Corin Kane has never really found home. In all her 22 years, she moved from place to place, country to country, trying to belong. But when she finds her father, A Motorcycle Club President in Ireland, Corin realizes this may be the only place she feels at home. As Corin constantly butts heads with the ever-brooding Ripper, she wonders if this will be the place to settle down-and possibly love. Or will it be another bust on her long list of heartache?

I just can't stop thinking about him. His ripped body, black leather and dark hair. You swore off those bad boys when you were a girl. But this one's different. Luke Reynolds: He's hard and mysterious - there's something genuine in those haunting eyes. But he's part of an MC, you're a doctor. You can't love a wayward man, can you? Yet here you are in the rain, aching for just one more moment. Fate has a cruel way of bringing people together...

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.

A dirt bag ex-husband, A Marine man you can't resist & no way to keep the two from colliding... All he wants, is to keep you safe...Will you let him? .... Yevette Feilds is struggling to break free from the toxic ties of her past, when she meets the man of her dreams, the easygoing Irish Marine Patrick O'Connor.. But the man who haunts Yevie's nightmares isn't willing to let her go so easily, and Patrick soon discovers that some scars run so much deeper than the surface.. Title two of The Specter Series. 🏆 Fields of Clover has won ✨2nd Place in the ACTION category of THE STAR AWARDS

Just when she thought she was safe . . . Now that she has a loving, devoted family by her side, Talia Wilson finally feels happy and secure. What she doesn't realize is that someone from the past is out to get her. Someone who knows about her secrets and the deceitful game she played. And this someone is even crazier than the last . . . Welcome to 'Secrets and Lies', a sequel to Watty Award winning story 'The Secret'! *This story is an unedited first draft. Highest rank: #1 in Mystery and Thriller *This story contains scenes of abuse and may be disturbing to some readers. While the characters are fictional, domestic violence is a serious issue that many people across the world face. If you or someone you know is the victim of abuse, please seek help immediately. Notice: This document is not authorized for upload or use with artificial intelligence systems or platforms. Any attempt to upload, analyze, or process this content using AI technology is strictly prohibited.

*I advised reader discretion on this book* There are two rules to being an escort. Rule #1: Do whatever the client wants. Rule #2: Do not fall in love. Lacey Powell never imagined her life in the escort business. She never expected her life to turn out this way, but it did. Having learned the trade's business and tricks, she is the most wanted and highest-paid escort around town. She lives by two rules. Vincent Powers is a ruthless businessman who doesn't have time or the patience for relationships and the complications it ensued. To him, business is business. What happens when he hires an escort for his reasons? It all starts with a meeting of two very different similar worlds. Warning contains sexual, mature content, mild violence, and swearing. Read at your own risk ⚠️ Published on Kindle and Paperback. Original published date February 17, 2019

Beautiful cover created by My_Sweet_Paradise She has Leukemia. He is an underground fighter. He is fighting to be free from his past. She is fighting to live.

Oh my... That voice and that laugh. Those tattoos. Those muscles. Every single square inch of that man is pure, unadulterated perfection. Screw his reputation. I don't care that the local news has labeled him a "vicious criminal." The entire town may be afraid of him, but I'm not. I've known bad people in my life, my mom being the worst. They say the eyes are the window to the soul. If that's true, Rooter's soul is good and pure. I don't care what anyone says. I want him. Bad. And my wish comes true. After Rooter saves me from a pair of dangerous thugs, we embark on a passionate romance. But I quickly learn that while Rooter isn't quite as evil as everyone believes he is, he also isn't quite as perfect as I thought him to be either. He's as infuriating as he is sweet and as secretive as he is sexy. Worst of all is his crazy ex-friend-with-benefits who won't go away. Then comes an accusation of a brutal crime. Can our fledgling love survive? ***This story contains adult language and themes.*** ***Please note, this is NOT, I repeat NOT, the final edited version of the story. There may be mistakes with spelling and grammar. Please forgive me if and when you find them. I am saving the final edit for print publication (hopefully)***

Brusenna is the last. All the other witches have been captured, their songs stolen and twisted from harmony and growth into chaos and death. She alone must stand against an evil much older and darker than anything she could ever imagine-an evil every witch before her has failed to vanquish. In that, Brusenna must be the first. And join my mailing list to stay up to date on my latest releases, cover reveals, and free books: http://eepurl.com/l8fl1 Purchase links: Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/amber-argyle Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/Search?Query=amber+argyle Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Amber-Argyle/e/B004YE1BR4/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.