Puck rhymes with f*ck for a reason... And I intended to fully explore that reason, as soon as he finished rescuing me, along with the other women I had been kidnapped with. One of whom was a sassy, saucy woman named Layla. I tried to convince her, and myself, that Puck Lawson wasn't my type.  She just laughed. "Honey, Puck isn’t anyone’s type," she told me. "You don’t go looking for guys like Puck. They find you, and somehow, you’re never quite able to walk away after that.” Although, I had a feeling I might be unable to walk at all by the time he was finished with me...

So how did I get myself into this situation, you ask? Simple: desperation. When you're faced with being homeless and hungry or taking off your clothes for money, the choice is easier than you'd imagine. That doesn't make it easy, though. Oh no. I hate it, in fact. There's nothing I'd like more than to quit and never go into another bar again, never hear the techno beat pulsing in my ears again, never feel the lecherous gazes of horny men again.Then, one day, I meet a man. He's in my club, front and center. He watches me do my routine, and his gaze is full of hunger. Not the kind of desire I'm used to though. It's something different. Something hotter, deeper, and more possessive. I know who he is; of course I do. Everyone knows who Dawson Kellor is. He's People Magazine's Sexiest Man alive. He's the hottest actor in Hollywood. He's the man hand-picked for the role of Rhett Butler in the long-awaited remake of Gone With the Wind. He's the kind of man who can have any woman in the entire world with a mere crook of his finger. So what's he doing looking at me like he has to have me? And how do I resist him when he looks at me with those intoxicating, changeable, quicksilver eyes? I'm a virgin, and he's an American icon of male sexuality. I'm a stripper, and he's a man used to getting anything and everything he wants. And he wants me. I know I should say no, I know he's the worst kind of player…but what my mind knows, my body and my heart may not.And then things get complicated.Full length New Adult Contemporary Romance:**Mature Content Warning** 17+ for language, and adult situations. HEA ending.

Roth and I are on an open-ended tour of the world. Roth being Roth, this means missionary in Morocco, reverse cowgirl in Calcutta, bent over the bow of a houseboat in Hanoi, slow and sleepy on St. John. Anywhere and everywhere, in every conceivable position, and some I didn't know were possible. Life was pretty incredible. Until I woke up in his chateau in France, alone. On the bed next to me was a note. There were only four words: He belongs to me.

NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling book. I wasn't always in love with Colton Calloway; I was in love with his younger brother, Kyle, first. Kyle was my first one true love, my first in every way. Then, one stormy August night, he died, and the person I was died with him. Colton didn't teach me how to live. He didn't heal the pain. He didn't make it okay. He taught me how to hurt, how to not be okay, and, eventually, how to let go.                                                                                     *** Nell Hawthorne is in love with her life-long best friend, Kyle Calloway. Their young love is invincible and life is full of promise; then one night Kyle dies suddenly in a tragic accident and Nell is forever changed. She meets Kyle's older brother Colton for the first time at the funeral. They both struggle to move on with life as best they can. Years later, they meet again in New York City, and Colton realizes that Nell has never really gotten over Kyle's death. She seems to be harboring a deeply rooted pain, a heavy weight of guilt and regret. He knows he shouldn't get involved, but he can't help himself. Trust doesn't come easily for either of them, and they both have demons. Together, they learn the purpose of pain and the meaning of healing, and the importance of forgiveness.                                                                     *** Excerpt from Falling Into You: It was just a single sob at first, a quick, hysterical inhalation. Then a second. And then I couldn't stop it. Tears, a flood of them. I felt the sand grow cold and muddy under my face, felt my body shuddering uncontrollably. He didn't tell me it was okay. He didn't try to pull me against him or onto his lap. He kept his hand on my shoulder and sat silent next to me. I knew I wouldn't be able to stop. I'd let go, and now the river would flow un-dammed. No. No. I shook my head, clenched my teeth, lifted up and let myself fall down hard, sending a spear of pain spiderwebbing out from my arm. The pain was a drug, and I accepted it greedily. It was a dam, stemming the tide of tears.... Full length (80,000 word) New Adult Contemporary Romance

NEW YORK TIMES and USA TODAY Bestselling book. I wasn't always in love with Colton Calloway; I was in love with his younger brother, Kyle, first. Kyle was my first one true love, my first in every way. Then, one stormy August night, he died, and the person I was died with him. Colton didn't teach me how to live. He didn't heal the pain. He didn't make it okay. He taught me how to hurt, how to not be okay, and, eventually, how to let go.                                                                                     *** Nell Hawthorne is in love with her life-long best friend, Kyle Calloway. Their young love is invincible and life is full of promise; then one night Kyle dies suddenly in a tragic accident and Nell is forever changed. She meets Kyle's older brother Colton for the first time at the funeral. They both struggle to move on with life as best they can. Years later, they meet again in New York City, and Colton realizes that Nell has never really gotten over Kyle's death. She seems to be harboring a deeply rooted pain, a heavy weight of guilt and regret. He knows he shouldn't get involved, but he can't help himself. Trust doesn't come easily for either of them, and they both have demons. Together, they learn the purpose of pain and the meaning of healing, and the importance of forgiveness.                                                                     *** Excerpt from Falling Into You: It was just a single sob at first, a quick, hysterical inhalation. Then a second. And then I couldn't stop it. Tears, a flood of them. I felt the sand grow cold and muddy under my face, felt my body shuddering uncontrollably. He didn't tell me it was okay. He didn't try to pull me against him or onto his lap. He kept his hand on my shoulder and sat silent next to me. I knew I wouldn't be able to stop. I'd let go, and now the river would flow un-dammed. No. No. I shook my head, clenched my teeth, lifted up and let myself fall down hard, sending a spear of pain spiderwebbing out from my arm. The pain was a drug, and I accepted it greedily. It was a dam, stemming the tide of tears.... Full length (80,000 word) New Adult Contemporary Romance

I'm nobody. I'm an orphan. A janitor. A college student. A virgin. And him? He's a god. One of the hottest action stars to ever grace the silver screen, huge and muscular and gorgeous and famous. He could have anyone in the world. Yet, despite the chasm separating my world from his, I find myself in his hotel room, and he's acting like I'm the most beautiful girl in the world. I'm not. He's everything every woman could ever want, and I'm just...me. ***She doesn't know how sexy she is, and that's it's own kind of beauty. But for real, she's gorgeous. I've met some of the hottest women in Hollywood, and none of them can hold a candle to this girl. I want her. And the fact that she's closed off and impossible to figure out only makes the pursuit that much more intriguing. The last thing I expect is for one night of pleasure to turn into something I'm unable to forget, even after she's gone her way and I've gone mine. I can't forget her, no matter how I try. And the next time we run into each other, I know there's no way I can let her go again. No matter what it takes.  ***This is a full length, stand-alone contemporary romance, set in the world of STRIPPED***

War has taken everything from me. My family. My home. My innocence. In a country blasted by war and wracked by economic hardship, a young orphan girl like me has very few options when it comes to survival. Thus, I do what I must to live, to eat, and I try very hard to not consider the cost to my soul. My heart is empty, and my existence brutal. The one impossibility in my life is love. And then I meet HIM. ~ * ~ * ~ War is hell. It takes a chunk out of a man's very soul to do the kinds of things war demands of you. You live with fear, you live with guilt, and you live with nightmares. If you haven't been through it, there's no understanding it. War leaves no room for love, no room for tenderness or softness. You gotta be hard, closed off, and ready to fight every moment of every day. Lose focus for a split second, and you're dead. Now the only thing that can save me is HER.

Lucian Badd saved my life. He jumped into the freezing water of the Ketchikan harbor after I fell in. He took me to his room, stripped my wet clothes off, and wrapped me in a warm blanket. That should have been it. I should have hit the road as soon as I could, because I'm a vagabond, a drifter. A homeless orphan with no family and no future except what I create for myself. Which is why getting tangled up with a guy--no matter how tall, dark, quiet, and sexy he may be--is a really terrible idea. Yet...I kissed him anyway. And that one kiss? It set my world on fire, turned everything upside down. I know I shouldn't get involved with him. I tell myself I won't. Yet, I still get pulled in by him and his seven brothers and their wives and girlfriends--by the concept of family, something I haven't had in a very, very long time. Something I never thought I'd have again. Every moment I spend with Lucian turns my present into perfect, and puts my future at risk. * * * As the second youngest Badd brother, I've lived my entire life in the broad shadows cast by my older brothers--the burly, bad boy bartender, the Navy SEAL, the trick pilot, the athlete, and the rock star twins. Even my younger brother, Xavier, finds a way to outshine everyone in the room with his unassuming charisma and dizzying intellect. More and more lately, I've been asking myself where I fit in. And then Joss Mackenzie fell into the Inside Passage in the middle of a freak snowstorm, and in so doing, fell into my life. I saved her from the icy water, but can I can I save myself from falling for a girl I know is only going to end up doing the one thing she does best--leave? It's evident from the first kiss what the answer is--there's no saving myself, not from the magnetic appeal of her wild, untamable spirit, or the exotic allure of her caramel skin and long dreadlocks and golden-brown eyes and perfect body. I'm helpless against this attraction. But as I seek to find myself and my place among my larger-than-life brothers, will I lose my heart to the exotic beauty with walls a mile high and a tragic past?

Evangeline du Maurier is the definition of a good girl. Attending Yale, raised with the best tutors and etiquette instructors, she's expected to toe the family line and be a trophy wife for a future senator. But when this good girl takes a quick getaway to clear her head, she finds a whole lot more than she'd bargained for. She finds herself in the arms of a bad boy. Baxter Badd. Big, hard-drinking, and as rough and demanding in bed as he is out of it, Bax may be the baddest brother yet...

Two sets of gorgeous twins, a weekend alone together in a remote, picturesque, rural cabin with plenty of alcohol…what could possibly go wrong? Figuring out the blurred lines and tangled mess of relationships grown out of a deep, lifelong friendship that is now somehow exploding with sexual chemistry…along with a very real subtext of something MORE? A four-way, multi-directional attraction between you and your twin and the other two twins who’ve been your best friends your whole life and are now suddenly sexy as hell and VERY into you, and your twin? Can it be double the pleasure and double the fun, or is it just double the pain and double the heartache?

Gorgeous, rock-star guys like Chase Delany don't go for girls like me. They go for supermodels and actresses, skinny-girls who never eat and spend all day working out. I'm not that girl. So when he locked his fiery brown eyes on me for the first time, I couldn't quite believe it was really happening to me. It was the second night I spent with him that I'll never forget.

When you make an enemy of a man like Vitaly Karahalios, there is nowhere on earth you can go to escape his wrath. He'll find you. He found me, he found Roth. He found Layla. He found us, and now the unthinkable has happened. Someone I love has been kidnapped. Again. This isn't a fairy tale. Not everyone will get a happily ever after. Sometimes we can't just walk away from the past. Love doesn't always save the day. The beast won't always get his beauty. But maybe, just maybe we can get our happy ending.

After I found my husband boffing the church secretary, I got on a plane with a mission to get away from it all and figure out my life. Instead, I fell into the arms of sexy Italian wine-seller Luca, who rocked my world, and now I'm all kinds of confused. I can't get enough of him, but the intensity of our connection scares me. The incredible things he does to my body scares me, if only because I like them so very much. So what's the problem? I'm supposed to be on a trip around the world, on a journey of self-discovery, but I haven't even gotten past Italy, past Luca. My heart and mind are saying one thing, but my body is saying something much different. One thing is for sure. I will never be the same.

Thresh. Just the name suggests power, dominance, danger...and the man himself? Oh man. I’ve never met anyone like him. Larger than life, exuding raw power. He’s a mountain of rugged, masculine sex appeal. But I have walls that no man, no matter how big he is, has ever been able to break through. Thresh doesn’t know how to take “no” for an answer, though. He’s determined to get past all my defenses and show me what I’ve been missing. The only problem is Thresh has enemies. Powerful, deadly, merciless enemies who have no problem using me to get to him. And Thresh is injured, one arm left useless. Can Thresh singlehandedly take on armed and dangerous men out to kill us AND my freight train of emotional baggage?

Tre was proving to be far more than a distraction. Oh, my lord. When I first met him in little Yazoo City, Mississippi, I thought he was a hot guy who could give me a good time for a day or two. I'm discovering now how very wrong I was. The question is, will my past, and the man from it, allow me the luxury of choosing? **This is an explicit, erotic novella for adults only! Contains super hot, one on one sex between two great characters.**