She's a good girl gone bad. Penelope is desperate to leave this town and all the bad memories behind. She wants to run away, far from her alcoholic mother and her multiple unpleasant boyfriends. She'd always keep her head down, focusing on school and her part-time job. But when she finally snaps... she loses that tight control and goes down a dark rabbit hole. Now Penelope needs saving. Officer Cameron likes control. He's demanding. He's harsh. He rarely smiles. Except he's tough on the outside but soft on the inside. One late emergency call to a sleazy club leads him to Penelope and she falls right into his arms. The lonely, crying girl? She melts his heart. She just needs someone to hold her. And Cameron? He wants her and he's going to teach her how to be a good girl again. Except... she's too young. Both Penelope and Cameron are stuck in a vicious cycle. Right or wrong? Yes or no? "Touch me," she pleads. "I won't. I will never. I'll take care of you from far away, Penelope. But I will never touch you. Not like that, not how you want it," he confesses.

Lucas Taggart is the best con man in the business, so to speak. A former-geek-turned-hottie, Luke is now an image consultant and life coach to the rich and privileged in New York City. His eight-week program is designed to transform ugly ducklings into swans by instilling some much-needed confidence, and hey, a makeover never hurts. But when Ainsley Carrington signs up as a client, Luke's world is thrown into a tailspin. Ainsley doesn't need an image consultant; her image is already perfect just the way it is. Luke immediately finds himself grappling with his attraction to the introverted beauty as all his old insecurities come bubbling back to the surface. Thankfully, his new friend Mia is around to help him out. Soon enough, the coach becomes the player as lines get blurred and professionalism gets thrown out the window. The thing is, Luke doesn't date his clients. Ever. But fighting his desire is proving more difficult than he ever imagined. Especially since the cocky and arrogant "confidence man" has just completely lost his cool. ***CON MAN is a romantic comedy novel intended for ages 18+ due to some offensive language and graphic sex/sexual situations.*** READ WHEN YOU'RE IN THE MOOD FOR: cocky, funny, sexy, insightful, relatable.

| #27 in Romance| ****** A girl gives her virginity to her best friend who she's always loved. The morning after, he vanishes, no one knows where he is. Five years later, he shows back up again to claim what was originally his. Her. ****** Emmie Rose has been love with her best friend, Parker Bowmen for as long as she can remember. Parker's the all around player; he has a new girl every week. Girls love him and guys want to be him. But Parker only sees Emmie as a friend and just that. Emmie Rose begins to think that having Parker is just a stupid fantasy that will never come true. That is until, at a graduation party, Emmie finally gets her chance at having Parker as hers. Waking up after one of the best nights of her life, Emmie is ready to start a new relationship with Parker. But finding the one person you've ever loved slipped out on you and vanished off the face of the planet, your heart shatters into millions of pieces... Five years later, Emmie Rose has now picked up the pieces that Parker left and built a nice life for herself. With a blooming business, kind fiancé, and a wedding coming up, Emmie has now forgotten about the lost best friend that used to take over her mind. She's moved on from that sad, naive girl who couldn't get over a little crush. She's a woman now and she's ready for anything. Or so she thinks... But what happens when Parker walks back into town searching for his best friend? Will Emmie's past emotions coming crashing on her perfect life or will she keep it together? And this time will she be able to pick up the broken pieces or will she be left in the dust of everything that is Parker Bowmen?

"Guns and sex... that's what you are." • • • Rya Wilkins is a top trained agent, working under the orders of the president of USA. Her job involves brutal interrogations, dangerous undercover CIA work, and killing people who pose a threat to their nation. - And a threat like that just so happens to come in the form of a lethal and dangerously handsome Italian agent, who managed to break into the CIA and steal confidential information. It is now Rya's job to retrieve that information and stop the goddamn mischievous, sexy, son of a-I'm-going-to-make-your-body-explode-in-more-ways-than-one agent and bring him into custody. But there's a thin line between hatred and love - and that line turns out to be Rya's thong.

He's popular. I have one friend. He's outgoing. I'm quiet. He has a girlfriend. I'm alone. I'm shy and he's purely arrogant. But they say like forces repel and opposites attract. And we're complete opposites. ════════ "Hello, my name is Juliette Hunter and I think you're an asshole" I said to him, turning my body away so I could, once again, try and grab the book I so desperately needed. "Your turn" I added, after a moment of silence, realising that he was too stunned to speak. His recovery was lightning fast however, as he replied with "Hi Juliette, my name is Levi Knight" He paused, allowing his eyes to roam my body, slowly taking me in from head to toe. I looked him in the eyes, defiant in not allowing him to get to me, as my cheeks began to burn. "And I think you could qualify as one of the most beautiful girls I have ever laid eyes on" he continued smoothly. I couldn't think of a smart remark in response to what he had said so I mumbled a "fuck off" before returning to the bookshelf, I was sure my face turned crimson. "Just out of curiosity," Levi continued, now leaning against the bookshelf. I wasn't going to warn him about the fact that it was slowly tipping over. "You're single right?" I wasn't going to tell him that his assumption offended me either. Instead I replied with "Just out of curiosity" I said in a mocking tone "You're single now too, aren't you?" "You're a feisty one, aren't you?" "You're not gonna leave me alone, are you?" I muttered, attempting once more, to grab the book I so badly needed for English. "You're really hot, you know?" "You're really annoying, you know?"