I’m terrified of giant men. But when Leif volunteered to scare off my stalker by pretending to be my boyfriend, I knew the gorgeous hulking security tech was the perfect man for the job.

Unable to handle confrontation, I often hid at Ray’s Diner. My distress must have been evident if a sexy stranger came over to help me.

It was sweet that Leif was upset I’d missed half of the summer while hiding from Craig. But when our fake relationship started turning real, it made me nervous in a new way.

I’d never had a boyfriend before, fake or real. The heat between us was startling, and it was incredible to feel my lust wake up from its long slumber.

Even when he was speaking to the chandelier, Leif said everything I’d ever wanted to hear. He cared for me so intensely it made my heart flutter. But secrets and omissions were also things I was just not ready to deal with.

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*This steamy light romance novella is filled with feel-good moments, some heat, and of course, a HEA.*
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I never thought my curves were desirable.
Until a hot, older stranger walks in on me—naked.

I’m in my hotel room, shimmying in front of the mirror, feeling anything but sexy.

Then I turn.
And he’s there.
Shirtless, unapologetic, and holding a key to my room.

His eyes slowly take in every inch of me.
“You have no idea what those curves are doing to my self-control.”

That night in the marble shower—hot and steamy—he couldn’t get enough of me.

But I ran, never to see him again.

Until I walk into a job interview.
And he‘s behind the desk.

Morgan Bale. Billionaire CEO. Luxury resort mogul.

My new boss.

But now he’s arrogant and cold.
And pretends not to recognize me.

Fine. I’ll pretend too.

Because this is every travel writer’s dream job.
See the world. One five-star destination at a time.

There’s just one catch.

It’s with him.
Day and night.
And I have to pretend to be his fiancée.

And to top it all off?

I’m staring at two pink lines.

WRONG ROOM, RIGHT BILLIONAIRE is a full-length standalone, age gap, fake dating romance with delicious heat and heart. HEA guaranteed!

Tropes: Billionaire romance, CEO boss, silver fox, age gap, fake fiance, secret pregnancy (twins), travel romance, he falls first, steamy.

I was seconds from becoming another man’s wife.
Then the cathedral doors exploded.
The most feared Pakhan in New York walked through the smoke.

He wasn’t there for me.
He came to collect a debt.

Then he looked at me.
Everything changed.

He shot my fiancé.
Picked me up like I already belonged to him.
Walked out while my father declared war.

Now I’m trapped inside his fortress.
The monster who stole me says I’m only leverage.

So why does he watch me like he’ll kill anyone who breathes too close?

Why does he sleep outside my bedroom door?

Why does the devil everyone fears become the only place I feel safe?

Then the man everyone watched die comes back.
And he wants me back.

Too bad.
The Pakhan never returns what he steals.

Reader’s Note:

Get ready for a kidnapped bride, ruthless Pakhan, forced marriage, age gap, silver fox hero, enemies-to-lovers, captive romance, touch-her-and-die obsession, possessive mafia king, morally gray antihero, mafia war, emotional healing, and a guaranteed HEA.

Enjoy the ride!

From New York Times and USA Today bestselling author comes a brand new sizzling summer read that will have you laughing, swooning . . . and sweating.

Scottie Price just started a new job and it’s a real sausage fest. She’s the only woman on a team filled with Brads and Chads. Expecting a bachelor pad atmosphere, she is quickly corrected when she finds out everyone is happily married.

In an effort to impress her boss, Scottie mentions her nonexistent husband in a company meeting. But eagle-eyed Chad points out her lack of wedding ring. Panicked, Scottie creates a story about her unhappy marriage. Unfortunately for Scottie, her boss has a solution—a one-on-one session with the best marriage counselor in the Northeast, who happens to be her boss’s husband.

With no way out of her lie, Scottie agrees to see him. Frantic, she calls in help from her best friend who sets her up with his brother, an improv-obsessed millionaire.

Enter Wilder Wells. More than happy to take on the job, he teaches Scottie the main rule of improv: always say yes. But the rule backfires during the session when Wilder signs them up for an eight-day summer marriage camp with all of Scottie’s co-workers where she’ll have to share a cabin with her way-too-handsome fake husband.

I accidentally flashed the pakhan at his own wedding.
He said no to the bride.
And got me pregnant with his baby.

Marrying couples is my job.
Ruining weddings is not.
But when I hear the bride and groom arguing outside, I know we’re off to a bad start.

She’s pregnant. He never wanted kids. They had a deal.
Not my problem.

My problem is this dress I’m trying to put on — two sizes too ambitious since I discovered stress baking.
I squeeze in anyway.

Don’t take big breaths, I tell myself.
Marry them and go home.

Then I see the groom.
Six feet of muscle and ink.
Eyes like the Arctic.
The most beautiful jerk I’ve ever refused to look at.

I make it through the vows.
Almost.
Because right at the crucial moment, I take…
One. Big. Breath.

R-r-rip.

My dress splits.
My breast pops out.
And I flash a hundred guests, one bride, and the most dangerous man in the city.

The room goes silent.
The bride says: “I do.”
The groom’s eyes find me and linger for a moment too long.
He says: “I don’t.”

Chaos erupts.
The bride wants to kill me.
I want the earth to open up and swallow me.

You think it doesn’t get worse than that?
Of course it does.

Because a week later, I’m living under his roof, in his gilded cage.
Working for the same man who left his bride at the altar over her pregnancy.

Three weeks later, I’m pregnant with his baby.
A baby he swore he never wanted.
And he has no idea.


Welcome to Laurov Bratva!
Cruel Obsession is a Russian dark mafia romance, and it is the first book in the Laurov Bratva duo.
For the best experience, read the books in order.
Enjoy! xoxo

My ex cheated on me with my best friend.
His father made me forget they both exist.

I went to collect my things and leave the past behind.
Instead, I crashed my car in a snowstorm
and ended up snowed in with a man
who made me feel more in one night
than my ex did in two years.

Then I learned his name.

Anton Sokolov.
My ex’s father.
Bratva boss. Twice my age.
And not the kind of man you walk away from.

One snowed-in night changed everything.
Two pink lines made it permanent.

Now my ex wants me back.
And he’s sending men to make sure of it.
And Anton?

He doesn’t ask if I’m staying.
He decides.

Because Anton Sokolov protects what’s his.
And he’s decided I belong to him now.