I thought I was done with men, until I met my dad’s best friend. After getting left at the altar, I want a home that’s all my own. A place where I can go to pick up the pieces. My grandma’s old house is perfect . . . or at least, it will be once I renovate it. Luckily, my dad’s best friend Austin is the best foreman in town. He’s filthy rich and gorgeous - tall, broad shoulders and kind brown eyes that draw me in. He’s also twice my age. Totally off limits. But when we finally kiss, I find out just how good forbidden tastes. We’re no longer able to keep our hands off each ...

There’s no escape. “You’re not leaving. You belong to me. Get used to it.” Blake Baird is a man who takes what he wants. And now he’s taken me. I came for the job as a maid but now… His dark eyes hint at all the things he’s done as leader of the Scottish mob. He won’t hurt me, I tell myself. He and Dad were best friends once. Surely that will keep me safe, but he wants steaminess, not violence. My self-esteem isn’t low, but hey, I’m a realist. I’m nineteen, on the curvy side, and determined to find the man who killed my mother. I’m not built to satisfy this mob-boss ...

I never meant to fall for my best friend’s father—the grumpy, gorgeous billionaire I should’ve run from. One broken-down car. One reckless night. And suddenly, I’m in Calder Thorne’s arms, breaking every rule without even knowing it. I thought he was just a brooding mechanic with rough hands and a wicked mouth—one drink, one kiss, one night we swore to forget. The real heartbreak comes later—when I realize he’s the father of the one person I can’t afford to lose. He’s older. Hardened by loss. Off-limits in every way. And when he touches me, it’s like he’s starving ...

My childhood sweetheart is now my sworn enemy. I either resist the billionaire next door… or surrender everything. I should hate Theo Roberts. But his smoldering eyes make me melt. His touch sets my body on fire. Those hands… No! Focus, Mia. I inherited my grandmother’s beach house, and I’m not selling. Theo may have built an empire next door, but this place is my heart. And the cocky billionaire isn’t playing fair. We clash, we fight—every argument ending with me pinned against the wall, craving more. He’s ruthless, relentless, and utterly irresistible. I should walk away. ...

Daddy would die if he knew his best friend took my v-card. Drake Vance is obscenely hot, ridiculously rich, and completely off-limits. With tailored suits and a face that belongs on a magazine cover. He’s also my dad’s best friend and twice my age. As a favor, he hires me to be the chef at his new tech firm. One night. One mistake. And I gave him my v-card. That’s all it was supposed to be. But then he’s in my kitchen, tasting my cooking like he owns the place. Driving me home, hand on my thigh like it belongs there. Looking at me like he’s already decided—I’m his. I should ...

I let my bestie’s brother ruin me. Now, I’m knocked up by the billionaire I swore to destroy. Oak Island’s my home. Sun, sand, and miles of untouched beauty—until some rich a**hole decides to wreck it with his latest development. I swore I’d fight him. I swore I’d win. Then Wesley Thomas shows up. Cocky. Reckless. So damn hot he should be illegal. And the only one reckless enough to help me take the billionaire down. So I let him in. Let him close. Let him drag me under like a riptide… make me feel like I mattered. Until his hands are on me. Until his mouth ruins me. Until ...

I like my men how I like my wine, Tasty, full-bodied, and twice my age… like my best friend’s dad. I'm a dedicated nurse, and the responsible one (usually). So catching a ride after a night of drinking makes good sense. Except when that ride is loaded silver fox Landon Leggatt. And OH, did I ride. But afterward, the jerk acted like nothing happened between us, And left me wondering if the sparks were only in my head. I thought I’d gotten over him, until he hurts his ankle, And my best friend calls in a favor for my professional help. Now I'm stuck looking after this brooding grump, ...

Forty-years old and still reeling from a public and painful divorce, Thalia Blackwood is looking for a fresh start, somewhere far away from her upside down life. When she's offered a new job as the sports therapist for a football (soccer) team, she jumps at the chance. This is just what she needs to leave the heartbreak and shame of Manchester behind, trading it in for the warmth and hopeful vibrancy of Madrid.

Edwin Lyon is about twenty years older, several inches taller, and significantly richer. But that last part is no surprise. He is the CEO of the Lyons Club, after all. And I am so deep in debt that I couldn't see the surface if I tried. The kicker? He has no idea his new nightclub manager—yours truly—used to date his son.

I'll be the first to admit that I live at extremes. After going 10 years locked in what felt like a dysfunctional marriage, I'm now decidedly boy-free. In nearly three years I've had no boyfriends, no flings, no dates, and no sex. For the sake of my dream career, the sacrifice has been easy. At least it was. Until he came along. Lukas Hendricks. He's rude, gorgeous, arrogant - a stone-carved wall of muscle and distraction. He's everything I know to avoid but there's no avoiding your next-door neighbor.

I finally had my baby girl back home, but she came with a little baggage in the shape of her best friend. I could deal with that for some more time with my daughter. The only problem is Bay's not exactly what I'd expected. I'd been through hell and back with my ex, but even that didn't compare to the turmoil that girl causes me. My stomach aches every time she's in the room with me, and we're drawn like magnets, but she can never be anything to me. Bay is young, vibrant, beautiful, and totally off-limits.

Having my brother's best friend as my boss is one thing, but being pregnant with his twins? That's the last thing I expected… Landon Maxwell is a handsome, mature, irresistibly charming business mogul—and the most talked-about chef in Manhattan. When he hired me to promote and plan events for his restaurant, I didn’t expect him to be such an arrogant grump. I can’t stand him—we constantly bicker and clash. But when I watch him interact with the staff, I see a softer side to him. And I can’t deny the attraction that’s building with every encounter. Those piercing green eyes, ...

Twenty years of military discipline hasn’t prepared me for one weekend with Amy… Leo Amy’s the perfect woman. Sweet, funny, and curves that make my mouth water. Too bad she’s my best friend’s daughter and completely off-limits. When he asks me to protect her, he has no idea how far I’ll go to keep her safe. Amy may be forbidden to me, but I won’t let any other man touch her. Amy It’s only ever been Leo. Since he made me laugh when I was twelve years old, I’ve had a crush on him. But he still sees me as a little girl. When we’re thrown together for the weekend, it’s my ...

After her mother's untimely death, finishing school was no longer an option for Christelle DeMelo. A chance job offering led her into the cruel hands of Alexei Petrov. On the outside, the stoic Russian appeared to be a normal wealthy businessman who needed a maid to keep up with his particular demands. However, Christelle knows the real man, the monster in an expensive suit. Her and her infant brother's livelihood depend on the tall amber eyed criminal who wants nothing more than her complete obedience. From the moment he laid eyes on her Alexei had every intention to possess his innocent ...

Logan Wolfe is the crush I thought I’d left behind. We shared a single kiss so greedy and hot that I ran off to college. I’ve finally returned home, and now he won’t let go. I'm ready for a new beginning at my dream job as a copywriter, where Logan Wolfe, my brother’s best friend, is my boss. Despite our working relationship, our texts take a steamy, taboo turn. Once we start, we can’t stop. When Logan sees something he wants, he takes it. He’s tall, handsome, grumpy, and, most importantly, off-limits. Giving into the texting temptation would mean breaking my big brother’s ...