Bøger af Marcella Swann

Callie He sees right through me. I like it. No, I crave it. His attention is like an opiate without which I can't live. It isn't about the money. It isn't about the power. Then what? I ask myself even though I already know. He is the summit of the mountain I can't scale, no matter which tools I use. I would give him my body, but he tosses women away without a glance. I could offer my mind, but he'd play me like an instrument. He has mastered life and everything in it. He holds the secrets. He is everything I want and cannot get for myself. I'll find his weakness and when I do ... Alec I've grown bored with success. The extraordinary has become my routine. Then she walked into my seminar and I felt the flame of challenge. It heated my loins and lit the long-forgotten cravings for the unquenchable fire. I wanted her mind, her innocence, her adoration and her body between my thighs. It wasn't her youth, not even her siren's body. It was the untilled soil of her potential that drew me toward her. She was the only thing I could not buy, could not create and could not command. She was the supreme protégé; the urn to receive my carefully-cultivated, highly-sensitive awareness. She sat there before me, willing and adoring. Could I resist my urge to make her what I wanted her to be? Could I leave her richer for having been with me? Could I leave her ... ever? My Dream Job is a 30,000-word stand-alone romance novella with no cliffhangers, no cheating and a beautiful HEA. The book is intended for readers 18 years of age or older.

SiennaI never hook up with bad boys . . . except for that one time. I knew I shouldn't but he was so hot. Steamy. Passionate. It was incredible. I left him a note the next morning but he never called.Next thing I know, I'm pregnant. Me and my little girl have made it through but it's been hell.Now he's back but he doesn't know the half of it-doesn't know about his daughter . . . our daughter.His hotness made me do a stupid thing five years go, but not this time.If he thinks he can freakin' waltz back into my life . . . My little girl absolutely loves the guy though and, well, he's got a billion dollars coming to him. F***!BobbyI had her for one night.It was hot. It was right. It was incredible. I've never really shaken her from my thoughts. It's still the best night of my life and, trust me, I've had plenty of Netflix and chill action since.But she was gone by the morning. Fine. I can play that game, too. So I bolted--got the heck outta dodge. Now I got a billion bucks coming my way.One catch, though: I've got to get my shit together and clean up my act.Or else my uncle's money goes elsewhere-to my shitty cousin.But f*** the money, no one's gonna mess with my woman-and my daughter.Their mine. I'll do what I have to protect them. To make things right.So bring it on. This is gonna be fun.

Alright, here's the deal.Everybody knows somebody whose Facebook relationship status should be 'Still banging my ex.'Not me, though. I'm totally serious.I'm not dating him again. Trust me on this.I can't. Really. He's the biggest investor in my startup.Our affair was short. Intense. Sensual.As in sweaty sensual.

I can't. Can I?He's hot. Achingly so.I just want to rip his clothes off.But that bad boy pop star is totally forbidden.On so many levels, not the least of which he's a patient.In our treatment clinic.Yeah, I know.Rich. Famous. Alpha. Hottie.So, yeah, I can't stop thinking of him.I'm a good girl. A nurse. He's got women throwing themselves at him.But, damn, he's all over me.Flirting, touching ... kissing. Me.He says I'm his. And I'm falling ... hard.This is gonna get freaky real fast.I can't go there.Cross that line.Maybe I already have.OMG!Get this Santa Barbara Secrets series sexy read now! **Due to adult language and sexual situations, the book is intended for mature audiences.

They were lovers ... once.No way she's getting horizontal with the bad boy ... again.But she does need one thing ... his loins.He's the bad boy of comedy and he's blowing up. Everybody wants a piece of the next big thing. Except his ex-lover-turned-manager. She's just put it to him straight. Give me the fruit of your loins. In a cup, preferably with a screw top-lid. Then it's sayonnara, baby.What ... the ... f**k!Here's the thing: they've made it to the top. Together. She's as funny as he is, has curves so hot they can melt steel, and together they've honed his act and clawed their way from dive bars and back alley joints to the bigtime. He's so close to busting into the A list he can taste it. The best stand-up funny guy in the history of the planet. Move over, Richard Pryor. Go big or go home, baby.The problem is that she plans to do just that.Noooo! She can't leave. Can she?And what about that stuff about my loins?You'll love this steamy second-chance romantic comedy because can't buy love-but you can pay heavily for it.Get it now.