They say good things come to those who wait. Bullsh\*%! My whole life has been about waiting. Playing it safe. Be the good girl, don’t color outside the lines. Put in the hard work trying to prove myself to Dad, then to my college professors, then to my boss at New World Media. Just waiting for the day when it will all pay off. And right when it was all starting to—I finally had the house, the job, I was even thinking about getting a cat—boom!—my life explodes and suddenly now I’m here and— “All done,” the doctor interrupts my thoughts, pulling off her gloves with a loud snap. Even from the bed where I’m lying, my legs spread like the Thanksgiving turkey, I can hear the impatient growl of the man standing in the doorway. If you can even call him a man. More like a beast out of a friggin’ fairytale. “Well?” Her pronouncement echoes throughout the room while the speculum is still inside me. “She’s a virgin.”

Snow White’s on the run and sexier than ever… ISOBEL: I’m on the run from my evil stepmother but no one can know. Least of all my new boss and major pain in the ass, Hunter Dawkins. We might have had one amazing night together but the next morning he went colder than a Wallstreet banker’s heart during a charity ball. I have zero tolerance for assholes in my life. No thank you. I’ll show up, do my job, and earn enough to stay off the grid where my stepmother can’t find me, but that’s all. HUNTER: I have big plans for my large-animal veterinary clinic and they don’t include taking on a gorgeous, fast-talking city-slicker for a summer intern. The fact that she’s got legs for days and curves that could make a grown man weep? Or that we spent one unforgettable night together? Doesn’t mean a thing. She’s got secrets and she doesn’t intend on sticking around for long. How can I have a future with a woman who has no past? But when trouble comes to town, I realize the woman I love to hate might just be the one I can’t live without.

A billionaire playboy and an ex-con from the wrong side of the tracks. It was insta-hate at first sight. Until they both fall for the same woman. Calla never meant to pit Liam and Mack against each other. She’d been the town tomboy all her life—what did she know about men? But suddenly she’s caught the attention of two of the most gorgeous men in town. Mack hated Liam from the first moment they met. It was a rich, entitled bastard like him who had landed Mack in jail for eight years. Liam expected everything in life to come easy and drop into his lap. Not this time. Mack saw Calla first. Finders keepers. Liam never knew why Mack had such a stick up his ass. All he’d ever been was nice to the guy. But when the new girl moves in, it’s every man for himself. Liam will stop at nothing to get Calla’s attention and prove he’s the better man. A playboy, a tomboy, and an ex-con. They couldn’t be more different. But they’re about to discover the one level playing field where all their differences disappear—the bedroom.

I need a new man like I need a hole in the head. The last one almost killed me. Literally. I barely escaped with my life, and when I end up on a ranch in Central Texas, I’m just looking for a place to hide out and recover. But then Reece Walker saunters in. (Why, God? Do you enjoy torturing me like this? Is it fun for you?) I tell myself it’ll just be one night. We’ll do the horizontal mambo and then I’ll have him out of my system. … But it turns out Reece isn’t the kind of man you easily forget. Especially when I end up staying on at the ranch. Day in, day out, he’s there. Him and his big blue eyes, stupid muscles, dumb jokes, and searing gazes that hit me straight in the—Ahem. Nope. Not falling for it. I’ve got way too much baggage and I gotta be moving on soon. I can’t think about building a future when I never know if my past might catch up with me…

Ruth was a pain in my neck when she lived under the same roof at the ranch. She’s even worse now that she’s helping my twin brother’s fiancée plan their wedding. It’s no secret that we can’t stand each other. And for the next two weeks, if I’m not running some errand for my brother, I’m also hauling Ruth’s stubborn, opinionated, too-loud arse all around town since her car died on the side of the road. Not that she appreciates my sacrifice. No. She argues. She second-guesses. She pecks. A man can only be pushed so far before he breaks. A fact that Ruth—who I’ve also secretly fantasized about every single night since the day my brother and I first landed on the ranch—is about to find out firsthand.

Trois histoires d’amour torrides et taboues…"Juste ce qu’il faut de noirceur, une bonne dose de moments chauds et OH MON DIEU !!!" La gentille fille à papaSarah a un nouveau beau-père… et un nouveau demi-frère. Les liens familiaux n’ont jamais été aussi tortueux. Fais-moi malC’est le fantasme féminin le plus interdit. La plupart des femmes ont honte d’en parler, encore moins de le demander. C’est le cas pour Miranda… jusqu’à ce qu’elle croise la route de Dylan Lennox. Sans remordsDès que je l’ai vue, j’ai su que j’allais briser toutes les règles. Je la veux pour moi. Attention, ces romances sombres contiennent des scènes choquantes et des fantasmes sans consentement explicite.