Lisa Lace

I didn't feel safe on Earth. I wanted to get away.An alien abduction wasn't what I had in mind. I can't escape them by myself. I'm going to need help.But can my savior be an alien? The last thing on my mind is hooking up with an arrogant space cop, no matter how gorgeous he is. Why would I want to let him conquer me?There's something he's not saying.Have I met him before?

He bought me for his king. Now he's claimed me for himself. I didn't believe the rumors about TerraMates. People say the company has started taking women off the streets and selling them as sex toys for aliens. I should have listened. I'm a prisoner, and my captor is supposed to deliver me to his leader. But after tasting my body and mastering my soul, he has decided he wants me for himself. He doesn't care what the king wants. Do I want to go back to Earth, or keep begging for more?

I hate him. But I want him. Years ago, his company ran my father out of business. That family is nothing but trouble. Today, he could snap his fingers and make me a star overnight. For a girl like me, he's pure danger. Tall, muscular, and arrogant, Lucas is sin in a ten-thousand-dollar suit. I should stay far away, but I want to tear off his clothes. When he says he likes my voice, I'm sure he's flirting. He thinks I'm easy and desperate. When his gaze lingers on my body, I know he's imagining me naked. He makes me tremble. I crave every filthy thing he whispers. It's dirty and forbidden, but I can't stop myself from wanting what I can't have.

We weren't supposed to get married. I wasn't supposed to get pregnant. I came here for a bachelorette party, not a hook-up. Before I know it, we're in a Vegas chapel and I have a ring on my finger. Things grind to a halt in a way I never saw coming. I'm left with a shattered heart and divorce papers. That's what we want, right? But everything changes when he sees the baby bump.

I know what I want from an Earth woman. Someone to cry out my name with desire. Someone to have my babies. What I don't want is a wife. The last thing I need is a distraction. A delectable earthling makes me reconsider my plans. Perri is lovely. Curves, blue eyes, and ivory skin I want to taste. Her beauty makes planning to overthrow the corrupt government hard. Very hard. I terrify her. When I get close to her, she darts away. She calls me a rogue and a brute. No one can talk to me this way. I've only spent a single evening with the fiery female, but suddenly a wife is what I need. She'll scream. She'll moan. She'll writhe beneath me. I'll bend her to my will. I'll show her the pleasure of submission. I'll make Perri my queen.

Pomp. Privilege. Parties. As a British royal, that sums up my life. All it takes is one little scandal to change everything. My father threatens to cut me off. He makes me one final offer. Go to America and get my MBA. At Harvard, no less. So, I'm off to change my bad boy ways. The last thing I need is a distraction like Melissa Thorne. A sassy, independent, whip-smart girl who couldn't care less about my title. Melissa is a temptation in faded jeans and boots. An angel with legs for miles. Curves I need to own. But underneath, she's so much more. Fragile. Strong. Brilliant and vulnerable. She's a girl I want to keep in my bed. A girl I want to protect. Especially when I discover that she's in danger...

I want to tie you to my bed, Sophie. Spread eagle. Make you beg for me. I'm sorry...Who is this? Forgot me so soon? Maybe I need a reminder... When a mystery man sends me a racy text message, I'm intrigued. When he sends me more, his filthy words steal my breath. I'm hot, and more than a little bothered. He's got the wrong number. I should stop replying. I don't. I feel dirty and I love it. He wants my submission. He wants to taste me. He wants to hear me scream his name. One message leads to dozens more. He says he knows me, but I'm sure he's wrong. When he asks to meet, I can't say no. The man who arrives, the man who promised filthy things, is tall and ripped and built for sin. He's haunted my dreams. He knows me better than I know myself. He's the last man I thought I'd ever see again. Casual Sext is a STAND-ALONE, full-length contemporary romance. There are no cliffhangers, and a happy ending is guaranteed

He wants me. I'm not for sale. There are only two things that matter to me. The cosmetics company I built from the ground floor, and my daughter. She's the only thing that makes my heart beat. I need to stay sharp. If I fail, my daughter and I will have nothing. There's no safety net. Now the crown prince of the Donavan Dynasty wants my company. He intends to rip it out of the fingers. In the middle of heated negotiations, he changes tactics. Edward promises something I've never known. It's the one thing that has always eluded me. He says he can satisfy the hunger. He's the only one who can take me there. With his sultry gaze, masterful touch, and slow smile...I wonder if he's right.

Wanna know a secret? I've never had an orga*m. One night, everything changes. I lose my innocence, and I have my first O. With a man who probably doesn't care. Maxwell Brideau. Ruthless. Billionaire. Single father. He's my boss's brother and he doesn't date. He's never been seen with the same woman twice. I'd be foolish to get my hopes up. I'm crazy about his little girl. Bella desperately needs a mother-figure. What does Maxwell need? A marriage of convenience. He wants me to marry him and take care of his daughter. I watch over Bella during the day. My nights belong to Maxwell. It's an arrangement, nothing more. An arrangement with benefits. I'm helpless beneath his touch. He owns me, body and soul, and is going to show me many more filthy firsts... Exposed is a STAND-ALONE, full-length contemporary romance. There are no cliffhangers, and a happy ending is guaranteed

My best friend's brother is the bane of my existence. He teased, tormented, and flirted with me during high school. Now the jerk is back in town to take care of his niece and nephew. FML. I've dreamed about him returning before. But my dreams never have Tom looking this tall or dark. Or, Lord help me, this handsome. He's sure all he needs to do is snap his fingers or catch me under the mistletoe to get what he wants. I'm determined to help with the kids, but I won't let him near my heart. Even if it's Christmas. Even if his touch ignites my body.

A billionaire makes an app that matches people with their soulmates. Too bad it pairs his childhood sweetheart with his worst enemy.