The man is a computer genius… Sebastian Bowen is the computer mastermind of the family. He’s always loved high tech stuff and he’s good at it. So good that he’s always busy with everyone else’s stuff, and sometimes the family’s computer needs are unintentionally placed on the back burner. Ama really wants to help Sebastian’s parents, but not at the expense of her pride. Sebastian Bowen can go to hell as far as she’s concerned. No one accuses her of taking advantage of people. She doesn’t roll that way. He forgot the first rule: Never piss off a Fae… Sebastian’s parents...

“I think you might want to sit down, dear,” Corrine said to her. “This is about to become very frightening for you. Oh, and don’t run. If you do, it will cause you problems, and I don’t believe you need any more of those right now, do you?” She shook her head and looked back at Dylan. The man had a chest that just screamed to be licked. When he winked at her, she flushed. Then thought of shooting his dick off. “Not nice. What will I do with you if you do that?” She flushed more when she caught images of them together in the big bed, and looked at the bed. She knew that he ...

“I’m talking to you, the least you can do is acknowledge me.” “Hello. Now get the fuck away from me. I’m on my lunch hour. My time, not yours.” Marc growled low and Jonny’s entire body went on alert; her cat seemed to skim along her skin. She stood up, dumping her lunch on the table and backed up. “You felt it, didn’t you?” He moved toward her slowly as he spoke low. “You want to come to me, don’t you? You want to touch me.” “I’m not feeling well. I would like to go home.” He shook his head and continued coming toward her. “You can’t keep me here. I can ...

Foster’s Pride Ronan Donahue Quinlan Cassidy Keegan Loman Brook Garrett had learned to live by her wits. When she was very young, she lost her father to a car crash. When her mother remarried, her nightmare really began. A few years later, her mother died the same way. She was next. Ronan Foster was an officer out on medical leave. He was a lion and wasn’t hurt in the least, but the guy responsible for shooting him would go free if he didn’t take the sabbatical. The guy was responsible for much more than shooting him, and justice needed to be served. Trust was hard for Brook. Her ...

Foster’s Pride Ronan Donahue Quinlan Cassidy Keegan Loman Loman Foster wasn’t opposed to finding his mate, but he was tired of his family shoving him in that direction. He would find his mate when he was good and well ready to. Parker magically appeared before him when an uncharacteristic bout of anger washed over him. Loman wasn’t himself at all. He keeled over into Parker’s arms. He had been poisoned with iron. Lindsley Benson watched the man sleep. She was drawn to him. Lindsley was familiar with shifters as they had several working for them at the art gallery where Loman had ...

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.

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.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.