks and there’s so much more hiding underneath.