I have a secret…
And I’ve kept this secret hidden since I was eight years old. But I’ll no longer allow my past to define me.
A fateful decision has left me a fugitive on the run. I should be afraid, yet I’ve never felt more alive.
My name is Mia Lee, but that person died the night I spilled blood and didn’t feel a thing.
I’m on a Greyhound bus, ready to start a new life. A life that includes finding my mother, who left without a word when I was three.
But I end up meeting four people who change my life forever. And one person, in particular, shakes things up beyond repair.
Quinn Berkeley.
He’s just as damaged as I am. And harbors secrets just as dark as mine. But he gives me hope that living a normal life is within reach.
However, the blood on my hands has forever stained my soul.
No one can outrun their past.
Especially one filled with bitter memories that refuse to remain…dead.

"Nothing draws a good girl like a bad boy, and I like the worst of them."
My life is perfect. At least, in my books and in my head it is. Reality, not so much.
As a best-selling romance author, I expected more bulging biceps, hot dates, and happily ever afters. Instead, I’m faced with a revolving door of deadbeat boyfriends, swiping misfortunes, and failed relationships.
So, of course the universe would send me pain-in-the-ass Carson Calloway in a moment like this—Mr. Sexy, Scandalous Crime Writer—not to mention, my childhood best friend who stomped all over my teenage heart and left it for dead ten years ago.
What was supposed to be a week-long writing retreat to reignite my passion on the pages, is starting to feel like a massive game of chicken.
I know better than to trust Carson’s wicked smiles.I know better than to give second chances.I know better than to fall for the bad boy…. again.
But no one loves fixing a broken man like I do. And Carson knows all the secrets to drawing out this good girl’s bad behavior.
(18+ due to mature content)

"They say you always want what you can’t have. He has it all. Except her."
If anyone can pair a player with his soulmate, it’s me.Kennedy James, matchmaker elite.Turning pumpkins into six carat diamond rings and rich jerks into prince charming.Love is my business, and I’m damn good at selling it.
Until I meet him.
His expensive suit should have been my first warning.His wicked green eyes and panty dropping smile, my second.A good cupid knows when to trust her gut.And he had me feeling very, very bad.

I’ve got a list of people I absolutely don’t ever want to be stuck with on a boat, or a plane, or a train, and it starts and ends with the broody, grumpy, too-sexy-for-my-own good Axel Huxley.
Also known as this romance novelist’s number one nemesis.
The man is legendary for his mighty pen and his even mightier scowl. I tried to work together with the cocky thriller writer once upon a time, but the two of us are like vodka and good decisions. We don’t play well together.
Only now, our publishers are sending us on a joint trip across Europe to mingle with our most devoted readers on an old-fashioned luxury train. And thanks to a booking snafu, we have to share a sleeper car.
You guessed it--there's only one bed.
I'm not sure I can survive the next seven days and nights with my dangerously sexy enemy and all our fiery tension.
Which explodes one night in a desperately needed hate bang.
But the bigger plot twist is this – the more time we spend together, visiting the most romantic cities in Europe by day and discovering each other at night, the more I’m forced to face our past.
To let go of the hurt.
To see the man he’s become.
And when I do, I wonder if it’s too late to write a new happy ending for us?

My family was powerful, they were vampire hunters, my father being one of the most notorious hunters ever known. I knew a vampire couldn’t harm me, but I didn’t know what a vampire could possibly do to me when I walked into his club and let him play with me with his toys.

How could I ever go back after this?

How could anyone?

Once his hands were on me, the world became a blur—until he sank his teeth into my neck and drank from me before erasing my memory. Then, I had forgotten all of him.

I’ve been good long enough. As the eldest son of Austin’s most prominent preacher, I’ve lived my life on the virtuous side. No scandals. Flawless image. Clean reputation. That’s the way it must be if I’m going to take his place someday. But everything changes when I find out my father is a VIP member of a local kink club. A liar. A cheater. A hypocrite. Now, I’m done being righteous. And when the club owner’s jaded girlfriend comes to me with a proposal, I can’t resist. Sage is nothing like the women I’ve dated before. Pink hair, tattoos, piercings. I know it’ll burn my father’s reputation to the ground when she and I are seen together. But our fake dating scheme isn’t enough. We need videos— dirty videos. The more we film these scenes, the more I like it. She wants me to degrade her, hurt her, violate her. And God help me, I want it too. But it’s hardly fake anymore, and before long I don’t recognize the Goode man I used to be.

To the rest of the world, Rome Moreno is the Riff King. An icon, a Rock God. When I met him, he mistook me for a stripper and asked me to ride his lap. So consider me unimpressed.
I didn’t mean for him to take that as a challenge…
There’s no place for a tattooed hunk of trouble like him in the regimented life of a world-class dance princess. My days run on a carefully timed clock – where I go, when I practice, what I eat. I sold my soul to the devil to pay for my dreams, and I’ve accepted it.
But one taste of forbidden fruit can do the most destructive things. Especially when I discover Rome's scars go a lot deeper than his tattoo ink.
I honestly believed that if they already owned my existence, it meant I had nothing left to lose.
I was wrong.

Am I fake dating my best friend? Hear me out…

What I envisioned: Throwing myself a breakup party, a glittery fete at which I’d lift a glass and celebrate being free and single again.

What I did: Drink too much champagne and blurt out to my best guy friend that I’d really like to get back on the horse.

But what I truly don’t expect is Carter’s answer – he volunteers as tribute.

With his sinful brown eyes and too-good-to-be-true body it’d be no hardship for me to say yes, though I certainly don’t want him to feel obligated to, um, service me, just because my failed, loveless marriage was a s-e-x desert.

But since the charming and confident pro football star owes five public dates to his dating app sponsor, we make a deal to help each other out.

Pretty soon, our public how to date lessons turn into, ahem, very private ones. And I’m a star student, graduating quickly from flirty banter and lingering looks to toe-curling, sheet-grabbing, mind-blowing hours of physical education.

The problem? Turns out learning to date again feels a lot like the real thing. Can our friendship withstand all these late-night bedroom sessions?

Especially since I’m suddenly longing for my best friend and there’s nothing fake about my feelings…

Hockey goalies are known to be obsessive—but none more so than my ex’s brother.
I just didn’t expect to be on the receiving end of his dark possessive streak.
After a mortifying public break up with his older brother and teammate, Miles Whiteshaw declares me as his. That I’ve always been his, minus my year-long lapse in judgment.
The only problem? I’ve sworn off of two things:Whiteshaw boys and love.
But Miles will go to any length to prove that we belong together—and I’m not sure we’ll survive the fall out if he’s wrong.

Autumn in New York promises a turn in the seasons as we kick off the next stage of our lives. Colorful leaves falling, dropping temperatures, and the first days of classes loom even as the lingering summer heat and humidity make the city stifling.
Summer was a time to get away, to just be us, and what a magical time it was, but we can only run away from our lives for so long. We have family, careers, friends—new and old—as well as commitments waiting for us. With a new place to call our own in a new city I’m already half-in-love with, we’re not afraid of the challenges ahead.
Of course, not everyone is rooting for us, not everyone wants us to succeed, and some choices may come back to haunt us. But don’t come for those I love and expect me to do nothing. They might want to surround me in a layer of protection, but they’re mine and I’m more than willing to fight to keep them.
Feel free to test me, I’ve never failed one yet.
*Please note this is a reverse harem and the author suggests you always read the forward in her books. Contains some bullying elements, mature situations, and is recommended for 17+. This is the ninth in a series and the story will continue through future books.