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 ...

“Spread ‘em,” he demands. “Wide.” I’ve loved Jack for years. But he’s my father’s best friend and I’m only a young innocent girl in his eyes. I was so desperate for his attention that I came up with a stupid plan. Work in a stripclub so he’ll finally look at me like a woman. How could he look at me like a little girl if I was getting naked in front of men every night? It worked like a charm. Because when he saw me stumbling on stage in my high heels, he turned from my father’s best friend into an obsessive Over The Top alpha who wants me all to himself. Now we’re ...

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 ...

It all begins as a harmless business trip involving a highly respected female executive and her new entry level employee when they are accidentally booked into a hotel hosting a swingers convention. As the weekend unfolds, they carelessly abandon their job responsibilities by binge drinking mass quantities of top shelf bourbon and champagne, indulging on gourmet foods, candidly depleting the corporate credit card and engaging in wild adulterous sex.

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 ...