There’s bad, and inappropriate, and scandalous, and wrong. And then there’s giving your virginity to your gorgeous and dominant high school government Professor, on his desk, five minutes after you turn eighteen. Oh I’ve been a bad, bad girl… Winchester Academy is home to a lot of things – the spoiled rich kids of the world’s elite, ivy-covered walls, typical high school drama and angst, and him– Professor Oliver Bard. Dominant, alpha, and completely freaking gorgeous. I know he looks at me, even if he sees me as forbidden fruit—tempting, off-limits jailbait. But I’ve been obsessed with him for way, way too long, which is why I purposefully got myself thrown into his infamous “midnight detention” on the eve of my eighteenth birthday. Just the two of us, alone, watching the clock tick down. Yesterday, this would be illegal. Today, it’s just plain wrong. Wrong, sick, morally reprehensible, and achingly hot. This could ruin him, and put a scarlet letter on my back for the rest of high school. But once I feel those big hands on me, and once I get a taste of his perfect, forbidden mouth, and once he shows me things I’ve only ever dreamed about, imagining him, I know there’s no going back. I know I should say no, but that’s a little hard to do when his mouth and hands and…well, other things are only making me scream “yes, professor”… —- Each of the Winchester Academy books are completely standalone stories, with no cliffhangers. Hot, wild, and insta-love galore, with an utterly obsessed alpha hero and an untouched, very, very off-limits heroine. If you love over-the-top, slightly unrealistic, and wildly dirty stories, this one’s for you! As with all my books, this steamy novella is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.

The head cheerleader hooking up with the star quarterback? Totally normal. But accidentally bedding and giving her v-card to his brother, the school’s newest, hottest professor? Yeah, not so normal, and all sorts of scandalous. Oh, and that’s before they decide to “ share ”… Cheerleading captain, social royalty, daughter of a senator, and maybe a bit of bitch? As the reigning queen bee of Winchester Academy, it makes sense that I might hook up with Beckett Truman—the gorgeous, cocky, king-of-the-school star varsity quarterback. I mean that Hollywood script writes itself. But a party dare gone wrong turns into something hotter than I’ve ever imagined when I accidentally give my v-card to his brother, Porter. …As in, possessive, dominant, and totally hot Professor Truman, my new freaking math Professor . Eight years my senior, completely off-limits, and utterly irresistible. I know I should be horrified, or mortified. But it’s a little hard to feel anything but bliss when this Queen finds herself in the arms of not one, but two kings. Because Porter and Beckett want to share … I slept with the wrong brother, and it just might be the hottest mistake of my life. Each of the Winchester Academy books are completely standalone stories, with no cliffhangers. Hot, wild, and insta-love galore, with TWO utterly obsessed alpha heroes and an untouched, very, very off-limits heroine. If you love over-the-top, slightly unrealistic, and wildly dirty stories, this one’s for you! This mfm romance is all about her – no m/m. As with all my books, this steamy novella is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.

Note to self: don’t sleep with the gorgeous, tattooed, motorcycle-driving hottie after a friend’s train wreck of a bachelorette party. Especially not when he looks at you like he wants to devour you. Especially not when he’s a little younger looking than you. Especially not when it turns out he’s your newest student. …Oops. Ethan Scott is the kind of man your mother warns you about. Reckless, cocky af, damaged, beautiful, of course, and completely irresistible. And if that weren’t a long enough laundry list of reasons to stay away? …He’s also eight years my junior, and my student at the private high school where I teach art. Winchester Academy’s newest bad boy student—my student—is utterly off limits. The problem is, he’s also gorgeous, tempting, addicting, and has me wrapped around his freaking finger. The other problem is, I already slept with him. He’s the firecracker waiting to blow, the spark that sets off the fire. He’s broken, and this whole thing could break us both. But something about him makes me go crazy. Something about him makes me say yes instead of no. Something about him has me aching for more, no matter the consequences. …This might be a problem.

What happens when the school’s quirkiest band geek starts a rock band with three of the hottest guys in varsity football royalty? Well, pretty soon, I’m not just “with” the band. I’m with the band. The whole band… What could possibly go wrong? You know, besides everything. They’re panty-meltingly gorgeous, cocky, and three of the biggest stars on the varsity football team. I’m the dorkiest, tuba-playing music-geek this side of band camp. In a school full of rules and clichés, Anders Teller, Griffin Reeves, Carson Lafayette and I have nothing to do with each other. Except, I’m about to have everything to do with them. With all of them. They’re the last thing I expect when I sneak off campus after curfew to audition for an up-and-coming rock band. Neither is finding them mostly naked when I show up, or falling—yes, literally falling—into their arms… Everyone says to keep clear of crazy-hot musicians. They say the same thing about totally beautiful, ridiculously tempting football jocks, too. So what’s a girl to do when she comes across a stupid-hot combination of both? There’s three of them, and one of me. And before long, it’s not just the practice room that’s rocking and rolling… One never-been-touched nerd, three huge, utterly tempting jocks, and three whispered words that make my toes curl: “we’re gonna share.” As The Bard says, if music be the food of love, play on. Well, something tells me we’re about to play all night. Each of the Winchester Academy books are completely standalone stories, with no cliffhangers. This mfmm romance is all about her - no m/m. Safe, no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.

This is a story of lust. This is a story of playing with fire. But mostly, it’s just the story of us. …buckle up. Forbidden. Tempting. Magnetic. Illicit. Jamison Scott is many things, including my tormentor, my nemesis, and my sworn enemy. Unfortunately, he’s also the only man I’ve ever wanted. Oh, right, he’s also about to be my new stepbrother. Years ago, it was pulling my hair and putting frogs in my lunch box. But now, the little boy from down the street is all grown up. Big, strong, gorgeous, and undeniably captivating. Now he’s living down the hall, smirking at me across the breakfast table, and invading my every dark, toe-curlingly forbidden thought. I want to hate him, and I should hate him. But instead, I just want him. Horribly so. Achingly so. His illicit touch makes me scream, and his forbidden, filthy words in my ears take my breath away. I shouldn’t crave him like this. I shouldn’t get all tingly whenever he growls my name. He’s the firestorm I never saw coming, and if we’re not careful, we’ll both get burned. I can do without the frogs in my lunch, but thirteen years later? …Well, something tells me I might just like it if Jamison Scott pulled my hair this time.

The first kiss I stole. The second, he claimed. This is forbidden. This is taboo. And this is a scandal that could drown us both. My name is Waverly Owens, and I’m in love with my high school swim coach. I’ve got a crush. He’s gorgeous and brooding, with arms that make my knees week, abs that make me forget how to breath, and good lord does he fill out a swimsuit in all the right ways. The only problem? He’s ten years older, my mother is his boss, and, oh right, he’s my high school swim coach. Yeah. Camden Kirby is what you might call “x-rated” hot. He’s too gorgeous—certainly too gorgeous to be coaching girls high school swimming. Crushing on my coach is one thing. But when I end up creating a fake dating app profile specifically to, well, secretly seduce him? Well, now we’re playing in the deep end. There’s too much at stake for us to be this reckless, but once we’ve crossed that line, there’s no swimming back, no matter how wrong this is. I’ve got homework and college apps, he’s got demons, and scars. I’m in over my head, but I want to drown in him. I want to lose myself in him. This is a story love, lust, and diving in head-first. …You better take a deep breath. Each of the Winchester Academy books are completely standalone stories, with no cliffhangers. As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.

Off limits, forbidden, twenty years my junior… And in way over her head. She needs saving. I need to keep away. But one taste of those sweet, innocent lips, and I’ll fight like hell to keep her safe. I had no business looking at her like that. No business wanting her, craving her—the caveman in me roaring to claim and take. Of course, that was before I realized who the girl in the mask grinding on my lap was. Her name is Brynn Henley. She’s eighteen—barely—and one of my students at the private high school where I’m Principal. She’s out-of-bounds, but then, she’s also out of time and out of choices. Some bad, bad people want her for themselves. They want to take her from me, and hurt her, all to settle a debt to the mob her father owes. …They’re going to have to come through me first. I have no business with a girl like her. Too innocent, too untouched, too barely legal. But I’ve had a taste, and now, I’ll have the rest. This forbidden heat could engulf and burn us both. But the mob made a mistake. They came after what’s mine. …And nothing is going to take her away from me.