Olivia is a Language Translator; Fedor a Russian billionaire in the energy sector. They met whilst Olivia was translating on his behalf to a German delegation. The attraction was mutual, their passion undeniable, their fiery nights together in each others' arms, unforgettable... but commitment seemed to have gotten lost in translation...

#4 in Falling For A Womaniser Series *** On the night of her sixteenth birthday, Katerina Kolosov made the mistake of kissing her best friend's brother. Not that her best friend Alexandria Doukas (Lexi) wouldn't be okay with it. She'll be ecstatic. However, horrified at her actions, Kat pretends the kiss didn't happen and continues to move on with life while doing all that she can to avoid Raphael. Now eighteen, and with her best friend Lexi at her side, college would be a blast. That is until everything changes when Lexi's brother has decided to make Kat his after years of waiting. Can Kat deal with the possessive and demanding Raphael after years of trying to avoid the attraction between them? Who knew that one kiss could change everything? ** "Ooooh get your hands off me!" I hissed as Raphael carried me over his shoulder and into one of the bedrooms. "I mean it! You stupid barbarian!" I yelled and tried to wriggle my way out of his tight grasp and I opened my mouth to yell when one of his large hands landed on my bottom. Hard. "Ow! What the hell is your problem? And get your hand off my butt!" I hissed as Raphael kept his hand on my bottom. I could hear him chuckle and I struggled and pounded my fists against his back viciously and growled angrily when he didn't seem to be affected by it. I let out a huff as I landed on the bed. "Listen here you stupid oaf! Let me out of this room!" I demanded and glared at the handsome devil in front of me. "Didn't your parents ever teach you that it is rude to shout Katerina?" He said silkily as he watched me. I crossed my arms, "They did, but I figured since it's just you, it doesn't matter." He raises an eyebrow and stalks closer towards me. Without a word, his head leaned in and slanted his lips over mine. With that, I was kissing Raphael Doukas. (WARNING: CONTAINS LOADS OF SWEARING, SOME SEXUAL CONTENT AND PLAIN SASSINESS AND POSSESSIVENESS! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!) Highest Ranking: #21 Romance 7/4/2016

Christian Ryder may be Hollywood's newest Golden Boy, but to Sophia Hastings, he's a reminder that you can't outrun your past, especially if you're the kid who used to walk the mile in high school. Eighteen-year-old Sophia has had big screen dreams ever since she can remember. Too bad her only taste of fame involved a tree costume, buffalo wings, and a submission to America's Funniest Home videos a decade ago. That all changes when a lucky break lands her in Hollywood, with none other than Christian Ryder at her side. A heartthrob whose acting career skyrocketed faster than even he could keep up with, Christian has it all: the fame, the fortune, and the girls. He would gladly tell anyone who was willing to listen all about the girls. Too bad the only one who actually matters would sooner jump off of a cliff than jump into bed with him. Sophia is determined not to let her new leading man get to her. Christian has never been afraid of a challenge. But this one has a catch. This challenge could destroy much more than just his ego. *** Note: This is a special edited version of Better Than Revenge, featuring a dual POV. It is the newest version of this story.

Nico Durant is living a lonely life as the remaining member of his household. Not only did his twin sister and best friend move away, but he's also recovering from the wounds his ex-girlfriend caused. Olivia Paz is the mysterious new girl on campus everyone is talking about. But she only has two goals in her life: working through college, and taking care of her dad. When Olivia finds herself in trouble, Nico can't avoid helping her, even if it means jeopardizing his new status as captain of the soccer team. Nico's past unexpectedly catches up with him, and he must decide whether he's capable of letting Olivia go, or loving her.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

Tristan couldn't help but chuckle. "Is that what it is? You want a fairy tale love?" "And some great sex." "I thought I was giving you that." There was a spark in her eyes that could have either been disappointment or lust. Tristan knew it was both in that moment. "I need more than just fifteen minutes every Friday night." "It used to be everyday." She nodded, as if she could remember every sexual encounter from the moment they met to this very one now. "I want the thrill of possibly getting caught. I want to be fucked, Tristan. This is the first night we're alone in this house in weeks, and you haven't even tried to fuck me." He stood, walked over to her, and pulled her against the erection in his pants, teasing her erected nipple beneath her thin t-shirt. "You didn't think I would bend you over and fuck you anywhere I'd like?"

#3.5 in Falling For A Womaniser Series Can be read as a standalone if you don't mind having spoilers for the previous books *** Grayson Kolosov is lonely. Haunted by his past, Grayson mostly shuts himself in and makes sure that no one gets too close to him. That is until smart, funny Claire literally runs into him. Claire Dubois is new in town. Finally free from her abusive ex-husband, Claire is finally getting a fresh start for herself and her son, Wyatt. However, Claire is drawn to the quiet handsome man at the park that she had ran into once. Has Grayson finally found a reason to let someone in? And is Claire ready to fall in love again despite her first disastrous relationship?

Emmaline (Emma) Heywood resents being in the spotlight. It certainly doesn't help that her family is Hollywood royalty. Having carved a name for herself where she is anonymous after a horrific accident when she was sixteen, Emma would do anything to ensure that she would stay unknown. Jack Donnahue loves being in the spotlight. It certainly helps that he is one of the more famous actors in Hollywood. Everyone knows him, people adore him and they can't get enough of him. That is until he meets Emma and is intrigued when she claims to not know him. An unlikely friendship begins and romance blossoms. Can Emma deal with the sudden attention when all eyes are back on her? And can Jack convince her that he is worth it?

She's nothing like the classy, curvaceous, leggy blondes that frequent his bed...yet something about the bedraggled red-headed scrawny woman draws him to her, that he feels compelled to bed her. She thought it a cruel joke when he asks her to dinner. Why would this hot as--hell, jet setting billionaire want to go to dinner with Alina Brooke? Yet...she found herself saying yes to dinner...and more