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BLURBLena got back from work one evening and was greeted with the most heartbreaking scene of her life. Her own fiancee who she wanted to spend the rest of her life with was engaging her step sister.Dejectedly and drugged, she left the house and staggered into the wrong room in a club and ended up getting laid by an unknown man. Six years after finding out she was pregnant and leaving the city, she came back but this time around, with two set of identical twins( quadruplet)She started working for the most cold hearted billionaire in the city, Denzel. As fate would have it, she was able to melt his cold heart and they started a relationship.But things took a wrong turn when Lena found out that Denzel was the father of her quadruplet, the same man that took advantage of her drugged state years ago. Now, all she wanted was to keep her babies away from this man. But how will that be possible when the same man she wants to stay away from is the same man her quadruplet grew to love so much? She came back one day only for her kids to rush to her and exclaim;" Mommy, mommy, we've finally found our super rich daddy! "

I've been called wild. Dirty. Untamed. I moved to the woods to get away from the bullsh*t of the city. People there don't understand a man like me. I work hard, and my hands are as calloused as my heart. And nothing’s gonna change that. Then I meet Harper. A storm brought her to my doorstep, and soon enough I take her in my arms. And on the floor. And on the table. And in the great outdoors. But this girl keeps running. She says she has a problem that a wild man like me can’t fix. But she’s wrong—I can be everything she needs. I just have to prove that to her. Dear Reader, TIMBER features an untamed man who takes a virgin. Please don't read if you're not ready for hot sex that will make you reach for that vibrator hidden under your pillow. If the batteries are out, your own hand will do. No shame, babycakes. Enjoy this steamy story! You deserve it.

A steamy new full-length standalone novel by Amazon bestselling authors C.M. Seabrook and Frankie Love! I had it all planned out. I'd find a girl, marry her, get the white picket fence and make a family. But then a baby is dropped off at my doorstep. My baby. Turns out I'm more than an NFL quarterback -- I'm a father. And my daughter's mother is missing. Or she ran away. No one knows, not even her sister Aria Ryan. Aria carries a gentle grace that doesn't match her story. She has every reason to run -- her sister has made her life a living hell. But Aria is different. And I want her to stay. A baby changes everything and this game I'm playing isn't won on the field. It's dirty, it's dangerous, and I'm in it to win it. Game Change Baby features Tatum Madden, from the Princeton Charming books! This time he isn't letting the girl of his dreams get away. He's fighting for more than touch down -- he's fighting for his daughter's life.

I never intended on time travelling to the Stone Age during my Special Ops mission – but it’s not the first thing in my life to get effed up. To say I didn’t have a happy childhood is an understatement – that’s why I joined the military first chance I got. And to be honest – living alone on the beach isn’t the worst way to live out my days. But all that changes the moment Fancy winds up on my coastline. She’s sexy, confident and smart as hell. And she seems downright happy to be here. Chipper in ways I really can’t handle. And she’s got ideas about making a baby. Plans, really. Funny thing is, it’s not me she’s interested in. She wants to hatch this egg I found. She thinks our future depends on it. Me? The only thing I want is her.

Tears can’t wash away the betrayal that haunts them both… After two years as a widow, Jessie McKay has decided it’s time to move on. Her first night out as a single woman, her former brother-in-law Brandt shows up and is shocked by her reckless behavior. Jessie breaks down, hating the reminder that she chose the wrong brother years ago. Brandt McKay has avoided his sweet sister-in-law since realizing his feelings for her were far from brotherly. But when he’s faced with proof of Luke’s infidelity, Brandt is forced to ask for Jessie’s help taking care of Luke’s child. Jessie agrees on one condition—Brandt has to surrender to the chemistry that’s always simmered between them. As their time as lovers and guardians nears its end, Brandt wants to make the temporary situation permanent. He’s proven to Jessie he’s the one-woman man his brother couldn’t be. But Jessie is still shaken by feelings she’s sworn never to have again for any man…especially not another McKay.

Jessica Lawrence was the most devoted child before her father wed his secretary in the wake of her mother's death, Jessica's life slowly turned 365 degrees after her stepsister drugged her and her father sent her to Poland, severing all ties with her. That one-night stand caused her to become pregnant, giving birth to Cornell who was a brilliant child. But the man Jessica spent the night with was a well-known business tycoon and a sophisticated Billionaire Liam Grey. Liam Grey intended to find her but mistook Jessica's step-sister for her. Jessica's destiny worked overtime to ensure that she was with Liam when she returned with her son after seven years. “My sweetheart, you are mine. And you are powerless to stop me from touching you," Liam Grey spoke huskily. When his son suddenly barged in, “Daddy, Mommy is precious. You can't hurt her." “Your mommy is my life. How can I hurt my life? And stop hogging her time. You've had your mother's love for seven years. It's now my turn to monopolize her affection." “Urgh! You two are annoying!” Pouted Jessica left the room.

Welcome to my story. This book is a mere collection of nightmares, without any pretensions but to let you enter the intricate folds of my mind. I think everyone has experienced nightmares in their life, whether asleep or awake; I can well say I am an impressive expert on sleeping terrors. Close-eyed nightmares are my personal curse: I have been having them since I was a child, and I could never explain the reason why. My childhood was always related to the fear that something catastrophic was about to happen, either to me or to the people I loved. I usually felt something akin to a cold breath on my neck that made my hair stand on end; that icy, slimy hand touching your back which makes you startle, aghast. Oftentimes my vision went completely dark, so that I had to go and lie down on my bed in order to feel more at ease; yet, even entering my bedroom I dreaded what would happen when I finally closed my eyes. Things did not improve at all in my teen years: every time, soon after a dream I woke up in a sweat, shivering. After such nights I obviously had to face life again like everyone else, though still doubtful about my future; but it was whenever I had personal choices to make, that the nightmares worsened. At those times my life easily became hell; I closed myself off entirely and always wondered what I had achieved so far and what I wanted next from my life. Over time I have come to write my dreams down in order to understand them, alongside my wishes, to see if they come true. This has helped me shed some light more than once. But back to nightmares. I then thought to myself that I would tell you all about my terrors, embellishing each one and including them in a collection of every spine-chilling thrill I have ever experienced. I apologise for this chilly gift on my part, but my mind likewise is as cold and messy a place. It is the mind of a woman, of a fighter who openly faced evil, and chose to talk about it. Though my words could sometimes wound the more susceptible souls, I do not mean to claim the moral high ground over any of you. Everyone has their own worldview; we feel and shape everything around us accordingly. And after all the ordeals I have endured through life, I now strive to use my inner eye in order to create a more fruitful vision of the future. I would like to see a future full of dreams, studies, travels: dreams are basically wishes our hearts make. As to nightmares, though... Close-eyed nightmares have always been my speciality, and there are several reasons behind this phenomenon, but the main one is probably that I am a tolerant person, yet emotional and sensitive; over the course of my life I have in fact experienced both thorns in my side and many a rainy day. But I have always sought light to illustrate this part of me, so I will tell you of my favourite poem: Mother to Son, by Langston Hughes.