She's forbidden fruit, but this filthy-mouthed bodyguard will make this defiant woman his. Even if he has to turn her over his knee to do it.Max
I protect royals – I don't screw them.I definitely don't screw sassy little brats like Princess Alexandra – not even if she's the hottest mess I've ever seen, a whirlwind of public scandal and bad behavior.She's smart-mouthed, argumentative, and doesn't do a 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.Alexandra
My bodyguard is a royal pain in the a**.He's arrogant, gruff, and the most infuriating man I've ever met.
I don't let anyone tell me what to do. But the way Max orders me around makes my knees go weak, and the dirty promises he breathes in my ear make me wet.Princesses don't hook up with their bodyguards – it's the ultimate transgression.And they definitely don't fall in love.
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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.***This is a standalone novel with an HEA (approx. 75,000 words)***Click Here
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She was raised to be chaste and angelic ... even named Purity.To me, she's nothing but sin, a temptress who will bring me to my knees.One touch, and I lose everything.The problem is I don't only want to touch her.I want her underneath me, moaning my name. I want to make every filthy fantasy she's ever had come true.Resisting her is more than I can do.It's time to make her mine.Click Here
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I can't stop thinking about that prick.Caulter Sterling is a prick.A filthy-mouthed, womanizing, crude, spoiled, arrogant prick.The tattooed, pierced, ridiculously 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 screwed.Click Here
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The President’s daughter. Two professional athletes. One giant scandal. They'll show her that two bad boys are better than one.
I can't stand arrogant bad boys - especially not when they're my loud, obnoxious new next-door neighbors. Not even when they come in muscled, tattooed, too-hot-for-their-own-good packages.
I'm a good girl - successful, responsible, and smart. I have to be - the eyes of the nation are on me.
I'm the daughter of the President of the United States.
Dating a filthy, cocky, possessive football player would be the ultimate scandal.
Falling in love with TWO arrogant athletes in the middle of my father's re-election campaign?
That would be another thing entirely.I’m twice as screwed.
Author's Note: This is a MFM ménage romance! So if you're not into the idea of two hot athletes falling head over heels for one girl, then take a pass on this one! There are no M/M scenes – this is all about the woman. There’s basically no football in here, either. But let’s be real - are you reading one of my books for the football? ;)Click Here
to view in augmented realityTackled
College football’s most notorious tight end wants to show her that everything’s bigger in Texas.
I 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.
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My 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.*This is not a football-heavy story, so if you're not into sports, don't worry! It's light on the sports and heavy on the steam!*Click Here
to view in augmented realityElias (West Bend Saints Book 1)
Call me Cinderella.RiverI’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.EliasSome 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.Click Here
to view in augmented realityCannon
Hendrix "Cannon" Cole is a major prick. That's prick with a capital P.He's nicknamed "Cannon" because of the weapon between his legs.He's damaged, dirty, and demanding. A sexy former 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**Click Here
to view in augmented realityKillian (West Bend Saints Book 4)
White picket fence and a family...with that man? Yeah, right.LilyKillian 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.KillianIn life, I make my own rules. Rule #1? No wife and definitely no kids.A woman like Lily Grant? Hell, no. She talks too much and has too many damn opinions. And that kid of hers might be more of a smart-mouth than she is.I should walk away. But once I taste her sweet lips, I want to possess every inch of her.This woman is mine – even if she doesn't know it.Click Here
to view in augmented realityLuke (West Bend Saints Book 3)
Being good is for suckers. I won’t be tamed.Luke There are three things in life I’m good at: screwing, jumping out of planes, and chasing forest fires.Settle down? With someone like Autumn Mayburn? Forget it.She's uptight, smart-mouthed, and she has a kid. She's ten years older than me.There are a million reasons I shouldn't touch her.Screw all of those reasons.The single mama with the smokin’ hot body and the sass to match is going to be mine.AutumnI hate bad boys. Especially infuriatingly cocky, womanizing, ooze-desire-from-every-pore bad boys.I’m a mom. A businesswoman. I have responsibilities.The last thing I need is to get played by Luke Saint.He thinks that just because he saved my orchard from a fire, he can tell me how to run it.He thinks he knows what I need, what I crave.The problem is, I think he might be right.Click Here
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