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He hasn’t been with a woman in five years. She hasn’t been with a real man … until now. VIVIAN I’ve had enough of the crap that goes along with living in the city. So, I packed for a weeklong vacation in the mountains. Isolation in a cabin for the next seven days sounds like a good way to recoup and get my life back in order. After getting lost while hiking, I stumble upon a cabin that has me questioning whether to ask for help, or if I should brave staying the night in the woods. JAKE I left everything behind years ago after the woman I was with betrayed me. Now I work as a lumberjack and live my life as a recluse. Being celibate for the last five years says a lot about my self-control, but I’m a man and have needs, and not giving into what I really want is hard as hell. But I can’t let myself get close to anyone, not even for a few hours. Getting close is how I got screwed over before. As soon as I see Vivian, I know I have to have her. It’s been forever since I’ve had a woman. Because of a storm rolling in, she’ll have to stay with me overnight. We could do a lot of filthy things in that time. I pride myself on my control, but when it comes to Vivian, I don’t know if I can keep my hands to myself. I know I can’t. I have needs, and it’s clear Vivian’s in need of a real man to help her unwind. I can certainly help her in that department. Warning: If you’re looking for a sappy, pull-your-heartstring kind of book … this isn’t it. If you want a short and dirty story featuring an all-around alpha hero who hasn’t had a woman in years, and a heroine who’ll find out what it’s like to be with a real man ... this might be for you.

She’s the only one he’ll ever want. He is the first boy she fell in love with. Quinn I met Isabel when I was ten. I fell in love with her before I even knew what that meant. I knew from the moment I saw her she was it for me. No one else compared to her, and I’d do anything to make her mine. But I was afraid of losing the friendship we have, so I've kept my mouth shut. But she's leaving me, and I know I can't keep how I feel inside any longer. Saving myself for the girl I love isn't a hardship, but it’s something I'm proud of. When it comes to Isabel, giving her my virginity, and making her see we belong together, is all that matters. Isabel Quinn is like the other half of my soul, the one person I can talk to about anything. He has the bad boy thing going on but is also respectful as much as he is a rebel. He is the first and only boy I will ever love. Being forced to move across the country, and leave him behind, is like leaving a piece of myself in the process. But telling Quinn I am madly in love with him could put a strain on our friendship. I don't know if that’s something I could handle or risk. Quinn Nothing can keep me from Isabel. She is it for me, and I mean that in every conceivable way. Nothing can keep me from her. I hope she's ready because there isn't anything or anyone that will stop me from having her as mine. Warning: This story is short, dirty story filled with a possessive virgin hero who wants his heroine to be his one and only. It's drama free, and has insta-everything going on, so be prepared to have an overload of sugary virgin goodness.

He’s done being the bad boy … he’s ready to be a father.DEXI’m the bad boy— the one mothers warn their daughters about. But I’ve never seen myself settling down, and that’s been fine with me. Then life, reality, whatever you want to call it, bitch slapped me right across the face, and I knew what I wanted.A baby.At thirty-nine, I am having a severe case of baby fever, and that means convincing the one woman I’ve always wanted but knew was too good for me to be mine and be the mother of my child.EVAI’ve always wanted Dex. It’s hard not to want a man like Dex. He’s all raw power and cut muscle. He’s the epitome of what a real man is, but he’s not a bastard about it.But then he throws me a curve ball and says he wants me not only as his woman … but as the mother of his child.And I’ll be honest; it’s what I’ve always wanted.DEXThe truth is Eva deserves better than me, but I’m too selfish, and I want her too badly to back away.Nothing will stop me from making her mine … and putting my baby inside her.Warning: This book is short and right to the point—like the kind of story that gives you whiplash. If you enjoy unbelievable plots, and insta-everything going on, you may enjoy this dirty little read.

He’ll show her how a real man treats a woman…SABINEI’d never known how good it could feel to be taken care of by a man who knew what he was doing.Until I was with Hugo...HUGOI was older than she was.She was innocent, hadn’t experienced all that life had to offer.I could give her that experience.Sabine consumed my thoughts, made me desire nothing else but her. No other woman compared to her, and because of that, I hadn’t been with a woman for four years, which was also the last time I saw Sabine.But I was done feeling guilty for what I desired. I wanted Sabine in my life, by my side, and I was about to make that a reality.I didn’t know if she’d ever been treated the way a female should … but I was going to show her how a real man takes care of a woman.Warning: If you’re into super short, hot, dirty reads containing a much older hero and younger heroine … keep on reading. This story is guaranteed to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside, give you that sweet HEA we all deserve, and make you want to search out an experienced older man for yourself.

BRENDANI’ve done pretty damn well in hiding my feelings for her over the years, but having Meghan under the same roof as me, and only feet from my bed makes it hard to control myself.The truth is when it comes to Meghan I don’t want to practice self-control. I love her.MEGHANI’ve known him nearly my whole life. He’s cocky, gets under my skin, but is gorgeous and caring, too. And as much as I want to say it doesn’t affect me, I’d be lying.The truth is I love him, and I don’t know if that’ll end up destroying me.BRENDANShe needed a place to stay, and now she’s got a roommate … me. But I’m about to show her that I want more than a friendly arrangement. Too much time has passed, and I’m done waiting. I’m ready to step up and be a man.I’ve never been good at sharing, and when it comes to her, she’s mine.Warning: You like short, hot, straight to the point stories? Do you want drama-free sexiness that leaves nothing to the imagination? Do you want a story that is pretty unbelievable, but gives you the warm fuzzies at the same time? Well then, leave your panties at the door because that’s what’s going down in this quickie.

Even a bad boy can wear a suit and tie…NOAHAll it took was one look at Harley to know I wanted her.It wasn’t about the deliberate sexual dry spell I was going through either … the one I voluntarily participated in. No, there was something about her innocence and her vulnerability that had possessiveness running through my veins.I wanted her as mine, and I’d have her. I’d show her that although I could be cruel to those who went up against me, when it came to her, I’d make the world bow down at her feet.HARLEYThe position I had been offered was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but it also came with working for a man who had the most notorious reputation in the city.Noah Wright was anything but Mr. Right, especially not with his arrogant, unforgiving, and tyrannical attitude. He was wealthy and gorgeous, but he struck fear into people with just a look. They knew who held the power when he was in the room. So did I.And I was now working for him and getting an up-close-and-personal experience with his cold, hardened, and abrasive personality … and it turned me on.But there was something else under the frigid demeanor he showed everyone, a slice of warmth he showed only me. I knew if Noah wanted me, he could easily have me, because putting up a fight was not what I planned on doing.I wanted him, but I wouldn’t be just a conquest.Warning: Love insta-everything in a book? Like over-the-top sugary goodness? Want your stories dripping with cocky and possessive alpha heroes who only want one woman? Get a fan and a cold glass of water ready, because this story will definitely heat you up.

She’s about to find out exactly how much he wants her…LEXII’ve been fascinated with him for years.He’s wild and lives alone, and everyone has been smart enough to keep their distance.Except me, that is.Until now.I see something in him that I see in myself, and I want to explore that. He’s untamed and raw, and maybe dangerous.But that’s exactly what I need.It’s what I want.DILLONShe shouldn’t have come to me, but now that she’s here, I can’t let her go.I don’t do well around others, so going off the grid has been for the best.What Lexi doesn’t know is that I’ve noticed her for years and wanted her as mine for just as long. It would be safer if I kept her at a distance, which I’ve managed to do … but I can’t anymore.I won’t.I hope she’s ready to be mine, because she’s about to see exactly how feral I can be where it concerns her.Warning: This book is wild and dirty, short and smutty. Sure, it’s unbelievable, and features a celibate recluse who will make the woman he wants his at all costs, but who doesn’t like it that way? If you are into an over the top alpha hero, and some filthy goodness, dive in.

I’m going to show her how good it can be to get dirty…JOSEPHINEMoving to a small town for a new job was the only thing I should be focused on. But the first time I see Gabe, all of that goes out the window. He’s the owner of a garage in the town I now call home, and picturing the filthy things he’d do to me with those grease-stained hands fills my head.The way he looks at me makes me feel like a woman, like he’s undressing me with his eyes … like he could teach me a thing or two about what a real man does with a woman in his bed.I don’t care if being with him is fast or sudden. I want him to devour me.GABEThe first time I lay eyes on Josephine, I know she’ll be mine.I won’t stop until she is.I want to get my dirty hands all over her. I want to make that creamy pale skin of hers dark from grease, and red from holding onto her.And I’ll do all of that, because there’s no way I’m backing off, not until I know I have her.Warning: You like filthy and insta-love? Well, this story is full of it. If you’re into a hero who knows how to handle his woman, and a heroine who’s all about tall, dark, and dirty, you better hang on because this story will most definitely give you whiplash.

She’ll be his greatest conquest.INGRIDI should have been afraid of him, the brutal man with the violence covering him and blood on his face. But he’d saved me from a fate worse than death. He was a Viking, a man who took what he wanted because he could, because no one dared to cross him, to go against him.And he claimed me.I was his now, and I didn’t want to fight that.GUNNARFrom the moment I saw Ingrid I knew I wanted her as mine, as my wife, the future mother of my children. I’ll go to any lengths to keep her by my side, to make her see I’m not letting her go. I may give her the option to leave, to find her own way, but the truth is I would follow her to the ends of the earth to keep her close.I’m a Viking, a savage, dangerous and violent. I don’t give up when I see something I want. I’ve been searching for Ingrid my whole life; I just didn’t realize it until I looked into her blue eyes.She will be mine. No matter what.Warning: Hope you like your men filthy, brutal, and willing to slay for the woman he’s claimed, because in this story you’re getting it all and then some. It’s dirty, totally unbelievable, and probably holds no real historical facts, but it’s fun and hot and hits the right spot. It is what it is, so hang on and enjoy the ride.

Steel isn’t the only thing that’s hard.MADDIE Deacon was older than me, but I wanted him regardless. He had this raw edge to him, this primal aura surrounding him that made me feel wholly feminine. He was the epitome of a man…a real man. Even his profession was masculine: a blacksmith. I had no doubt he knew how to work his hands over a woman, how to use them to make her feel the soft and hard sides of him.What I wanted was for him to be my first…my only.DEACONShe thought I didn’t see her watching me, that I didn’t know she wanted me.I knew, and I wanted her with a fierceness that rivaled anything else.What Maddie didn’t know was I’d already claimed her. There was no other woman for me but her. I was a possessive bastard, territorial when it came to her. The time had finally come to make her mine. I’d show her how primal I really was, how rough I liked it, how much I wanted to make her scream my name. I’d show her how a man took care of his woman in all the ways that counted.She’d be mine. Only mine.Warning: You like your heroes with a touch of caveman? Look no further because Deacon has it going on. He’s all man, and then some. Hold on tight because this story packs a punch, is totally unbelievable, and of course, has insta-everything going on.

He’s loved her his entire life.AXELShe’s my best friend, my everything.She’s been the girl I’ve loved since I knew what that meant.I box—fight bloody—for a living, and at every fight she’s there, cheering me on, being mine whether she knows it or not.I’ve never been with a woman because for me she’s it. Roxie is the only one I’ll ever want.Enough time has passed. It’s time I told Roxie how I feel, because there’s no way I can hold in my feelings any longer.ROXIEI want to think the looks, the possessiveness that comes from him means he wants me the same way I want him. He’s been in my life for longer than I can remember, and I never want that to change.I’ll be with him until the end. My love for him runs so deep, so strong I can’t breathe at times.I watch as he pushes other girls away, his gaze locked on mine as if he’s trying to tell me there isn’t anyone else for him.But I’m afraid to turn our relationship from friends to lovers. I’m afraid of crossing that line that could ruin what we have.Warning: This is a super sweet friends-to-lovers story. Don’t worry; it still has that OTT alpha hero who’s head over heels in love with his woman and caveman to a fault. Grab some ice, because it’s going to get hot in here!

He’ll show her exactly what’s under his kilt.MOLLYThe first time I saw Mr. McGowan, he was walking into our class wearing a kilt. Our substitute professor, he was big and brooding, masculine, and had a sexy Scottish brogue going on.Maybe I didn’t need that extra tutoring, but I sure as hell wanted it.ALASTAIRI noticed Molly the moment I stepped into the classroom. She was the wee lass with the fire-colored hair, the intense green eyes, and a body that had me burning alive. I didn’t want to look away from her because I knew she was mine.Maybe there was a rule about staff not fraternizing with students. But given that I’m just the substitute professor, and that I wanted her like a fiend, I was about to cross some lines and break some rules.Warning: You ever wonder what’s under a man’s kilt? Well, this story won’t leave you in the dark. It’s short, of course filthy, and has a Scottish hero with a sexy brogue. He only has eyes for his heroine, and will teach her a thing or two about how good it can feel to get dirty.

That one word has never meant so much. Jana Ballet was my life, but after getting injured, that dream faded. I still needed fast money, so I sucked up my pride and decided to strip.Clubs could use a virgin stripper, right?But from the moment I saw Cole Savage, owner of the strip club I was trying to get in to, all rational thought left me.He was dark and dangerous, and his personality screamed arrogance.I wanted him, and by the way he looked at me, I knew he wanted me as well.But I should keep it strictly business. That’s what I told myself anyway. Cole From the moment I first saw Jana, I wanted her. She needed a job at my club, but the possessive side of me rose up, demanding she was only mine. I might have just met her, but I was already so damn territorial of her.If she wanted a job, I’d give her one, but she’d be keeping her clothes on.I’d been celibate for years, but it was time to change that with her.Jana would soon realize what it meant to be mine.Warning: This is a short story featuring an over-the-top possessive hero who makes no secret that the heroine is his. It’s got dirty dancing, raunchy scenes, but is safe and has the Happily Ever After that comes with reading a Real Man story.

LAYLAFor the last two years Lachlan has been my personal bodyguard. Although I don’t feel in danger and don’t need someone constantly watching me, because it’s Lachlan, I can’t help but feel safe.I love him.He is big and strong, with training that makes him deadly. Anyone who is stupid enough to cross him learns that swiftly.But I’m too afraid to tell him how much I want him. I’m too afraid to tell him that I crave him.LACHLANI was hired to be her bodyguard, to make sure she was safe because her father is a senator. But even if her father hadn’t hired me, I wouldn’t have been able to leave her alone.I love her, want her as mine, and I need to show Layla that she was meant for me.I need to show her that if anyone looks at her, speaks to her, or thinks they have a right to touch her, I’ll lay them out and not think twice.She is my world, and no one but me will have her.I’m done waiting. It’s time I make Layla mine.

Being bad never felt so good.RYEI'd been called bad, dangerous … a criminal. And I didn't deny it. Everyone knew it, especially the one woman I wanted but couldn't have.I should've stayed away, should've left her alone. Jessa was the daughter of my business partner, too young for me, too innocent.But I wanted her in the worst of ways, and no amount of self-control could keep me from her.I wanted to claim every part of her, make her know what it was like to have a real man between her thighs.And I’d have her.JESSAHe was older than me, dangerous, masculine in the best of ways. I saw how he watched me, the looks he gave me when he thought I wasn't paying attention.Rye wanted me, even if he'd never do anything about it.I was just the virgin daughter of his business partner, not someone he'd ever get involved with. But that didn't stop me from lusting after him, from picturing his big body over mine, his hands touching me until I cried out for more.But I was tired of waiting. I would make the first move, and damn the consequences.

Size definitely matters.I’ve wanted Fiona for years, but good intentions had me staying away. I’d always seen her as mine, and was pretty damn satisfied when she turned every guy away who came sniffing around her.And it was because of my carnal need for her that I didn’t touch another woman, that I stayed celibate for Fiona.When it came to her I was possessive, territorial.I didn’t just want her in my bed.I wanted her as mine. Branded by me … bred by me.And one way or another I’d have her … as my wife and filled with my baby.

There was only one woman I wanted, and I’d been secretly lusting after her for years.My sister’s friend.That first time I saw Calissa was like a right hook to the face, taking me down until there was nothing left. She was my world.She’s too young for me, too innocent, but that won’t stop me from making her mine. There’s no stopping it, no controlling this possessive, primal need to claim her.I’d have Calissa no matter what, as my woman, my wife ... with my baby inside of her.CALISSAIt was a forbidden desire to want your best friend’s older brother, but it was my reality. Tex was big and strong and a successful owner of a security company. He was definitely all man.I’d thought he’d never see me as anything more than his sister’s friend. How wrong I was.No more longing gazes or fantasies that we were together.He knew what he wanted out of life and apparently that was me ... pregnant with his child.

*All stories in the Real Man series are complete standalone titles.* Greta Berserkers. 
They were known to be the fiercest of all Norse warriors, charging into battle in a wild frenzy, no protection except the weapon they held in their hand. Said to have the spirit of a wild animal inside of them, they were feared … revered. And I had fallen in love with one. Calder I was a wanderer, a free spirit. I was paid to track and hunt, to kill. It’s what I did, how I survived. And I loved every minute of it.
 But I found myself going to the same village because of one person … Greta. I shouldn’t want her. She’s far too innocent for the likes of me, more animal, more feral than the fiercest of Vikings. But I couldn't stop myself from being drawn to her.
 And then she’s taken from me. 
I'd track her, hunt her down and bring her back. But that’s not all I'd do. Once Greta was back in my arms, I was claiming her and never letting her go.

Just friends. That’s what I thought we were … until we weren’t, until my love for Mia was too consuming that I couldn’t ignore it anymore. Until I couldn’t deny it. And when we’d lost someone close to us both—her brother, my best friend—it was that life-changing moment that I told myself to man up. It was that loss that drew us closer, that made me realize I’d been a fool to stay back. But we’d always been just friends.
Two words that meant a hell of a lot more than I wanted them to. Two words that were this wall between us. Two words that I wanted gone when I looked at her. There was a time when I would have been fine with that title. But that time had passed.
I was done being just friends. I was ready to finally make Mia mine. I just hoped she felt the same way.

They called him Big for more than one reason. Big I had everything I could want in life. My own career, a house with property, and respect in my community. But what I didn’t have was her. Landry. Owner of the town’s cleaning service. For five long years, I’d pined after her. I watched her from afar, thought only about her, hell, fantasized about Landry when I was alone. And for five years, I’d stayed celibate, because Landry was the only woman I wanted in my life in every way. My self-control when it came to her should have won me a medal, but that tightly reined in desire had slipped and I was done holding myself back. So I told her I needed her help—her talents in making my place livable. What she didn’t know was it was just to get her to my place, to tell her, show her she was always meant to be mine. Landry When I realized it was Big who wanted my services, I didn’t know if I could go through with it. I loved him, had for years, but I was inexperienced in all things romantic, so being honest and just telling him how I felt wasn’t an option.
But when I found myself in his home… with him watching me, I knew I’d fail miserably at trying to act like I didn’t want him. And when things come on hard and fast, I know there’s no going back. I’m about to give Big every part of myself, including my virginity, but then again, I know that’s what he wants. Me, in his life, as his. Forever.

*Each Real Man book can be read as a complete standalone. Everett I saw her across a crowded room. She was everything I’d ever wanted.
 She was everything I didn’t know I needed. 
It ended with a few too many glasses of champagne and both of us in an empty room, the heat rising, two bodies searching for something more. 
I only knew her first name, but that’s all I needed to know I wanted her as mine forever.
 There wouldn’t be anything in this world that could stop me from letting Penny know I couldn’t let her walk away. Penny I ran into him… literally. And instantly, I knew he was unlike any man I’d ever met. I’d consumed far too many alcoholic beverages that night, and the liquid courage and bubbles going straight to my head.
 With my inhibitions gone, I found myself sneaking off into a storage closet with a virtual stranger and doing things that made me blush.
 It was fast.
 It was hot.
 It was dirty.
 But most of all, it was perfect.
 When the night ended, I knew the fantasy would no doubt become a distant memory. But Everett had woken something up in me that I hadn’t known was asleep. And I yearned for more.
 And it seemed he hadn’t forgotten about me either… not if him showing up on my doorstep telling me I was his was anything to go by.

*All stories in the Real Man series can be read as a complete standalone. I was known in town as old money but lived off the land, a present-day caveman. They called me the town recluse, dubbed me a mountain man, antisocial. It was true. But then she came into my life and turned everything I knew upside down. 
It started with Bailey getting lost in the woods and finding herself on my doorstep. She was sweet and innocent, half my age, and I had no control when the arousal built between us that night.
 It ended with me taking her virginity in a passion-filled night.
 But then she was gone, and I should have gone after her, thrown her over my shoulder, and demanded she was mine. Four years later and our paths cross again. I thought I was stronger, able to control myself, but where Bailey was concerned, there was no doubt she called the shots. She owned my heart. She’d gotten under my skin in the best of ways, and I knew this time around, I wouldn’t let her get away.

*Each Real Man book can be read as a complete standalone. Lenora He hated me.
I loved him.
I had feelings for Beckham for so long it was a part of me now. But because his father married my mother, I knew there was no chance of us ever being together. We couldn’t cross that line. I wouldn’t for fear of ruining our relationship. But then my mother betrayed his father, destroying our family and ripping Beckham from me.
Hurtful things were said, things that broke my heart.
I never thought I’d see him again. It was an unmeasurable pain. And six months later, I found myself having to turn to him, the man I loved.... the man who hated me.
He agreed to let me stay with him until I was on my feet again. But what arrangement did he have in mind? What did he want as payment? Beckham She thought I hated her. She couldn’t be further from the truth. I was so in love with her that no one else mattered. But I screwed that up in one moment of pain, in one second of hurt.
It wasn’t even her fault, but I’d taken it out on Lenora. And I regretted it every day since. I wanted to call her so many times. I’d driven by her house like a stalker, wanting to talk to her, to beg for forgiveness. But now was my time to make things right. 
Now was my chance to prove to her I’d do whatever it took to have her forgive me... to have her love me too.

Sold off like a piece of meat. That’s exactly what my best friend was asking me to do. “It’s for a good cause,” she said. “Whoever wins will wine and dine you,” she said. And so I agreed, even though I feared no one would bid on me, even though I worried how everyone would see how very much I didn’t fit in to their aristocratic, wealth-laced world. But then he came along, saving me from face-planting at the event, holding me close and making me feel all the things that had been foreign to me. He stared into my eyes like he wanted to give me every part of who he was. He looked at me like he wanted to give me… everything. And as I stood on that stage and was auctioned off, there was one deep voice that rose above all others. His. Logan Mathis. The man who heated my body and hadn’t said more than a string of words to me during our first encounter. The exorbitant amount of money he bid ensured I’d be his, if only for one night. But God, I wanted more. And the way he looked at me said he wanted the same thing.

The poor weren’t with the rich.
 The help didn’t think they had a chance with the ones they worked for. 
That’s what my parents drilled into my head since the day we started working for the St. James family, since we moved onto the property and they became our employers. 
But from the moment I saw Pyper, the daughter of the wealthiest family in the state, I knew I couldn’t stay away. I pretended like I could, but I sought her out, took the jobs that would bring me close to her. I wanted to see her, smell her perfume, tell myself that what I was doing wasn’t wrong, that I wasn’t crossing lines.
 My kind weren’t with hers.
 Until they were, until we were.
 And when Pyper gave herself to me, when I took her in the way I’d always wanted in the pool house where anyone could see us, could catch us, I knew there was no going back. I’d make sure of that. 
I’d been in love with her for years, and now that I finally had her, nothing would keep her from me. 
Not our families, not the “rules” on us not being together, not even the fact that she’d leave again for college.
 Nothing would keep me from Pyper.

We’d been friends nearly our entire lives. Only friends... at least on the outside. I always cared for Devon more than I should, wanted things with him that didn’t happen between “just friends.” Until one night of drinking changed that. I ended up in Devon’s bed after one too many drinks. I wished I could say I didn’t remember what we did and feign ignorance. 
But I knew.
I remembered every passionate, heated moment. I remembered the way he touched me, the things he said to me in pleasure. Things were different between us now, weird, and so I stayed away, not wanting to make things worse. But it seemed fate had other plans for me... for us. I had a one-night stand with my best friend, and I had a secret that resulted from that encounter.
I was pregnant with his baby. *All stories in the Real Man series can be read as complete standalone titles.