How does a naive divorcée write a novel that depicts the darkest bedroom desires... Kristen needs personal experience to inspire the sequel to her unexpected and titillating best seller. Ex-Navy Seal and private club owner, Devon, is all too happy to help. After a weekend of alluring, hands-on education, their temporary relationship shifts into something deeper. But while fighting their unexpected connection, a killer sets Devon in his sights, and Kristen is caught in the crossfire. Will they survive with their hearts and lives intact?

Between new clients and governmental contracts, Trident Security has grown by leaps and bounds. To accommodate the increased caseload, they’ve added a second team to their Tampa headquarters. After hiring seven “best of the best” from military and law enforcement backgrounds, they’ve put together a crackerjack group of six men and one woman. But before they’re turned out to handle their own missions, they must first prove they are a cohesive and capable unit.

No Way in Hell was previously published as two novellas. Those books have been combined into one and nothing has been added or removed from the story. Steel Corps - an elite, covert US military team led by Staff Sergeant Bea "Mic" Michaels, based out of a secure location in Pennsylvania.

While security operative Jason "Tuff" Tanner lives for dangerous assignments, he likes his downtime in his quiet neighborhood too. But that peacefulness is suddenly interrupted when his new next-door neighbor becomes a target for someone with nefarious intentions. Canine rescuer Concetta "Chet" Suarez brings all his protective instincts to the surface, along with feelings he's never experienced with any other woman. Will he lose her before he ever gets a chance to make her his?

Staff sergeant Bea “Mic” Michaels and her black-ops team Steel Corps do what others cannot: They execute missions unbeknownst to the public they ardently defend. Over time, their orders begin to chafe and questions arise. Around every turn is another trial threatening to rip their family asunder. From Colombia, to Mexico, to Russia, and beyond, each mission sucks them deeper into the darkness.

When the unthinkable befalls Alaska during a trip to Russia, it’s Drake’s turn to drop everything and race to her aid. Safely back at The Refuge, he just as quickly realizes what he’s failed to see for two decades—his oldest, dearest friend is the love of his life. A revelation that may be too little, too late. Because Drake’s brought the enemy right to their door.

Her car disabled during a tropical storm, Jessica Randall discovers the isolated house where she's sheltering is a private bondage club. At first shocked, she soon becomes aroused watching the interactions between the Doms and their subs. But she's a professional woman - an accountant - and surely isn't a submissive... is she?

When I met Donovan Kincaid, I knew he was rich. I didn’t know he was filthy. Truth be told, I was only trying to get his best friend to notice me. I knew poor scholarship girls like me didn't stand a chance against guys like Weston King and Donovan Kincaid, but I was in love with his world, their world, of parties and sex and power. I knew what I wanted - I knew who I wanted - until one night, their world tried to bite me back and Donovan saved me. He saved me, and then Weston finally noticed me, and I finally learned what it was to be in their world.

Six years ago, Maria Romano got her birthday wish—a kiss from Enzo Costa. A man she could never take her eyes off, but who seemed as haunted as her favorite book boyfriends and strictly off-limits. Just one unforgettable moment in the dark and then he was gone. Now Maria is a divorced single mom, moving on and open to romance again. Fatefully, it’s with the new head chef at her sister’s restaurant: Enzo. A gentler man than the one she remembers, yet fire still burns. And a warning still lingers: don’t get too close.

For the last year, I’ve wanted someone I can’t have. The man my father built his latest multimillion-dollar business with. He’s nearly a decade older than I am, and he’s entirely forbidden. The fact that he’s never given me a second glance only makes me long for him more.

Greg Hutchins is reluctantly adulting these days. When he’s assigned to a case that involves investigating a biochemical company, he meets a woman who’s sweeter than any candy. Noelle LaVigne has faced plenty of tragedy in her life, but she’s on the right path now. When the case becomes dangerous, both of their futures are on the line. And when the bullets start flying, they will have to learn to trust in each other if they hope to survive.

The CIA didn’t care if Agent Victoria Marshal lived or died in an Afghani hell-hole. Yet, she survived each torture session with single-minded determination, but human flesh has its limits. She knew her time was running short. Jacob King led a privately funded black ops group into that Afghani village to gather intelligence. He didn’t expect to find an American woman. He admired her brave humor in the face of her agonizing injuries. This kind of tough-minded woman was someone Jacob wanted to know, so he asked her for a date…same time, next year.

An Outlaw biker, born to protect, trained to kill. All I want is my freedom from the past, but the Sins of Wrath Motorcycle Club doesn't forget or let go. Then, I met her, and the world turned upside down. I just didn’t know how obsessed I was until she disappeared.

British ad exec Dylan Locke isn't looking for love. He isn't looking for fate. He's definitely not looking for Audrey Lind. She's pretty, far too young, and overly romantic - in short, exhausting. But when the girl, young enough to be his daughter, literally lands in his lap and asks for his expertise, he'd be lying if he said he wasn't interested. In her body, in her innocence, in her philosophy. In the kind of kismet that starts with kisses. But Audrey isn't looking for love either - she's looking for lessons, and she's certain Dylan knows everything she needs to learn.

In the Shadow World, he was the god of death, and he was called many names. The monsters he hunted called him Anubis. Those who saw his face died. To Guardian Security, he was a number - a surgical weapon they wielded against monstrous evil. One woman called him Kaeden Lang. Anubis never meant her to be anything except an interlude - a moment of light in the darkness of his life, a one-time escape from the ever-present haze of death.