We all play victims to our pasts, to the choices we make and the lives we create. They define who we are. And sometimes if we’re lucky enough, the past stays where it belongs: in the past. Kyler Parker is not one of the lucky ones. He has never been. Abused and neglected until he was sixteen, Kyler needed an out. A way to escape. And he found it in the most unlikely friendship. But at seventeen, tragedy struck, and he made himself disappear. Now, at twenty-four, Kyler’s past is knocking on his door, offering a deal he has no choice but to take… a deal that will help bring justice—not just for him, but for his brothers.

The problem? He’s distracted by the girl across the hall. Madison comes with her own past, her own secrets… and her own deal.

And those deals? They’re ticking time bombs. Ones they didn’t know existed.

Tick. Tock.

Rivals since before birth, there has never been a time when my family hasn’t hated the Lockwoods and their daughter Harlow.

Two years ago she set us up, tainted our family image, ruined my brother’s life. She made it personal. It was no longer just a rivalry between our parents.

Now she’s here, at Bayshore University, without her family’s protection. There’s nothing to stop us from getting our revenge on her, no one to tell us enough is enough.

And so my brothers and I have devised a plan. We’ll break her, have her falling at her knees for us in no time, and then we’ll send her back to her family with a warning…

Cross the Bishops again and you’ll pay.

Wayne and Nancy grow up on opposite sides of the country, each certain they must have love richer than what others will settle for. Something stronger, something higher, something worth searching for.

During the turbulent nineteen-sixties, they meet while he is attending blue-collar Drexel, and she is at neighboring, Ivy League Penn. Although irresistibly drawn to each other, they must overcome obstacles posed by the class and social differences separating them, as well as opposition from both families, and later, a twist of fate that will be the cruelest test of all.

Can they reach the emotional altitude they seek? Can they overcome time’s downward pulling inertia?

Is my perfect match on campus one guy or three?

I had a filthy fantasy. One so bad that the night before going to college, I had the wildest dream about the all-star football player falling at my feet. I was brought down to reality as I soon found out that life at NYU didn’t turn out the way that I hoped. All the social clubs that I joined were a bust and my roommate turned out to be far from my friend, but a bully that I needed to get as far away from as possible. 

Suddenly, I got a text. Not any ordinary text, but one so dirty that it drove my mind wild. It messed with me. So, I responded. And that’s how the texting relationship started and as the texts got dirtier there was only one thing on my mind… who was this guy? Or was it three guys? The message tone changed depending on the time of day. The ones I got first thing in the morning, were so hot that they could turn steel bars into pools of molten metal. The ones in the afternoon were even better but just… different. And the texts I got in the evening were so damn dirty I could barely sleep without putting my hands between my thighs. They were so addictive that I agreed to meet this Casanova of the text world. I had one worry, though. 

What if it was three guys? What was I going to do with all three of them at once?

Note: This is a standalone story. 

“’Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.” … I call bullsh*t. I’ve loved and lost. Loss is too painful.

I’m done with love. My heart is hardened and my fate is sealed. I’m going to be on my own forever, just the way I like it.

… Until Nicole slides into my parking space and I see red.

Anger, desire, love, hate. Since when do they feel so similar?

When I walk away from her, I think it’s over.… and then she strolls into my office for her first day of work.

With every sassy remark and every flick of her eyebrow, she tears down the walls around my heart. Brick by brick, she annihilates my defenses.

She could be the one to save me… until a secret from my past threatens to tear us apart.

I’m guilty, and the only way to save her is to condemn myself.

Jaxon Hall gave up raising hell the day he became a dad—there’s no greater rush than seeing his little girl’s smile. Now if he could just convince his in-laws that he’s a responsible adult, fully capable of raising his motherless child.

Every girl in Rachel’s sorority wants the smoking hot mechanic next door, herself included, but a man is the last thing she needs in her life—especially a tattooed single dad with a reputation as a badass. A man like that draws attention, and a woman hiding out from an abusive ex needs to keep a low profile. But when her car breaks down and he comes to her rescue, it’s not just her spark plugs he gets firing.

Women hadn’t been on Jaxon’s list of do withouts, there just hadn’t been any energy left to even think about one—until the girl next door comes up empty on cash to pay for her car repairs and offers housekeeping and babysitting services to even the debt. It’s the perfect arrangement until #1—the in-laws mistake Rachel for his girlfriend, and #2—she moves into his home.

Their agreement is hands off, business only, but being around her is a special kind of torture that quickly reminds him he’s still a man, and now, with more time on his hands, he’d finding it harder and harder to keep them off of her.

I wanted to tell him all my secrets, but he became one of them instead.   

Chloe Rivers never thought she would keep secrets from her best friend, Gavin Rhodes. Then again, she never imagined she would fall in love with him either. When she finally reveals her feelings, his rejection shatters her, rendering her vulnerable and sending her straight into the arms of the wrong guy.  

Four years after a devastating tragedy, Chloe and Gavin’s worlds once again collide and they are forced to come to terms with all that has transpired to find the peace they deserve. Except they can’t seem to get near each other without combatting their intense emotional connection that brings them right back to where it all started . . . their childhood treehouse. 

Chloe still holds her secrets close, but this time she isn’t the only one with something to hide.

Trouble is the last thing Professor Kellan Montgomery is looking for, but when he meets a sultry senior with more sass than his red pen, trouble has never looked so good.

Yet Sadie’s dark wit and mossy eyes are hiding more secrets than he knows, and only one of them is that she wants him, too. 

Can the young professor get to know his fiery new student without getting burned or will the sparks flying between them change their lives forever?

Note: This is a standalone story. 

Mia Collins has an amazing life. She was popular in high school, and college is off to a great start. Everything seems perfect until she goes home for the break and everything changes… 

One night sets everything in motion and Mia’s world begins to fall apart. She’s stunned that the life she thought she knew was all a lie. After she loses her family, she’s forced to start over. This time though, she vows to not let anyone get close to her again – to not get hurt again. 

But life has a funny way of doing the opposite of what you ask for…

Colton Hunter is the captain and quarterback of a winning team. With killer looks and so much money he doesn’t need his football scholarship, you’d think that he would have nothing to worry about. 

But behind his picture-perfect life lurks a dark secret – something that Colton has been forced to keep to himself for fear of what happens if he speaks out. Torn up inside by the deceit, he shuts everyone out, not allowing anyone to get close enough to see what hides behind the mask… 

That is until a girl crosses his path, shaking his resolve and forcing him to realize he doesn’t have to be strong all the time.

Skylar

I promised I’d save myself for my wedding night.

Of course, I didn’t know it was going to be a fake marriage to a heavyweight MMA fighter. I couldn’t have known how good it would feel to be pinned under all those muscles and tattoos, squirming, panting, and even whimpering in ecstasy.

None of us knew how deeply he was involved with the mafia.

When he disrespects them, they think they can use me to punish him.

They’re wrong.

He’s a tank in human form.

And he’s coming for me.

Austin

Men tap out inside the ring, women surrender themselves outside of it. That’s always been my specialty.

I chose Skylar because she was so innocent. A good girl like her would help sell my reformed image to the public. To corrupt her and leave her ruined for all other men would be my hottest conquest yet.

But I found more in Skylar than that. Who’d have thought that the first woman I wanted to lay more than once would be my wife?

Now they think they can take away what is mine?

Even if I have to kill every last member of the Bertolini Crime Family…

I’m coming for her.

Note: This is a standalone story.