This Bratty Queen needs to be tamed... I’m the bad twin, the loud one, the one dancing on the tables while my critics condemn me. My family rarely knows where I am, much less what kind of trouble I’m starting, which has left me a lonely shell that I fill with my antics. My sister is my polar opposite in every way. Quiet and in the shadows—she has everyone convinced she’s the good twin, but I know better. So, when she is kidnapped, my parents hire a security team—three hot guys who don’t find my antics cute in the slightest—and suddenly, I want to be the good twin. I want their attention. I want their discipline. I want to be under their control. A billionaire hired us to secure and protect his twenty-two-year-old daughter, who is the identical twin of a high-profile kidnapping. As it turns out, our charge—the social media influencer herself—was the intended victim. We’re hundreds of miles away in a secluded cabin that is off the grid, which means our princess has no access to her phone, the internet, or her legion of social media followers. She’s bored, she’s bratty, and she’s begging to be put over our knees and spanked. Unfortunately, she’s also everything our domineering hearts crave—the one woman who speaks to our primal need to tame her into the perfect little submissive. If this security detail only lasted a few days, we could ignore her antics and control our needs—but as the days spread into weeks and she ups the ante to include endangering herself, we can no longer avoid what is in front of us. She's ours to punish, ours to claim, ours to tame.

Can one anonymous night sate their needs and fulfill her fantasies? She wants her three gorgeous bosses in the dirtiest way. She’s forbidden to them, not only because she’s their employee, but because she’s too pure to be sullied by their darkest desires. My bosses are hot, smart, and totally unattainable. But when I glimpse them at The Access Club—New York’s hottest underground sex club—and hear a rumor they share their women, I come up with a plan to live out my fantasy, at least for one night. We have known each other our entire adult life. Bonded since day one of PsySpecOps training, we now own a successful private security business. We share everything, and we mean, everything. But the one thing we want to share, we can’t, because our sweet girl is too pure for the things we want to do to her. We agreed to leave her alone, but when we get a mysterious invitation in the mail, each of us know we’re about to get what we want most in this world—her. One night won’t be enough. She’s ours to unveil, ours to pleasure, ours to keep.

What happens when the love spell you cast to conjure the perfect man comes knocking at your door? Clarissa's from a long line of self-proclaimed witches, so when her great-aunt leaves her a sprawling eight bedroom McMansion in Manitou Springs—a Colorado mountain town thick with supernatural energy—she creates an occult-themed B&B that will attract visitors from across the country. But first, a soft opening and a girl's weekend where she leads her friends through a spell where they manifest their perfect partner. Dallas is a nomad, a drifter, a beach bum in the summer, and a ski bum in the winter with a job and a bank account that allows him to do whatever he wants, whenever he wants, and wherever he wants. He doesn't know what drew him to the paranormal B&B versus an extended stay hotel, but the moment the innkeeper opened the door, he knew he found a place to settle his wandering spirit. Clarissa is like no woman he's ever met, and while her witchy vibes are adorable, he's not sure he believes in witchcraft, but he does believe in her. She never expected him—the one man he's been dreaming of since she was a teenager—to knock at her door. Picture perfect down to the small scar on his chin and his big hands, he's everything she's asked the goddess to bring her, but when he tells her he's a non-believer, can she trust what's standing in front of her?

What happens when the one that got away enters her vintage dusk rose 1957 Ford Thunderbird at a weekend classic car show where I’m also showing my 1954 Chevy truck? You’ve heard of the Montagues and the Capulets? Well, this is that story—my family is die-hard Chevy while she’s fourth generation Ford—except I have no plans on dying in order to get the girl. Julianna is the girl that got away. From the other side of the tracks, she had everything I could only dream of having as a teenage boy. Friends, popularity, and money—she’s the quintessential prom queen, class valedictorian, and the one voted most likely to succeed. She’s everything I wasn’t at the time, but that didn’t stop her from kissing me behind the lockers during football games or sneaking out of the house to meet at our special place after everyone else went to bed. Upon graduation she went off to college while I left for the military—my only way to break the cycle of poverty I was born in to. We lost touch, because it’s not like I could've show up at her door and ask her parent’s to give her my number. They would have shot me on sight, or at least called the cops on the Romero boy. But when I see a one of a kind car at the Holiday Hills Resort Annual Car Show, I’m wondering if fate is giving me a second-chance at love and a happily-ever-after?

Alora: I’m super successful in my career, but finding a strong, handsome, and virile high-powered executive with a graduate degree to fall in love with so we can have perfect children together while living in our big, beautiful house has eluded me. I’m thirty-four years old, and I’ve come to the realization that like everything else in my life, I’m going to have to do it myself. I don’t need the man, not when I have three goofy best friends who will love and protect any child I have. Now I just need to go to the clinic to pick out the right donor so I can have that perfect child. But first, I’m going to run this idea past the trio of misfits who have been by my side since my sophomore year in college. I love Coen, Oakley, and Tristan with all of my heart, and even though they are college educated, they don’t fit the ideal image I’ve had in my head since I was nine years old. Which is too bad, because they are in perfect in every other way. --> We’ve bided our time for fifteen years waiting for Alora to find “the one”—her picture perfect match that we know does not exist. Even if she met a man with the education, career, and even the looks, we know no man will ever love her like we do. No man will ever cherish her like we do. No man will bend time and space to give her everything she wants, like we will. We’ll do anything to make her ours, so when she comes with this crazy idea about IVF, we put fifteen years of longing and friendship on the line. “Give us 90-days to knock you up. We’re going to be a part of the baby’s life regardless of who the father is, so why not let it be one of us?” We’ll sell it as friends with benefits if that’s what she needs. If she happens to fall in love in the process—even better. We have 90-days to convince her what we’ve known all along—she belongs with us. Bred Winner is a Rom-Com Reverse Harem. Fun, hijinks, and lots of sexy time will ensue to include MF, MFMM.

Death can’t stop Love She lost her fiancé years ago. He’s looking for something that feels like home. When they meet at the Halloween Fest, will they embrace the supernatural elements bringing them together and give love a second chance? Trixie: I lost the love of my life days before Halloween, only hours after he proposed, and every year since then he’s come to visit me in my dreams—except this year. So, when a stranger (who reminds me of him in every way) comes to down with his sights set on me, I have to wonder if he is a trick or a treat. If he’s a trick—well, my heart's already broken. But if he’s a treat—he’s the happily ever-after I thought I lost years ago. What do I have to lose, besides my mind, if I play trick-or-treat with the new guy in town? Treat: I woke up from a coma three months ago, and nothing of my previous life has felt right. So, I follow my instincts into the Sangre de Cristo mountains to a little town hosting a Halloween Festival, and suddenly everything feels right. Right place, right time, and right girl who shines like a beacon in an otherwise muted world. The closer I get to her, the more I realize the man on the inside is not the man on the outside, and if I want to stay, I have to convince her to risk her heart and love me as the man she once loved. This is a Contemporary Romance with a Paranormal Twist - just in time for Halloween!

He's back in town and ready to restart his life complete with a new job and new house. She's a photographer and interior designer with a secret: he's her first crush, her first infatuation, her first fantasy, and he's still everything she wants. Sparks fly when they meet on the set of a body positivity photoshoot, one he's been suckered into modeling for. When she agrees to decorate his new house, will his home renovation include her in his bed?

Megan Bernard would sell her soul to be prom queen. Okay, maybe not her soul. But her popular older sister Bethany was prom queen three years ago, and Megan is certain that the only thing that would make her truly happy would be to attain the same honor. Her mom thinks it would be pretty cool too. But when Megan decides she'll do whatever it takes to take home the crown, life gets decidedly complicated. Maybe "celebrity" isn't all it's cracked up to be after all. Teen favorite Melody Carlson is back for one more Kingston High saga, tackling what happens when we become obsessed with position, popularity, and the lure of celebrity.

Diana and Axe's long-awaited story is coming fall 2024... I just found out I'm doomed to die before my twenty-first birthday. Must be a Tuesday... My luck has been in the toilet for years, since the night I lost my virginity to a dangerously sexy cat shifter and was turned into an owl, all in one fell swoop. Now, the sorceress who cursed me threatens to destroy my pack—and the city of New York—and I'm the only one who can stop her. Well, me, and the arrogant cat shifter who got me into this mess in the first place, the one who claims to be my fated mate… But Axe isn't my mate. He's my mate's older brother. Jacob was the boy who was meant for me, and I refuse to dishonor his memory. He may be gone, but he's still the only boy I'll ever love. I'll work with Axe to save ourselves and the world as we know it, but that's it. I won't sleep with him—no matter how my heart races when he touches me—and I sure as hell won't fall in love. But that promise gets harder to keep as Axe proves he’s more than an alpha with an attitude. He’s brave and smart, and willing to do whatever it takes to make me his. This damaged man is soon so deep under my skin, I can’t imagine a future without him. But is our newfound love enough to break the curse woven into our stars? Lost Queen is a Standalone novel set in the greater Wolves of New York universe. It can be read alone, but is better when enjoyed after the Wolves of New York and Lost Moon University series.