Michelle Love

I am a master. An elitist. I am at the top of my field, and I know what I am doing. Women want me. They worship me. They come to me to fulfill all their needs--all of them. I can have any one of them I want. But I only want her. A goddess with a perfect body. So pure, so vulnerable. She takes notice of me, but I obsess over her. I know how this game is played, and I know she can have her pick of the lot as well. Anyone would be lucky to have her, and everyone knows it. No matter what, no one else can have her. Everyone wants her, but only I can have her. I will have her. I need her.

She's my new personal assistant. I have to keep reminding myself of that... I'm Bodhi Creed, Rockstar, Superstar, Man-whore. I admit it; I've used my looks, my fame, my money to get any woman I want... But Sailor King is different. She has a past, a terrifying, horrifying past, One that threatens her life every single day. I want to protect her; I want to keep her safe... And more than anything, I want her in my bed. Her eyes, her lips, her hips, I want to kiss every inch of her until she's moaning and screaming my name. She has more power over me than she knows and yet... I have to keep reminding myself, she's my employee. But I don't see how I can stop myself from falling for her.

The Doctor's arrived... And his treatment is sizzling She's a young college student, set on a scrupulous career as a school teacher. I'm a doctor with a checkered past. Binge drinking on weekends, sleeping with women I care nothing for, and seeking summers with women I rent, has been my life. Until I saw her face on the club's website. The Dungeon of Decorum may have found her, but I'd take her as my own. Fighting men who wanted to use her in ways I found distasteful, I finally won her. She was mine to do with as I wanted. And I wanted all of her But she'd only get part of me. It had to be that way. She was my secret. From our first touch, a spark ignited, neither of us had ever felt before. Our heat was off the charts. I couldn't stop myself from taking her in ways I'd never planned on. And I hadn't planned for what she did. She broke every rule; some I hadn't even made yet. Could I face the world with what I'd done? Or would I run, leaving her behind me, safe as long as she wasn't with me? Love is temporary, at best. Happily, ever after endings are merely fantasies, or so we both thought...

He's the most exciting man I've met in a long time--and the most dangerous. His reputation precedes him, and I have a job to do--keep my client out of trouble and out of Stone Vanderberg's newspaper column. But, God, no one told me he was this magnetic, this sensual, with his machismo such a turn on. Every time he is near me, my body betrays my own promise not to let him near me. I crave him... I don't know how much longer I'll be able to resist him...... or even if I want to. I'm supposed to be working but all I think of is what Stone Vanderberg wants to do to me. And what I am desperate to do with him...

I'm going to take Amalia for her very first time. Hell, I might even fall in love with her for MY very first time. I know it from the moment I first lay eyes on her seductive curves. There's only one problem. That moment happens to be when she is walking down the aisle to marry my hateful half brother Jackson. I'm his illegitimate half-brother, the black sheep playboy of the family. I'm used to doing what I want. And now what I want to do is Amalia. To have my way with her while she submits to my every command. But her father has sold her off to Jackson as part of a business deal. Fulfilling our desires could mean she's disowned and Jackson's wrath could destroy both of us. He'd better be ready for the fight of his life because I'm going to take what I want, which is Amalia over my knee and then on her own knees for me. And I know from the look in her sultry eyes that she wants to give me what I want, no matter the cost.

One night of naughty fun turned into one lifetime of responsibility ... The little beauty caught my eye right from the start. The naughty negligee she wore enhanced her luscious body, though the mask hid her face from me. But I took her anyway and I took her as many times as I wanted; she belonged to me that night. My little slave gave me everything I demanded of her. My touch became her undoing, making her give me more than she'd ever given anyone.

A little boy needed me. A grown man needed me. And I needed to let go of my V-card... Excitement and sadness are a rare combination, but that's exactly how I felt when I went to work as my big brother's best friend's babysitter. Tossed away by his horrible mother, the two-year-old needed me desperately. I could be there for the poor boy. But I fell in love. With both the son and the father. My overprotective family wouldn't mind my love for the child. But my love for the man who wasn't supposed to be touching me at all? Well, no one was going to be okay with that. So I told the billionaire who was used to getting his way that we'd have to hide our relationship. Keep the steamy encounters a secret. I found out billionaires do not like to be kept hidden. So how long would I get to feel his phenomenal touch before we had to end it all?

One full moon, one last chance, and one hot as hell night of fiery passion... He was the hot guy who'd lived next door to me for as long as I could remember. I was the recent high school grad who'd just turned eighteen. He was on his way out of our small town to become a marine. I was a virgin who found herself lucky enough to be the last girl he'd see before leaving for war the next morning. Soft caresses, silky kisses, and velvety murmurs took me to a place I'd never been, and I knew only he would be able take me back to that place of pure bliss. But he had to go. One night of unadulterated, hot as sin, lust-filled passion was all that was in the cards for us. Seven years passed before I saw him again. My body reacted to him right away as fire blazed through my veins. But now I was a mother to a little boy. And now he was a man with a lot of bad memories--memories that plagued his poor mind and broke him in ways that might never be fixed. Could love win out over such adversaries, or would the war claim another victim, leaving me alone again?

Young, poor, and fairly innocent, she took me by storm... Why did her beauty have to captivate me so? Auburn curls hung down to her narrow waist, emerald eyes peered out at me from under thick, long lashes. Her British accent just made her that much more appealing to me. But she wanted love, and I knew I couldn't give her that. And what I could give her--unimaginable pleasure coupled with a righteous sexual education--she didn't want. She'd set her sights on my heart, a goal that just might destroy her...

I need something to distract me from the death threat hanging over my head...and she will do nicely. I saw her the moment she stepped into the room, a goddess of sensuality, her body all curves, just waiting for me to plunder her...my body, my mind wants her. There's no way I'm letting her get out of my sight until I make her fall in love with me ...no way... Yeah, I could have anyone, I'm not dumb. My looks, my money, my status...and I've certainly slept my way through most of the world's most beautiful women... Except now I've seen the most beautiful woman in the world. She has to be mine...

He was supposed to be one of us. That's who I fell in love with, not the greedy bastard he became. How was I to know he was destined to be a part of my family...in more ways than one? Javier Child was everything I'd ever wanted in a man: kind, sexy, and down to earth. No one would ever have known he was the boss's son if he didn't tell us. Ever since that tryst at the Christmas party, I'd been wondering what it would be like to go all the way with him. Whoever said be careful what you wish for knew exactly what they were talking about.

When award-winning writer Elliana Moretti is hired by billionaire philanthropist Aldo Costanzato write his biography, she travels to his secluded mansion outside Venice to interview him. Over the course of six weeks of intensive one-on-one collaborations, an attraction between them emerges, and one night, that attraction develops into a full-blown fling, erotic and intense. The night leaves Elli feeling as if she has been unprofessional andshe tells Aldo that while she enjoyed the night, it can never happen again. Aldo accepts this with seeming good grace, but one night, he asks her to escort himto a society party, where she is stunned to meet an old friend, Indio Navaro--her high school crush and noted bad boy billionaire. Indio and Aldo seem acquainted, if a little reserved with each other, and Elli wonders what the story is between them. Aldo is more than happy to trash Indio to Elli later that night, telling her that Indio was responsible for breaking up one ofAldo's relationships with a girl who later ended up murdered.