My new assignment at work: test out toys. Yup, that kind. Well, technically, it’s to test the app that controls the toys remotely. One problem? The showgirl who’s supposed to test the hardware (as in, the actual toys) joins a nunnery. Another problem? This project is important to my Russian boss, the broody, mouthwateringly sexy Vlad, a.k.a. The Impaler. There’s only one solution: test both the software and the hardware myself... with his help. NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a quirky, nerdy heroine, her hot, mysterious Russian boss, and two guinea pigs who may or may not be into scissoring each other. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run far, far away. Otherwise, buckle in for a snort-water-up-the-nose-funny, feel-good ride.

Bella Chortsky So, my Chihuahua humped a bear. Excuse me, a giant, bear-like dog. Now the bear’s scorching hot owner is on my case, demanding an STD test... for my pet. Another problem with this dog-on-dog molestation? The bear’s mysterious owner may be the key to funding my new venture and taking my toys company to the next level. And by “toys,” I mean the fun kind, the kind every woman (and man) needs. If only I could figure out what he’s hiding—or get my libido to behave. Because mixing business and pleasure is a bad idea, and Dragomir Lamian may not be who he seems. NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a confident, toy-obsessed heroine who knows every Russian superstition under the sun, her meet-cute with a hot, mysterious stranger, and two oversexed dogs, one of which may have a special toy of his own. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run away now. Otherwise, buckle in for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single man in possession of facial hair must be in want of a shave. And tidying. And a fake date. My name is Holly Hyman. I love order and prime numbers—and I’m in trouble. The company I work for is pivoting, and not in a way I like. Our new management? Alex Chortsky, a gorgeous, scruffy Russian devil. Our new direction? VR entertainment of the spicy kind. Maybe I wouldn’t mind it so much if my life’s work wasn’t meant for children. Or if I hadn’t accidentally hooked up with a VR version of my wickedly handsome boss. The only way to save my dream project is to make a Faustian bargain. For one night, I pretend to be Alex Chortsky’s girlfriend. What could possibly go wrong? NOTE: This is a standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedy featuring a quirky, nerdy Anglophile heroine, a scorching hot Russian hero, and an unruly, oversized puppy. If any of the above is not your cup of tea, run away now. Otherwise, buckle in for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride.

For a limited time, grab this collection of three standalone, raunchy, slow-burn romantic comedies featuring quirky, nerdy heroines and panty-melting heroes, along with their assortment of lovable, mischievous pets, and buckle in for a laugh-out-loud, feel-good ride. Hard Code My new assignment at work: test out toys. Yup, that kind. But when the testing goes south, and I mean that literally, I’m forced to recruit the help of my new boss, the infamously reclusive and devastatingly sexy Vlad Chortsky, a.k.a. the Impaler. Testing toys with your scorching hot boss is still professional... right? Hard Ware Two dogs, both alike in adorableness, in New York City, where we lay our scene… Okay, maybe that’s a tad dramatic, but who knew a puppy meet-cute could go so horribly wrong? One moment, we're strolling through Central Park, and the next, a mysterious, mouthwateringly hot stranger is demanding I get my Chihuahua tested for STDs. Since he turns out to be the key to getting my newest business venture funded, I guess I’ll do it. It has nothing to do with wanting to see him again. And again. And maybe one more time... Hard Byte In the cerulean, fantasy-inducing eyes of my new Russian boss, Alex Chortsky (a.k.a. the Devil), “project integration” means turning my life’s work into a high-tech "toy." Uh-huh, that kind. When committing corporate sabotage to save my project doesn’t go as planned, my job is on the line, and the only way out is to make a deal with the Devil himself. One fake date in exchange for his help on my project—what could possibly go wrong?