The Laywer

The Single Dad

Most college-aged girls go to Europe to experience their sexual awakening. All I had to do was come home. Ford Dalton isn’t the kind of man I’d look at twice—because I can’t stop looking at him at all. We can’t take our hands off each other in the bar. Back at his house, it’s our lips. And in his bed? There isn’t a single part of us that’s not on fire. One night would never be long enough for Ford to show me every delicious thing he can do to my body.

The Lover

The attraction was undeniable. Our chemistry was scorching hot. But he wasn’t my husband. My once treasured marriage was now flawed and imperfect. By the time the guilt set in, it was too late. Reality was trying to keep me from my obsession. My husband was that reality. My obsession was West, but he was forbidden. Taken. Married. We were swingers. It was the perfect arrangement. Until I fell in love … With West.

When Ashes Fall

It’s been said that you can’t love two men at the same time. You can’t split your heart, soul, and body in half. But I’m here to tell you, you can. Dylan Cole is like ice, sharp and unpredictable, the thunder inside a tumultuous storm. Smith Reid is warmth, soft and gentle, perfect like a sunny day. Both are mine. But I can have only one. There are two sides to this tale. I'm here to tell you mine. If you think this story is about a cheater, you couldn’t be more wrong.

Rejected Luna, Claimed by the King

As a wolfless charity case at the Hyde Pack's celebration, my world shattered when Braydon, my supposed protector, publicly announced Katherine Parrish as his Luna, erasing me. Heartbroken, I fled into a terrifying contract marriage with Alpha King Dallas Marshall for protection. Braydon's public assault and threats forced me to reveal my secret marriage, challenging the King. My "protection" felt like a prison. Braydon revealed I was a "key" to power, not a mate, confirming my fears. Enraged by my attempt to take a morning-after pill, Dallas forced me to swallow it, then branded my lips with a furious kiss. His chilling silence hardened my resolve. I immediately drafted an addendum to our contract, setting strict boundaries to reclaim control.

He Thought I Was A Doormat, Until I Ruined Him

The sterile white of the operating room blurred, then sharpened, as Skye Sterling felt the cold clawing its way up her body. The heart monitor flatlined, a steady, high-pitched whine announcing her end. Her uterus had been removed, a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding, but the blood wouldn't clot. It just kept flowing, warm and sticky, pooling beneath her. Through heavy eyes, she saw a trembling nurse holding a phone on speaker. "Mr. Kensington," the nurse's voice cracked, "your wife... she's critical." A pause, then a sweet, poisonous giggle. Seraphina Miller. "Liam is in the shower," Seraphina's voice purred. "Stop calling, Skye. It's pathetic. Faking a medical emergency on our anniversary? Even for you, that's low." Then, Liam's bored voice: "If she dies, call the funeral home. I have a meeting in the morning." Click. The line went dead. A second later, so did Skye. The darkness that followed was absolute, suffocating, a black ocean crushing her lungs. She screamed into the void, a silent, agonizing wail of regret for loving a man who saw her as a nuisance, for dying without ever truly living. Until she died, she didn't understand. Why was her life so tragically wasted? Why did her husband, the man she loved, abandon her so cruelly? The injustice of it all burned hotter than the fever in her body. Then, the air rushed back in. Skye gasped, her body convulsing violently on the mattress. Her eyes flew open, wide and terrified, staring blindly into the darkness. Her trembling hand reached for her phone. May 12th. Five years ago. She was back.

Sexy Behind The Mask

She hides behind ugly suits and fake names. He's done trusting women. When they meet in a masked sex club, neither realizes they've been fighting each other across boardroom tables for eighteen months. At Taylor Industries, she's Joy Smith-the frumpy CFO who drowns her curves in shapeless polyester and wearing a wig. At home, she's the forgotten wife of a cheating lawyer who hasn't touched her in so long she's starting to wonder if she's broken. When she finds hot pink lace panties stuffed in her couch cushions...definitely not hers, it's not heartbreak she feels. It's freedom. Grayson Taylor doesn't do relationships anymore. Not after walking in on his actress fiancée with another woman. Now he channels everything into hostile takeovers and board meetings, especially the ones where his overcautious CFO fights him on every goddamn acquisition. Joy Smith is brilliant, infuriating, and funny when he pushes all her buttons. But Honey is tired of being invisible. Tired of never having felt real pleasure. So, when her best friend gives her the details of The Velvet Room-Manhattan's most exclusive masked club-she promises herself just one night. One night to find out if her husband's right, if she really is frigid, or if she's just never been touched by the right hands. She doesn't expect the masked stranger who claims her the second she walks in. Doesn't expect the chemistry that ignites between them, the way he makes her body sing, or the orgasms that leave her shaking. Doesn't expect him to hand her an email address with one command: "Only me. No one else touches you."

Hell In His Eyes, Heaven In His Kiss

Gabriela learned her boyfriend had been two-timing her and writing her off as a brainless bimbo, so she drowned her heartache in reckless adventure. One sultry blackout night she tumbled into bed with a stranger, then slunk away at dawn, convinced she'd succumbed to a notorious playboy. She prayed she'd never see him again. Yet the man beneath those sheets was actually Wesley, the decisive, ice-cool, unshakeable CEO who signed her paychecks. Assuming her heart was elsewhere, Wesley returned to the office cloaked in calm, but every polite smile masked a dark surge of possessive jealousy.

Marriage Of Deceit

"Where are we going?" I asked. He didn't answer, he only pulled off his shirt. He loosened his belt, and threw it on the car floor. I panicked seeing that he wasn't himself, I turned to the door trying to open it. But it was locked, I turned around and he was now closer to me. His face facing mine, he dropped his head on my shoulders. "Aurora, can I have you? Trust me I will be gentle." He spoke to me for the first time. The way he said it low, sent a chill down my spine. So Rylan could talk? His voice was deep like an ocean sound. I was scared that I would know his secret now. But why did he keep it a secret from me? It shows he doesn't trust me. But why am I feeling down? Its nothing afterall I will be leaving this marriage soon. I pushed him off but he held my hands placing it on his bare chest. His body was hot and enticing. I couldn't resist it, I played my hands on his bare skin. "Aurora, please let me touch me. I am not feeling good. I'm burning up. I will give you anything you want if you let me." he said in his most soft tone I ever heard from him. I raised my head, locking our gaze, his eyes were soft and pleading like a puppy begging for cuddling from.his owner. He seemed so hungry like a wolf praying before he devoured his food.  .................... "Witness to a Murder and turned out to be the Bride of the Killer. Aurora is the adopted daughter of the Grey family who knows nothing about her past or even present. Her forced marriage turns deadly as she recalls the face of the murderer, who turned out to be her supposed Husband. Aurora concocts a desperate plan, to escape the marriage not knowing she was betrothed to him at birth. She falls into a deceitful marriage filled with calculations and lies. Rylan Blackwood- her now husband,  the mute grandson and heir to the Blackwood family.  He is known to be weak and a deaf and dumb. A man who can't win his mother and is controlled by her fingertips. Can Aurora find her past self? What if this Marriage of Deceit holds the real key to unlock her forgotten past?

The Lycan Princess & the Lethal Potions Wiz

THEY COULDN'T BE TOGETHER AT THE START. ARE THEY DESTINED TO STAY APART UNTIL THE END? She's the heir to the throne, yet her heart is calling after something else... Princess Reida's academic pursuit takes her on a journey to Incanta – a world inhabited by witches, wizards, dragon shifters, wraiths, and irascibles. While her mind is broadened and mystified just as she'd hoped, developing feelings for a certain wizard was not part of her plan, especially not when he is her professor. He's no stranger to injustice, but the biggest one may be his undoing... Professor Theodore Ischyrós is ambitious and accomplished in a way few beings are. He keeps his past close at all times and has learned to mistrust and doubt almost everyone. The moment he laid eyes on her he knew he'd been struck by magic. The moment she began speaking he knew he was done for. He's determined to keep professional lines clear until she graduated. But when that day comes, would she be available for him to pursue? She's a princess – the heir to the lycan throne, and his best friend's cousin. And things only get worse when the heir to Incanta's throne seems to be after her hand as well. Will Theodore be able to convince Reida to choose him, or are they destined to stay behind professional lines forever, being within reach but never together? This is BOOK FOUR of the series but can be read as a standalone. *** BOOK ONE: The 5-Time Rejected Gamma & the Lycan King BOOK TWO: The Rogues Who Went Rogue BOOK THREE: The Indomitable Huntress & the Hardened Duke