After coming home from a long day at work, Miles Cartwright catches his stepbrother, Chase West, in a compromising position. Planning to use Chase’s actions as a form of blackmail for tormenting him in the past, Miles falters and doesn’t follow through with it as he witnesses his former bully in a whole new light.

It's official: my step bro is the biggest himbo ever to himbo. He's a massive blond beefcake with a soft heart and an over-eager smile. The mere sight of him incites a shaking hot rage in me. He's everywhere. He's around me all the time. So sweet and gentle that it makes me feel wild. I see him and smell him everywhere. When I can't see him or smell him, I hear him. The wall between our bedrooms is paper thin. I can't help it—I hear what he does in his room when he thinks he's alone. I hear everything.

Looking to escape from a disruptive dormmate, Scott Dennis moves into an apartment complex, where he meets his older next-door neighbor, Demetri Kane. But fleeing from one problem only causes another when Demetri kisses Scott, bringing his sexuality into question.

Sometimes I want to punch that smirk off Atlas McCallister's pretty face. He's cocky. A troublemaker. A pain. And, unfortunately, my stepbrother. We've been fire and kerosene since our parents got together, and to keep from exploding into fistfights, we've used challenges, dares, and bets to battle out our differences. Our past bets have been a little inappropriate—scandalous, even—but Atlas's latest bet has gone too far. Do I really believe if he loses, my straight stepbrother is gonna mess around with a guy? And not just any guy: me, his rival and nemesis?

Moms are good at one thing: the guilt trip. It’s the only reason I’m at the funeral of a man I’ve never had anything to do with. I’ll show up, make her happy, and get out. At least that’s what I think until I learn daddy dearest has left me a crap load of money and the obligation to learn about the family business. All from his eldest son who looks nothing like the rest of us.

Kyran Harbor is everything I'm not. Rich. Popular. A superstar football player who's awfully broody for someone who has it all. Basically, he's a preppy jock who hates me. Oh, and he's also my stepbrother. That's right. We're stuck together, sharing a school, a house, a bathroom. Honestly I wouldn't care if he wasn't such an uptight control freak who messes with me just because we're different. I had every intention of avoiding him when we got to college. Until abrupt misfortune forces us both into a compromising position.

With the announcement of Trish and Mark’s engagement, the Wayne/Petrey clan celebrates. But for these soon-to-be stepbrothers, Grayson and Aaron's celebration has only begun after their parents turn in for the night. Because when the parents are away, the stepbrothers will play.

At home, alone with his stepbrother, Noah, Benji is persuaded into smoking his first joint, and it goes straight to his head, amplifying the feelings he shouldn't be feeling. After he turns in early for the night, Benji awakes from a terrible nightmare and is unable to fall back to sleep. So, he turns to and seeks comfort with the one person he knows he can depend upon. But Benji may soon find something more than he anticipated when Noah allows him into his bed. Because when the parents are away, the stepbrothers will play.

Of all the people who could have seen me when I was at my most vulnerable, it had to be him. Caleb. My stepbrother and the golden child of our messed up blended family. We barely know each other, but for some reason, he takes care of me when an incident at the club leaves me helpless and alone. He hates me as much as I hate him, but something about his bossy attitude and unflappable calm soothes me. I don't want to want him, but no one has ever made me feel the way he does.

Fresh-faced and straight out of college, Sam Tate is looking to make a big impression at his new job at a prominent tech company and with his boss, Vivian Glass. So when she asks him to work overtime, he is more than eager to agree at first. But when Noel Lyons, his senior, volunteers to assist him, Sam is less than thrilled to be working with his biggest competition. After they wrap up for the night, they take the elevator only for a blackout to occur, leaving them trapped inside. As the air grows hot, their clothes come off, and things get hotter.

For August, Ryker, and Steve, the alpha werewolves in question, there's nothing ridiculous or confusing at all about wanting Dylan. The human smells like the word mate incarnate, and he's so achingly perfect that the idea of not having him is too terrible to even consider. Sweet, eager to please, and unexpectedly funny, he's everything they could ever want in a mate. With three of them and only one of Dylan, August, Ryker, and Steve are going to have to figure out how to make this work. Someone has to be left out in the cold, and no one wants it to be them.

Adjusting to a new living situation has been less than ideal for college student Grayson Wayne after he is forced to share a room with his stepbrother, Aaron Petrey. But when he gives Aaron a chance and gets to know him a little better, he may find himself coming home more often.

In this intense and gritty erotic novella, campus security guard and former United States Marine, Drake Spartan, apprehends a gay basher, who happens to be the son of a very rich man. When no charges are filed against the wealthy baseball jock, Drake decides to seek revenge and teach the spoiled rich boy a lesson that he will never forget. Previously published as Dominance and Revenge in August of 2012. This novella is approximately 18,000 words. Volume One of The Sagas of Queen's Landing. All characters in this erotic tale are 18 years or older. This works features several fetishes ...

I hated Stephen; he bullied me throughout my childhood and made my life a misery. Now he is coming back home. Everyone said that he had changed, but that was something that I couldn't accept. I couldn't deny, though, that when I saw him again, he took my breath away, but still the last thing I wanted him to find out was about me, and who I really was. I had come home and fallen asleep. I had left a part of myself there, waiting to be discovered.

My loser high school friend never deserved him anyway. If I’d had the chance, I would have locked Remy down years ago. Only, when the party leads to a drunken kiss, going on their honeymoon, and sharing their marital bed, I have to say, I’m not entirely sad that their wedding went up in flames.