A Love Short Series

I was naughty—a bit of a tease and nothing more. At twenty-two, I was still a virgin; maybe it was fear that kept me chaste, fear of pregnancy and the unknown. Sure, I'd been in a heated situation with a few guys, but they pulled away when I revealed I'd never been with a man. Was I going to remain just naughty until I was old and gray? Then came Torenzo Liguori, a hard, domineering man. I never saw him smile, and there were no pleasantries about the man. But he had one extreme advantage: he was drop-dead gorgeous. This book contains a grumpy, arrogant, possessive antihero, explicit sexual content, and profanity. If you're looking for a loveable hero, this is not the book for you. 18+

New York City, a romance conference, two established erotic romance writers meet and venture into another world, the world of BDSM. She's finally confident and sexy, after years of self-doubt. He's found a partner he can be dominant with and now wants more. He wants her love. She's fallen hard.  He wants to own her. She needs to belong to him completely. Not even two countries and thousands of miles can keep two hearts from each other. Nor can it keep them from the strongest bonds of love leaving the vanilla world behind. In a decadent purple dungeon on the Upper East Side of New York City two people connect. They discover they have the same hidden desires and fall in love.

Cassidy Sheridan agrees to do an old friend a favor, and by accident, she uncovers Dax Henderson's well-kept secret and profession. Dax never figured on acting, if you could call being an underground adult porn star acting. Tall, handsome, and amply endowed, Dax was lured into the business by an ex-girlfriend. He wasn't complaining because he'd done well. He had the life. Then along came Cassidy, a pretty little blonde and an old high school friend. Cassidy had blossomed into a petite shapely woman. Cassidy was still a virgin. Was she saving herself for the right man? Was Dax Henderson the right man? So far, he hadn't been able to commit to anyone. He wanted Cassidy, but how would she react to what he'd been doing for a living the last few years? Little did he know Cassidy had a few plans of her own.

Michael St. Claire is a gorgeous, heavy-weight boxing champion known for his wild reputation. He's a womanizing party animal, and he's sought after by every major publication in the civilized world. After his last fight, he sees a voluptuous blonde in the crowd fending off her amorous boyfriend. Michael notices her and finds he can't forget her luscious body and lovely face. Kendra Knight works for Every Day Living, one of the most prestigious magazines in the world. When she finds she's landed the interview of the century with Michael St. Claire, she can't help but be drawn to the handsome boxer, despite his reputation. In his hotel room, at his request, Kendra finds herself alone with him. Michael St. Claire wants more from Kendra than just an interview, and he makes no bones about it. Kendra falls deep into his world of lust and passion, giving her body to him. Michael St. Claire means to ravish Kendra and move on, but he wants more than just one night with her. He wants her in his life forever.

I wanted her. She was forbidden fruit. I knew once I had her, I'd never get enough of her. Did you ever want what you couldn't have? Or what you shouldn't have. I did, so I just took her. Before her, I was impossible to satisfy. Now to get her to fall in love with me. She was already in-sex with me. I was that good. Some men never know when to stop. I am guilty as charged. I'd learn Ana had a secret that could destroy us. It didn't matter. My name is Lucas Cain, and I am insatiable.   An Age-Gap Romance 

Antonio Bontini was a perfectionist. He was disgustingly rich. I was told he had a dark side. He was the son and nephew of notorious mobsters and Mafia Dons. He was a self-made man and kept his family's shady dealings out of his life. Rumors floated around that he had a sexually deviant side. Now Bontini was a client of my firm, and any personal involvement was off-limits. Why would a man like him even cast an eye my way? Antonio Bontini was draw-dropping handsome. Six feet tall, broad-shouldered, somber, and brooding. He exemplified darkness. I'd never seen a man as meticulous as Bontini. I was told to be cordial and proper around him, and I was. That was my first mistake. He wanted more, a dirty, sexy girl. I, Lydia Francis, would become whatever he wanted. But danger lurked behind him. I wondered if he'd rise to the occasion and follow in his uncle's footsteps. ***** 18 and over please**********  

For the Love of Jake:   Jake is a nice guy. But nice guys always finish last. Jake's wife says she's tired of his being a boring, nice guy and has found a lover. Now divorced, disillusioned, and bitter, he finds himself at a local bar. There he meets a hooker. She's attractive and older, but Jake is drawn to her and what she has to offer. Laverne's tired of using her body to pay back her deadbeat boyfriend's debts. Then along comes Jake. He's a nice guy, one who's eager to learn and eager to please. In one afternoon, she realizes she'd love to have Jake in her bed for good. Who said nice guys finish last? Adult Content