He’s here, my dads old Italian friend, and my long time secret crush, even though I’ve only seen him in pictures growing up. The man has been my fantasy since before I knew what fantasies were. This is my chance. I’ve only got one more week under this roof and I’m not pulling any punches. I don’t have time to waste, and need to turn up the heat on this sauce I’m trying to get cooking between us so he devours me like he did that lasagne I slaved over for him. The man is six foot five inches of pure scariness, but that scariness leads to a kind of obsession I want to feel directed my way. And the moment the word, papà, slides from my lips I know I’ve got him, hook, line, and sinker. Because that’s what I want him to be. My Daddy. This is a short, steamy, daddy romance. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

Alexander Smith, my senior year Russian teacher. I should call him teacher, but there’s something else I need to call him more. Daddy. I’m ashamed to admit the weird thoughts rushing around in my head, but it turns out it’s exactly what he wants to hear. He wants me to call him Daddy, which is exactly what I want him to be for me. But my Daddy has a secret. He might be a bad man, but his heart is good, and it belongs to me. This is a short, steamy, daddy romance. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

For the last thirty days, I’ve tried my hardest to keep her off my mind. Trying not to look at her, think about her, and certainly not to touch her. She’s too young, too innocent, my little maid. But there’s no logic in the world that can convince me to avoid doing what I’ve needed to do since first laying eyes on her. Make. Her. Mine. As much as my need is primal, there’s clearly another part that extends well beyond that. Something that’s been missing…something I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Until now. Until her. Until the word, daddy spills from my lips. And Daddy is most certainly what I am meant to be for my little girl. Forever. This is a short, steamy, daddy romance. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

I feel a surge of heat rush through me at the sight of her. Jewel, her name tag reads. There’s a reason I come here every day, making sure there are no other little boys her age looking at my Jewel. Making sure everyone around here knows who she belongs too. Even if I’m too old for her, and forty-one is way too old for an eighteen-year old, as I keep reminding myself, I still need to be here. To protect her. To watch over her. To be here just in case. She’s the light to my darkness, the smile that can give my scowl balance, and more accurately wipe it from my face forever. I don’t care if she deserves better than me, it’s me she’s going to get. No other is ever going to lay a hand on her. No one will take her from me. She’s my little Jewel and I’m her Daddy. Forever... This is a short, steamy, daddy romance. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

\\\\\Get a free book for Christmas just by signing up for my mailing list at the link below.\\\\\www.subscribepage.com/lenalittleShe’s a once in a lifetime. And no one like her has ever walked into my shop in the twenty years I’ve been in business, which is probably longer than she’s been alive.
I’ve yet to see this girl in the flesh, to lean in and smell her hair, to run my calloused digits across her smooth skin. Nothing. But I already know she’s everything.Girls like her don’t walk in and try to buy handguns, especially with a fake ID, unless they’re in trouble.And something has come over me, that tells me I have to protect this little one.Protect her. Keep her safe. Be her…Daddy.That word, this feeling that I’ve never felt before, has a grip over me so hard I don’t even understand it. It’s like something that’s been buried inside me for a lifetime has finally woken up, been called from a lifetime of hibernation.For the first time in my life, I know my purpose, and I know exactly who that purpose revolves around. My Destiny. My Little girl.
She came into my world, flipped it completely upside down, and I’ll never be the same without her as mine.I am her destiny and she is mine.This is a short, steamy, daddy romance. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

\\\\\Get a free book for Christmas just by signing up for my mailing list at the link below.\\\\\ www.subscribepage.com/lenalittle Nobody really seems to get me and I remind myself that all I need to do is get through this last semester and I’ll be a high school graduate, and combined with my eighteen years of age that means I’m free to do what I want. Unfortunately, my parents want me to go to college, or at least that’s what they say. But what they really mean is they want me gone. Pronto. I love to write, draw, and more than anything, get mail. That being the case maybe this assignment for my psychology class will be a blessing in disguise. But I made a mistake and it resulted in an inmate receiving my letter. A convicted felon. He seems…not like I’d expect an inmate to seem. Something about him seems more genuine, caring, and tolerant than anyone in my life. He understands me and doesn’t want to change me, and calls me his little one. I need to do this for my school project in order to graduate, right? That’s what I’m telling myself at least, but I know that this is so much more. Dear Daddy, come for your princess and make her your queen. This is a short, steamy, love by letter, daddy romance. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

\\\\\Get a free book for Christmas just by signing up for my mailing list at the link below.\\\\\ www.subscribepage.com/lenalittle I hold my ground, reminding myself that I’m playing the long game. This has been three months in the making. She just doesn’t realize how smart and talented she is, or how much better of a life’s waiting out there for her…with me. Her dad’s ‘friend.’ It’s low hanging fruit, just waiting to be plucked. All she has to do is reach out and take it. And if she won’t, then I’ll put it in her hands for her, and give her everything I’ve got, and the moon on a silver platter, in the process. The only question is, when will I have to reveal the secret I’ve been keeping from her. But I will find a way to make this work when I tell her exactly how this all came about. Because once she utters that word...Daddy, it hits me like a ton of bricks, and it’s all over. Because this is true love. And that starts and ends with her. My little girl. My everything. This is a short, steamy daddy romance. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

\\\\\Get a free book for Christmas just by signing up for my mailing list at the link below.\\\\\ www.subscribepage.com/lenalittle I’m all my father has left. But more often than not I’m collateral damage to the bombs that are constantly going off in his life. And this time is no exception. When his debt’s catch up with him he comes. The Debt Collector. And the only thing of value in my dad’s life is me. Taken until his debt is cleared. I should be furious, but his touch grounds me, soothes me. It gives me guidance on how to act. It takes away the need to think, to make decisions, to worry. It’s surprisingly refreshing. But what happens when the debt is cleared? Will the man who calls me his little girl let me go? And more importantly, do I want to let him go? This is a short, steamy "daddy-lite" romance with some daddy elements, but it is not a spot on ddlg story. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

Dominating hockey goalie who for years fans have called “The Man,” now thirty-nine-year-old legend…on his last leg. Defense, protecting the goal, it’s what I do. It’s my identity. But for the first time in my life that protective streak extends outside a hockey rink. Because the second she walks through the stadium doors she’s mine. All I can think of, all I want to do, is wrap up this little girl in my arms and shield her from the dangers of the cold, harsh world. My game might not be up to par lately, but suddenly that slump I’m mired in doesn’t seem to matter. All that matters is her and keeping her safe. Making her mine. It’s as if the rest of the world doesn’t even exist, as if she’s the sun in a sea of clouds. She’s a special snowflake all right, the most special in all of eternity. And she will be mine. This is a short, steamy "daddy-lite" romance with some daddy elements, but it is not a spot on ddlg story. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

I have a plan. Or I did. Running into the same girl I saved earlier is a one in eight million shot. I’m not a believer in fate, destiny, or any of that new age nonsense. But ever since that moment this morning she’s all I’ve been able to think about. The irony of this all is that I knew I was going to hire her before I ever came into the city this morning. The application process is all a rouse for a bigger game I’m playing. I just didn’t know that this faceless girl would be the same one I met in such strange circumstances. This isn’t what I expected. This wasn’t part of the plan. But it’s lead me to the ultimate win of my life…her. I had a plan and I executed it. The only problem is it’s working out too well. I expected results, but I didn’t expect this…because I never could have expected she’d be as perfect as she is. But what if she figures out the truth? Will she still want to be with me? Would she try and leave? It’s not a chance I’m willing to take, because when I told her she’s mine I meant it…whether she understands what that means or not. She’s mine now. My little girl. There’s no turning back, whether she likes it or not, forever and always. This is a short, steamy "daddy-lite" romance with some daddy elements, but it is not a spot on ddlg story. No OM / OW drama and no cliffhangers. Always a sweet HEA.

I want to be a good man, to put prison and everything that preceded it behind me. But my first day out all I can see is what’s standing directly in front of me. Her…my new stepsister. I know I’m not supposed to have fantasies about the daughter of my dad’s new wife, but I can’t help myself. I haven’t seen a woman in years, and I’ve never seen a woman quite like her…maybe because she doesn’t exactly seem like a woman. She’s eighteen but she’s more like a little girl, and one that never really had the father figure she needed. I’ll be the man she needs all right, her daddy…and a whole lot more. Because once I get a taste of her she becomes my everything…no matter what anyone thinks. This is a standalone, steamy, instalove romance with a guaranteed HEA. No other woman drama. No dubcon. No cliffhanger. It’s also “stepbrother-lite” consisting of light role playing, but no hardcore DDLG things such as diapers, pacifiers, etc. The characters are not blood related and everyone in the story is of legal age (18).

Mike Masters It’s the second time in as many months that I’m before a judge. Both times I settled with my ‘victims’ out of court, but the law says different. Assault and battery is a felony charge, and one they don’t drop so easy the second time around because it’s become my new weakness. The judge says one more strike and I’m getting more than a stern look and another red mark against my name. How was I to know it wasn’t her they were with? I swore it on the bible in court and I’ll swear it again. I thought those two guys were with her . Both times. I fucking saw her… But as it turns out I just saw her instead of whoever they were arguing with in public. Every time I go anywhere, I see her. Mary-Jane… If I close my eyes, I see her. When I sleep I see her. And waking up without her next to me is just a fucking insult. She’s become more than just a crush. And way more than just an obsession. So when I see a guy with her. When I swear I see her twice in two months getting mistreated? Of course I step in. Trouble is, the real Mary Jane? She’s my best friend Brett’s daughter and she doesn’t even know I exist. Not in the way I want her to notice me. And even more trouble for me, I’m seeing her everywhere that she’s not. It’s gonna be three for three the next time I go anywhere. I can just feel it. Knowing this is gonna destroy me, or my friendship with Brett as well as maybe my freedom. I think maybe I should just get away. Go someplace cold and damp so I can forget all about her. Forget what she’s doing to me without her even trying. But a surprise call from my buddy asking me for help changes everything. I mean, every. Fucking. Thing. He’s broken down on his way to some daddy-daughter day she’s having at work. But all I hear is Mary Jane and me in the same sentence. I’m already there in my mind before he’s even finished asking. Daddy for a day? I might be losing my best friend, but I'm gaining a daughter. For a few hours at least while I pretend to be her dad. How ‘bout I make you a mommy instead? Put a baby in that belly of yours, huh Mary Jane? I think this daddy needs you as his mommy. And not just for a day. I need you, Mary Jane. For. Ever.

Four thirty a.m I’m awake. By five I’ve done enough crunches and burpees to make Marines want pigtails and their mommy. My abs are perfect. Just like everything I surround myself with. But I’m never out of breath. I never get tired. My face cream is a custom blend, made in France. I bought the company. I have a penthouse apartment that overlooks the bay. I watch beach-goers through a telescope sometimes, most often before I head to the office for a meeting. Always with a crease of a smile, never really showing what I’m thinking or feeling. Not even to myself. The name on their designer swimwear, sunglasses and bags is often my own. The family name, Ellis. It’s a perfect life I’ve made. The family name is one thing, its fortune another. And it’s mostly due to me. But something happened recently. Something I couldn't change. Something I couldn't stop. Yet. My father re-married. Some Southern belle from one of our factories of all places. Eloped and made it official. So now I have a step family… Worse than that, they’re poor. Hole in the ground, dirt on the cheeks poor. I know how much we pay our workers. I’m head of finance and legal at Ellis. What I don’t count on though is the Christmas event where my father insists I make an appearance. I usually fly south for winter. The cold is unnatural for me. Makes me feel… nothing. I prefer Tahiti. This is going to be a hi and bye thing on the way to the airport. The jet is waiting. Father’s memo instructed me to bring a gift for his new step-daughter. My new step sister, Eve. Christmas Eve with Eve, I get the humor. It’s also her birthday. So I picked out a little something. She’s never had a real father either. No daddy means she’ll be right at home with a stepfather and stepbrother to look out for her. So far so good. Smile, nod. Happy birthday, Merry Christmas. Leave. See you all at the court case where I have the marriage annulled and take over the company for myself. Wrong. Everything I thought I knew is wrong. Everything I do or have is wrong. Everything I thought I was is turned upside down as soon as I set eyes on her. Eve… Eighteen years old and my step sister. Also the only thing I want, mainly because I know I can’t have her. But if I’m gonna take a billion dollar company back from my father, dismantle his own recent marriage and make him pay for making me who I am, then what better reason than to keep the greatest prize of all? I can have my cake and eat it to. Literally. But one single word from Eve changes everything. And only because it’s the one word I’ve longed to hear. From her lips, it’s all I’ll ever need. And it’s a special need I intend to keep within arm’s reach. Forever.

Sebastian Lieutenant Sebastian Bullock of Firehouse 132 is reeling from the loss of his best friend. A man he considered his brother. Now he finds himself tasked with caring for his best friend’s daughter. A girl he watched grow up, but a girl he hasn’t seen in five years. And when he sees her at her father’s funeral, she takes his breath away. She’s blossomed from an awkward teenage girl into a beautiful young woman who sets his body burning hotter than any fire he’s ever run into. Now, Sebastian has to make the decisions that will help shape her life. That part is easy. The difficult part for him is figuring out whose interests he’s serving—his or hers. Sebastian wants her in ways he’s never wanted anybody in his life before. Sebastian wants to keep his word to Bree’s father and take care of her. But he doesn’t know if he can trust himself to avoid the forbidden fruit that is Bree Mason. Bree Returning to her family home after five years away at boarding school, Bree found herself an orphan. Except for her godfather—her father’s best friend—and the man she’d known as “Uncle Bastian” all her life, she was alone in the world. Now, she finds herself in the care of a man she’s learning she never really knew at all. A man determined to control every aspect of her life just to fulfill the promises he made to her father. Or so he says. Bree has always had a crush on her “Uncle Bastian.” But as they’re forced together, bound by his promises to her father, she’s conflicted by her feelings—feelings she knows she shouldn’t be having for the man charged with taking care of her. She wants Bastian unlike she’s wanted anybody before. But the fear and conflict within her may conspire to deny her what she truly wants.

They say I’m the Terror of Tuscany, and that’s exactly what I’m going to be if anything goes sideways with this shipment that I’m expecting next Tuesday. The name’s Gio, and people call me a lot of things, but unprepared definitely isn’t one of them. But that’s absolutely what I am for the first time in my life when I come face to face with my new stepsister. I wasn’t prepared to be a stepbrother in any capacity more than in title when my dad up and remarried. But when my sexy stepsister calls me a name, one I’ve never heard before and am in no way prepared for, I realize she needs me to be more than just her stepbrother…she needs me to be her Daddy. But it seems I’m not the only one who’s obsessed with my little girl. When a stalker tries to take what belongs to this mafia prince, I’m ready to end him, only to find out that my pint-sized princess is just the tough little sassy spitfire that this underworld Italian needs…sempre e per sempre.

I don’t think I gave this enough thought. Am I even old enough to work here? What makes me think that I can just walk in off the street and get hired? Craziest of all, is it even smart to go to work in an Irish Pub the week before Saint Patrick’s Day? There’s nothing left for me back home. My only family, my mom, is here in Ireland with her new husband. I’ve never even met my new stepbrother, owner of said Irish Pub, but I’m about to. I thought this would be the beginning of something new. A new life. A new family. And boy was I right...just not in the way I thought. The look in my stepbrother’s eyes is not of brotherly affection, but instead laced with the intensity of a hot blooded hungry man…starving for me. They call it the luck of the Irish. And they might be right because I think I just struck gold. But can I keep it?

Ezra Ezra Mullen is the CEO of his family’s media conglomerate. He’s rich, powerful, good looking, and has been one of the most eligible bachelors in the city of Los Angeles for a while. He’s a man with unlimited wealth who’s got the world at his fingertips. The one thing he doesn’t have though, is any prospects at love. Ezra has been alone so long, he’s given up hope of ever finding anyone who can meet his lofty standards, believing he’d rather be alone than be with somebody who doesn’t tic off all the boxes on his checklist. It's ironic given that one of the companies that fall beneath the umbrella of his media group, Soulmates, is one of the premier dating sites on the Internet. At a Valentine’s Day event designed to promote Soulmates though, Ezra meets a woman who more than piques his interest. She challenges him and turns his worldview on its head. He’s never met anybody like her and he finds himself in a position to rig the system in his favor to get what he wants—but by doing so, Ezra could jeopardize his entire relationship with Ashton. If he doesn’t though, he risks losing her anyway. He finds himself asking that age old question… is it better to ask for permission or for forgiveness? Ashton Ashton Rodgers is a woman with her path in life charted out. A recent college graduate, she is getting her feet wet at an advertising agency with her eye on the bigger prize—building her own agency from the ground up. Ashton is smart, clever, and has a keen eye when it comes to putting together ad campaigns. She’s so caught up in her pursuit of her goals though, Ashton is alone in this world with no romantic prospects on the horizon. She claims to prefer it that way but deep down, she sometimes in the darkness of the night, she feels that bitter sting of loneliness. Not that her pride would ever allow her to admit that to anybody. Badgered into going to a speed dating event by her best friend, Ashton goes along just to humor her with no intention of participating. When she gets her matches though, she’s shocked to find that she has one—one she never recalled requesting a match with. But when she meets him, she finds herself intrigued. And from there, Ashton finds herself opening up to Ezra in ways she never anticipated. Ways she never thought she could open up to anybody. For the first time in her life, Ashton finds herself in love. But will uncovering his secret and knowing what Ezra did, ruin it all?

Sam is used to putting his life on the line for others, but when he rescues a puppy from a building fire, it changes his life in ways he could never imagine. Sam meets Sara, the owner of a local dog rescue, and feels an instant attraction. He’s called away unexpectedly but knows that he needs to see her again. Sara is taken by the tall, handsome firefighter and hopes that he’ll come back to check on the puppy so that she can spend more time with him. Fate is impatient and has a terrible sense of humor, and the pair soon learn that their paths would have crossed even if Sam hadn’t gone to the shelter. They are step-brother and sister. As Sam and Sara try to navigate through their unbridled passion and uncomfortable family ties, a dangerous and delusional nemesis lurks in the shadows, plotting a twisted and deadly revenge against Sam, and Sara becomes one of his targets. Sam must confront this man, but can he find him in time to save Sara? Can this hero save the woman he desires from an enemy that he never knew existed?

Another day, another assistant, I mumble to myself as I fix my tie and wait for the new temp worker. Let’s get this over with. At least that was the plan before I saw Denise and received the raunchy text she mistakenly sent me. Smart. Sassy. Stunning. Sexy. She’s anything but ordinary. But she’s also young and inexperienced, and I have no business being with her. I burn with desire and can hardly keep my hands to myself. Lines I can’t uncross. Gifts I can never return. Memories forever etched in my mind. This girl, this little girl, will be my ruin…and mine. Always.

Up until now, my career has been everything, and my reputation built one of the largest financial firms in the country. I’m Jack Jameson, the guy who checks off all the boxes. I’m powerful, and filthy rich, and people bend over backward to please me—at least they did until it all came crashing down around me. Charged with a crime that I didn’t commit, I have to place my future in the hands of an attorney who’s not only whip-smart but the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. But she’s also very young, almost too young to take my case. In some ways she reminds me more of a little girl than an adult. I feel just as possessive and protective about my little lawyer angel outside the courtroom as she does me inside it. And even with my freedom on the line, there are only two things on my proving my innocence and taking hers. Justice will be served.

My obsession with Lily began two seconds after meeting her. I’ve always been married to my job, so this attraction throws me. She’s everything I want and more. So much more. The only problem? She’s my stepsister. She’s supposed to be off-limits. I’m supposed to look after her. But what everyone doesn’t know is I’ve already staked my claim on her. She’s mine. All mine. And not just this Easter, but forever. Always. My father, her mom, the press, and society may not approve. So f\*cking what. It’s not their happiness on the line now, is it?

As a detective, I know some cases never get solved and some bad guys escape justice, but I can’t let this one go. I refuse to. A young girl was murdered and another, the only verifiable witness to the crime, is missing. Now, six months in, my Chief is pressuring me to make progress or close the file. Desperate to get a break in the case, I go out looking for my missing witness and find her just in time. She’s in danger and it’s my duty to rescue her. The dust settles and I see her. I mean really see her. Once I lay eyes on her, I know I can’t let her go. My protective instincts go haywire, and all I can think about is keeping her safe. She’s my responsibility now, and I need her just as much as she needs me. I swear I can’t take my eyes off this beauty. With her in my custody, I find myself longing to do more than just protect her. I want to make her mine. Nothing on this Earth can stop me from keeping this innocent, beautiful little girl alive and bringing her friend’s killers to justice. I’m about to become their worst nightmare.

My relationship with my father has been rocky at best, so when his new wife calls me for a favor, I almost say no. Something made me agree to help her, and it was the best decision that I’ve ever made. I’m the Dean of a college, and her daughter who studied abroad is looking for an assistant professor position. She wants me to give her a job and keep an eye on her as she settles into the city. I know that I agreed to this but on the day that she’s due to arrive, I almost call it off. I’m not a babysitter, and I owe this woman nothing. My excuses all fly out the window when Marcie walks into my office. She’s the hottest little number that I’ve ever laid eyes on, and I feel like I just won the lottery. I can hardly look at her without visions of a future with her flashing before my eyes. I would expect a girl who lived alone in a foreign country to have some street smarts, but Marcie is innocent and needs me to protect her and keep her safe. That’s a job I’m more than happy to take on, but sometimes my temper gets the best of me and my possessive nature goes too far. Family ties and work conflicts threaten to come between us, but when I set my mind on something, I don’t quit. Marcie is meant to be mine, and she will be. Damn the consequences.

After four years behind bars, freedom has never tasted so sweet. There are things I have to do, people I need to deal with. I don’t have time for distractions or complications. And then, I see her. Blue doe eyes. Curves that beg to be explored. A sensuous mouth. But as my stepsister, she’s off-limits…or she’s supposed to be. Then again, I’ve never really been good at following rules.

Nina Danger is following me, and the last person I expect to help is my personal stalker. When my father skips town after digging himself into debt with two rival motorcycle clubs, I’m left holding the bag. The Blue Bruisers MC want their money off my hide. The Devil’s Eye MC wants me as bait. The only person trying to keep me safe routinely breaks into my apartment and even tucks me in one night. I just want to be taken care of. I’m tired of cleaning up my father’s messes. A psycho biker may just be the daddy I need to save me from this chaos. Nick Nina belongs to me, and I’m never going to let her turd of a sperm donor put her in danger ever again. Watching out for someone who doesn’t know I’m looking out for them is a thin line between help and obsession. Nina’s my newest addiction and I can’t get enough. She’s young and inexperienced, and she needs someone like me to navigate this mess her father left her in. My allies and enemies know one thing about I’m unhinged and will stop at nothing to protect what’s mine. When it comes to my baby girl, they’re not wrong.

When my new stepmother asked me to take in her kid, Ricki with an “i, from America, I had no idea what I was getting myself into. As an ex-MMA fighter and gym owner, I don’t need much so I live in a studio apartment above my gym. I don’t want to share my space with some skinny boy with a Boston accent. Ricki knocks on my door and I mentally prepare to find an annoying and insufferable roommate, but my stepmother's kid is not what I expected…at all. Instead of a pimply-faced twenty-year-old boy, Ricki is the hottest little girl I’ve ever laid eyes on. I’m not planning to let her out of my sight, but I need to know why a young and innocent girl like her would want to move in with a forty-year-old ex-fighter like me. My blood boils when she tells me she’s moved continents to run from a man who is stalking her. Our parents won’t approve but I need to be with her. She’s all I can think about and keeping her safe is my only priority. I’ll face any adversary out there to make her mine and hold on to her forever. I don’t care who her eejit stalker is. If he thinks he can come and take what’s mine, well… He’s about to find out why I’m a legend in the cage, and will do anything to protect what’s mine outside of it.

Since the Moscow crime bosses got busted, I’ve been trying my best to go straight. My partners and I started a security service. It’s ironic that a bunch of hitmen are now working as bodyguards, but it keeps us all out of trouble—at least as far as the police are concerned. I’m told that someone has requested a private meeting with me to set up a job. The cloak-and-dagger act has me suspicious, but I don’t hide from trouble so I take the meeting. That’s when I see the girl of my dreams. She’s young. Innocent. Perfect from head to toe. There’s just one problem... She’s the daughter of the last man I was supposed to hit for the mob. Her small-time gambler father chose to run from his debts and abandoned his family in the process. Now, she wants me to find him. Worse, she wants to come with me to find him. It’s a bad idea from the start, and I want no part of it. But then, she tells me she’ll find someone else, and I know that she won’t be safe with any other guy like me. I used to be obsessed with the job. Now, I’m obsessed with the client.

Unlike other mafia bosses, Benicio is a pezzo di merda even to his own men. No exceptions. Not even me. Been working for him for two decades and he still sends me out on errands other lowly associates could have done. Like now. Picking up his daughter at the airport. Merda! I should be somewhere else, doing something more important than playing bodyguard and driver. He shoulda asked her own fiancé to come here. But no. It’s me. Has to be me. Frustration mounts the longer I wait. But when she arrives and I get a proper look at her. Dio mio! Is this her? Cara? The mafia princess whom Benicio just essentially sold to someone to further his wealth, power, and influence? No way! No way am I gonna stand here and watch this little girl marry someone else. Someone she hasn’t even met yet. Someone who’ll only treat her like a trophy and nothing else. Someone who’ll most likely hurt her. Cara is mine. She’s never known what it’s like for someone to look after her. She will now. With her Daddy. Make no mistake. I live in a world where only the most brutal, ruthless men survive. Someone’s about to find out none of them is worse than me. Especially when it comes to protecting my girl. After all, they don’t call me ‘Barbaro’ for nothing.

When Senator Bjorn Girard needs a bodyguard to protect his daughter, he comes to my company for the job. From the moment I see her, I know I can’t let anyone else do it. Cory Girard belongs to me even if she doesn’t know it yet. She’s a little girl who needs my protection, but defying my rules puts her life in danger, and her father’s political career brings in more threats. Her enemies are my enemies. And after staking my claim, whoever touches or hurts her will learn the hard way that I’m not above breaking rules and crossing lines. Cory will soon realize just what it means to be mine. No way I’m letting her go.

I had just finished my last stop of the night when the call came in. A fire had broken out in an apartment building just blocks from my place. The fire department is already on site, but it’s customary to have the police interview witnesses in case the fire was deliberate, so I reluctantly take the call. A young girl sits on the curb outside the blaze with her head in her lap. It was her apartment where the blaze began. From this angle, she looks like a little girl, and I wonder if she’s even old enough to be on her own…until she lifts her head and nearly stops my heart. Even covered in soot, I’m arrested by her sight. By everything about her. Izyskannyy. I want to know her. I have to have her. I need to make her mine. How can a girl this perfect even exist? But she’s too young…too innocent for this world. I know she needs me to protect her. This little girl has lost everything and has nowhere to go, so I take her home with me. Make her my new roommate. Things could be perfect between us, but she’s hiding a dangerous secret. Someone from her past is just as obsessed with her as I am. I don’t know who he is yet, but he’s gonna learn one thing about me. When someone touches what’s mine, I turn into an animal.

As acting headmaster, I’m practically a shoo-in for the permanent spot. Since all I have in this world is the gym and my career, I want this promotion more than anything. The only thing that could possibly screw things up for me would be some sort of drama or an accusation of impropriety on my part, but something like that isn’t likely. That is…until Aria Kane walks into my office and turns my world upside down. Aria is an American exchange student whose supermodel mother relocated her here to Italy. This is her second year with us, but it’s the first time I’m meeting her face-to-face. Seems Ms. Kane has decided to habitually use her cell phone in class, and I need to discipline her. Mio dio. This girl is like a living work of art, and I’m alarmed by the realization that I want her…badly. I try to compose myself, but she isn’t making it easy. Can it be? Is this sexy, little thing trying to seduce me? When she proposes that I punish her bad behavior in class, my wafer-thin control almost snaps. Almost. This little girl is way younger than me. I shouldn’t even consider being involved with her. But all excuses fly out the window the moment her skin touches mine. With heat licking through my veins, there’s only one thought in my mind—I will have her. She will be mine. Now and forever. F\*ck the consequences.

When the rival family gunned down my best friend in cold blood, I made him a dying promise. I told him I’d take care of his daughter. But what the hell does the single boss of an up-and-coming crime family know about taking care of a child? The kid needs a nanny, which is why I call a service and tell them to send me some applicants. I’m too busy to spend my time on things like this, and I almost tell my man Rory to just pick one. That is…until I stick my head out of my office door and see her . She’s young and looks out of place sitting next to all of these seasoned caregivers, but damn is she stunning. Too beautiful to be real. She stands and walks toward me and my imagination runs wild with all of the things I’d like to do with her, preferably ending with her writhing under me and screaming, “Daddy.” Hired on the spot. Of f\*cking course. I don’t understand the intense reaction I have to this little girl, but something about her has me obsessed. More than that, the feral side of me rises to the surface… The need to devour her and bind her to me by filling her with my seed. There’s chaos all around me, and all I can think about is her. Once she’s mine, I need to end this war as fast as I can so she’ll be safe. There’s nothing I won’t do to protect her. Even if it means squaring off to the death with my enemies.

It’s my job to make sure the degenerates who borrow from the house pay their debts, and I have to say I do love my job. Nothing hypes me up faster than seeing the fear of death in some loser’s eyes. That’s why the casino keeps me around. I’m Chris the Collector and nobody is more successful at collecting than me. Tonight is a little different. The old timer I’m dealing with has a kid. A daughter waiting downstairs for him. I don’t like the idea of sending her home as an orphan, so I do my best to force him to cough up the money or come up with a plan. Then, I see her through the window. Dark, possessive thoughts fog my brain as blood rushes down south. Her father begs for an extension, and I give it to him…in exchange for the beautiful little girl leaning against his truck. Without hesitation, he makes her part of the deal. And it’s done. She’s coming home with me. I pretend to hire her as my dogs’ nanny. But really, she’s here because she’s mine. She’s about to find out how I take care of my girl. And when she does, she’s not gonna want to leave. I’m a man on a mission—to possess her completely, deliver my spend and bind her to me forever, and of course, keep her safe and happy. After all, that’s what a Daddy is for.

Nothing ever happens in this one-horse town, well, until something does. It’s all hands on deck when the dispatcher tells us about the call. A young girl, frightened out of her wits, says someone has broken into her house. We arrive and the first time I see her is when she swings a bat at me. That’s the moment that changes everything. This sweet, innocent little thing rocks my world. Now, more than ever, I know I have to protect her. It’s not just my job as sheriff. It’s what I have to do if I want to make her mine. And she will be. Anyone tries to hurt her, and all cosmic hell will break loose. Her Daddy will make them pay.

The first time I saw a picture of her in her red bathing suit smiling for the camera, I knew that Marissa Lynn Graves was going to be a sports sensation. As a sports agent, I’ve always had a knack for discovering talent. What I didn’t know when I looked at that first picture was how infatuated with her I would become. Over the next few months, I built myself a virtual shrine filled with photos and videos of her swim meets. Win or lose, it didn’t matter as long as I got to see her innocent smile, her blonde hair, and her perfect curves. Infatuation becomes obsession when she wins the Nationals and announces her intentions to try out for the Olympic team. So I fly out to Colorado to convince her that she needs me to get her to the Paris games. Can an older man like me convince this young woman that she needs me as a lover, too? Seeing her in person, I know I have to win her. I’ll get her that gold medal, but I also want my prize.

My name is Torin Tasios. After twenty years of loyal service, I’ve been offered a bump up in the Russian Mob. Pakhan? I like the sound of running my own crews, but there’s a problem that requires me to take a little cooling-off period before I begin. With nowhere else to go, I decide to return to my hometown and see my mother. I left this place when I was eighteen and never looked back. Sure, I kept in touch with my mother, but the life I wanted wasn’t going to be found in this one-horse town. Trouble has a way of finding some people, and as soon as I get off the bus, I see a couple of thugs roughing up a little girl. I don’t need to get in the middle of some small-town squabble, but I can’t let these assholes hurt this girl either. Which is why I find myself taking control of the situation, and boy am I glad that I did. This girl, so young and sweet, is the most beautiful girl I’ve ever laid eyes on. From the moment our eyes meet, I start seeing our future together. As I said, trouble has a way of finding some people, and it doesn’t take long for the problems I’ve been running away from to catch up to me. Now, I’ve put my mother, my hometown, and the girl of my dreams in danger, and I have to eliminate the threat before any harm comes to them.

Even in my wildest dreams, I can never imagine finding someone like Samantha standing at my door. Innocent, gorgeous, and scared out of her mind. My brother—the black sheep of the family—is ruthless, even from his prison cell, and he’s taken this girl as payment for her father’s gambling debts. Lucky for me, he sent her here to be my new maid. I know she’s mine. I just have to convince her of it. I’ve spent the last thirty-seven years content as a bachelor, but now, she’s all I can think about. I am obsessed with the primal need to possess her. The one thing I don’t expect is my brother’s early release from prison. Now it’s just a matter of time before the ghosts of his dangerous past darken my door. I need to keep Samantha from becoming collateral damage in his enemies’ plans for revenge. Even if it means cutting my ties to him. She’s my priority now. No one else.