I can't stop thinking about that prick. Caulter Sterling is a prick. A filthy-mouthed, womanizing, crude, spoiled, arrogant prick. The tattooed, pierced, panty-melting-hot son of a celebrity. I hate him. He's slept his way through practically every girl at Brighton Academy. Except for me. I'm the good girl. The responsible girl. The 4.0, class president, studied-so-much-she-never-lost-the-big-V girl. And in celebration of graduation and adulthood, I just made the worst decision in the history of ever. I lost my V-card to the devil himself. It was just one night. So what if it was mind-blowing? Hit it and quit it. Except I just found out that my father - the Senator, the Presidential hopeful - is marrying Caulter's mother. Oh, and this summer? We're hitting the campaign trail. One big happy family. I'm totally f**ked.

I call him “Tool” because he’s a dick. Gaige O’Neal is nicknamed “Tool” because of what he’s packing. Rumor is, he’s well equipped. I wouldn’t know. I’ve never had the pleasure. He’s a cocky, entitled, insufferable a**hole who’s as reckless with women as he is with that stupid motorcycle he races. He’s also my stepbrother. Lucky me. It’s been four years since I’ve seen him. Four years since he’s made me so frustrated I could scream. Four years since he’s given me that look, the one that makes me instantly wet. So it’s just f**ing fitting that the first time I see him in four years, he’s buried beneath three scantily clad blondes. Now I’m stuck here under the same roof with him while he recovers from a racing injury. An injury that clearly hasn’t affected the use of his tool. The problem is, as much as I despise him, I just can’t help myself. I want to find out what kind of tool he's working with.

Prince Albert is a royal prick.He’s the most famous one on the planet – wealthy, gorgeous, and a notorious playboy. He’s also the most conceited, insufferable, arrogant man I’ve ever met.Did I mention he’s a freaking prince? An actual, real life Prince Not-So-Charming.He’s tattooed and pierced, too. Prince Albert has a Prince Albert piercing. That\'s right – he\'s pierced you-know-where. Allegedly. I’ve never seen it.My mother is marrying a king. Being a princess is every girl’s fantasy, right?Except that means Albie is my new stepbrother.Oh, and one more thing -- I accidentally married him.We’re keeping the biggest secret on the planet.Ever heard the fairy tale about the Princess and her stepbrother?Yeah, I didn’t think so.I’m royally screwed. 

Hendrix "Cannon" Cole is a major D*ck. That\'s D*ck with a capital D. He\'s nicknamed "Cannon" because of the weapon between his legs. He\'s damaged, dirty, and demanding. A sexy-as-f*ck ex-Marine. My stepbrother. I used to hate him. Then I loved him. Then I hated him again. Our history is complicated. But my family thinks he\'s the perfect solution to my problem. A scandal has thrown me into the limelight, and I\'ll be screwed if I don\'t stay on the straight and narrow. Now, Hendrix\'s new job is making sure I behave. What I didn\'t count on was being stuck spending every waking moment with him. The heat between us is explosive. But if he fires that cannon, we\'ll both get burned. **This is a standalone novel with a HEA**

He's a globe-trotting photo-journalist.And her new step-dad's brother. She's 18. He's 30.We don't really need to say more, right? Admit it... You're already hooked!

Step Brother: 1 — TatumBefore I even opened my eyes, I could tell that my headache was going to be the kind that lasted all day. I needed ibuprofen, water, and more sleep, but my cell phone was insisting that I wake up. I rolled over to grab the phone and silence the alarm, and I realized that I was most definitely not at home. I panicked and sat up, realizing three things. One: my head hurt worse. Two: I was completely naked. Three: I was not alone.2 — ReedAs I was waking up, I remembered how amazing the night before had been. Tatum had pounded some serious quantities of vodka and Red Bull, but I’d stayed pretty in control and recalled every minute. Before I even realized it, a smile crept over my face, and I rolled over, planning to slip my arm around Tatum and wake her up in a way that would put her in the mood for some wake-up sex.3 — TatumI was utterly speechless.4 — ReedI was trying to concentrate on the ink, but visions of a hot blonde kept intruding, distracting me from the shading I was doing along the jawline of a skull. “I gotta take a break,” I said, putting down my gun.5 — Tatum“You slept with your brother?”6 — ReedIt hadn’t been easy, but I’d done it, and I was damn pleased with myself. I pulled up along the curb in front of Garrett’s house and waited for Tatum to emerge. Getting her number from my mom had been the easy part. Talking Tatum into riding to Thanksgiving dinner with me—much harder. Figuring that she was just running a few minutes late, I scrolled through my new emails, and when I looked up, I saw Tatum leaning out of the front door, waving frantically at me.7 — TatumMy heart was still racing from being so close to Reed when my dad opened the door.8 — ReedI tried to pay attention to all of the dinner conversation. I really did. But Tatum was all I could think about. The taste I’d gotten in the office just wasn’t enough. The heat between us wasn’t going away, and no matter how much she tried to push me away, I knew she felt it just as much as I did.9 — TatumI’d felt wretched the entire weekend after Thanksgiving. I’d gotten Garrett calmed down about the ruckus at his parents’ house that night. Apparently, his brother had called Garrett a faggot, and Garrett’s mom had thrown a big fit, railing about how the gays were going to be the downfall of the country and how everything from AIDS to the common cold was the result of God raining down punishment upon the world because gay people … well … exist.10 — ReedI put Tatum down next to the bed, and I turned on the light on the nightstand. “I want to see you while I make love to you.”11 — TatumGod, I missed Reed. It was probably a good idea to take a little break, given that it was a bit painful to walk after our day and two nights in bed. He’d been sweet at some moments, and almost frighteningly powerful and intense in others. He was absolutely the sexiest man I’d ever been with, and I wanted more. Much more. It was a little scary how much I cared about him.12 — ReedTatum pulled up the directions on her phone, and I got us on the road. The car smelled like sex, but I didn’t really care. I just knew I wanted more of the woman sitting in the passenger seat. I’d been so busy with my father and the traveling we’d done that I hadn’t realized just how much I’d missed Tatum until I saw her at the airport. She was simply intoxicating.13 — TatumI was pretty sure Reed had been kidding about not having brought any presents, but in any case, I was excited about Christmas morning—more excited than I’d been in years. Since Garrett wasn’t charging me rent, and since I hadn’t taken the plunge and gotten the new car yet, I had plenty of money to spend on presents, and I was quite pleased with my choices.Step Brother: Part 2Excited to find out what will happen between Tatum and Reed? Be the first to find out by signing up for email alerts. Your email address will never be given away and you can unsubscribe at any time.MoreWord-of-mouth is crucial for any author to succeed. If you enjoyed the book, please leave a review on Amazon even if it is only a line or two; it would make all the difference and would be very much appreciated.

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He ravaged my mouth until I was gasping for breath, then covered my jawline, my neck with kisses. “Say yes,” he whispered, nibbling at my ear. Why not? I had been telling him yes in my mind for five years; saying it out loud was just one more word... Jenna Hill's gorgeous stepbrother Blake Forsythe has promised her the money she needs to save her bookstore... if she's willing to jeopardize her relationship with her father and her reputation on a scandalous gamble Blake thinks he can win. He's isolated her from everyone in the quiet resort town of Sleepy Hollow days before the big family reunion in Manhattan when his plan will go into motion. For her part, Jenna vows to resist Blake's charms. It's just a contract to him, she reminds herself. He couldn't possibly want her the way she wants him -- with a fierce, burning desire that causes her to abandon logical thought whenever he's around. There's no way he could feel the way she feels... is there?

Living on a farm, miles away from anyone else, has left 18 year old Sarah pretty isolated. Her only companions are her mother, step father and step brother, as she doesn't have many friends or social life. But when she finally learns about anatomy and biology, it awakes an idea in her head on how to make the few relationships she does have even closer...

 You might think you've heard every story of forbidden love. But you haven't heard ours.Hendrix "Cannon" Cole is a damaged, sexy-as-hell ex-Marine.  And he's my stepbrother.I'm a country singer in the spotlight.Our history is complicated. I used to hate him. Then I loved him. Then I hated him again.When he joined the Marines five years ago, I thought he was gone forever.  Now he's back. I have everything to lose.  He has nothing left.   The heat between us is explosive. And both of us may wind up getting burned.**

Step Brother: Off Limits1 -- Reed“And she was gone. She left the table, and by the time I managed to get away from the reporters, she’d taken a cab back to the house, grabbed her suitcase, and headed for the airport.” I took a drink of my Campari and soda. “I called, texted, even emailed her. She won’t talk to me.” 2 -- TatumI knew I shouldn’t do it, but I couldn’t resist. I clicked on the headline and waited for the story and photos to load. 3 -- Reed“What’s wrong?” 4 -- Tatum“Motherfucker.” I rolled over and felt around on the nightstand for my phone—its ring disturbing my sleep on one of the very few mornings when I could sleep late. Smiling as I remembered the previous night’s phone call, I hoped Reed was on the other end of the line, calling to tell me when his flight arrived. I didn’t recognize the number, but it was from a Las Vegas area code. “Hello?” I croaked. 5 -- Reed“Hey, sexy,” I said, thrilled to see Tatum’s name on my phone. 6 -- TatumI was just about to leave the office to pick up some lunch when the phone at my desk rang. I looked at it, a little surprised because the office phones hardly ever rang. In fact, I’d wondered why we even had phones on the desk, but my boss had shushed me right away and told me one of the partners was a bit of a Luddite. Apparently he’d have preferred it if we sent smoke signals to our colleagues and clients. I laughed as I wondered how he handled email. 7 -- ReedI rolled over and picked up my phone to check the time. The light from the screen hurt my eyes in the darkened hotel room, and I was surprised to see how late it was. 8 -- TatumNot only did I have almost more work than I could handle at my job, working on a new case we thought could make the firm some serious money and improve the working conditions for all tipped employees in the state of Nevada, but also had my hands full outside of work, too. Stanford and I had met a couple more times, racking our brains trying to think of some way to publicly trip Tina up and get Donald to see her for who she really was. Add to that the fact that Garrett had decided he had a thing for Stanford—the man who still became tongue-tied every time my roommate walked in the room—and I hadn’t even had a moment to think about Reed, at least not until I opened my laptop with my morning coffee before work. 9 -- ReedWhen Tatum walked back out into the kitchen it took every bit of willpower I had not to pick her up, tear off her clothes, and make love to her right then and there. Even in a ripped up sweatshirt she was gorgeous. Having spent the last few weeks with beautiful women who spent all their time and money trying to look like every man’s fantasy, I realized the true beauty of a woman who looked gorgeous right out of the shower. Tatum didn’t have to do anything to make herself pretty. She radiated health and intelligence, and I was absolutely crazy about her. 10 -- TatumI looked at Reed, my feelings a tangled mess. My heart was still racing from my orgasm, and I could still feel the perfect ache of his cock deep inside me. I wanted to make love to him again, but I knew it was foolish to let sex overrule logic. 11 -- ReedI could tell my mother was drunk as soon as I opened the door. 12 -- TatumWhen I woke up, I wasn’t exactly sure where I was for a moment. I felt a flush of warmth as I remembered the last time I’d woken up disoriented in a strange place—the night I first slept with Reed. After I’d left my dad in his study, Stanford and I had agreed to talk in the morning. I’d crashed in one of the spare bedrooms and had a terrible time getting to sleep, flooded by doubt about how I’d handled things with Reed. 13 -- ReedI couldn’t believe my eyes when I walked out onto Donald’s terrace and found him, Tatum, and my fucking father sitting around laughing like they’d known one another forever. 14 -- Tatum“Shhh,” I said, opening the door to Reed. “Garrett’s asleep.” Coming April 2015...A whole new stepbrother story with new characters will be released early April 2015. This will be a standalone novel. You can be the first to find out when it is released by signing up for email alerts. Your email address will never be given away and you can unsubscribe at any time. MoreWord-of-mouth is crucial for any author to succeed. If you enjoyed the book, please leave a review on Amazon even if it is only a line or two; it would make all the difference and would be very much appreciated.

On a trip to the Big Apple, minutes before she's to meet her father's fiancée Lana Forsythe, Jenna Hill meets the man of her dreams. He's smart and funny and smoking hot, and he runs his own successful tech company. He's absolutely perfect. There's just one, teensy tiny little problem. His name is Blake Forsythe. As in Lana Forsythe's son. Devastated at the news and rejected by Blake once he learns they're to be step siblings, Jenna tries to move on with her life over the next few years. That's easier said than done, however, when she has to come crawling to back to the wealthy Forsythe family for a loan to keep her book store afloat. Blake, for once, offers to help her... if she does him a favor. A really, really big one. The price of this contract may be more than she's willing to pay. Jenna bets she can keep her head and not lose her cool around her hot stepbrother in order for her business to survive, but it's her heart that's in danger of succumbing...