It is the first book in a series that follows four brothers. Dive into this friends with benefits office romance filled with so much emotion and forbidden heat, and of course, a happily ever after sure to make you swoon. This is Ryan’s story.

    Neurotic and obsessive when it comes to work details, sure, but a damn cute temptation nevertheless.She's been a good tenant and an even better worker. Plus, she doesn't simper or throw herself at me like a lot of women who find out my net worth. I've grown...fond of her, oddly enough.But if she drags me out of bed in the middle of the night to talk about work one more time...* * * * *The man's a saint.Not only did Jason hire me for the greatest project I've ever run point on, but he also let me move into an amazing loft in his building as an extravagant job-relocation perk. Sure, he can be a grouch when I accidentally wake him up to go over the project, but he's still a saint nevertheless.He's been a fantastic boss and a surprisingly protective landlord. But...when did his shoulders get so wide? And why is that growling voice of his making me all weak in the knees lately?Also, is it still considered morning wood if it happens in the middle of the night...or something more?* * * * *NOTE: This high-heat, low-drama standalone is a fast-paced dirty, flirty rom-com chock-full of HOT, swoony, feel-good fun. Contents include: A gruff blue-collar billionaire and feisty tomboy heroine. Lots of schmexy good times and steamy romance throughout. And of course, a sweet, melty HEA. No cheating. No angst. No stress. No cliffhanger. Enjoy!* * * * *The HARD, FAST, AND FOREVER Series- Book 1: Bare Ass in Love (Jason & Summer)- Book 2: Hard Ass in Love (Logan & Nicole)- Book 3: Gruff Ass in Love (Cade & Katelyn)***Previously titled Show Me Yours – same fun story, just with a fresh title/cover makeover***

    

    Honestly… you can’t make these things up.All I’ve wanted was to travel the world and have enough money to do it. Simple, right? Wrong. Florence has become a second home to me. I’m in love with the city and everything it has to offer, but it hasn’t really loved me back. Making enough money to travel isn’t an issue when you don’t even have enough to make rent. But then I meet a hot billionaire. Yes, in the club, and he offers me a job. And get this… I can keep my clothes on in this one. What?!I’d be crazy to refuse him. Even if being attracted to one’s boss can never be a good idea. We work and play well together, but forever isn’t in the cards. He’s from Florence and I’m an American. Neither of us are willing to give up our homes. On top of it all, Italian mothers aren’t like American mommas, and this situation we’ve created isn’t going to be as easy to clear up. Neither is me having to explain not one, but two little heartbeats that just popped up on the doctor’s monitor.

    BUT MY HEART KNOWS WHAT'S REAL.His proposal came in a little black envelope with thirteen unlucky words:You still owe me that favor, doll, and I'm cashing in.Marry me.In a normal life, I'd never get hitched to Calvin Randolph. Not with his heart-stopping blue eyes, infamous player reputation, and an ego bigger than the part of his anatomy he loves boasting about the most.Been there, done that. All except the last part, which he's left to my shameful imagination for seven years apart.Of course, the fake fiancée contract I just signed is anything but normal. Neither was the tragic day our schoolyard romance died, when he made an unspeakable sacrifice.He saved my life. He paid a terrible price. Now, I owe him big.He's come to collect in make believe: the blushing lies, the sideways glances leaving me breathless, the teasing kisses every time his teeth grab my bottom lip in front of the world.It shouldn't be this hard.It's just pretend. It's just a few weeks. I can totally resist the demanding, cold, obscenely handsome man he's become.We have our rules. But the simple one I kept to myself might be harder: don't fall in love.I already did that once. I know the risks. I won't let it happen.Because if his charm steals my heart again, if I let him go all the way when his lips trace scary promises on mine, this paper engagement becomes real enough to ruin us...              Alpha male heat advisory, emotional powder keg, and hard won Happily Ever After inside! This is a standalone full length novel with no cliffhangers. Discover the fire and mystery Wall Street Journal bestselling author Nicole Snow brings to romance!

    Pull the trigger. Done deal.Except that I can’t.I wanted her the moment I saw her.I’m obsessed with those bright eyes and killer curves.Her full lips, and those long gorgeous legs.Allie knows too much but she doesn’t deserve to die.She deserves justice, despite the secrets she’s keeping from me.Her enemies are relentless.But I’m ruthless and won’t let them get to her.I’m the only man who can protect her.I will save her, even if it kills me.

    Then Cameron Stanton is my Santa Claus. I can’t tell you the exact moment I fell in love with him. Only that I did. With every glance, every touch, every minute…. he stole a little more of me. They say that all men are created equal. Well that’s a blatant lie! I know because I met Gods gift to women in Vegas, I pretended he was my husband to get rid of another man. He took our fake marriage seriously and it became his personal goal to consummate. He spoke to me in French and I lied to him in German. His laughter was addictive. But I thought what happens in Vegas would stay in Vegas. Until it didn't. Dr. Stanton turned up where I least expected and my lies came back to haunt me. The attraction is palpable. The secrets unchangeable. I need him more than air. This is a stand alone, contemporary romance.

     A huge and very particular appetite: Blonde, curvy, and preferably not a fucking liar...(Although, that's a story for another day.) As a high profile lawyer, I don't have time to waste on relationships, so I fulfill my needs by anonymously chatting and sleeping with women I meet online. My rules are simple: One dinner. One night. No repeats. This is only casual sex. Nothing more. Nothing less. At least it was, until "Alyssa"...She was supposed to be a 27 year old lawyer, a book hoarder, and completely unattractive. She was supposed to be someone I shared law advice with late at night, someone I could trust with details of my weekly escapades. But then she came into my firm for an interview--a college-intern interview, and everything fucking changed...

    Only neither of us attended the wedding, and the nuptials happened decades before either of us was born. Our grandfathers had been best friends and business partners, at least up until my grandfather’s wedding day—when his bride-to-be blurted out she couldn’t marry him because she was also in love with Weston‘s grandfather. The two men spent years fighting over Grace Copeland, who also happened to be their third business partner.  But in the end, neither man could steal half of her heart away from the other. Eventually, they all went their separate ways. Our grandfathers married other women, and the two men became one of the biggest business rivals in history. Our fathers continued the family tradition of feuding. And then Weston and I did, too. For the most part, we kept as much distance as possible. Until the day the woman who started the feud died—and unexpectedly left one of the most valuable hotels in the world to our grandfathers to share. Now I’m stuck in a hotel with the man I was born to hate, trying to unravel the mess our families inherited. As usual, it didn’t take long for us to be at each other’s throats. Weston Lockwood was everything I hated: tall, smart, cocky, and too gorgeous for his own good.  We were fire and ice.  But that shouldn’t be an issue. Our families were used to being at war. There was just one minor problem, though. Every time Weston and I fought, we somehow wound up in bed.

    Instead, it's Rafe St. Sebastian, a man known for his hard-driving ways in business as well as the bedroom--and, kill her now, the brand spanking new owner of Las Ventanas--who grants her naughtiest Christmas wishes.So much for her reputation, not to mention her career.Rafe needs to close three acquisitions to prove to his father he's ready to take the helm of St. Sebastian Enterprises. A hot interlude in a supply closet after deal number two seems like the perfect illicit Christmas bonus. Unfortunately, when that "bonus" becomes the key to the final deal, he finds himself back in bed--so to speak--with Chelsea, and after their steamy tryst, he's not interested in keeping things professional…

    Enter at your own risk, and always remember our number one rule— You must never speak of Crimson Elite—the punishment is severe. Creed ‘Too Hot for Words’ Christopher If God created the perfect man he would closely resemble Creed, on the outside that is. He’s as cavalier as they come. Unconcerned. Cold. Dismissive. I wonder if he has any feelings at all. And when his lips touch mine, everything goes black. He takes me into his world, and it’s the most magical thing I’ve ever experienced. And I’m sucked in time and time again. Like a moth to the flame, I am ready to be set alight. Elicea ‘F*cks With My Head’ Beckham Elicea is a firecracker. She has piqued my interest, and no one piques my interest anymore. Beautiful women are what I do—it’s my work. Not one of them has managed to get their claws into me the way she does. It’s as if she’s seeing my icy heart and trying to melt it, set it alight with each touch of her sinful lips. But that can’t work, it won’t work. Not in my world. *Please note all books can be read as a standalone*

    I learned the hard way that being a good guy all the time can cost you—it nearly cost me everything. Once I see the Sunni Stone, I don’t care what it costs me to have her. She’s as beautiful as the flower she’s named after, but she’s never had a chance to bloom. Soon enough she has me addicted to more than her pretty petals and sweet nectar. I want us to put down roots and bloom. But is she too good to be true? Or can she be my forget-me-not? Roses are red Violets are blue Flirt Club has a sexy new collaboration Just for you! Join twelve of the Flirt Club authors in this hot and steamy spring collection where our May Flowers bloom faster than a hothouse rose under the touch of our sexy heroes. #mayflowers #FlirtClub

    But had I known the mysterious billionaire was Cameron “The Panty King” Mitchell, I would’ve let the koi turn his bits into fish sticks. Instead, I did the worst thing that a modest, career-oriented virgin could’ve done. I tumbled into that pond head-over-heels after him. Apparently, I make terrible decisions with wet panties. That’s why I’ve ensured the office remains a battleground and not a makeshift bedroom. Cameron thinks he can take over my father’s company because no one has ever told the titan of industry no. Well, defying Cameron is much safer than desiring him.So, if he wants coffee, he can pour it himself. If he needs a report—he can fetch the paper airplane from the roof. But if he thinks he can take me for a lover?I’ll become his greatest enemy.I just have one question…Do the two pink lines on the test always mean that I’m pregnant? ***The Boss and the Brat is a laugh-out-loud romantic comedy from Wall-Street Journal Bestselling Author Sosie Frost. This BWWM billionaire, enemies-to-lovers romance is 100% safe, contains no cheating or cliffhangers, and is guaranteed a heart-warming Happily Ever After.

    That’s what I do.I come in and bulldoze my way through each and every employee to see who’s valuable and who isn’t. My latest takeover comes with an enticing little morsel that I just can’t pass up. Dylan Thorne.She’s unlike anyone I’ve ever come in contact with. She doesn’t fall at my feet. She doesn’t take crap from me, and always gives me as good as I give her. I’m her new boss, but I want so much more than that. I want everything Dylan has to give me…And I’m going to take it. Are you ready for an over the top alpha who will stop at nothing to make the woman he wants his? Tory has you covered with Knocked Up By The CEO, but don’t thinking this is a secret baby romance. This hero is large and in charge and he’s going to make sure his woman is carrying his baby—even if he has to try over and over to make her that way. Remember, Tory’s reads are safe, hot, with an over the top alpha and a happily ever after at the end.

    He’s the last person I want in my life. Namely because I’ve been hiding a secret from him. My kiddo. His kiddo. Ours.This possessive alpha male is impossible to pleasure and hot as sin. Being a billionaire, he decided to buy up the tax firm I’m at the top of the ladder with. So now I answer to him. And of course, he’s cocky enough to make immediate changes during our busiest time of the year. The damn dust hasn’t even settled. We clash at every turn, but every tiff only seems to set my blood more and more on fire. There’s only one thing to do when the steam scorches me. Quit.He doesn’t seem too fond of the idea, so he slips back into my life again. Through the one place I need the most help. Our son. It’s time to tell him the truth about our past love. Even if it turns us back into enemies.