Wren Martin is socially awkward. She blocks off herself to the world, hiding behind her favorite hoodie. All she wants to do is keep a low profile, and graduate well enough to qualify for a college scholarship. But then a babysitting job leads her to cross paths with Asher Reed, Eastview Highʼs notorious athlete. When a field injury kickstarts his senior year, heʼs turning his free time and attention to Wren. And maybe she might not want to be invisible after all. ***** [Watty's Collector's Edition Winner] [TFA Runaway Prize Winner] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]] Cover designed by Ashley Santoro

"The ultimate chick-lit read" - East County Magazine "Reviving and fun..." - San Francisco Book Review Magazine At first glance, twenty-one-year-old Jan Weston has it all: a perfect boyfriend, fun friends, and wealthy parents who take care of all those pesky credit card bills. Then her boyfriend dumps her, her friendships fall apart, and her parents cut her off. Suddenly without money, without a man, and without a plan, it's time for Jan to grow up. Determined to get her life back on track, Jan decides it's time to make it on her own. Can she find her way as a single lady in San Diego? Can she fix her friendships, her job prospects, and her hair? And can she keep her vow that she'll never date again, even after she meets a guy who just might be perfect for her? Between Boyfriends is a sexy, hilarious story of living life, finding love, and growing up... but not necessarily in that order. Now FREE for Kindle. Click 'external link' to get the whole novel free.

She hoped he couldn't see the fear swirling deep within her. She didn't want to let him see her fear. She had to be strong. Then her fear was replaced with anger. Why would she be afraid of his reaction? Of him? She didn't do anything wrong in the first place. She was on the run, and if someone captures you, you try to escape. Rule number one. If someone should have the right to be angered, it should be her. She squinted her eyes and shot daggers to his. At her glare his smirk disappeared. With three big steps he was right in front of her, grabbing her throat and pushing her up against the tree behind her. She didn't see it coming and she couldn't breathe for a moment. Her hands grasped his forearm in panic, causing the chains to clatter loudly, but he already lessened his grip on her throat so she could take some air. Her heart was beating way faster then normal, but at least it was a sign she was still alive. His grip was more rough than painful, but she was not mistaken. He could snap her neck in a second if he'd want to. He must have had another plan for her, cause he didn't. Her eyes snapped back to his when he brought his head closer. "Listen to me, little one." His voice was surprisingly soft, yet demanding her attention. "You are mine now. Never, ever run away from me again, or you will pay the price." Highest ranking #15 in dominance.

Imagine living in a world where you are the last of an age old race, a world where supernatural creatures once prevailed. Talon knows exactly what that’s like, she’s lived her entire life believing she is the last of her kind; a race she knows very little of. Her fading memories of a less than delightful childhood her only clue to her ancestry. One rule she never forgot despite her early fascination with them was to stay far away from the Black Slayers, especially the Cursed One. After centuries of living as a pre-pubescent teen something strange happens; suddenly her body starts to develop, maturing at an accelerated pace. Her once dark hair lightens with each passing day, her skin glowing with vitality. Peculiar things start to happen. An encounter with two young men with a curious interest unleash foreign feelings - a strong, irrational pull in the pit of her stomach. Talon learns just how hard it is to keep her secret safe and people are not always what they seem to be.

"For the last 6 years I have kept it at bay. The need, the want, the hunger. No more. I will be free to do as I please. Brandon, you have no control over me!" Mates. They were supposed to stay together. To treasure each other. To love one another. But what happens when Choice trumps Fate, when need becomes obsession and hope flickers? This is a story of Ness, a bright young werewolf, who grew up with stories about romance and mates. None of which could prepare her for the reality - her mate chooses her best friend over her for the chance of power and glory. Fighting her feelings for Brandon, Ness accepts her own place in the world. If she couldn't have the mate that Fate destined for her, she would surely find one of Choice for herself. Alpha Marcus Josef "Ned" Edwards has a dark past. He lost his mate 6 years ago and has dedicated his life to revenge her death. Meticulously eliminating every single wolf that was even remotely connected with the dead of his mate, he is rightfully labeled cruel, furious and dangerous. His pack mates learn to recognize the glimpses of their old loving Alpha Marcus and the ever consuming rage of the ruthless Alpha Ned, who dutifully protects them. When Nessa meets Marcus sparks ignite. But would they be enough to bring these two wolves together? Read to find out. (book is being edited. New bonus content added - June 2019)

Tyler Morgan is a 17 year old girl who has had a hard life, her and her drunk mother are used to moving and starting over. Tyler doesn't let herself make friends anymore - what's the point if she has to uproot and move when HE comes for her again? When she starts over again for the 6th time she doesn't expect it to last long same as always, but this time she meets someone who she doesn't want to say goodbye to. Sean Houston is 18, gorgeous, popular, sweet, talented, funny, captain of the football team. Oh yeah and he's also a shifter.

*3 chapter sample read due to release on Amazon* This book was formerly titled Claiming His Prize, but after editing, polishing and publishing on Amazon has been retitled, Revealing His Prize. WARNING R-RATED *This is a mature romance with adult themes including language, sex and general themes* Twenty three year old Frankie Nolan is an artist and she has just won a prestigious prize. When she, along with her two best friends attend the glittering party held in the building she has won the right to publicise she is excited and scared because the prize and the night are big. Frankie is shy and scared of letting people in because if she chooses the wrong people to share with she stands to lose everything she has built to keep her secrets buried. As she mingles with other guests she has an encounter with Adam, a handsome and slightly older man who has his sights clearly set on her and she is powerless to resist his charms. He makes her open up with no effort and as she explains that she didn't even want to enter the competition to publicise Mallory City Scene she goes as far as to describe her image of Mr Mallory as 'fifty five, balding, middle age spread with an overindulged wife and kids at home while he uses his position and money to address his erectile dysfunction with a combination of little blue pills and high class hookers', much to Adam's amusement. Her own amusement ends abruptly when Mr Mallory is revealed as Adam. From the second he set eyes on Francesca Adam Mallory knew he had to have her and when he kissed her and touched her then the deal was done for him, she would be his. He intended to take full advantage of her prize and manipulate the details to his own advantage until he knew each and every single secret she kept hidden, no matter how dark, dangerous and disturbing. So, the real question, who will be the winner and exactly what or who is the prize?

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

{For those who HATE student/teacher stories, TRY THIS ONE ANYWAYS. I dare you to read it and say it was a waste of time} Alice 'Ace' Spade had fled her horrible foster family by the time she was sixteen and found a way to survive by dancing in a sleazy strip club. One night a man named Malcolm is brought in by his friends and Ace and Mal hit it off. Until the cops crash the club and discover that Ace is only seventeen and a runaway. They force her back to school and back to the foster family that abused her. Her only solace is that Malcolm is now her teacher and sometimes protector. But what happens when they still have powerful chemistry and a growing affection towards each other?

WARNING R-RATED Disaster-in-Waiting was a dream come true for me. Firstly writing it and then sharing it on here and receiving such a wonderful response to it. It was because of the support and encouragement on here that I finally took the decision to self-publish as an e-book. It is available on Amazon and can be read for free on there with Kindle Unlimited. ****Mature audience only due to adult themes; sex, language and situations**** Eloise Ross is married to Michael, her much older and recently retired husband. He fills his days with golf and walking the dog, while she fills her days working as a newly appointed P.A. to the CEO of an international company. One night, disillusioned with her sexless marriage she goes out alone, drinks beer and dances with a handsome stranger. The moves on the dance floor quickly lead to passion and excitement like El has never known, but it was only one night, one time. Just that once couldn't mean anything, could it? Just that once changed her view on everything she'd ever thought she'd known or valued; her home, family, husband and marriage, but most of all herself. As her life begins to unravel, with twists and turns that make her laugh, cry and despair El has only one constant to hang onto, her handsome stranger. "Because I don't want to end it. I'm not exactly what you'd call experienced," I said with a warm flush creeping up my cheeks. "I thought everything I had, with Michael was an ideal life until that night, when I met you and something switched inside me, a realisation that it was as far from ideal as anything ever could be. I don't think I'm being clear here, sorry. I am not trying to pin my happiness or the consequences of this on you, God, I don't even call you by your first name so to expect anything of you is not realistic!"