Sham. Fraud. Hoax. All words that describe my relationship with Callum Hanson.

It didn’t start out that way. We used to be friends. That is until high school, when Callum decided he was too cool to be seen with his less than popular next-door neighbor. So, imagine my surprise when out of the blue, after nearly four years of pretending like I don’t exist, he offers to swoop in and save the day by promising to help me catch the eye of the boy I’ve been pining after for nearly two years.

The only catch…I have to lie. To everyone.

Pretending to be his girlfriend turned out to be a lot easier than I thought it would. I was surprised by how well I fit into his world, and how well he fit into mine.

Before long though, the lines between fake and real started to blur. I began to see Callum as more than just Norwood High’s star football player and manwhore extraordinaire. And the more time I spent with him, the more I wanted it all to be real.

But that’s the problem with telling lies. No matter how pretty they sound, at the end of the day they’re still lies. I just wish someone would explain that to my heart.

Captured to be a prize in the brutal Berserker Games…

My life changed forever when the Berserkers took me. These fearsome warriors must find women to keep their lethal rage at bay…and I am an ideal mate.

The Alphas decree that all warriors must compete in a series of Highland Games for my hand. Of all the giant warriors, two have caught my eye, but I have no choice. When the final match is over, I will belong to the ruthless victors. They will possess me fully. I can only hope they will be the two I could come to love…

Note: This is a standalone story.

I never should have agreed to becoming his fake wife…

Sinclair Amadeus Sterling aka Mr. Superior Jackass with a God complex. Who also happens to be my blackmailer… gulp. Tall, dark, gazzilionaire growly pants. The first time I met him, I kneed him in his very well endowed balls, don’t ask! He had that tightly leashed, controlling air and a smoldering glare that made me damp in seconds. The only thing that sucks worse than his attitude is his (lack of) sense of humor! Honest. Sadly, he’s also the one who could save my business from going bust. Hell! So when he offers me the chance to work with him, I can hardly refuse, right? Only catch? I need to be his pretend wife for hold-your-breath, thirty days.

I should have turned and run right then, but…He has the connections to help my sister’s failing health, not to mention the money to wipe away my debt. And yeah that… sneaky video recording of him getting me off. OMG! Besides, it’s only thirty days, right? It’s not like I’m in danger of falling in love with London’s most notorious bachelor.

Then he tells me the real reason for the charade. And everything changes…

Have you ever felt so strongly attracted to a stranger that you still think of that person five years later?

I have! When I met Charles, he was entirely out of my league, and when I tried to talk to him anyway, I made a big fool of myself. Now, I’ve been given a second chance to connect with my college crush. Unfortunately, the circumstances aren’t great as his family has hired me to get him out of what they suspect is a cult. I’m ready to help any way I can, but will Charles even remember me?

With degrees in anthropology and psychology, twenty-seven-year-old Liv is convinced that she can resist being sucked into Connor O’Brien’s cult. Traveling from Chicago to Dublin in Ireland, she’s about to discover that Charles isn’t the only one who needs help to get out of O’Brien’s claws. But is she strong enough to take on a true psychopath or will she run to save herself?

You’re going to be a daddy. Those were the last words I ever expected to hear.

As one of the fabled Hamilton twins, I enjoy my life just as it is. Why wouldn’t I? Check out my stats. Co-owner of Hamilton Realty, a multimillion dollar business. Doting uncle to my niece, Laurie, and my soon-to-be nephew. All-around sexy, single guy who doesn’t do strings—ever.

Then I went to Vegas with my sister-in-law’s best friend, Sage. Choices were made. Alcoholic beverages were consumed. Virginities were taken. Hers, not mine.

Then Sage announced I’d knocked her up. And oh yeah, she doesn’t expect me to take an active role, because she suspects I can’t handle anything except myself. Say what?

She’s so wrong, and I’m going to prove it to her. I’m going to claim my baby—and Sage.

Three hot brothers, two countries, one steamy collection…

They’re dangerous. They’re wicked. They’re scandalous. When the MacTaggart brothers land in America, cultures clash, sparks fly, and even the feistiest American girls can’t resist the allure of a Highlander. Take a wild ride across continents with the bestselling, award-winning Hot Scots series and the three novels that started it all—plus exclusive, sizzling bonus chapters.

The battle between the Titans and the gods of old did not end with them. The demand for revenge has dripped down into the next generation. Twins, Marcus and Nicolas, heirs to the throne of the gods and sons of the last remaining Titan, learn that the purpose of their existence is to fulfill a prophecy born of hate and despair.

They must battle for Pandora’s daughter’s heart, a girl lost to the human world and unaware of her hidden heritage. For four hundred years Marcus and Nicolas have only been allowed to touch the edge of their soul mate’s dreams, but the time of the prophecy has come.

For Samantha, life has been nothing more than a series of misfortunes and heartbreak. For years, she has kept her heart locked away, but change is rolling in like a tidal wave. Now Samantha must discern the thin line between love and lie, myth and reality, and it seems that time is running out…

A woman in the business of love that’s never been in a real relationship. Check. That’s me. Nessa Night.

Now I know what you’re thinking. That sounds like a stripper name. Hold up. Let me explain. It’s my radio talk-show name. My incognito way of helping the world love deeper and more often. Though my love life is like a ten-year-old fall leaf trapped between the pages of an old journal. #dramatic

I’m short. Curvy. Average at best. And I’m a fraud. For all the advice I give on the air, I have zero experience to back it up. I’m eternally single. Forever alone. And the only man I’ve ever caught feelings for is one of my callers: Mr No Name.

Much to my surprise, he’s not unknown at all. The grandson of the great Jack Daniels is my caller, and worse? He’s my brother’s best friend from high school. Only one way to right these increasingly awkward wrongs. High school reunion time. He wants in, and I want a date who looks like him. The only thing off is his advice about love. It’s from Nessa night. Me!

And if he swoons over her (me!) one more time, I’ll have to give in and tell him. Besides, I’m in the business of love.

If I don’t got this, who does? *Gulp*

Men like us, we see things. We do things, things that make us unfeeling.

That’s the price of power and money, of living la belle vie and running the French mafia. Then she came along like a pretty wildflower pushing through the cracks on a dirty pavement – fragile yet resilient, a breath of beauty among the filth. She was supposed to be just another job, a nameless person I was to pluck from her life and hand to my brother, nothing but a pawn in the gamble of our diamond business.

There’s a psychological label for men like us.

We lack empathy and guilt. We do things to have what we want, things that make flowers wilt.

I started working at Cassidy Ranch as a research project. I never expected to fall in love. But after meeting the rugged Cassidy brothers? I’m definitely falling head-over-heels for three cowboys.

Mason, the eldest Cassidy brother, goes about his ranch work with a calm confidence–which is as unmovable as his rock-solid body. After stealing sidelong glances at each other, we find ourselves alone in the barn together one night…As the youngest brother, Cody is as gorgeous as he is charming, and he gives me a very warm welcome to the ranch. Blake, the grumpy brother with an attitude, hates me from the moment I start working on the ranch. But underneath his tattooed exterior is a cowboy with a heart of gold… if I can just get him to come out of his arrogant shell.

They don’t know I’m here to do research for my novel. But we’re having so much fun that I can’t bring myself to tell them. Will they still love me once they find out, or will our scintillating relationship be left in the dust?