His For A Week: Bought ~ Em Brown
Journalist Kimani goes undercover to expose a sex slave auction — but when ultra-wealthy Benjamin buys her for a week, she discovers an unexpected world of domination and desire…
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His For A Week: Bought ~ Em Brown
Journalist Kimani goes undercover to expose a sex slave auction — but when ultra-wealthy Benjamin buys her for a week, she discovers an unexpected world of domination and desire…
Saving Savannah ~ Krista Wolf
Three ripped, ‘college hunk’ moving men. One sizzling hot game of Truth or Dare. Who would’ve thought setting up my new apartment could be this much fun?
Just weeks before Halloween, Savannah is starting an all-new life in Salem, Massachusetts. So when her three absolutely gorgeous movers offer to come back later and help break in her new place? Pizza isn’t the only thing on the menu.
Wild About Her ~ Sara Hazel
*An older man younger curvy woman short romance from Sara Hazel*
William:
I’ve seen beauty in my life,
but nothing like her.
She’s sweet,
and real. The kind of real
I’ve been searching for.
I’m going to prove to her in one night
why I’m the man for her.
She’s my future wife
and I intend to make that happen
sooner rather than later.
Perfect Protector ~ Lauren Wood
My new boss is also my next-door neighbor.
I moved to Hartford as a single mom, looking for a better life.
Then comes Harvey. How am I supposed to deal with these new feelings?
Honestly?
I couldn’t.
Harvey was every girl’s fantasy.
He was a billionaire and sexy as hell.
And he knew it.
His tongue was too twisted to ignore.
The pleasure couldn’t be denied.
Harvey was way out of my league.
But all that was going to change.
Now I was pregnant and I needed him.
But then comes confusion.
Threats.
Fear.
Harvey is the only one that can protect me.
Make me feel alive.
How can I say no to the one man that makes me feel safe?
The Gay Haunting of a Gay Frat ~ Bro Biggly
I’m a big guy, especially where it counts. Lately, though, seems like a lot of people in this college town are looking right through me. And now my place is getting a reputation as a so-called haunted house.
Some of the frat guys say I’m a ghost. Not sure I’m ready to hang that label on myself, but…
Anyway, we’ve dreamed up a wild plan to haze this year’s crop of incoming freshmen. Let them spend a night in my big gay haunted house. When I say, “Boo,” it’s guaranteed to turn all those straight frat boys gay.