For one hundred and fifty years, I’ve been a Grim Reaper. Wandering the earth and rendering souls for the Soul Collector. People die, their souls must be gathered. Millions of souls. I did it without fail. Until I saw her. The demon of the underworld is not getting this one. Her sweet soul is mine. I keep her for myself. It causes a bit of a stir. The underworld is in a tizzy. Reapers come out of the woodwork to take me down. Not to mention the big bad Soul Collector. He’s a little pissed. So, I make a deal. If this human female can fall in love with me, I get to keep her. If not… I ...

My aim in golf is as good as my taste in guys—crooked and always getting me into trouble. That’s why I’m dreading this golf tournament that my boss is dragging me to. But when I’m shuffling through the forest on the third hole, I find something more than just my lost ball. I find Eli Cline. And he is the definition of trouble. It doesn’t take long for this possessive hottie to become full-blown obsessed with me, but I’m not about to make it easy on him. I’m going to torture him all day. But at night, it’s going to be a different story. Because I just might let this hot rich ...

I work on a luxury yacht and it’s the perfect job. Amazing scenery and luxurious accommodations, but not so good for keeping a relationship alive. The guests come and go and I exist behind a wall of politeness. Hiding behind a customer service barrier where no can see the real me. Until he comes onto my yacht. Luke Cline. The most dominant commanding male I’ve ever seen. He sees me. He tastes me. And for the first time in my life, all my barriers and walls come crashing down. Luke Cline is heading to the Caribbean for work and he’s about to show the beautiful First Mate on his yacht ...

We’re old school on my oil rig. There’s no fancy equipment or high-tech computers, just brute strength with jacked muscles. A bunch of roughnecks stuck in the ocean for months at a time, working hard physical labor while trying not to kill each other. So what happens when an innocent angel with mesmerizing curves shows up at the rig in a boat? Everyone wants her, but she’s mine. It’s time to show these roughnecks who the true alpha of this oil rig is. And it’s time to show this beauty that she belongs in my possessive arms. She washed up on my rig, which means she’s mine. I’m ...

This vacation sucks. How can an all-expenses paid vacation on the stunning island of Maui suck? Easy. Try going with my crazy co-workers. You’d hate it too. But that all changes when we show up for our helicopter tour. The hot dominant pilot takes one look at me and gets over the top obsessed. It doesn’t take long before I’m kidnapped. Stolen away in a helicopter that’s heading to a secluded part of the island where there’s no escaping. Not that I’d want to… This vacation from my vacation is just what I needed. And Jack Caine is just who I want. This high-flying alpha will ...

I hate Valentine’s Day. I know that sounds cliché. What millions of single women say to get through the tough day with a little dignity, but they don’t really hate it. They hate that they’re single. They don’t hate the actual day. Well, I do. I hate it, hate it, freaking wish it would die a slow painful death hate it. I hate it the way turkeys hate Thanksgiving, the way Santa’s elves hate Christmas, the way bartenders hate Saint Patrick’s Day. You see, my family owns a flower shop. So, Valentine’s Day has always been hell. But once I catch sight of Mr. London during a ...

He thinks I’m his. He thinks I was made for him. Made to please him. Made to follow his orders. I gulp as he towers over me. I think he’s right. A whole lot happened at my first concert. I snuck backstage. Met the band. But when the lead singer made some unwanted moves, his rough and mean bodyguard stepped in and decided to protect me instead. Now I have a huge obsessive alpha male throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me up to the top of the jumbotron where we can finally be alone. Just me, him, and twenty thousand people below us as he claims what he keeps saying is his. I ...

I’ve been taken from my village, bound as a slave, and now I’m being thrown at the feet of the most deadly Gladiator in Roman history. I belong to Kaeso Vinicius now. I’m his prize. He gets to do whatever he wants to me and there’s nobody around to stop him. I tremble as I look up at the largest man I’ve ever seen. And the scariest. He’s so unlike the pretty-faced boys who chased me around the village. He’s rough-looking with scars all over and a hungry gleam in his dark possessive eyes, like he’s about to devour me whole. I did not picture my first time like this… So, why...

I’ve always been known as a cold calculating killer. Feared by everyone who crossed my path. With good reason. There’s been a lot of blood over the years and not a lot of love. But when I see her… everything changes. Her warm smile thaws my cold heart. Her soothing touch calms my rage. My killing days are over. At least, I think they are… Until my girl needs my protection from the cruel men in her past. I become more ruthless and bloodthirsty than ever. And all the killing… All the blood… This time, it’s all for her. The alpha males of Heartlands Motorcycle Club are the most ...

I watch him from the beach everyday. Bodhi Slater cuts through the giant Hawaiian waves like he was born to surf. He’s gorgeous. That shaggy hair. Those dark eyes. Mmmmmm…. And his shredded tattooed body is pure perfection. Every twist on his surfboard shows off a new ab muscle that I didn’t even know existed. I thought I was too large for him, but one look at me and this rich billionaire surfer becomes obsessed. Who knew that Bodhi Slater likes his girls with curves? He’s a possessive alpha who owns the island and gets whatever he wants. But what happens when all he wants is me? ...

The town of Cherry Falls is a lot of things, but exciting is not one of them. Which makes my job as a reporter for the town paper really freaking hard. The front page of the last issue featured a story about a raccoon who looked like Samuel L. Jackson. Not exactly thrilling. But when I’m forced to cover the new albino calf on the Cherry Blossom Ranch… I find out the meaning of thrilling. And it’s not the baby cow. It’s the rough, wild-looking rancher, Butch Steele. Every hair on my body stands straight up when I see the possessive way he’s staring at me with those fierce dark eyes...

What a crap day. I lost my audition, my brothers ditched me, and now, I’m stuck in an elevator with a stranger. Although, it’s not all bad. If I had to be stuck in here with someone, I’m glad it’s him. Jack Cavill. Rich powerful CEO. The kind of man who takes what he wants. And right now, he’s looking at me like I’m the next mountain he wants to conquer. Maybe I shouldn’t be so eager to get out of this broken elevator. This might be just what I need… Someone tell the fire department this was a false alarm. Because even though this elevator isn’t moving, things are about to...

My father blew up my life. Shattered it. Destroyed it. Kicked it in the balls. He caused a worldwide scandal for my family and now there’s nowhere safe for me to go. So, I flee New York City and hide in Bridgeworth Pines. It’s a small town in the middle of Connecticut. I’m living with my crazy aunt while struggling with my new job at the local bakery. It’s going great, thanks. But it gets much better when my boss’s son Malcolm walks in. He’s turning everything around. Including me. Twisting and bending me over the counter in more positions than I can count. The ovens aren’t ...

It was only supposed to be one night. A thousand dollars to pretend to be Nolan Cline’s girlfriend. How could I say no to that? I was probably the only virgin escort on the planet, but Mr. Cline didn’t have to know about my lack of experience for the job. All I had to do was hang onto his arm, smile, and look presentable to the rich CEO billionaire’s friends and coworkers. It was all great until I saw the possessive and territorial look in Nolan’s eyes when he first spotted me in my red dress… Then, I knew that there wouldn’t be any pretending between us. It started in the limo...

We were supposed to go to the Cheesecake Factory. I had my heart set on an Oreo Dream Extreme Cheesecake. I should have known better when going out with my delinquent cousin. Instead of the Cheesecake Factory, she takes me to an abandoned factory. There’s an illegal street race going on outside and she drags me into the middle of it. It’s not my scene. At all. So, I’m as shocked as my cousin when they choose me to drop the flag. I’m terrified standing in the headlights while several rumbling engines wait for me to start the race. I yank the flag down and all the cars whizz by. ...