Lana Fleming’s sister has vanished from the set of TV’s hottest show, and no one seems to care. Desperate for answers, Lana sneaks in as an extra, only to get stranded with Griffin Hart, an A-list action star with a reputation for good abs and bad decisions. Though Griffin didn’t expect to be cast as a librarian’s sidekick in a real-life thriller, he’s weirdly into it—and into her. Even more unsettling—she sees right through his playboy persona. But their meet-cute soon turns deadly when they uncover a Hollywood scandal for the ages.

It’s Valentine’s Day weekend, and Charlotte and Seth are not looking for romance. Armed with emotional-support bear spray, Charlotte is in self-imposed isolation and on guard from men. Having a stalker can do that to a person’s nerves. Just across the hall and giving off woodsy vibes is Seth, a recently divorced arborist. As in today recently. Heights, he’s fine with. Trust? Not so much.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Liv’s happy with life in her thirties. She has two cats, one BFF, and no boyfriend, which is just how she likes it. Plus, she loves working at a not-for-profit software company where she can be her authentically autistic self. This is her happy ever after. But when her beloved firm merges with a repulsive rival, Liv finds herself competing with her sort-of-ex for the top job. Sure, Finn had been Liv’s best friend, with his nerdy good looks and their shared love of Tolkien, but there was that one night, their song, and … well, she doesn’t like to talk about it.

Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

I’m being paid to track her. She’s the daughter of the head of the Aslanov crime family. Off limits. But I quickly become obsessed with the runaway beauty. Her father is the head of one of the biggest Russian crime syndicates in the world. Rich and ruthless. She’s the innocent girl raised in a convent who ran away when she saw the reality of her family’s business. She is alone in the world, without the skills or means to protect herself. From the first moment I see her, I want to save her. I want to be the one to protect her. I will go up against the entire Russian mafia to keep her...

I’m meant to be alone. I haven’t so much as looked at a woman in years. But one minute alone with her and I’m a wild man. I’m a former marine who rules The Untouchables’ MC with an iron fist. I never lose control. But when I see Kelly at the wedding of one of our own, I can’t get my mind off her. I’m no good for a nice girl like her, but that’s not going to stop me from hunting her down. When her brother gets in the way, I don’t ease up. Not until a killer starts targeting my crew. Our women too. That’s when I make the hardest call I’ve ever made in my life. I leave ...

Dirty mind. Filthy mouth. Pure heart. I’m a man of the cloth. But in my case, the cloth is leather. I’m wild and free, but one look at her and I’m begging to be tied down. I belong to the Untouchables MC, but I provide spiritual guidance for clubs up and down the West Coast. Biker weddings, funerals, and everything in between. I get paid in cash, tequila, and favors. I’m living the good life until an old friend from my days at the seminary calls in a favor I can’t refuse. I trade in my morning tequila for coffee and office hours. I do my best to behave around her, but the ...

I’m the head of the Hell Raisers MC. I have a code of honor, even if I keep it hidden. So when I see some of my guys roughing up a runaway, I step in. I just don’t expect to want her for myself. People think I’m crazy. They’re right. They just don’t know why. Nobody knows the truth about me, but she sees right through me with her big blue eyes. I’m reckless and wild. But when I see her, I want something different. For the first time in nearly a decade, I start thinking about what happens after. After I catch my brother’s killer. She doesn’t seem to care that I’m a ...

I’ve avoided getting tied down my whole damn life. Then temptation moves in next door. Turns out, I don’t mind being leashed when she’s holding the rope. I’m second in command of the Untouchables MC. I don’t do complications. When our rival club ends up leaderless and starts causing trouble, I’m forced to step in. I never wanted to be club president. I never wanted to settle down. But the cute little nursing student next door is irresistible. Wifey material, plain and simple. If I were smarter, I’d run like hell. Notice I never said I was smart. She might fear me, but there's ...

I like to ride. Motorcycles, horses, and women. I’m only loyal to my horse and my club. Until she shows up, all grown up and needing my help. She was too young the last time I saw her, always underfoot at the stables where I kept my horse. Now it’s years later, and she’s using her newfound curves to tempt me to cross a line. Lord help us both if I ever do. She’s too sweet and innocent for a guy like me, but it doesn’t matter. I can’t seem to stay away. For the first time in my life, I want something more than a one-night stand. I know I have to wait to claim her, but for how ...

Catch up with the Devil’s Riders for some (mostly) wholesome Valentine’s Day fun! This is a brand new novella length story in the Devil’s Riders Universe. Enjoy! Xoxox, Joanna

I kidnapped an angel to keep her safe. I'll kill to make her mine. I’m relentless. Merciless. Vicious. I live by one rule: protect my Twisted Devils MC family at any cost. Then I see her. Samantha. Everything changes. Now I have a new rule: do whatever it takes to make her mine. Forever. She’s irresistible. Innocent. And in a whole lot of danger. We couldn’t be more different – she’s a nurse who heals, I’m a man who kills. But in this world, I take what I want. And I want her. This angel is no pushover. But even when she fights me, her moans tell me she aches to submit. It’s ...

I don't believe in fairytales. But I will do anything to sweep this girl off her feet. I'm kind of a big deal. As in, everyone on the planet knows who I am, and they have since I was fifteen. You'd think that doing whatever I want, not to mention the constant stream of women, would be pretty fun. And they were. For a while. But now I've seen it all - and it's enough to make a man pretty jaded. When there's a human stampede outside my concert, I jump out of my car to help. That's before I see the girl who nearly got trampled - the tiny, young, adorable superfan. So I invite her backstage... ...

Wherever I went, I heard it: the sound of a purring motorcycle behind me. They never bothered me or said a word. But I knew they were there because of him - Devlin McRae, the head of the local MC. Being followed all the time like this was disconcerting. And lately, the bikes had been getting closer, less secretive, more obvious. What would I do if Devlin ever caught me?

My brother and I run the mob around here. I don’t mess with civilians. But when I see a beautiful girl in trouble I can’t stop myself from rescuing her. She’s out cold, at the mercy of guys that have bad intentions. I take her home with me, tuck her into bed and get on with my business. Easy, right? Until she wakes up and sees something she shouldn’t have. Something that could get her killed. Something I should kill her for. But I won’t. I can’t. Instead, I keep her locked up. My own personal plaything. A beautiful captive I can’t set free, or resist. I’ve spent my life ...

I’m kidnapped by the man who swore to protect me. Is he my salvation or my destruction? Set up by a crooked cop, my only hope is to clear my name and go undercover with an MC. I’m terrified, hopeless, and certain I’ll be murdered. Until I meet Bones. The fearsome biker who wraps me in his leather and tells me he’ll protect me. Then he kidnaps me. At first, I fight to escape. But when he growls my name and presses his lips to mine, My heart and body both submit. Then I’m no longer his prisoner. I’m just his. But our haunted pasts and a brewing MC war threaten everything. Bones ...

Phoenix is a sweet little gal with pouty lips and come-and-get-me hips. I’m not a guy who’d deny a lady a good time, but this beauty is off limits. Forbidden. A man can look, but as soon as he’d touch, he’d get pummeled by her overprotective cousins. But sometimes...breaking in a little filly is worth the risk. The Delancey Brothers are back and better than ever! With all new editions of Jake, Daniel, and Jackson's stories, as well as a longer prequel story for their sweet cousin Pheonyx Delancey. Enjoy!

She’s off limits. A goody two shoes. But when we start butting heads, I want to settle things the old-fashioned way. I drink champagne for breakfast and have dozens of women at my beck and call. I don’t need anything, or so I tell myself. Life is perfect until she walks in… Sabrina is the label’s answer to my PR situation. She’s so beautiful she makes me think crazy things. Like that maybe my perfect life is pretty empty without her. For some reason, she’s immune to my charms. But she doesn’t realize how low I will go when I want something badly enough. I can’t seem to stop ...

I own her. I want her. But I am trying to be honorable. Her father owes us money. A great deal of money. Normally, we would break his legs, or worse. But we’ve known the old man since we were children. So, I take her. She will work in my house. Serve me. But her big eyes pierce the stone around my heart. And her curves tempt me beyond all reason. I cannot touch her. But I am not a man who is used to holding himself back. So, I don’t. And when an enemy within our ranks takes her to provoke a reaction, they do not anticipate hell raining down upon them. I am known for being ruthless and ...