Rule #1: Never fall for a client.Rule #2: Especially if the clients are three infuriatingly gorgeous rock stars who live for scandal.Too bad Dirty Bandit makes breaking rules feel like foreplay.I was hired to save their careers, not get tangled up in their sheets.Three of them — tattoos, egos the size of stadiums, and a talent for ruining lives. Absolute chaos.They should be my biggest headac...

★★★★★ "I loved everything about this story!"Wanted: one O.Found: three men who won’t stop until I get it.You’d think writing a sex advice column would make me an expert.Wrong.I’ve never had the Big O. Not once.And if my readers ever found out? Career = over.But when my roommate — my brother's hot, grumpy best friend — overhears my dirty littl...

It was supposed to be a harmless essay. What would you change about yourself?I thought I was being clever when I wrote about my V-card.Until my sexy English professor read it and decided to give me some very personal “extra credit.”Now he’s looking at me in ways no professor should — and bringing his friends along for the ride. Suddenly I’m getting a very naughty lesson in lust, and the syllabus is all hands-on....

Once upon a time, Beauty was given to the Beast.I was given three.My father gambled my freedom away, trading me to the Alekseev brothers — three Bratva hitmen with guns in their hands and sin in their eyes. I’m their captive, their collateral, their plaything.My virginity is their bargaining chip, and I should hate them for it.But hate doesn’t explain the way my body burns when they’re near.Hate does...

I accidentally bought a hockey star at a charity auction.Don’t ask me how—it happened fast. One minute I was sipping champagne, the next I was “dating” Rake Hanson, the league’s grumpiest player.Correction: a musclebound, six-foot-four mistake.Rake Hanson is a walking cliché: too many abs, zero personality, and a jawline sharp enough to cut glass. Not my type. At all.Our chemistry? Frozen.Our date? A disaster.

I got lost in the woods, twisted my ankle, and somehow ended up living with four giant, ex-military mountain men.Yeah. Just your typical Tuesday.They hauled me into their cabin, patched me up, and gave me one simple rule: don’t snoop.Note to self: when four mountain men tell you not to do something, maybe listen.Now they’re mad, I’m tied to a bed (rude), and sparks are flying hotter than the cabin’s woodstove.They’re...

No matter how much time we spend together, I’ll never become special to you.Childhood best friends. Two halves of a whole. The cool, smart one who’s good at almost everything, and his average, dorky friend who struggles to do anything right-Yamato and Kakeru. Always by the other’s side, but not together in the way they truly want to be. No matter how hard they try, their hearts cannot reach each other…

Three cowboys. One ranch. Zero chill.I came here for thirty days, some cute cowboy boots, and a fat inheritance. Easy money, right?Except I didn’t plan on three cowboys with broad shoulders, sinful smirks, and way too much attitude.One’s grumpy, one’s cocky, and one’s steady as stone. Together, they’re temptation in worn jeans and boots—and they can’t seem to decide if they want to drive me off the land… or drive me wild.I should focus on th...

First published in the 1940s and widely condemned as obscene, The Egyptian outsold every other American novel published that same year, and remains a classic; readers worldwide have testified to its life-changing power. It is a full-bodied re-creation of a largely forgotten era in the world’s history: an Egypt when pharaohs contended with the near-collapse of history’s greatest empire. This epic tale encompasses the whole of the then-known world, from Babylon to Crete, from Thebes to Jerus...

They didn’t just save me. They claimed me.Sin City’s most dangerous men — brothers and mafia kingpins Luca and Leo Borroni — rescued me from a massacre, but their price isn’t money.It’s me.I’m their newest obsession — and their debt to collect.They call it a game, but the stakes are my body and my heart. Their rules are twisted. Their touches ruin me.I’m the pawn, and the only rule is surrender....

Dear Santa:It’s okay that I have to spend Christmas by myself.Alone. In my apartment. Quarantined.No gifts. No cheer. No feast.But really. It’s fine.And I’ll continue to ignore my hot next door neighbors. Three guys who make my knees weak.Even though they invited me over for a holiday feast.I mean, we’re supposed to be in quarantine, right?Or not.Don’t I deserv...

I’m not your boyfriend. And I’ll never be your husband.But I will be yours—for one night.And once that night ends, you’ll never forget the pleasure I gave you.It will be yours forever.Even if I’m not.Keep your heart out of it. I do. It’s my job.To give you an experience you can’t forget.What’s not to love? Well, me.Get ready for the gentlemen famous for making women curl their toes, forget...