He’s older than me. A big-time boss. My secret crush. And my best friend’s dad. Jacob Callahan is nothing like the guys I know from college. He’s powerful. Stern. And most of all, he’s big. Every time I crane my neck to meet his eye, every time I see his bulk fill a doorway… I melt. But Mr Callahan is off limits, and more than that, he doesn’t even know I’m alive. So I can stay in his house for the holidays. Keep out of his way. Keep my crush to myself. It’s only for six days. I’ll be as quiet as a church mouse. He won’t even notice I’m here. Big Boss is a short and steamy instalove story, starring a burly older man and a shy student with a plus-sized crush.

I’m used to princes and stockbrokers. The ruthless elite. But it’s the burly biker who catches my eye. All my life, I’ve been a pawn in my family’s games. But this is a new low—an engagement to the son of my father’s business rival. It’s not a marriage, it’s a merger, and there’s no way out for me. I’m trapped. Staring out of the window of this luxury restaurant, wishing I could be anywhere but here. Then I see him. He’s rough. Tattooed and bearded. Clad all in leathers—and bigger than any man I’ve ever seen. The burly biker wakes something in me. Something needy. Something reckless. There must be more to life than stuffy dinners and dollar signs. The biker knows—and I want him to teach me. Big Biker is a short and steamy age gap instalove story, with a modern day princess and her knight in black leathers.

I don’t mean any harm when I call the boxer past his prime. But my blog piece goes viral—and the boxer comes knocking. It’s bad enough meeting someone you’ve written about. Someone you hero-worshipped as a kid; whose poster used to hang on your wall. But it’s worse when your piece was less than kind… and the man turns your legs to jelly with a single glance. Okay. I messed up here. And Lucas Scott is not afraid to let me know it. But once tempers have cooled, he’s not ready to leave. That thing I wrote about his stamina? …Yeah. The boxer’s got something to prove. Big Boxer is a short and steamy age gap instalove story, with a burly hero who fights for his love.

Chef Ballard is world famous. His pastries make grown men weep. And he’s been leaving them in my hotel staff locker. I never meant to get the Head Baker’s attention. Not consciously, anyway. I’m a shy nobody, a hotel cleaner—the last thing I need is scrutiny. Not with the murals I splash through the city at night. But I couldn’t help it. Once I saw where he lived, I had to bring color to his life the way his pastries light up mine. Now the baker is watching. He suspects me. And he doesn’t seem angry, in fact he seems... charmed. Chef Ballard had better stop leaving me pastries. My heart can’t resist someone sweet. Big Baker is a short and steamy age gap instalove story, for readers with a real sugar craving.

I’m a burlesque showgirl. I dance for crowds of thousands every night. But it’s only one man’s attention I crave. Every night after our show, I make my way to the big casino. I weave my way through all the luxury and sin, heading for one table in particular. He’s a blackjack dealer. A big, burly cutie in a bow tie… and my best friend. I’ve wanted him for so long, but I’m too scared to risk it. What if we lose everything we have? But you know what? This is the city of risk-takers. Maybe it’s time I bet it all on love. Big Bet is a short and steamy instalove story, starring a burly blackjack dealer and his showgirl love.

She’s dropped on my doorstep with a burlap sack on her head. The diplomat’s daughter. The one they’re all looking for. Keep her safe. That’s what my brother tells me. Not because he cares for the girl, but because she’s his leverage. His ticket to the big time. I got myself out of this city’s underworld over a year ago, and with one knock on my door, I’m dragged right back in. I should tell him no. Should toss her out on the street. But the second I lay eyes on her, something inside me screams that she’s mine to protect. It’s nonsense, of course. I can’t let her get close. Sweet, innocent girls like her have no business with brutes like me. I’ll hold her for a few days; I’ll get my brother his big break. Then I’ll forget she was ever here. Big Bratva is a short and steamy age gap instalove story, starring a reluctant mobster and the captive who claims his heart.

He’s the city’s top chef. Famously strict, with a trademark scowl. I’m the waitress who just ruined his night. Look, I’m not always this clumsy. I never drop plates at work. But for the last two days, the walls have been spinning around me; the floors have dipped and lurched under my feet. Vertigo, the doctor says. It will go away soon. But in the meantime, a girl’s gotta eat. I need this job–and I figure, how wrong can one shift go? So wrong. So horribly wrong. And now Chef Fontaine hates me. He looks at me like I’m dirt on his shoe, and he fires me so loudly, every worker in the whole restaurant hears. I think I’ve hit rock bottom. There’s no lower I can go. Then Chef Fontaine turns up at my apartment, that scowl fixed on his face, and I realize… the gorgeous jerk’s not through with me yet. Big Beast is a short and steamy age gap instalove story, starring a grumpy chef and the waitress who shatters his plates–and his rigid control.

It’s the trip of a lifetime–ruined castles and ancient battlefields. But I can’t stop longing for my burly professor. A year ago, I used to see more of him. Back before the professor’s book deal and rise to TV fame, I used to visit his office hours. We’d sit and talk together; going over lecture notes and assignments. A year ago, it felt like he was mine. He wasn’t, obviously. Professor Munro is twice my age–and so off limits it’s not even funny. So why do I miss him so badly? Why does my chest ache when we pass in the halls? Why did I sign up for this trip, looking for any excuse to spend a few weeks near him? And when we finally set foot in Scotland… why does it seem like the professor can’t keep away either? Big Brain is a short and steamy age gap instalove story, starring a history professor and the quiet student he can’t help wanting.

Big men do it better! _They’re bulky. They’re burly. These plus size heroes are here to sweep you off your feet. _ The Big Boys box set includes four short and steamy instalove stories: Big Boss He’s older than me. A big-time boss. My secret crush. And my best friend’s dad. Jacob Callahan is nothing like the guys I know from college. He’s powerful. Stern. And most of all, he’s big. Every time I crane my neck to meet his eye, every time I see his bulk fill a doorway… I melt. But Mr Callahan is off limits, and more than that, he doesn’t even know I’m alive. So I can stay in his house for the holidays. Keep out of his way. Keep my crush to myself. It’s only for six days. I’ll be as quiet as a church mouse. He probably won’t even notice I’m here. Big Biker I’m used to princes and stockbrokers. The ruthless elite. But it’s the burly biker who catches my eye. All my life, I’ve been a pawn in my family’s games. But this is a new low—an engagement to the son of my father’s business rival. It’s not a marriage, it’s a freaking merger, and there’s no way out for me. I’m trapped. Staring out of the window of this luxury restaurant, wishing I could be anywhere but here. Then I see him. He’s rough. Tattooed and bearded. Clad all in leathers—and bigger than any man I’ve ever seen. The burly biker wakes something in me. Something needy. Something reckless. There must be more to life than stuffy dinners and dollar signs. The biker knows—and I want him to teach me. Big Boxer I don’t mean any harm when I call the boxer past his prime. But my blog piece goes viral—and the boxer comes knocking. It’s bad enough meeting someone you’ve written about. Someone you hero-worshipped as a kid; whose poster used to hang on your wall. But it’s worse when your piece was less than kind… and the man turns your legs to jelly with a single glance. Okay. I messed up here. And Lucas Scott is not afraid to let me know it. But once tempers have cooled, he’s not ready to leave. That thing I wrote about his stamina? …Yeah. The boxer’s got something to prove. Big Baker Chef Ballard is world famous. His pastries make grown men weep. And he’s been leaving them in my hotel staff locker. I never meant to get the Head Baker’s attention. Not consciously, anyway. I’m a shy nobody, a hotel cleaner—the last thing I need is scrutiny. Not with the murals I splash through the city at night. But I couldn’t help it. Once I saw where he lived, I had to bring color to his life the way his pastries light up mine. Now the baker is watching. He suspects me. And he doesn’t seem angry, in fact he seems... charmed. Chef Ballard had better stop leaving me pastries. My heart can’t resist someone sweet.