When Chloe Collins gets her dream job as prison guard in one of the biggest jails in California, she realises she will be working with some of the most dangerous criminals in the world. As a naive and innocent woman, Chloe does not realise just how dangerous these men are- including Aaron King, the notorious killer and the man she can't seem to stay away from. Even with her job on the line and an intimate relationship of any sorts with a prisoner illegal, Chloe is pulled to the reserved Jailbird and his mysterious aura around prison. It also becomes ten times harder to stay away when said killer would do anything to have her too. Even behind bars, Aaron aches to have Chloe beneath him. It was forbidden but it was just too good to stay away from.

"Close your eyes." he croaked, I did as I was told without any disobedience. "Have you any idea how badly I want to kiss you right now?" I shook my head in reply. "Badly, so fucking badly." he whispered as his harsh breath fanned across my cheek. Dark haired and tattooed, Xavier looked like the ultimate bad boy...but weren't bad boys meant to have that boyish charm? The thing is, Xavier was extremely guarded, hot headed and quite frankly, scary. In fact, Xavier was many things but romantic and loving wasn't two of them. He was a building half built, a puzzle with half of the pieces missing... Until he met me. Warning: Bad language (lots of). A possessive delinquent that is guaranteed to make you smile (or cry.)

Vivienne Cartwright can have anything she wants in life except for the man she loves. She chases it only to find herself crashing down after the ultimate high. Oliver Yates doesn't seem to be the man she's loved all these years and his secrets are as dangerous as they are heartbreaking. Time and distance may heal her but they can't free her. Securing a future with Vivienne cost Oliver his soul, a price too high for the girl who'd saved it years ago when tragedy nearly ripped it away from him. Without anything else to offer but the mere scraps left of himself, Oliver makes one last bargain to win back the woman who became the everything out of his nothing. With the stakes higher than they ever were and the rules of the game changing as they go all in, will these two find their way back or will a mysterious hand tear them apart forever? *Second book in the Cobalt Bay Billionaires series.* *** Copyright © 2016 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in any of the multi-media content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners unless otherwise noted. Cover art photo purchased from Shutterstock and edited by the author. ***

***The wrong girl is sometimes The Right One.*** Charlotte Samuels thought she'd be stuck waiting tables at Marlow's until all her debts are paid off-in about ten thousand years or so. She definitely didn't expect a marriage proposal from the arrogant Brandon Maxfield who was blackmailed by his father to make her his wife if he didn't want his least favorite cousin to run Maxfield Industries. Charlotte's instinct was to say HELL NO! but she's stumped by a few obstacles: 1.) His old man Martin Maxfield is dear to her heart and has been recently deteriorating in health. 2.) She gets a million dollars if she stays married to Brandon for a year. 3.) She would rather like the opportunity to teach the attractive but awfully rude man a few lessons he didn't think he needed from a 'teenage gold-digger' which was his term of endearment for her on their first date-er, business meeting. So what's a girl got to do, right? Sure, she's young and a little rough around the edges but there's something her would-be husband didn't know about her yet-she's nothing like he ever expected. Thrust into the glitzy world a standard-issue Mrs. Maxfield would fit perfectly and rule with impeccable social grace, Charlotte will either have to force herself into the mold or break free of it, risking what little she has left for everything that she can gain. *** Copyright © 2014 by Nina Tippett. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of Nina Tippett. This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Images, music and videos used in the cover art and any of the multimedia content posted in this story are the sole property of their respective owners.

"You're so lame." Alexander comments as he walks into the kitchen. "Shut up, I don't care." I scoff as I continue to make myself a sandwich. "You know, maybe guys will notice you more once you stop wearing your father's clothes." He teases and at that moment, I turn around to face him and give him a fuming glare. "Leave me alone." I hiss through gritted teeth before storming out of the kitchen, leaving behind my sandwich. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ A 16 year old girl named Courtney is not your average teenager. She buys her clothes from the men's section and only has two friends. But not for long. Her mother gets proposed by a wealthy man and she is forced to live with the school's biggest player. Unfortunately for her, he doesn't know how to mind his own business...unless he's with a girl. 1 girl, 1 boy, 1 marriage, 1 confusing relationship. ✕❤︎✕❤︎✕❤︎ ©2015, Kim Herz

Miranda Fenster only wants to help her twin brother find his happily ever after with his true love. To ensure her brother's happiness, though, she must beg the Duke of Kerstone to intercede on her brother's behalf. Too bad the duke has other plans for the woman known in society as The Fairy Tale Miss.