Now’s my shot to fight for real, step out from my billionaire father’s shadow and be my own man. This summer’s all about going after my goal of becoming a pro MMA fighter. The problem is the girl I want to f*ck. She’s driving me crazy with her little yoga outfits, her creamy skin, luscious curves and wide-eyed innocence. Normally, I’d hit it and quit it, get her out of my system and focus. But she’s my goddamn stepsister. And she hates me. This summer we’re supposed to spend eight weeks together living under the same roof. I need to taste her. I won’t rest until she’s writhing beneath me, begging me to let her come. I’m a man who gets what he wants, and what I want now is Jewel. Jewel I want him so bad it hurts. I’ve never felt this way before. I’ve never had a problem keeping my distance from bad boys. The more muscles, tats and testosterone, the more I ran the other way. I learned my lesson, growing up with a trainwreck of a mother. Until now. Tuck makes my panties melt. He keeps me up at night, twisting in the sheets, obsessed with fantasies while I touch myself. But he’s my stepbrother. And he’s an alpha, dominant asshole. We’re sharing a house and he’s walking around shirtless, every inch of him ripped with hard muscle, sweaty after his brutal workouts. I don’t think I can hold out much longer. I’ve always been the good girl, but he makes me want to be bad. ***Off Limits is a standalone stepbrother romance novel with a HEA (85,000 words).

    Yet her husband, Brett is as plain as they come... until he confesses his darkest fantasy.He wants to share his wife with other men. Men who will enter the most intimate, delectable parts that his wife has to offer. Strangers who want to do unspeakable acts to his wife.Is there such a thing as the perfect threesome?Our Dirty Secret is a MFM ménage that focuses solely on pleasing the woman. This a complete, standalone contemporary erotic romance novel with no M/M scenes and guarantees a happily ever after. If you've ever wondered what it would be like for your husband to share you with another man, this is a MUST read.

    But there’s one woman he will never touch: his best friend and band mate, Nicki. For four years, he’s been her protector and her confidant.When arrogant frat guy, Axel, attempts to make a claim on her, John suffers a painful wakeup call, quickly realizing that his feelings for Nicki are not purely platonic. Recognizing that Axel’s intentions are anything but innocent, John’s possessiveness spirals out of control, sparking a dangerous feud.Nicola Lewis can’t bear to be touched. Haunted by an awful past that she has been unable to escape, she has kept her distance from the opposite sex. And she’s been just fine living her life that way: safe and uncomplicated with no chance of getting hurt again.Until an unexpected kiss changes everything…But John and Nicki must decide whether the burgeoning desire between them is worth the risk. Is this a case of love conquers all, or a huge mistake that could destroy everything?

    From Ivy League schools to a career in law, adventure was the one thing out of her reach. That was until a boy with bright green eyes and a monster truck t-shirt wandered into her back yard, giving the adventure she longed for. Refuge can be found in the most unlikely places…Damon Knight’s abusive home life left him longing for a childhood he never had—until he wandered into Adalynne’s yard. She took his hand, smiled at him, and even gave him a nickname. Fox. The woods became their escape—a place to flee from reality. He discovered music through Adalynne’s piano, and not long after that, she gave him a guitar. Little did he know that gift would change his life forever.Years later, their age is not the only thing that’s changed...Adalynne’s love for Fox took on a life of its own. As they begin to build their lives, her heart aches for him in ways she can’t understand. As they slowly begin to drift apart, Adalynne becomes more desperate to cling to their secret romance. But Fox is no longer the bright-eyed child from the woods. Her shy, beautiful Fox has grown into a dark, troubled man with a guitar. And when her last attempt to salvage their relationship breaks Adalynne’s heart, catching Fox a second time seems just out of her reach.

    Yes, he’s easy on the eyes with a body to die for, blue eyes to fall into, and a smile that will make your heart skip beats. His smell is intoxicating, and he’s fun to be around. But I’m not interested in being another notch in his bedpost. I can’t lie and say I haven’t thought about what it would be like. I have. Unfortunately, I know a woman like me can’t make a man like him settle down. Levi Look at me. I’m everything she wants—a sexy MMA fighter who no one can resist. What? I can’t help they all want me. I know she fantasizes about my naked body on top of hers. Who doesn’t? But she has telltale signs—her glassy green eyes, her crimson red cheeks, and the sweat that glistens on her face—she wants me. I’ve never had to chase, you know, put effort into getting a girl in bed, but she is sending me on the longest treasure hunt I’ve ever experienced. Not even my smile can make her panties drop. But somehow, somewhere in the mix of chasing her, I’ve developed feelings. This cannot be happening.

    Then, on a business trip to Vegas, he meets the sexy, enticing and uninhibited Sinead and succumbs to temptation. What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, right? Wrong. It follows him back to Los Angeles and triggers a series of unfortunate events, including a double homicide – all of which makes him regret ever cheating on his wife.The Wages of Sinead is a tale of infidelity – a serious subject told with humour and features outrageous dialogue, off-beat characters and, as with all tales of infidelity, a grim lesson in temptation.WARNING: This book contains language your mother would definitely NOT approve of, scorching sex scenes that may keep you up at night, unnecessary and un-called for violence and is not suitable for anyone under the age of 18 or anyone seeking world peace just yet. (18 years that is, not months. Well, months too.)

    His criteria? Purity, obedience, and a certain naivety.After all, how else is he supposed to find the perfect trophy wife to stand beside him as he runs for office?Out of sheer curiosity, Emily answers the ad. She’s never met a billionaire before like him before.Little did she know, her curiosity sent her into his trap.As part of his sordid manipulation, he offers her everything she’s ever wanted-financial freedom, a chance for her sister’s dreams to come true, and what she assumes is love.For Jack the arrangement has nothing to do with love. She is the perfect woman to suit his purposes. She’s completely unaware of his plans ... or what effect she has on him. Everything from her youth to her innocent vibe entices him.But the billionaire has cruel, dark desires, ones he had originally meant to keep hidden from her. When he loses his resolve, he begins a chain of events that will change Emily’s life forever.

    The men she falls for only want one thing from her, and it isn’t commitment. When her boss and on/off fling announces his engagement to another woman, she finds herself running from her feelings for him by taking a job as a personal assistant to the legendary rock god, Alex Harbour—half a world away. Her new boss is sexy, damaged, and insatiable, but Natasha has been a fan since she was a young girl. Conflicted by her emotions, she begins a love/hate relationship with the egotistical rock star.Alex’s intentions toward her are clear from the moment they meet, but Natasha isn’t about to run from one emotionless connection to another. She is determined to keep her distance from her childhood crush, by any means necessary. When lust begins to cloud her mind, however, she becomes hell bent on protecting her heart. What good could ever come out of falling for a rock star, anyway?

    I hated him at first sight, in my teens, when my mother met his worthless father. I hated when Bill moved in with us, dragging Hunter like bad baggage. I hated when Mom and Bill made it official, turning the delinquent a-hole in the next room into my brand-new stepbrother. I hated when I fell for Hunter, and Hunter fell for me. It killed me when he left us behind, shed like dead skin on his way to the top. And now that Hunter is a hotshot music producer on every magazine cover, I hate him even more. I hate his money. I hate his fancy toys. I hate that he thinks he owns me … or worse, that he OWES me. I hate that he’s back. That he’s soiled our ghetto with his pristine suit, his fancy black limousine. My heart hurts, I hate him so much. And it scares me that my heart might keep loving him in the end, beneath it all.

    The one woman I’ve vowed never to touch. There’s just one problem.I’m in love with her. I always have been.Now she’s pregnant with my child and I’ve never been more terrified.My life isn’t as easy as everyone thinks and if I allow her in she’s going to learn all my well-kept secrets.She’s everything I want and need, but can I drag her into my life? Will she want to be?I’ve fallen for my best friend’s little sister and I’m going to do everything I can to make her mine.

    She loves him so much, that she's willing to put college on hold and travel across the country to California, so he can complete his residency at the Children's Hospital Los Angeles. Needing a place to stay, they move in with Josh's childhood friend, Dylan Thompson, while they're looking for their own place. Dylan is a tattoo artist who's hardly ever home – which suits them just fine. He's moody, and gives Avery a strange feeling every time he looks at her. At first, everything is working out fine - they're just three people living their lives and occasionally spending time together. Then Avery sustains an injury that Dylan feels responsible for, and Josh's position at the hospital means he's hardly home to take care of her. That just leaves Dylan... There's no excuse for what happens next, but Dylan has always wanted a girl like Avery...

    I married my best friend. You know what people don’t say? They don’t tell you that you probably shouldn’t secretly marry your best friend so he can get a green card if there’s even a chance you might fall in love with him. Because that clueless hot nerd will be too busy becoming a millionaire to even notice how uncomfortable you get when he walks around the house shirtless, complaining that he can’t get the same kinds of snacks that he grew up eating in Canada. We needed to stay married for at least three years so he could become a naturalized American citizen. I have spent the last year trying to fall out of love with him, so I can make a graceful exit from this arrangement and move on to greener pastures. I did not expect my best friend to ask me to stay married to him. He did not expect me to say ‘no’ to him. Three years ago, it was all too easy to convince the immigration officer that we were a real couple. Now my beloved fake husband is going to have to work his ass off trying to convince me that he isn’t just pursuing me all of a sudden because he's crazy jealous of my new coworker. I’m going to try not to panic while he displays the sexy alpha side that he’s been hiding from me all this time. When he tempts me with “a real honeymoon,” I am going to try very hard to relax and have fun, despite having much less experience with relaxing and having fun (in bed) than him. And I have no doubt that we will both blow it, because three years ago we were just too young and naïve to realize that secretly marrying each other would complicate everything. GREEN is a standalone 70,000 word friends-to-lovers marriage of convenience sweet and sexy slow burn romantic comedy.

    But its the outlaw life we chose. It was a choice we all made, and I wouldn’t fuckin’ take it back. Not ever.Until she walked into my life and made me second guess everything, I have ever known. She is an angel, and I am tainted in darkness.She is pure perfection, and I am stained and bloodied.I want her, but I know I will never have her.I just hope that I can come to terms with the fact that she belongs to someone else, and there is nothing I can ever do about it.My name is Ryker, and this is my story.

    And I played it on repeat until life’s streetlights flickered on and stole him away. Riot Blu. Top 40 f*ckboi. Paparazzi player. Trashy reality TV trainwreck. But once upon a time, he was the boy next door. Once upon a time, he was every note in every song on every mixtape he had ever made for me.Now he’s back. A lot more arrogant. A little more tortured. And more gorgeous than any memory I held dear could do justice. I know no good can come from being anywhere near him. But Seattle is only so big, and if I’m going to get the exclusive of my career, I have to swallow my pride, take that dreaded walk down memory lane and agree to his terms. Move in with him. Immerse myself in his life—the life he left me to build. And try not to fall back in love with the man who ripped my world in two.

    However, after he introduced her to a lifestyle that teased the very depths of her depravity, she couldn’t stay away if she tried.He may not love her, but he wants to keep her and no-one can keep him from his prize.Not even Cerise.In the end, games and blackmail are half the fun of winning.