Four delicious Daddies for everyone. Don’t let them wait…
Her Naughty Rich Boss
When a man meets the one, he just knows. I’d heard it before, but never believed it. Now I believed. Now I knew that there were things in life that were inexplicable. The feeling I had for Gretchen was like that. She was perfect in my eyes. Her beautiful, lithe body called to me, curved in all the right spots. Shiny black hair, bedroom eyes. She was the catch of the century. And I wasn’t the only one with a line in.
My partner, Dale, was obsessed with her as well. He wanted her, though his need wasn’t as pure. I tried to warn him off, but he kept coming. When I didn’t move fast enough, Dale threatened to take it all away. He was going to take away Gretchen and our baby.
I can’t let that happen, no matter who stands in my way. Even my own friend.
Also in Box Set:
Daddy’s Best Friend
Housemates with Benefits
Four delicious Daddies for everyone. Don’t let them wait…
My indentured servitude is almost over and freedom is a heartbeat away!
Until some alien guy buys me because he needs a nanny, quick. What? I’m not even good with kids. I’ve never changed a diaper in my life. But the beings at the employment agency won’t listen. “Hew-mans are hot right now. Everyone wants a hew-man nanny.” Great. And since there isn’t another human available…I’m hired on the spot.
Yay, me. And on day one of my new job I’m having a panic attack because I finally meet my new boss and he looks like Satan himself. No lie. Black horns, red skin and glinting silver-tipped claws. He even has a barbed tail, a forked tongue, and he breathes fire. This guy is terrifying, and his children look exactly like him. *heart palpitations* *hyperventilating* And yet, as I’m caring for these strangely adorable infants and gazing longingly at my crazy-rich boss as he cradles his twin babies in his huge, muscular arms…my traitorous heart goes pitter-patter and my body heats up like lava.
Oh no. And I begin to wonder—have I sold my soul to the devil?
I’m Jo and the death of my mother revealed a whole lot of secrets she was keeping. Like the fact that my sperm-donor father was a freaking angel who couldn’t keep it in his pants and slept with a woman he should never have been with. Or the fact I’m not mortal and would one day be a reaper of souls.
Reaping souls, now there is something I never dreamed I would do, but here I am doing just that. Or at least I was, until souls started becoming Lost. And that’s when things went south.
When I stupidly agreed to help discover what was causing the Lost without reading the fine print first. Now a lot of immortals would like to see me dead because of what I might become. To top it off, I ended up blood bound to a powerful half-demon who is supposed to be a reaper’s sworn enemy. Funny thing is he may be the only one I can trust.
Zoe’s fallen hard for Colin, the handsome detective who came to her rescue last year, with his dreams of a big family and simple life. After Zoe landed in a whole heap of trouble, she decided to turn her life around and make the dashing man of her dreams realize that they are meant to be… even if that means taunting with him dating apps, helping him take down the bad guys with a pair Manolo Blahniks, or simply showing him that she loves him more than her favorite Degas painting.
Colin’s dreamed of having a large family like he had as a kid. He’s yet to find a woman who wants the same thing because Zoe, the gorgeous, and well, eccentric, artist that makes his heart race doesn’t count. She claims she’s ready to settle down and start a family but Colin’s not convinced she’s capable of commitment. He’s tried to fight his attraction for Zoe but with an arsenal of exotic tattoos, goofy dogs and friends that are as cunning as the best of cons, there’s only so much one detective can do.
Can Zoe and her ban of eclectic friends, including some canine ones, convince Colin that they are meant to be?
She’s forced into marriage. He’s about to brave the West. Will their unlikely pairing keep the trail of love alive?
Independence, Missouri, 1852. Her father’s tragic death set Hannah Moseby emotionally adrift. And after her mother remarries, her new stepfather makes no secret of his disdain for her. And he soon delivers a shocking ultimatum: Marry a religious man heading west… or face the world alone. Preacher Jedediah Scott always felt the guiding hand of God. So after a stranger offers his stepdaughter in holy matrimony, he’s certain that the Lord’s wisdom must be at work. And when he finally encounters the sweet young lady, he’s drawn to her the second their gaze meets.
Despite her new husband’s kindness, Hannah fears she’s not cut out to be a preacher’s wife once they’re facing the hardships of the Oregon Trail. And as Jedediah falls hard for his Heaven-sent bride, he prays that she will learn to love him as well.
Will they survive the perils of the untamed West and embrace their newfound bond?
I’ll do whatever it takes to be free of him.
Eight months ago, my ex-boyfriend decided that if he couldn’t have me, then nobody could. What should have been the best night of my life was ruined. Stripped of friends, my parents, and denied a mate, my Soulshift was a disaster I didn’t see coming. By now I should have been making my own family, instead I’m still searching for the one he destroyed. Once a month I slink back to my hometown for the Wild Moon. It sucks having to relive everything, but it’s better than being hunted by the pack leader for breaking his rules.
This time though, everything changes. When the Wild Moon finally shows me my mate, my last spark of hope dies. It’s him. The man who destroyed my life. There’s no way I’m letting that happen. Instead I’m leaving town for good, and while I’m at it, I’m going to find my parents. Even if rejecting the bond kills me. Because anything is better than being Soulbound to him.