Genres : Romance

Falling for your new boss is a bad idea. Getting pregnant by him? Even worse. Especially when he runs the Bratva. He saved me from a creep at the bar, then handed me his business card. Damien Morozov. Impossibly rich. Impeccably controlled. The kind of man whose world should never collide with mine. So imagine my shock when I walk into my new job… and find him behind the desk. The man I thought I’d never see again. I thought...

She’s my assistant. Off-limits. Entirely untouchable. Until the night I catch her slipping into my den of pleasure. At the office, Jenna’s a professional hellraiser. Sharp tongue. No fear. Always testing the thin line of my control. But the second she steps into my underground sex club— masked, dripping in sinful curves, and drawing every filthy stare in the room— I f*cking break. She’s mine to ruin. One night should’ve been enough. It wasn’t. She has no idea the man...

It started with an undercover job… And ended under the covers of three outlaw silver fox bikers. I was supposed to infiltrate the Black Wolves MC… Not ride the three rough ex-military suspects. But Atlas sees through me the moment I walk into his den. And Garrett shows me the ropes in their bar, then ties me up with it. Then there’s Silas… watching, waiting silently as he stalks his prey. Getting claimed by a possessive biker was never the...

June grew up not knowing her father was infamous bounty hunter Earl Hollister, murdered by the Silver Wolf Gang. Now she hunts his killers, teaming with uncanny rancher Axel. As lies unravel, June must choose: vengeance for her father’s death or a future free from bloodshed. In the West, revenge is a loaded gun, and June’s finger’s on the trigger.

My bestie swore it was a self-care gift. She failed to mention it was anatomically correct, eight inches long... And accidentally set to “turbo jackhammer mode.” I open a package on my front porch, And find a dildo buzzing to life in my hands! I panic and fling it across the yard like a live grenade - just as my neighbors step out. Mid-coffee sip - frozen as my gift lands at their feet, vibrating against their garden gnome. FML....

I’ve got two kids… One stalker ex… And three ex-SEAL bodyguards about to ruin my sheets… And my sanity. I just wanted to act, Protect my kids, And keep my psycho ex-husband from ruining my life. But his threats are escalating. And no amount of fame can keep me safe… But they can. There’s Sean, beautiful but lethal. Wesley, the tech god with a mouth made for sin. And Huck, the inked beast with a wicked streak and a heart...

My ex dumped me and called me boring… So I crashed with my three pucking best friends… And asked them to coach me in the bedroom. They should’ve said no. Instead, they’re teaching me all the ways to handle a stick… And I’m breaking rule #1: Never puck your best friend… Let alone three hot hockey players. But Rocco’s scorching touch makes me break every rule in the playbook. And Oliver’s filthy whispers leave me ruined for anyone else. Then...

He doesn’t know his heir grows inside me. And now he’s about to marry my cousin. I’m fastening her wedding gown when the door swings open. Her fiancé steps inside— and my heart stops. Alexei Plushenko. The dark prince who once saved my life… and then wrecked me with a single night of ruthless pleasure. No names. No promises. Just his touch, scorching me until I was ruined for anyone else. By morning, I pulled a Cinderella and vanished. Now...

What’s the best way to mourn your dead fiancé? By marrying his dad, of course… I thought he was just the silver fox stranger… Who ravaged me for one night. How was I supposed to know he’s my ex’s father… Or that I was about to become his wife? But Alaric Moretti is the devil himself. And all thanks to a clause in my ex’s will… Now he’s my devoted husband. But I’m not only marrying the devil… I’m carrying...

What’s the best way to get over your ex? By getting under three silver fox bikers. I caught my fiancé cheating… With my best friend… On our wedding day. So I ran away… And now I’m riding three bikers twice my age. There’s Ash, who’d burn everything to ashes for me. Ryder, who’d ride and take a bullet for me. And Saint, who’d die for me. All three brothers want me on their bikes… And in their beds. Not for...