Sometimes to play dirty, you gotta dig deep…Landscaper Nathan LeBeau knows exactly how to use his big equipment to make the earth move. The Native American bad-boy has a reputation for getting filthy—in and out of the bedroom. So when good-girl Tate Cross needs dirt work done, she hires the wickedly hot and surprisingly intuitive Nathan—secretly hoping she’ll get more than just her flowerbeds plowed. Smart and sexy Tate is exactly the type of woman Nathan’s been looking for. But he wants more than another fling, so he digs in his heels to prove to Miss-I-Don’t-Need-Romance that taking things slow will lead them to something real.But Tate isn’t interested in being romanced—even when Nathan’s sweet and charming ways are hard to resist. She’ll use every tool at her disposal to convince the former player to play with her and that getting down and dirty together is as real as it gets. This book has been previously published. Over 2600 revisions have been made to the bookWarning: A reformed bad boy who wants a taste of real love, and a good girl who wants just one taste of the wild side—and she’s willing to drive a hard bargain to get what she wants.

Three. This is my number. It’s the exact sum of reasons I continue to go on. One: To strengthen my body. Make it strong. Make it a machine. Make it so that what happened before can never, ever, happen again. Two: To help others find their own strength so that what happened to me, what happened to my Olivia, doesn’t happen to them.And three: My favorite—to find the bastards that took my life away and make them pay for what they did. This is what my life is now. A dead man, inside a scarred body, living only for revenge.*This is part one in a five-part novella series.**Due to sexual situations and violence, this series is recommended for 18+.

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A drop-dead sexy private investigator is about to discover that digging for dirt can expose some seriously naughty little secrets...in this sizzlingly wicked novel from author Rachael Stewart.Being a private investigator means that if there's dirt, I always find it. Only, right now "work" is sitting across from me—a naughty little princess in London's most exclusive, extra-posh sex club. She's everything I've ever wanted—and tried to avoid—for so long, from that haughty, elegant poise to those perfect lips. Only, socialite Coco Lauren isn't my client. She's my target.I've been hired by Coco's brother to find out all of her dirty little secrets. All it takes is one moment of weakness and I'm done for, just so I can hear her moan in my ear, taste her on my lips. She's already getting under my skin, with her contrast of vulnerable innocent and hidden temptress who's so ready to talk—and play—dirty.Now I'm on the wrong side....

DirtyA poem by Blaire LeonIf sex is dirty, why would I do it with someone I love?If sex is dirty, then didn’t we all come from the dirt?What if I like the dirt?What if I want to get dirty?What if I want to roll in the mud until I’m so fucking filthy that I’ll never be clean again?*When twenty-five-year-old graduate assistant Caiden Brenner asked Blaire Leon how old she was, she said she was a senior. He chose to believe she meant in college. They connect over Lord Byron’s Don Juan and, as their conversations become increasingly thicker with sexual innuendo, Caiden finds himself obsessing over a totally off-limits undergrad who’s bold, beautiful, brilliant, and one of the most passionate poets he’s ever met.But it turns out Blaire hasn't been totally honest. She's the seventeen-year-old valedictorian of her high school class, taking courses at Sierra State while awaiting her acceptance to Stanford.Will Caiden get too deeply into Blaire to back away before he finds out the truth? Or will their connection be enough to seduce him into risking his entire future on Jail Bait?