Nikki Chase

Everything has a price. Including her. I'm Caine Foster. You know my name. I own this city. I keep strict control of all my relationships. I always have the upper hand--in business and pleasure. So when a sweet little thing defies me, it pisses me off. It makes me want to dominate her, bend her to my will, make her beg for my c*ck. I want to turn that angry fire in her green eyes into sweet submission. I make her an offer. She spends thirty days with me, and I solve her money problems. No mess, no drama, no questions. Just my filthy money for her pure innocence. But she's more than I bargained for. I have a new addiction, and her name is Daisy. My dirty little flower. I'm never letting her go now, contracts be damned.

His Virgin

The Five Brothers Next Door

My prim-and-proper assistant has a dirty, dirty mind. I found her steamy writing on my computer. Now all I can think about is re-enacting the "good parts" of her story. But I don't sh*t where I eat. She's off-limits. Until I realize I need a baby--and she'd be the perfect surrogate. I control the hottest funds on Wall Street. The financial papers call me a genius. My business is worth billions of dollars. But it all means nothing when my dad's lying on his deathbed and I don't have the only thing he wants: a grandchild. Enter Katherine York--my assistant. She thinks a pencil skirt and a buttoned-up blouse mask the naughty girl inside. But I've peeked inside her mind and can't get her raunchy words out of my head. Who does she think she's kidding? There's no hiding those lush curves, or those kinky fantasies her beautiful mind dreams up. Kat wants to make it as a romance author, and I have the money and connections to get her there. So I offer her a new position: as a surrogate for my baby. She'll be working under me, of course. Right under me. The contract is clear. I get her pregnant. She delivers my baby. She walks away with a publishing deal and half a million dollars. Simple, right? Except once I get a taste of her-my kitten--I'm hooked. She's an addiction I can't quit. I'll break all the rules to make her stay.

Knocked Up

It was supposed to be a one-night stand. Until I missed a period, and then two . . . Yeah. I'm pregnant. With a stranger's baby. I don't know his name. I don't even know what he looks like. The secret club where we met was dark, and he was wearing a mask. That night, I surrendered to his commanding voice and hot, dominant touch . . . and then he showed me his true colors. I'll probably never see him again. After what happened, I don't want to see him again. But three years later, he storms back into my life. He shows up like just another one of my brother's dinner guests, then he corners me. He tells me he knows my secret. That's when I recognize those green eyes. Those chiseled features. That big . . . ego. The pure, unbridled desire in his gaze makes me want to give in. I want him to tie me up, blindfold me, and . . . No. It would be wrong. Reckless. How can I trust him, after what he did that night? But he says he's not going anywhere. He says he's been looking all over for me. Now that\ he's found me and the baby, he wants us to be a family.

Baby for My Brother's Friend

I've loved him my whole life. He's only ever seen me as a his friend's little baby sister. Now he's back after 8 years away, and he doesn't recognize me. The look in his eyes says I'm finally old enough for the ride of my life. I can't tell him who I am now... can I? I used to scribble his name all over my notebook, surrounded by little hearts. He treated me like his own sister, but I wanted more. I wanted to have his last name and wear his ring on my finger. Eight years ago, tragedy struck. He had to leave the country, and it was all because of my family. Now he's back in town. He still has the same sharp green eyes, the same strong jaw, and the same thick mess of chestnut hair. He's panty-meltingly, toe-curlingly irresistible. And most importantly... He finally sees me as a woman, and not the girl he left. I see desire in his hungry gaze. I feel it in his dominant touch. But that's only because he doesn't recognize me. Given our history, he probably wouldn't even come near me if he learns the truth. The way he undresses me with his eyes under the moonlight... I can't break the spell and tell him the truth. It's okay if I don't tell him, right? It's only for one night. He's made it clear he doesn't do relationships, and I just want him to be the one to take my virginity. Except one night turns into two, and then three, and then I'm so in over my head that I don't know what to do. I think I'm screwed, but not in the good way. Nothing is going to be the same when I finally come clean.

My Brother's Best Friend

So we’re engaged. Sort of. He just needs his family to think it’s real. No problem. I’ll play along. How hard can it be? But pretending isn’t supposed to feel this good. And now I can’t help wanting him for real. My old roommate used to help me pay the rent. Now the only roommate I have is my orange tabby, and despite everything I’ve done for him, that jerk has never paid me a cent. So when my landlord knocks on my door, I brace myself for an eviction. Instead, he makes me an offer. I can stay for free, as long as I pretend to be his fiancée. He says it’ll make his sick mom happy. Raphael Holt is wealthy, handsome and has dazzling green eyes that makes me want things I don’t even understand. He lights an unfamiliar fire inside me. So I say yes. But none of this is real. There’s no way someone like him could actually want to be with a penniless virgin like me. Not when he could take his pick from any of the single girls in the city. I’d only get my heart broken if I believe any of this is real. And I might lose my home, too. So I’ll play along. I’ll be the perfect fake fiancée and nothing more. I can resist that cocky smirk, that lustful stare, and that dirty mouth. I can ignore the way his deep voice sends a chill down my arms every time he says my name. Of course I can.

A Fake Engagement Romance

Virgin Fiancée

He was my first kiss. And my first heartbreak. Now, he wants to put a ring on my finger and a baby in my belly. Of course I know what my ex has been up to. He’s the name on everyone’s lips. A modern rags-to-riches success story, he built a billion-dollar business empire from nothing. The magazines say he’s the most eligible bachelor in the city. But to me, he’ll always be the bad boy who used to sneak into my bedroom when my parents were away. He reminds me of late nights and new, sinful sensations. I hate to admit it, but those memories still ignite a red, hot flame in my center. Time and distance tore our young love apart, but now he’s back. And he needs me...to be his wife. Yes, he wants me to marry him. But it’s only for the sake of his business. In exchange, he’ll give me five million dollars. He’ll double it if I’ll also have his baby. This is going to sound crazy, but...I accept his offer. I’ll marry him and play house with him. He still has the same cocky smile, and the same sexy stare. And every time he opens his dirty mouth, I’m whisked back to the hot, sweaty nights of our youth… Let’s just say baby-making will be a cinch. But I am not giving him a second chance. This marriage is not about that. This is just pretend. I’ve never been good at saying no to this bad boy. But no matter what, I will not let my heart go all the way. Not again. Never.

A Fake Marriage Romance

The Billionaire's Bride

My billionaire boss wants me to marry him. But this is no office romance. This is just pretend. Or at least it's supposed to be... until feelings get involved. Now I want him and his daughter to be my real family. But I have a secret that could destroy everything. Ethan Hunter is a self-made billionaire. He also happens to be devastatingly handsome. My knees go weak when he looks at me with those piercing blue eyes. Now he's in trouble. Because of his bad reputation, he could lose custody of his daughter. And by some strange twist of fate, I'm the only person who can help him... by pretending to be his wife. But here's a secret: he doesn't know who I really am. Yes, I'm his sweet, innocent assistant during office hours, but I'm also working undercover as a journalist. I only started working for Ethan to get the inside scoop on him. So I marry him. That makes me both a virgin and a married woman, which I'll admit is strange. But hey, stranger things have been done in the name of journalism. Then I move into Ethan's swanky penthouse apartment and things start to unravel. Everything feels too real. I have a plan, but my heart won't stick to it--and neither will my traitorous body. I want this fake life to be my reality. But what will happen when Ethan finds out the truth about me?

Single Dad's Fake Bride

I broke the rules for him. For one mind-blowing, toe-curling night. Now he’s back, and he wants all of me. He wants to know all my deep, dirty secrets. He won’t stop until he’s stripped me bare. I never thought I’d see him again, especially not in this sleepy little town that I've come to call home since my narrow escape from danger. He’s not a SEAL anymore, but otherwise he’s just as tall, dark, and dominating as I remember. I can see the hunger in his eyes. It makes me want to surrender, to submit to his desires. I want his hard, sculpted body pinning me down, claiming me as his property. Then, he moves in next door. Perfect, right? Except I need to stay away from him. He's completely, non-negotiably off-limits, even if he says he wants to protect me, even if I crave his intoxicating touch. He’s not supposed to be here. There shouldn’t be any trace of my old life left.

A Bad Boy Next Door Romance

Stripped

Accidental Husband

A mysterious billionaire makes me a once-in-a-lifetime offer, and I can’t say no. Not even when I know he’s trouble… Wildly successful and painfully handsome, Seth Wayne seems like the perfect man…on the surface. Something dangerous lurks beneath his sleek exterior. I can’t put a finger on it, but I feel it in his intense, all-consuming presence. Still, when he looks at me with those dark-as-sin eyes, my heart pounds and my knees go weak. He sparks an unfamiliar yearning within me. I want him to take me and have his way with me. I want him to hurt me and make me beg for more. I try to hide the way I feel. I do my best to keep things professional whenever he walks into my restaurant. One night, he makes me an offer: work for him as his personal chef and make a lot of money. The only catch? I’ll have to live in his mansion outside the city. It’s a good opportunity for my career. Almost too good… My head tells me to stay away. I know nothing about this man. I could be putting myself in a perilous situation. But caution goes out the window when I’m face to face with him. He doesn’t take no for an answer, and my heart only wants to obey him.

Billionaire Protector

Claiming His Baby

Again

Five Brothers' Christmas Surprise

I've climbed my way to the top. Now it's your turn, baby. I'm filthy rich. They call me a genius on the front page of the business newspapers, and you're just as likely to see my face on the tabloids. I used to love it all. The spotlight, the women, the glamor. But it was getting old. That's when Emily sashayed her way into my life. With her long legs and full hips, my reaction was primal and instantaneous. I wanted to rip her clothes off, pin her down and feel those curves writhing under me. I had to have her. And I'm a man who gets what he wants. But one split second changed everything. Now a man lies six feet under, and everything is upside down. A deadly secret stands between Emily and me. I'll lose everything I've worked so hard for if I get any closer to her. So I swore to keep my dirty paws off her. For her own good. But when she looks at me with those big blue eyes so full of pent-up desire, those luscious lips tempting me to have a taste, all my good intentions go out the window. I want nothing more than to break all the rules and make her mine.

Bad Boy Billionaire Romance

Guilty

Life's not a fairy tale, and princes don't fall for bookish virgins like me. I didn't know about the secret palace in the woods. Not until I held a stolen rose from its gardens. A tall, dark, and mysterious man lives within the palace. He's known across the kingdom as the royal beast. They say he's a monster. He also happens to be the crown prince. As punishment for my crime, the prince orders me to spend one month as his prisoner. But instead of throwing me into the dungeon, he whisks me into his bedchamber. The arrogant bastard says he'll make me beg to give up my virginity. I tell him there's no way in hell that's happening, of course. He's the freaking crown prince, and I'm just a girl from a provincial town in the middle of nowhere. We don't belong together. That's obvious. But somehow he knows about my dark, secret desires. All he has to do is speak in that low, dominant voice, and I melt into a submissive puddle. Despite my reservations, I find myself wanting to surrender my virgin body to the prince--and my heart, too. I really should stay away. But being punished has never felt so good.

A Dark Fairy Tale Romance

Royal Beast

He was my first kiss. My first boyfriend. And my first heartbreak. I should've known better than to fall for the bad boy. Now, 7 years later, this bad boy needs a good wife to close a business deal. He says he'll make it worth my while. Yeah, I remember that big, thick... ego. This is supposed to be just pretend, so why do I want us to go all the way? Everyone knows who Zeke Harris is. A modern rags-to-riches success story, he built a billion-dollar business empire from nothing. Tall, dark, and panty-meltingly gorgeous, he's also the most eligible bachelor in the city. At least that's what the magazines say. To me, Zeke Harris is the bad boy who used to sneak into my bedroom when my parents were away. He reminds me of late nights, youthful excitement, and new, sinful sensations. Time and distance tore our young love apart, but now he's back. And he needs me--to be his wife. Yes, Zeke Harris wants me to marry him. But it's only for the sake of his business. In exchange, he'll give me one million dollars. There's another million in it if I'll also have his baby. I should tell him to buzz off, right? This is crazy. But I do need the money, and I've never been good at saying no to Zeke... So I accept his offer. I'll marry him and play house with him. But I am not giving him a second chance. This fake marriage is not about that. But then he leans me down on his strong arms and kisses me, and all the feelings I've ever had for him come rushing back. I should've known I can't just pretend--not with Zeke.

My boss wants me to fake-marry him. It’s crazy. It’s also perfect for my secret plan. So I say yes. Then I go and do something stupid. I fall for him... for real. My billionaire boss is a certified jerk. But that hasn’t stopped me from checking out his butt whenever he walks past my desk. It’s almost unfair how gorgeous he is. Now he’s in trouble. And by some strange twist of fate, I’m the only person who can help him. By pretending to be his wife. I know, I know. I should tell him to take a hike. But I have to do it. For my family’s sake. So I fake-marry him. No big deal. Then I move into his penthouse apartment. Big deal. Big trouble. Suddenly, he seems… human. I see parts of him nobody else gets to see. (Yes, that includes a certain something that everyone at the office gossips about. And yes, it’s as big and impressive as they say.) Now, all I want is for this fake life to be my reality, and for this fake husband to be mine for the rest of my life. But he doesn’t know who I really am. And I doubt he’ll want me to stick around when he discovers the truth.

Nikki Chase

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