Mr. Tanner was my dad’s best friend and I can’t get him out of my head and… I know I should stay away from him. And age difference isn’t the only thing that is concerning.

He parted ways with my dad, and I can’t seem to get enough of his seductive smile.

Oh…those baby blue eyes and HARD abs..

Trust me, they are a treat to watch, and touch, and feel…

It’s fun for now, but I want to enjoy it forever. I mean…I know it’s wrong, but it feels so right.

Only if Daddy stops coming in between us. 

My father’s best friend is about to take my virginity. And he wants me to call him Daddy…

Whe my dad passes away, his best friend from highschool offers me a job. I’ve known Julian my whole life, and I’ve heard all the rumors. He’s unreasonably gorgeous, a total player, and only cares about himself.

My father jokingly called him the biggest a–hole he ever met.

I think my dad was right. Julian is a bastard, the worst boss I’ve ever had. He’s demanding, exacting, controlling, and way too intense.

Until one night, everything changes.

We get way too close. It’s a total mistake. But I can’t help myself when he corners me in his office and shows me exactly what he wants from me. He’s dominant, savage, uncontrollable, and I love it.

Now I’m calling him Daddy and I’m finally ready to lose my virginity.

He says I need a new man in my life. I can’t stop picturing his strong hands on my hips, his lips against my neck, his body pressing me down against his desk and…

Oh, god. I know this is wrong. I’ve known him since I was a little girl.

But I’m all grown up now and I’m ready for a new Daddy.

Note: This is a standalone story.

A mysterious envelope, hand-delivered in secret.

“This is your exclusive dinner invitation…”

One month with a billionaire recluse. My only chance to get back the trust fund I gambled away. I just had no idea it was only a party for two.

He says he doesn’t need my body. It’s my obedience he craves. I haven’t given anyone that since I was a little girl…He tells me to sit down. I sit. Over his knee, like the spoiled brat I’ve been. Coming to his every command.

I’m warming up to him. There’s something kind behind his cold blue-green eyes…But I can’t reveal my feelings. I’ll scare him away.

And now that our holiday is ending, something’s different.

“Unwrap me, daddy…”

Spank me with the naughty truth.

My best friend’s brother and college fling is my new boss. He’s still as off-limits as ever. And right now, he’s staring at my rear end.

Granted, it’s on full display as I scramble precariously on top of his bar to adjust the TV. Perhaps some part of me enjoys commanding his attention.

Not that he isn’t constantly teasing me about still being an innocent little bookworm after all this time.

I’ve ordered my entire life to avoid the sort of smirking chaos that is former All-American quarterback Ward Williams, but his steely gaze and cocky attitude are testing my resolve.

One slip and I’ll go tumbling off the edge.

One slip and I’ll be back in Ward’s strong, steady arms.

One slip and I won’t be able to deny how much I still want him.

How much our one night meant to me. How much it hurt to lose him. How he’s still ridiculously handsome and even more ridiculously wrong for me.

One slip and everything could change…

I was running from my worst nightmare when I landed in his sights. Or his mountain, to be more precise. I wasn’t sure who was scarier… the guy I was trying to avoid or the rugged, alpha mountain man who stumbled upon me in the middle of a snow storm.

He was built like a tank. Bearded and wild, he wasn’t like any of the guys back in the city. I had no choice but to trust him as he helped me to safety. There was just one problem with that. The beast of a man I couldn’t resist decided he wanted to claim me and keep me.

And maybe, just maybe, that wasn’t so bad.

Five years ago, she was stolen from me. But now I’m back from the dead to reclaim what’s mine. Here comes the bride. Again, and again, and again…

What a woman like Juliana ever saw in a dirty roughneck Marine like me I’ll never understand. But I’m a man who knows what he wants, and I wanted her. I stole her heart, made her my wife, and saw the rest of my life with her.

…And then, I died.

At least, that’s what the man who left me for dead told her while I sat in chains, forgotten in a Taliban prison for five damn years.

Five years in a pit in the desert does something to a man. It’s made me hardened, feral, and wild. It’s made me hungry for the one woman I ever wanted, and driven to the brink of madness to have her soft curves in my rough hands again. Five years in h*ll have made me ready to move heaven and earth to get my bride back in my arms.

My enemy tried to bury me and take what’s mine. Except, he didn’t dig deep enough. Because I just broke out of my prison, and now?

Now I’m coming back to reclaim what’s mine.

Five years ago, Juliana thought she lost me. A week ago, I came back from the dead. Tonight, I’m stealing her back.

‘Til death do us part?

Oh, it’s going to take a lot more than that…

They’re going to ruin me…

One wants to protect me. The other wants to destroy me.

One wants to love me, the other wants my innocence.

Choosing is easy, but what if I don’t get to choose?

What if the only way I’ll have one, is when the other is dead?

Blood will be spilled. Lives will be shattered. How can there be a winner, when there are only survivors?

Note: This is a standalone story.

WANTED: Shared girlfriend for exclusive 3-on-1 live-in relationship.

The ad was right there in black and white, sending a flock of butterflies fluttering through my stomach. ‘Three young authors seeking an extremely open-minded female for an exclusive, sinful, and very unorthodox arrangement.’

Only these weren’t any three authors. These were my employers. The same three hot guys I’d been working for as a personal chef, at their secluded Spanish villa.

And they were absolutely gorgeous.

There was Chase, dark-haired and beautiful, with a supermodel’s face and a whole ocean of ripped abdominals I could sink my teeth into.

Nathan was his mirror image, the wavy-blond surfer with a panty-melting smile… not to mention a lithe, impossibly tan body I just wanted to hold against me.

Rounding them out was Burke; tall and brooding. A muscle-bound giant with smarmy good looks and a matching, razor-sharp wit. A total monster… inside the bedroom and out.

Their ad doesn’t even seem real… until it actually is. Until I’m goaded into answering it, unable to bear the thought of another female just wandering in and being this insanely lucky.

Three of them… one of me. Sharing me. Possessing me. The guys are just too hot, too perfect.

Too mine.

I try hard to never stay in one place too long.

Traveling is in my blood. Thankfully, I have billions to burn through.

But there’s something about the Winter Moon Lodge.

Building it has parts of me waking up and forcing me to want more from life.

And my family expects more. Like a wife and kids.

I lied to my meddling mother to get her and the crazy-ass dates she’s setting me up with off my back.

But the joke’s on me. She’s coming to visit, and I have to produce this fiancée—fast.

My new carpenter is a beautiful girl playing a man’s game.

Cute little thing. She’s perfect.

Never in a million years did I expect her to school me the way she has.

She might be willing to pretend for a weekend, but I’m hoping she says yes when I reveal the truth.

I don’t want three days. I want forever.