Featured on Cosmopolitan as an "exceptional fiction story," Tongue Tied is the second highly-praised novel from spicy contemporary and romantic suspense author, Everleigh Ashcroft. Bree Laughlin is a hard working, determined businesswoman, intent on making a name for herself in the strenuous world of advertising. Alec Shaffers is Bree's biggest rival agent, hellbent on charming every potential client right out of her grasp. But Bree and Alec have an agreement. A mind-blowing, delicious agreement, that is. In public, the pair take every opportunity to showcase their disdain for one another. But in private, they can't keep their hands off each other, releasing their frustrations in the most salacious ways. But when lines are crossed, rules are broken, and tough decisions have to be made, Bree and Alec's friends-with-benefits relationship becomes a guessing game of how long they can keep everyone convinced that they hate each other, what will happen if the truth slips out, and most importantly, can Bree actually trust Alec? From the author of the internationally adored FBI romance, Federal Affair, Tongue Tied is sure to leave you wanting more! © 2017 Evergreen Books. All rights reserved. Warning: This novel contains graphic sexual encounters and other mature content. Reader discretion advised.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

Jess Donovan wants a better life than the one she was born to, but how do you figure how what you want when life has never been anything but a series of hurdles? A sexy series about figuring out what you want by falling in love, trying life on, and uncovering the secrets that have held you back for a lifetime. Warning! This is a story with frank sex, meant for more mature readers. ***** 19-year-old Jess knows better than most that life is random. Her mom is dead, and she's on her own, patching together a living as a waitress when a car crashes through the restaurant where she works. In two seconds, she loses her job, watches her best friend hauled away in an ambulance...and meets ex-Olympic hopeful snowboarder Tyler Smith, one of the hottest, most fascinating-and mysterious guys she's ever met. Within days, Jess is swept up into the mesmerizing force that is Tyler. Their every touch sizzles, every kiss dissolves them both, and the sex is...fierce. But there's more to Tyler than his hypnotic eyes. He's adrift, too, and his body-and his soul-are covered with scars. How can she find herself with a guy who is lost himself? Don't forget to vote for Jess's story!

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

When an 18 year-old Marine replies to an email meant for an advice columnist, the girl on the other end can't help but be hooked on his every word. Wes Lee, a US Marine on leave, is the accidental recipient of an email intended for an advice columnist. Even though he knows he shouldn't, Wes can't stop himself from answering the sender's cry for help. Morgan Mayfield, the high school senior who sent the email, is more than startled to received Wes's reply. But what he says to her resonates, and his advice might be just the thing she needs to break free from the life she hates.

*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...

This is the first book in the Muses of Mayfair series, which features a group of women with secret artistic passions as they find love and friendship in Regency England. "Heiress Without a Cause" stars a spinster with a penchant for the stage and a duke whose dark past could ruin them both. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! More info from the back cover: One title to change his life... A disgraced son with a dark reputation, William “Ferguson” Avenel is content to live in exile – until his father dies in the scandal of the Season. With rumors of insanity swirling around them, his sisters desperately need a chaperone. Ferguson thinks he’s found the most proper woman in England – and he won’t ruin her, even if he secretly desires the passionate woman trapped beneath a spinster’s cap. One chance to break the rules... Lady Madeleine Vaillant can’t face her blighted future without making one glorious memory for herself. In disguise, on a London stage, she finds all the adoration she never felt from the ton. But when she’s nearly recognized, she will do anything to hide her identity – even setting up her actress persona as Ferguson’s mistress. She’ll take the pleasure he offers, but Madeleine won’t lose her heart in the bargain. One season to fall in love... Every stolen kiss could lead to discovery, and Ferguson’s old enemies are determined to ruin them both. But as their dangerous passion ignites their hearts and threatens their futures, how can an heiress who dreams of freedom deny the duke who demands her love? ---- This book has been posted in its entirety as of 21 September 2015! If you want to follow the adventures of the other Muses of Mayfair after you finish this book, you can find more information about other books in the series at www.sararamsey.com/where-to-buy.

[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."