Dr. Ezekiel Soren has encountered an odd chemical attraction. He wanted Shana Wilkins so bad he can’t concentrate on his precious research. The woman stayed firmly implanted in his cerebral cortex no matter what he did. It was past time that he experimented a little. He and Ms. Wilkins will simply have to combine to explore what could be the chemical reaction.

What's your fantasy? We all have them, even women. Quel Scandale is a woman’s answer to Penthouse ~ hot, steamy fantasy naughty enough for a man, but made for a woman. Perfect for a quick me up in the middle of the day or a bed time read guaranteed to give you delicious dreams.

Once bitten, twice shy seemed to be the literal story of Mica Richards' life. As a child she'd witnessed something unfathomable and as a woman, the memory had never left her. After rescuing a shifter cub from a trap in the dead of the Alaskan night, Mica receives a bite that changes the course of her destiny forever. Unfortunately it comes in the form of an illness that seems incurable. Accepting that her days may just be dwindling down, she returns to where it all started, determined to spend what she believes to be her last Christmas surrounded by loving memories. There's just one tiny little hitch in her plans, the cub she saved so long ago is back, full grown, and has every intention of finishing what that one brush of his canines started...

During ten long years of hard work Professor Theodore Sullivan has managed to do what no one else has come close to--see past Dr. Misha Collier's cold, robotic exterior and squeeze through all those carefully constructed autonomic walls she'd managed to build. Even though she's completely unaware of it, Theo considers her his, as do all of their colleagues. So when she proposes a slight experimentation in the name of science, who is he to turn her down? The fact that said experimentation involves them doing ever dirty thing he's ever imagined while recording it? Completely irrelevant...sort of...

Dressed up as Santa at a suburban mall isn’t where you’d usually find a Hollywood heartthrob, but it is Leslie’s secret passion. It helps him connect to Christmas traditions long gone for him, and maybe even captures the innocence of his childhood once more. The very last thing he ever expected was a precious gift of his own. One that reminded him of the miracles Christmas could bring. One thing was for sure—he wasn’t about to let his Christmas Miracle slip away from him, no matter what it took to keep his most precious gift.

Bobbi Nelson didn't like Navy SEALs. She found them rude and arrogant and far too sure of themselves. So when she found herself in a SEAL bar, all she could think about was making a quick escape, her friends be damned. Grayson Calhoun couldn't really say what made him go to the SEAL bar that night. He was in a strange mood, not really sure what the itch just beneath his skin could be. When he first saw her he knew-there was something about the beautiful woman looking like she was about to flee at any second. There was no way he was going to let her get away without finding out who she was. Although Bobbi was a reserved, independent minded woman, Gray was determined to wait her out. He knew it would take time to gain her trust, to see that he wasn't hanging around for some quick fling. He was in it for the long haul. But when weird things started happening around Bobbi's apartment, she didn't go to Gray. Instead she blew it off as harmless pranks or figments of her imagination. She had no idea of the danger that stalked her, and she didn't think to lean on the man who would do anything to protect her. Grayson fought to break down Bobbi's defensives,. He senses the sweet submission underneath her cool, calm, and collected exterior, if only she would let him in. Unfortunately it take a rude awakening and true fear for Bobbi to let go and turn to Gray. What they both didn't realize was that danger lurked right underneath their noses. Grayson finally proves once and for all that when it came to Bobbi, there was nothing he wouldn't do to protect her.

Loki has a problem. It seems the trickster has been out-tricked. By a five year old. *sigh* Now, he finds himself infatuated with a human. An exquisitely gorgeous human. But this is one god who has no desire to be chained to one woman.  Really. He doesn’t. Honest. Now, if he could just convince himself...

Lita wasn’t a football fan. She had no idea who Colton Jefferies really was. She did know that he never seemed to want to go anywhere public. Was it because she wasn’t a size 5, or blonde in the land of golden Barbie’s? Was he ashamed of his attraction to her?  Little did she know the quarterback was preparing to sneak past her defense to give her the happily ever after she’d always dreamed of.  Excerpt: Women threw themselves at him on a daily basis. Being one of the NFL's most deadly quarterbacks had its perks -- and its pitfalls. But whenever he'd find himself in the sights of one of the fake, overblown money grubbing bimbos, he'd always picture Lita's face. It wasn't a conscious effort on his part. It simply happened. Then he'd make his way home and seek out her little cafe and sit here like a dolt, waiting on her company once more. Well, that ended today. He was asking her out no matter how he tripped over his tongue. Today. The second she came back. Colton found himself nervously jogging his leg and drumming his fingers on the table. His stomach churned. His palms sweated. God! He'd rather face the entire front line by himself! This was crazy; he was considered one of the country’s most eligible bachelors, yet he was terrified to ask out the owner of a local cafe. A woman who had no clue who he was, or the fact he had been voted one of the sexiest men alive three years running. Maybe he wasn’t her type. Shit, he was psyching himself out worse than a three hundred pound linebacker could. When she approached with his tea, Colton swallowed, stilling his leg and fingers. The smile on her face robbed him of breath. All he could do was stare. "Sugar, are you all right?" She still smiled, but now that little eyebrow raised in inquiry. The thing was, Colton knew she was truly interested, at least in whether he was currently okay or not. It wasn't just a question asked automatically, she truly cared about people. He cleared his throat. "Yeah. I'm fine. Listen," he began, rubbing his palms on his jeans. Had he even been this nervous before his very first game? "I was wondering if you'd like to take a walk on the beach with me after you get off?" As the double meaning of his words hit him, he hastily amended, "I mean, after you get off work. I didn't mean actually get off." This was getting bad. What would his team think of their star quarterback now? "I mean…" Laughing, she sank gracefully into the chair across from him, reaching out to grip his hand. "I know what you meant. That sounds wonderful." Again, that smile…Fuck! He was such a goner!