Emma Collins never planned to bump into him ever again. Not to mention the fact that she hated him. But fate had other plans. Emma just had to make one beautiful mistake. (All Rights Reserved) Tropes: enemies to lovers, push and pull, pregnancy, groveling The MMC is not your typical hero. You might hate him, but then grow to love him.

He saw her that day, the first day she started working for his sick aunt. She was bubbly, vivacious, slightly crazy and stunningly beautiful. She made his aunt laugh and smile, like she hadn't done in years. She saw him that day too. She smiled and waved at him as though pleased to see him. He did nothing. He knew then that she was the innocent destined to lose her life to give him his immortality. The following day he had the windows to his sanctuary tinted so she couldn't see in. He could see out though. For the next six months before his aunt died, he watched her every day. At the funeral he couldn't take his eyes off her sombre figure. At the reading of the will, he scowled outwardly that she was given the gatehouse. Inwardly he smiled the brightest smile knowing she would have to work for him to actually attain it. She had intrigued him from that first smile, he wanted to know this enigma of a woman. Even though he would take her life, he wanted to know her. Honey Combes was there for Rosie Jackson's funeral. She saw Aiden Jackson watching her and could only wonder why. To her he had become known only as the mystery man. The man that never smiled, spent every moment of his life cooped up in a little room but was loved dearly by his now dead aunt. Finding out Rosie had left her a house had astonished Honey. She wasn't too sure about the terms though. She knew she had to accept that she was pretty broke. She also didn't want to keep living with her parents and three younger sisters. It was only six months she had to work for him. Maybe she would uncover the hidden layers of him that had always fascinated her or it could be the worst six months of her life. Little did she know her life was about to be extinguished by the one man that fascinated her. To extend his own life would he take hers?

*This is a FREE book with PAID exclusive chapters* [The Dad I'd Like to F*ck] "You should be careful," Devin said calmly, bending over to scoop Rory into his arms. "This bathtub can get incredibly slippery." "So I noticed," she said dryly. Mortified, she noticed how erect her nipples were. They stabbed the air like tiny knives of arousal and she was positive that Devin had noticed. "I think I can walk now," she said quickly. To her relief, he set her on the ground and reached for her towel. "This is the second time I'm rescuing you," he said, in that quiet way Rory was beginning to recognise as his annoyed tone. "Let's not make it a habit." Rory tightened the towel around herself, wincing from the motion. "I slipped in the tub. Hardly a rescue." A dirty look crossed his face. "I haven't had sex in two years, Rory. Consider yourself rescued..." He turned to leave "...from me." She was speechless. For starters, this had been the longest conversation she'd ever had with Devin Shaw and, secondly, she was positive that he wasn't as crazy as he let everyone believe he was...

[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

"You make me want to keep dancing, even when the music stops." • • • Ever since her father died of a stroke while she was dancing for him, Fiona has been afraid to dance in front of others. She closed up her talent behind locked doors and only dared to dance to the mirror; There was nobody she could hurt when she was alone. So what happens when the mirror suddenly reveals another person that catches her as she's about to lose footage in a pirouette? Someone who dares her to dance with him, to step outside her comfort zone. Life-happy Adam sees a lost but gifted girl, afraid to show her talent. Her life has been standing still for so long, she's turned into a dancer without movement. So what does he make her do? He makes her pirouette.

"Emma, you're playing with fire" he whispered against my ear and the warm breath tickled my earlobe, sending electricity down my spine. "What if I like fire, huh?" I whispered back. Two could play this game, and although he may have the pants here, you needed two to tango, right? "If that's the case, then carry on. But don't back out...cause it'll burn, but baby I promise you, when I'm done with you, you'll be weak in my arms" ----- 20 year old Emma Phillips was raised borderline homeless. After her dad is killed in a mugging when she was just a teen, she had to take over and raise her five-year-old sister in secret so CPS doesn't take her away, something that she hoped she could keep up until her 21st birthday, when she would file for her baby sister's custody. That is until she gets kidnapped Lucifer has always been part of the Sin Disciples, the gang he now leads. After receiving strict orders from his boss, he sends two of his men to bring Emma, with or without her consent.The orders are clear. Kidnap the girl and bring her to The Boss in two weeks. Alive. Pretty simple orders for someone like Lucifer, whose hand has never hesitated on a gun's trigger. He earned his nickname for a good reason. But he never thought he'd get the hots for the feisty petite girl he's being ordered to kidnap. Two weeks in lock down. Two very stubborn, yet passionate people with dark pasts must work together to keep each other alive under The Boss' inexplicable omniscience. But when Lucifer finds out what The Boss is trying to do with Emma, will he turn his back on his own murderous gang family to save her? And will Emma be able to forgive Lucifer when she finds out about his past? Emma might be playing with hot, yet delicious fire. But what else can you expect when you're playing with Lucifer Himself? STRONG LANGUAGE, SEXUAL CONTENT, AND VIOLENCE. ROMANCE/ACTION. 18+ Highest rank in Rising #6- 1/29/18 highest rank Romance-Action #2- 7/9/2018

Ever since photographer Lacy Maguire caught her ex playing Pin the Secretary to the Elevator Wall, she's been content with her dog Fabio, her three cats, and a vow of chastity. But all of that changes when the reindeer-antlered Fabio drags in a very desperate, on-the-run detective who decides to take refuge in her house -- a house filled with twinkling lights and a decorated tree. (Okay, so it's February, but she has a broken heart to mend, a Christmas-card shoot to do, and a six-times divorced, match-making mother to appease.) For the first time in a looooong while, Lacy reconsiders her vow. Because sexy Chase Kelly, wounded soul that he may be, would be an oh-so-delicious way of breaking her fast. Now, if she can just keep them both alive and him out of jail....

"I could nibble at your nose... or at your ear... or at your lips... or..." • • • It's December, and Jack Frost has just come to town. Literally. Summer is one of those people who hates winter. Not just because she was named after the opposite season, but because she hated the cold with a burning passion. But when a stunning man with silver hair, frosty blue eyes and a jovial charm walks into her coffee shop, ordering an iced caramel macchiato with extra ice, she suddenly finds it hard to hate the cold. Especially when (despite his constant cold hands) he always seems to burn her with his touch. Something seems off about him, and Summer is not mistaken. Jack Frost is known for bringing on the cold, but Summer is about to learn that he sure as hell knows how to turn on the heat, too.

When Dana Rowland first meets Quinn Stevens, it's during the storm of a century, and his mysterious appearance makes it hard for her to know if he's friend or foe. Already scared and hurt from an accident that occurred on the run from an abusive home life; trusting a man, any man is inconceivable. Quinn's quiet and gentle manner and outrageous family slowly gain her trust and teach her that there is kindness and love in the world. But can Dana convince Quinn that her love for him is real and not just a case of misguided gratitude?

"He's not a monster! Elik is my mate. The holder of my heart. He's a protector. He's my protector." ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ ◍ ◎ Penelope thought her life was over when she was taken. The abuse lasted months, and there was no light at the end of the tunnel. That is until Elik came along, and ripped the door off of her cage. Literally. She knows he's different from her kind. He's not human. In fact, he's a 7ft tall muscular alien, and his kind have deemed him unworthy of taking care of a mate. Penelope knows different. She feels safe around him, despite his rugged appearance, and his deadly family history. Elik doesn't know what to think about the tiny female that is determined to stay glued to his hip. All he knows is that he will protect her no matter what, and he's determined to keep her. Even if it means snapping a few necks. [ book 2 of the Rytarian mates series. can be read as a stand alone novel ] *Rankings* #1 in safe - 3/14/20 #8 in Alien - 5/10/20 #4 in Rescue - 5/6/20 #5 in Abandoned - 5/6/20 #10 in Aliens - 3/18/20 #9 in Warrior - 5/10/20