S Ann Cole

Messy. Crazy. Wildly dysfunctional. I'm an idiot. I'm too stupid to be human. Too stupid to live. I lack common sense. I used to be a normal human being. Until the guy in the red hoodie. Just a glance, and I was owned. Enslaved. What's worst? He didn't even notice me. Yep. You guessed right: I'm delusional. I'm obsessed. I'm a stalker. A martyr. A masochist. I've allowed my obsession to lead me down into a deep, dark pit, selfishly hurting everyone around me, and only his requited love can pull me out of it. But I won't apologize for it. I won't apologize for being in love with Jahleel Kingston. I've loved him at first sight. I've loved him for five empty years. I've loved him through all his bullcrap and asshole-isms. I love him even now. My name is Saskia Day. I'm British. I'm famous. I'm stinking rich. And this is my pathetic story. Read at your own bloody risk.

Jahleel

He wants to claim her, possess her, rename her. But she has a different agenda... JHAY BYRD Chadrick needs to die. I'm ruined. My life is ruined. Because of him. Soulless, heartless, unremorseful, he took everything from me. Everything. Now, I'm after his soul. And no, I will not allow his good looks, suave style, or panty-incinerating body to distract or dissuade me. Nor will I allow his deadly dark eyes to scare me. Unlike everyone else, I'm not afraid of him. The. Chase. Is. On. CHADRICK NIIVEUX Jhay needs saving. I've ruined her life. She's lost, roaming the darkness all on her own, because of me. Bitter, impulsive, seething with revenge, she thinks she hates me. Thinks she wants me dead. I know I should kill her. Kill or be killed, right? Except, I can't. I'm shot down. Infatuated. I've always been. And while she's after my life, I'm after her heart. The. Chase. Is. On

Chad's Chase

A battle for control between two dominant souls. Who will submit? Headstrong, dominant, and stubborn as hell, Axia Blacksille is the queen of her own universe. She calls the shots, sets the rules, then breaks them if she feels like it. There's nothing she wants that she can't have. Nothing she craves that she won't get a taste of. And she neither wants nor craves tech billionaire Lovello Nelson. Because if there's one thing she hates, it's pretty boys. But the cocky, illegally handsome womanizer who has "Love" as a name, is determined to get the saucy, stubborn, dark-haired femme fatale beneath him and under control. And he won't stop until she's his - mind, body, and soul. In a fierce war of hearts, someone has to give in. Submit. This is bound to end in disaster. A beautiful disaster.

Love Has A Name

Trevillo Nelson is not your average guy. He wears that sharp business suit, but it sure as hell doesn't fit. He lives by his own rules, on his own terms. He's his own universe. A man of singular tastes, the thirty-two year old, oversexed demon doesn't do young chicks. Are you single, free, disengaged? Sorry, he's not into you. Are you off the market? Well, he's most certainly interested. And best believe he'll seduce your underwear right down to your ankles, leaving you no choice but to give in. That's how the real estate mogul has always lived his life--backward. But things take a drastic turn, both for better and for worse, when twenty-five-year-old interior designer, Krissan Kingston, walks into his office... This is Trevillo and Krissan's story. The final book of the Billionaire Brothers series.

Choose You

It was supposed to be an easy job. Serena Bentley doesn't want or need a man. She's got the perfect life, the perfect job, the perfect bank account, and is living her best life as a single, independent woman. #LivingMyBestLife But she's in desperate need of a baby. A baby made from lust, passion, and multiple rounds of heated rumbling in the sheets, not a clinic. This, of course, is nothing short of complicated. Where does a woman like the Serena Bentley find a man who's willing to knock her up then walk away and be gone forever? So what else can she do to get what she wants, the way she wants it, except to lie? Two years ago, Kholton Sharpe hung up his con-man gloves and swore to the almighty he was done with that life. #NotAboutThatLife Until his best friend, fresh out of rehab, shows up on his doorstep. Against his better judgment, Kholton finds himself picking up his con-artistry gloves one final time. He couldn't have known that "one final time" would be the best and worst decision he ever made. #DidNotSeeThatComing

Tell Me You Love Me

Sadie Francé has known nothing but pain all her life. Good things just didn't happen to people like her. Once, she let herself believe the opposite. She believed the lies of the mysterious rich boy who was hell-bent on making her his girl. He gave her a taste... A taste of happiness. A taste of love. A taste of life. But the moment Sadie began to let her guard down, believing life wasn't so much of a bitch after all, that taste, that sweet nectar, turned bitter on her tongue. Heartbreak. When yet another of life's unfortunate circumstances worked in her favor this time around, ridding her of her painful memories, Sadie trusted that she was safe. Free. Until seven years later... Into Sadie's miserable life barged the most mysterious oddity of a man. He made a fearless Sadie fear, a careless Sadie care, a hopeless Sadie hope. Against her better judgment, against her own intuition, she wanted this man, body and soul. But when she began having strange dreams, dreams that were her forbidden memories, memories that doctors told her were irretrievable, Sadie soon realized that Mr. Mysterious in Black wasn't so mysterious after all.

S Ann Cole

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