Lydia: Wesley freaking Porter is the last man I want to be stuck with for two months. He's arrogant and selfish. I learned that when he humiliated my friend. And from seeing him strut around campus with his hockey teammates. The UNI Lions think they own the school. But I won't give in to him. Not even when my body begs me to. Wesley: Things were going great. Lydia was gorgeous and eager. Her lips were electric and I was convinced I was getting lucky. Until she screwed me over. She almost got me kicked out of UNI. And worse, she jepordized my place on the UNI Lions. Hockey is my life and she risked it all. It's just two months of working with her. And so what if we meet up in secret a few times. We both have needs... Just a Pucking Prank is a New Adult, College Sports Romance with a steamy secret relationship. (❤️18+ recommended❤️)

All it took was one moment for everything to change. One moment and three dangerous men who emanated equal parts pleasure and pain. Following her father's disappearance, Madelyn Adams takes her travels to New York in pursuit of an unlikely yet desperately needed lead. However, when she soon finds herself witness to murder, everything becomes so much more complex. A "gunshot to the head" was what she relayed to responding officers, yet after a suspiciously brief investigation, results concluded not a single trace of evidence to support the committing of any crime, let alone one as messy as the casualty Madelyn described. No blood, no fingerprints. It was almost as though it never happened. Almost. If it weren't for the lingering memory of that low voice in her ear or the caress of his gloved hands on her body, she would've thought she'd hallucinated. Taken together, that should have been the most complicated part, but it wasn't. Instead, it was the three dangerous men who covered it up and caught interest in her in the process. ____ "I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize this sweetheart, but you belong to us." He says, yanking my head back so that his intense eyes meet mine. "You're ours to fuck, ours to love, and ours to claim in any way we want, isn't that right Madelyn?" "Mmm, yes Sir." "Well it seems to me like you need a reminder." He growls into my ear, before flipping my body to face him. "Now be a good girl and spread your legs. I want to taste what a needy little mess my words have made you." ____ Theirs to Claim is a full length, reverse harem novel with material that may be difficult for some readers. This book ends on a cliffhanger and is recommended for 18+.

Crestwood Academy: where legacies are born, secrets are currency, and scholarship girls like Luna Ferreira don't survive - they endure. Luna's only goal is to keep her head down, ace her classes, and prove she belongs at the elite academy where power drips from every marble pillar. But the moment she collides - literally - with Arien Andersen, everything changes. Arien is cold, untouchable, and ruthless. He rules Crestwood like a king in designer suits, with a last name that makes professors flinch and students obey. He also has a best friend - Luna's brother - which makes him strictly off-limits. Too bad no one told Arien that. She's fire. He's ice. And in a school where loyalty is bought and enemies wear diamonds, one thing is certain: If Luna wants to survive Crestwood... she'll have to stop running from the boy who watches her like a storm about to break. And if Arien wants to keep his throne? He'll have to stop wanting the girl who could burn it all down.

[SEQUEL TO DAMAGE CONTROL] Four years elapsed since he shattered her life. Four years since he practically forced her to break something he never thought he had--a heart. Now, Nathaniel's new empire Phoenix Tech he created after giving up Creed Industries, is thriving more than ever, still awarding him the title of being the ruthless, heartless billionaire he was before who always gets what he wants. After traveling around the globe doing charity work to compensate for her father's selfish actions, Anastazi finds herself back in California, where she begins working for a nonprofit organization as the Nonprofit Project Coordinator after secretly donating the millions she saved up on her own over the years. But what happens when a certain successful tech company offers to provide the resources she needs to skyrocket her nonprofit to a new level, and in return, one nonprofit employee has to shadow the tech CEO for a few months? Will she be able to swallow her past after everything that has transpired and shadow the very same man she's spent the last four years avoiding? History has a funny way of repeating itself with secrets still tucked away waiting to be unleashed, but this time the passion is steamier, emotions intensified, attracting like magnets that were destined to meet up in the end. Is there really light at the end of the long dark tunnel, or is that an illusion they will both be forced to accept? *Sequel to Damage Control. Must read the first book.* ⚠️ [18+] Includes very mature content, cursing, and triggers, including talks about suicide. ⚠️

(18+) ( editing ) "I want it slow baby." he whispers, planting dozens of kisses on my neck as I ride him. "How slow?" I breathe. "Slow enough so that I can feel you entering my soul." He whispers and steals another kiss from me. ❦ The daughter of a Russian mob leader seems to catch the eye of his father's enemy. Will the Italian Don use The Russian Don's daughter as his plan to destroy his rival and fall in love with her or the father finds out himself and kills them both? - 'The Italian Don and his enemies daughter' [Mature Audience Only] HIGEST RANKINGS # 1 Romance -16/04/2021 # 1 Temptation -08/08/2021 # 1 Eyesslipfierce - 09/07/2022 # 1 Wild - 13/09/2022 # 1 Bad - 22/09/2022

Brinley is so in love with Easton Gray. But he belongs to Daisy. That's fine. Brinley can be patient. She can learn Daisy. What she wears. How she talks. What Easton loves about her. Because if being Brinley isn't enough... then maybe being her will be. And one by one, she will take everything Daisy has. Especially her boyfriend. [SMUT WARNING] [18+ Mature Audiences Only] [Mentions of infertility, drugs, eating disorders and mental illness]

PAPERBACK AND EBOOK COMING SUMMER 2026! PRE-ORDER AVAILABLE NOW! :) First year interns get tangled up in an enemies-with-benefits relationship while competing to be the top resident and get the best cases. ***** Delilah Harper has wanted to hold a scalpel in her hand since she was five. She's gone to the best pre-med and medical school, and now she's onto the best hospital in the country to start her residency. Everything is going according to plan with her dream of becoming a neurosurgeon. Except one little thing. Bradly Gallow. Stupidly tall, dark, and handsome Brad. Not only is he undeniably attractive, but he's also extremely arrogant and, unfortunately, intelligent-despite his stereotypical, air-headed frat boy name. Since day one of medical school, Delilah and Brad have been duking it out to be at the top of their class. And as fate would have it, they both match at the same hospital across the country to start their residency, continuing their rivalry. While competing to be the top resident, the two come up with the self proclaimed Brain Games where they battle for the best cases and keep tabs to see who will help perform the first major surgery. The games seem simple enough, until tension, sexual frustration, hidden feelings, and seemingly unfair advantages come into the mix to complicate everything. Who will win and who will lose? A spin-off of The Scars of Anatomy.

"Is this right?" Aiden whispered, fingers trembling inside of me. "Tell me what to do." And then his teammate walked in. Ψ The first time Aiden Wilder touched me, he asked if he was doing it right. The second time, he begged me to teach him more. The third time, we weren't alone. Aiden is the NHL's #1 draft pick. Nineteen. Six-foot-one of raw talent and a contract worth millions. He's fast on the ice, awkward off it... and a virgin. I was hired to coach him through fame. Help him deal with the media, the fans, the pressure. Not teach him how to take off my clothes with shaking hands. Not guide his mouth between my thighs and whisper praise into his ear. Not fall for the way he moans like he means it. But then his teammate Luke Mitchell walked in-older, cockier, and definitely not as straight as everyone thinks. He saw what we were doing. He didn't walk away. He asked if we needed help. And Aiden? He said yes. Now there's three of us. No rules. No labels. No going back. But somewhere between the lessons, the touches, and the kisses we shouldn't have shared...someone caught feelings. And I'm scared it wasn't just one of them.