I can't stop thinking about that prick. Caulter Sterling is a prick. A filthy-mouthed, womanizing, crude, spoiled, arrogant prick. The tattooed, pierced, panty-melting-hot son of a celebrity. I hate him. He's slept his way through practically every girl at Brighton Academy. Except for me. I'm the good girl. The responsible girl. The 4.0, class president, studied-so-much-she-never-lost-the-big-V girl. And in celebration of graduation and adulthood, I just made the worst decision in the history of ever. I lost my V-card to the devil himself. It was just one night. So what if it was mind-blowing? Hit it and quit it. Except I just found out that my father - the Senator, the Presidential hopeful - is marrying Caulter's mother. Oh, and this summer? We're hitting the campaign trail. One big happy family. I'm totally f**ked.

River Call me Cinderella. I’m a rags to riches story - girl from trailer park becomes Hollywood starlet. And I’m about to get my happy ever after. That is, until I walk in to my house, three hours before my wedding, to find my rock star fiance sticking his c**k down my sister\'s throat. With cameras behind me, filming. I’m running from the whole humiliating thing. I’m not prepared to run straight into him- Elias Saint. He’s completely wrong for me- damaged, dirty, and demanding. But once he touches me, I can’t walk away. Elias Some people carry their wounds on the inside. Every f**cking step I take, I’m reminded of mine. I lost my leg in Afghanistan. Since then, I’ve just been lost. Now I’m going back to West Bend, Colorado, the place my brothers and I ran like hell to get away from. And she’s hitched a ride- River Andrews. A f**cking movie star. This isn’t a fairytale. Happy endings don’t exist. And I’m no f**ing Prince Charming. But, for her, there’s a chance I might be.

A chance encounter would ignite a spark. Fate would fan the flame.Dani doesn\'t believe in love. She knows that love only leads to heartache, like the murder of her mother when she was just fourteen. Besides, dating is tough when your dad is one of the most powerful crime bosses on the West Coast.So instead of relationships, Dani believes in one night stands. But when a casual fling goes frighteningly wrong, she runs home to the only person she knows will protect her - her father.She doesn\'t make it. Dani\'s stranded on the side of the road with no one to help her. Except Blaze.Blaze has been through hell and back. Raised by his junkie mom, the Inferno MC is the only real family he\'s ever known. As their jaded Vice President, he\'d do anything to protect the club.When fate throws them together, sparks fly.Their attraction is undeniable, but can this jaded and broken pair find happiness? Or will Dani\'s family secrets tear everything down, including the MC?

I call him “Tool” because he’s a dick. Gaige O’Neal is nicknamed “Tool” because of what he’s packing. Rumor is, he’s well equipped. I wouldn’t know. I’ve never had the pleasure. He’s a cocky, entitled, insufferable a**hole who’s as reckless with women as he is with that stupid motorcycle he races. He’s also my stepbrother. Lucky me. It’s been four years since I’ve seen him. Four years since he’s made me so frustrated I could scream. Four years since he’s given me that look, the one that makes me instantly wet. So it’s just f**ing fitting that the first time I see him in four years, he’s buried beneath three scantily clad blondes. Now I’m stuck here under the same roof with him while he recovers from a racing injury. An injury that clearly hasn’t affected the use of his tool. The problem is, as much as I despise him, I just can’t help myself. I want to find out what kind of tool he's working with.

New York Times and USA Today BestsellerFrom the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Wait for You and Be with Me comes a daring tale that pushes boundaries . . .At 21, Calla hasn't done a lot of things. She’s never been kissed, never seen the ocean, never gone to an amusement park. But growing up, she witnessed some things no child ever should.   She still carries the physical and emotional scars of living with a strung-out mother, Mona—secrets she keeps from everyone, including her close circle of college friends.But the safe cocoon Calla has carefully built is shattered when she discovers her mom has stolen her college money and run up a huge credit card debt in her name. Now, Calla has to go back to the small town she thought shed left behind and clean up her mom’s mess again. Of course, when she arrives at her mother’s bar, Mona is nowhere to be found. Instead, six feet of hotness named Jackson James is pouring drinks and keeping the place humming.Sexy and intense, Jax is in Calla’s business from they moment they meet, giving her a job and helping her search for Mona. And the way he looks at her makes it clear he wants to get horizontal . . . and maybe something more. Before Calla can let him get close, though, she’s got to deal with the pain of the past—and some very bad guys out to mess her up if she doesn't give them her mom.

Prince Albert is a royal prick.He’s the most famous one on the planet – wealthy, gorgeous, and a notorious playboy. He’s also the most conceited, insufferable, arrogant man I’ve ever met.Did I mention he’s a freaking prince? An actual, real life Prince Not-So-Charming.He’s tattooed and pierced, too. Prince Albert has a Prince Albert piercing. That\'s right – he\'s pierced you-know-where. Allegedly. I’ve never seen it.My mother is marrying a king. Being a princess is every girl’s fantasy, right?Except that means Albie is my new stepbrother.Oh, and one more thing -- I accidentally married him.We’re keeping the biggest secret on the planet.Ever heard the fairy tale about the Princess and her stepbrother?Yeah, I didn’t think so.I’m royally screwed. 

White picket fence and a family? Not my style. Killian I live life on my own terms. That means alone. I like my solitude, and that\'s not going to change. A woman like Lily Grant? Yeah, right. She talks too much and has too many opinions. And that kid of hers might be more of a smart-mouth than she is. If I were a better man, I’d walk away. But once I taste her sweet lips, I want to possess every inch of her. The woman is mine. Even if she doesn’t know it. Lily Killian Saint is wild and untamed, gruff and solitary, an arrogant loner from a family that people in West Bend say is no good.I should know better. A man like Killian should have no part of my life, not with a kid to raise and a bakery to run.Not even if the way his hands feel, rough against my skin, sets every part of my body on fire. Not even if the dirty things he whispers into my ear leave me so on edge I can’t think about anything but his lips on mine.  Everything about Killian is wrong. The problem is, nothing has ever felt so right.This is the LAST BOOK in the West Bend Saints Series! It can be read as a standalone but does refer to things that happen in earlier books, so it\'s best if read after the first three books. So...I\'ve included copies of the first three books in the series with your copy of Killian for a limited time! This new release edition of Killian ALSO contains bonus epilogues for all of the other books in the series, so you can catch up with Elias and River, Silas and Tempest, and Luke and Autumn years later! Enjoy!

Hendrix "Cannon" Cole is a major D*ck. That\'s D*ck with a capital D. He\'s nicknamed "Cannon" because of the weapon between his legs. He\'s damaged, dirty, and demanding. A sexy-as-f*ck ex-Marine. My stepbrother. I used to hate him. Then I loved him. Then I hated him again. Our history is complicated. But my family thinks he\'s the perfect solution to my problem. A scandal has thrown me into the limelight, and I\'ll be screwed if I don\'t stay on the straight and narrow. Now, Hendrix\'s new job is making sure I behave. What I didn\'t count on was being stuck spending every waking moment with him. The heat between us is explosive. But if he fires that cannon, we\'ll both get burned. **This is a standalone novel with a HEA**

MaxI protect royals – I don\'t screw them.I definitely don\'t screw spoiled, rich, out-of-control brats like Princess Alexandra. She\'s a walking disaster, a whirlwind of public scandal and bad behavior.She\'s smart-mouthed, argumentative, and doesn\'t do a damned thing I say.And the idea of throwing her over my shoulder like a caveman makes my blood run hot.She\'s the ultimate in forbidden – bodyguards don\'t touch princesses. I could lose everything.But this is one princess I\'ll bring to her knees.AlexMy bodyguard is a royal a**.He\'s ridiculously arrogant, completely insufferable, and always plays by the rules.B-o-r-i-n-g. I definitely don\'t do boring.If there\'s one thing I can\'t stand, it\'s someone telling me what to do. Yet the idea of him turning me over his knee makes me wet.Princesses don\'t hook up with their bodyguards – it\'s the ultimate transgression.And they definitely don\'t fall in love.

College football’s most notorious tight end wants to show her that everything’s bigger in Texas.CassieI can’t stand jocks. And I don’t know the first thing about football.So it’s just my luck that the tutoring job I take to get me through graduate school involves making sure a dumb jock passes his classes.Now, I’m babysitting Colton King, a spoiled arrogant player who’s as famous for his bedroom antics as he is for his football skills.The tight end with the filthy mouth tells me he’ll show me that everything’s bigger in Texas.And heaven help me, I just might be considering it.* * *ColtonMy life is one big party, and that’s never going to change.Not even if my coach finds me a nerdy tutor he thinks will keep me in line.Miss Goody Two Shoes is uptight, high-strung, and unimpressed by the fact that I’m a campus legend.Even worse, the hot little tutor is as pure as the driven snow.Debauching her and making her mine is the ultimate challenge. And I always rise to the occasion.**

A fallen boxer. A woman with a broken dream. A competition… He even makes me forget my name. One night was all it took, and I forgot everything and anything except the sexy fighter in the ring who sets my mind ablaze and my body on fire with wanting… Remington Tate is the strongest, most confusing man I’ve ever met in my life. He’s the star of the dangerous underground fighting circuit, and I’m drawn to him as I’ve never been drawn to anything in my life. I forget who I am, what I want, with just one look from him. When he’s near, I need to remind myself that I am strong–but he is stronger. And now it’s my job to keep his body working like a perfect machine, his taut muscles primed and ready to break the bones of his next opponents . . . But the one he’s most threatening to, now, is me. I want him. I want him without fear. Without reservations. If only I knew for sure what it is that he wants from me?

Life sucks. And, as soon as Sidney picks up the pieces something always knocks her back onto her butt. It's never pretty, but this time is different. This time pretty isn't even the right word. Peter is the personification of perfection. It's like he fell off his angel perch in purgatory, because let's face it--any guy that hot has got to be naughty. He was probably sent here to ruin her life. Peter is beyond beautiful with his sexy blue eyes, dark hair, and toned body. Add in his charming wit and Peter is everything Sidney ever wanted in a man, but when things get hot and heavy Peter shows her the door. Sidney takes the walk of shame and leaves. It's the end of the worst blind date ever. Her life couldn't possibly reach higher levels of suckage, but it does. The next morning everything comes crashing down. The insanely hot guy from last night, the one that saw her half naked, is teaching at the front of the class room.

Read Beautiful Demons online Harper Madison isn't like other girls. She has extraordinary powers, but her inability to control them has gotten her kicked from so many foster homes she's lost count. Shadowford Home is her last chance, and she hopes Peachville High will be the fresh start she needs. But when evidence ties her to the gruesome murder of a Demons cheerleader, Harper discovers this small to...

Gray doesn’t make friends with women. He has sex with them. Until Ivy. The last thing star tight-end Gray Grayson wants to do is drive his agent’s daughter’s bubblegum pink car. But he needs the wheels and she’s studying abroad. Something he explains when she sends him an irate text to let him know exactly how much pain she’ll put him in if he crashes her beloved ride. Before he knows it, Ivy Mackenzie has become his best texting bud. But then Ivy comes home and everything goes haywire. Because the only thing Gray can think of is being with Ivy. Ivy doesn’t have sex with friends. Especially not with a certain football player. No matter how hot he makes her… Gray drives Ivy crazy. He’s irreverent, sex on a stick, and completely off limits. Because, Ivy has one golden rule: never get involved with one of her father’s clients. A rule that’s proving harder to keep now that Gray is doing his best to seduce her. Her best friend is fast becoming the most irresistible guy she’s ever met. Which means Gray is going to have to use all his skills to get himself out of the friend zone and into Ivy’s heart. Game on

He’s not the guy you date. He’s the one night stand. You’d think the man who sends hot looks my way, who called me succulent, would want to strip me to my skin and spread me out on his bed like every other woman in Chicago. Except he passed on my offer…. Just like I once did on his. He’s wary, like I am. He’s broken, like I am. And everyone knows two broken parts can’t ever make a whole. So I try to distract myself. I’m back to dating. Tahoe and I are strictly friends. He doesn’t think my new beau is good enough, but to him, no man is good enough for me. Especially Tahoe himself. But the more time Tahoe and I spend around each other, the more confused I feel. I'm trying to open myself to love. But I'm quickly realizing that the only man I want is stubborn, cocky, unattainable playboy Tahoe Roth. The one your mother warned you about. The one my body craves. The only one who will surely break my heart.