Izzie

My parents sent me to volunteer at an orphanage in Mexico, thinking it would keep their virginal, twenty-one-year-old daughter out of trouble for the summer.

Boy, were they wrong.

Because now I’m riding hell-for-leather in the back of a bullet-ridden police car, with the scariest man I’ve ever seen hunched over the wheel. He’s nearly seven-feet-tall, tanned the color of leather, and he’s wearing more ink than the catalog at a tattoo parlor – and I’m ashamed at how exciting I find him.

His name is Coyle, and he’s everything my parents warned me about. So why can’t I take my eyes off him?

Coyle

I’m the leader of The Knuckleheads, and we rode down to Mexico to wage war.

Smashing a cartel of heroin dealers seemed like a cause I was finally willing to die for.

The last thing I expected to find was something to live for, instead.

But fate threw a beautiful girl into my path – into the back the police car I was stealing, to be exact – and now she’s stuck with me. Because Izzie Fieri is the most beautiful, most exciting girl I’ve ever met – and I’ll do anything to protect her.

But she’s a virgin, I’m old enough to be her father, and I can’t get her out of my head.

I want her SO bad, and it’s taking every ounce of self control I have not to just take her.

Maybe the thing Izzie needs protecting from most of all…

…is me.

Winona:

First he made me scream, then he made me gasp for more.

I made a deal with the devil. I’ll be his fake wife for a cut of the huge inheritance he’s about to land. It’s all supposed to be pretend. But that’s before I get lost in those gorgeous, fierce eyes. That’s before I fall for that filthy mouth, those tempting lips, and that body carved out of marble.

…That’s before I wake up hungover, half-naked, and totally actually married to the hottest, most toe-curlingly alpha moonshine-making outlaw in Sugar County.

I’m so screwed.

Silas:

Being a Marine sniper left me a little wild. But seeing her? Well, that makes me crazy.

The moment I lay eyes on her, I know one thing: she’s mine. That firecracker mouth, those curves that beg for my filthy hands to hold on tight, and that *ss a man could sink his teeth into. She has me obsessed and driven to claim by any means necessary – even if I have to throw her over my shoulder caveman-style.

Sweet as pie and hot as summer rain. She’ll be my captive. My prize. My perfect country bride. I’m gonna show her how we do liquor out here in the country.

…And I could sip her sugar all day long.

Note: This is a standalone story.

I’ve been America’s Sweetheart for years–and I loved being on my pedestal. I had the perfect life and the perfect career doing my favorite thing in the world–singing country music.

How could everything have fallen apart so fast? From my boyfriend to my best friend to my suddenly viral mugshot, my life has disintegrated overnight. Desperate to remember who I am, I run to the one person who always makes me feel protected, my Nana.

Except this time, there’s someone else who makes me feel that way. Cole is everything I never knew I wanted, from his tattoos to his gruff sexiness. I’ll do anything to be with him, this gorgeous man from a different world.

And that means making sure he never discovers my secret.

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Marrying a man old enough to be her grandfather makes her a gold digger. Right?

Investigator Marco Vitale has no reservations about his mission to unmask Kristie Patten for the gold digger she is; he despises women who take advantage of lonely old men.

On infiltrating the home Kristie shares with her much older husband, he’s torn. She doesn’t fit the pattern, and he can’t help falling under her sensual spell.

When further investigation reveals there’s more to the story than he’s been led to believe by Montgomery Patten’s angry grown children, and a dangerous situation turns deadly, will Marco abandon his mission and become Kristie’s protector instead?

Note: This is a standalone story.

Three sizzling cops, one lucky woman.

Growing up in foster care, Britt’s dream is to be an artist. For now, she’s waiting tables and dodging her sleazy boss.

One night, she’s attacked after work and three irresistibly hot cops come to her rescue.

Wyatt’s the artistic playboy.

Kingston’s the joker getting over a rotten divorce.

Bradley is the strong, silent type who’s had his heart broken.

With all three vying for her attention, tough girl Britt isn’t lonely any more.

From private rooftop pools to edible body paint, these guys pull out all the stops to seduce Britt and drive her wild..

Can Britt face her true feelings when she realizes this is so much more than reckless fun?

Will the four overcome past hurts and find real romance?

This is not a story of elves or chimneys or huge snow monsters in a blizzard. This is not that kind of Christmas story. Well, there is kind of this big beastly creature in almost a blizzard, but that’s Tanner, the brutish muscle cake of a bodyguard that my father sends after me whenever I try to disappear.

I hate Tanner except when he gets too close and then everything goes haywire a little, like the time he tracked me down in a remote Canadian motel with the snow falling outside and the heat rising inside. He tried to drag me back home for the holidays on this mega road trip, but things got weird and kinda strangely awesome, but that can’t happen because my father will literally kill us both.

It’s that kind of Christmas story.