Genres : Romance

How do I know that my boss is obsessed with me? He nearly killed a man for touching me. When a dirt bag traps me in an elevator... I slap him out of fear. The doors open. Anatoly walks in and sees the look on my face… Hits the emergency stop. Cracks his knuckles. “Apologize to her… or I teach you respect in twelve floors.” Now the creep is gone. But my nightmare’s just beginning. Anatoly Ovechkin isn’t just my...

I prayed for a miracle to save my little boy. God sent me three loyal silver fox alphas instead. Their price? My body. My secrets. My heart. Five years ago, I fled Blackthorn Falls... Now I’m back—broke, desperate, and hiding in my late brothers old cabin—waiting on a trust fund to pay for the surgery that could save my son’s life. But I never planned to run into them. My brother’s three best friends. The men I loved in secret—and...

I texted the wrong number. He texted back. Now the Bratva owns me. It was supposed to be a rant to the date who stood me up. Instead, I got Sergei Volkov. Cold. Ruthless. Powerful. The kind of man you don’t say no to. He took me to dinner. Then took me apart in bed. No names. No strings. Just the best night of my life. I never expected to see him again... Until he walked into my ER— While...

What’s worse than letting a masked stranger dominate you? Letting three… Then ending up with two babies in your belly. It started with the hottest night of my life… But it ended with me witnessing a crime. I thought I’ve put the past behind me, But it crashes back into my present… In the form of not one, not two… But three Irish daddies. There’s Declan, the delicious man who haunts me in my nightmares. Rian, who charms me with...

What’s worse than getting stuck in an elevator with your silver fox boss? Getting stuck with three of them… Jack, Gavin, and Harrison are my brother’s filthy rich best friends. And after our little hookup in the elevator, They’re about to become so much more… There’s Jack, who drives me insane with his talented tongue. Gavin, the cocky CEO who whispers dirty orders in my ears. And Harrison, who pours his heart out into everything he does… including me. I’ve...

Three silver fox sugar daddies… Plus one broke biology student… Equals two buns in the oven. The Copeland brothers aren’t just rich… They’re filthy rich. And now they’re getting promoted… From sugar daddies… To baby daddies. Dean, the dominant CEO, spoils me like it’s his job. Colin, Dean’s twin, is the gentle tech genius who touches me like I'll break. And Atticus lives by a simple code—either they come together or not at all. I’ve fallen for all three equally....

I sold my soul to three devils in designer suits… For one entire month. It was either auctioning off my virginity to three billionaire brothers... Or risk losing my sister. I didn’t have to think twice. But now I belong to three filthy rich silver foxes. I’m theirs to claim. To ruin. To ravage. There’s Nico, the gorgeous savage with a heart of gold. Dante, the daredevil who makes my pulse race. Then there's Salvatore… who’s a mystery I crave...

"There's zero chance of knowing who the father is. Identical triplets share almost identical DNA." The words slam into me like a freight train. Oh. Hell. How did I let this happen? After losing my job for refusing my boss’s disgusting proposition, I had two choices: Rot alone in my apartment, wallowing in misery. Escape to Sweden—where snow, champagne, and three of the most dangerously attractive men I’ve ever known were waiting. Guess which one I picked? Worst. Decision. Ever....

Three silver fox bikers. Two pink lines. One drunk voicemail. And zero clue who the daddy is. I’m a librarian. But one drunk voicemail later, I lost my v-card to three bikers twice my age. Now I’m pregnant… And the property of Bishop, Cash and Diesel. Bishop is the badass who takes what he wants—and what he wants is me. Cash's filthy tongue urges me to do unspeakable things. And Diesel makes me purr like his motorcycle. When I sent...

One moment I’m alone, fantasizing about the grumpy silver-fox next door. The next, my vibrator explodes. Then... He. Shows. Up. Sheriff Lucas Riggs. My next-door neighbor with a hero complex and a jawline made for sin. He knocks down my door like a gladiator... And finds me in my bed - in utter shock - wearing nothing but a towel. Vibrator on the floor. Caught on fire. "Jesus woman. You could've gone up in flames," he growls. You're coming with...