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When three gorgeous chefs decide they want to expand their restaurant right into my boutique next door, things start to heat up. In more ways than one. With big dreams and bigger egos, three sinfully handsome restaurant owners are out to grow their culinary empire. Problem is, my little pet store is right in their way. But I’m not going down without a fight. I don't care how hot they are. Or how they look at me with hungry eyes.

Okay. So I’m not perfect. In fact, I might have a little problem. And it might involve breaking the law. So, when mob boss Leo Borroni and his buddies catch me in the act, well, I’m pretty much screwed. They take bets on how far I’ll go to get out of the mess I'm in. And the winner? Well, it looks like he gets...me.

This time, there’s no escaping. I played a game with the bratva and lost. Now, I have to pay the price, dragged deep into a world of immoral, twisted, obsessed men. And this time, there’s no escaping the dangerous, evil men who plan to make money off me, even if it destroys me.

I should know better than to trust a bunch of pretty faces. The charmer: killing me with his hot Irish accent. The rebel: giving his rich family the middle finger. The single dad: raising his baby alone. The nerd: always with his nose stuck in a book. But when these four gorgeous men walk off the runway and into my life, I find it's not just the hours and lousy pay in fashion that are, um, hard. And what do these guys have in common? Me.  

This hot, over-the-top romance includes sexy professors with a penchant for pursuing and protecting the college coeds who give them a run for their money. If you love outrageously naughty stories as a way to indulge your not-so-secret bad girl side, this is for you.

You will marry me. Our wedding will be in your father’s hotel. You will invite 200 guests so we have plenty of witnesses on our happy day. Your father will walk you down the aisle, dance with you, and give a delighted speech. Then, you will come home with me, where we will live happily-ever-after. You have two weeks to pull this together. And if you try to disappear during that time, I will find you. And when I do, both you and your father will find yourselves in a very...unfortunate situation.

My hellish enemies have sealed my fate. And made a very big mistake. There will be no forgiveness. Only revenge. The vicious kind. I’ve become as savage and ruthless as they are.

Fast paced, fun, and full of seriously naughty revenge...When four mountain mercenaries found me alone in a bar, in a dirty wedding dress, and with mascara stains under my eyes, deep into several shots of tequila, they had a few questions. Like WTF? When they learned about the a-holes who used me in their quest to get ahead - who lied, stole, and tossed me aside like a piece of human garbage, they set out to exact revenge. Those people, who exploited me and preyed on my innocence, should have just killed me because now they’re going to pay, thanks to my men.

They say don't go into business, or to bed, with friends. But what if those friends are four hardcore rich and handsome alpha players? Did I really think I could keep it clean with guys like that? And when reality set in, I realized dirty was much more fun. That's my kind of business. Four different men, alpha as hell, and serious as hell about their special, secret nightclub. The biggest thing they had in common? Me, and what they wanted to do to me behind closed doors. 

This hot, over-the-top romance includes sexy professors with a penchant for pursuing and protecting the college coeds who give them a run for their money. If you love outrageously naughty stories as a way to indulge your not-so-secret bad girl side, this story is for you.

She saw something she should not have. That happens when you’re in the wrong place at the wrong time. And when you meet the wrong man - me. Her sister’s gone now, and her own life is in danger. Not my problem I say. But she was so different. So, I made a deal to help. And my deal was just as filthy as you’d think.

When my college crush, Talbot Richardson, was elected to the United States Senate, I bragged a little too loudly that I knew him. Oops. Did I really know the sexiest, slickest guy on campus? Not a chance in hell. Unless knowing someone is following them around campus to see which dorm they live in, and which class they have at 8 a.m. on Wednesdays. Thanks to my big mouth, the paper I work for now expects me to do a story on him. Surely he’ll meet with me since we went to college together? Right? Logical assumption, except that he doesn’t know me from a hole in the wall.