As longtime manager of Dirty, the hottest rock band on the planet, gorgeous and brooding Brody Mason has had his share of beautiful women. Yet, the only one he’s ever wanted is the one he never had - the one who tore his heart out. Beautiful and elusive Jessa Mayes appears to have it all. Talent, money, and a glamorous life. But she also has a secret. Six years ago, she ran away from her dream career as a songwriter with Dirty, and the only man she’s ever loved, without telling anyone why.

Zane and Maggie have been living a lie...A marriage that’s not really a marriage. A relationship that’s about as f--ked-up as they come. A secret that’s going to kill them both if they don’t sort their sh*t out, stat. And now they’re going on tour with Dirty. As the band’s assistant manager, Maggie knows she has to keep it professional - and keep away from her “husband” on the road.

Photographer Amber Malone sucks at love. She’s been dumped and duped and dated more a-holes than any girl should ever have to. Then she meets rock star Dylan Cope, drummer for the mega-successful rock band Dirty: gorgeous, charming, and all-around nice guy. For once, the stars seem to be aligning in Amber’s favor. There’s only one problem. Dylan’s rock star best friend, Ashley Player, is not a nice guy. He’s broken, bitter, and protective of Dylan - and wants Amber gone.

As head of security for Dirty - his best friend’s rock band - and a member of the West Coast Kings motorcycle club, Jude had a choice to make, long ago. Loyalty or love. Brotherhood or her. But now the woman he left behind is suddenly everywhere he turns. Problem is, Roni’s still got a wild side - and another biker for a boyfriend. And Jude’s got a fire for her that just won’t die.  

Seth Brothers had it all: the hottest album in the world, more money than he’d ever dreamed of, and Dirty - the band he loved like family. But as Dirty hit the big time, Seth hit bottom. Now all Seth’s got is the guitar on his back, a heart full of regrets, and one last chance to get it all back...including the one thing he never expected. Her. Elle Delacroix has it all - talent, money, fame...except the one thing that truly matters. Love...the only thing Seth has left to give.

Fate. Destiny. Karma.... She’s mine. It all started with a broken heart. And a breakup party. Rock stars. Circus freaks. And a bachelorette party. Too. Much. Booze. An embarrassing tattoo. And a twist of fate. Her name was Danny. I thought she was the one. But then I lost her. And I never thought I’d see her again. Now...I’m a mess. I’ve had my heart broken - more than once. And my band's broken up. I’ve sworn to myself that I’ll never fall in love again. Time to focus on new music and my new band. As soon as I sober up from my latest breakup party.

The fourth book in the Players rockstar romance series. 

Courteney Clarke is the kind of girl who rock stars like me write songs about. She’s beautiful, but she's totally off-limits. Because she’s my best friend’s little sister. Now she tells me she’s a virgin - and she wants me to be her first. But she’s just f--king with me. I know she is. She just hates me that much. She knows her brother would freak if I touched her. And if she plans to keep putting it in my face so I’ll give in...we’re both in a world of trouble. This is cold war, but I’m not giving in. Problem is, neither is she.

I didn't mean to star in a sex tape, okay? It was just one of those unexplainable things. Like Stonehenge, Police Academy 2, and morning glory clouds. It just happened. Now, my ball-busting father is sentencing me to six months of celibacy, sobriety, and morbid boredom under the roof of Boston's nerdiest girl alive, Sailor Brennan. The virginal archer is supposed to babysit my ass while I learn to take my place in Royal Pipelines, my family's oil company. Little does she know, that's not the only pipe I'll be laying....

Dane Davenport was the most gorgeous, popular, and hateable guy I went to high school with. And now? He’s the one thing standing in the way of my dream: to own the talent agency I’ve devoted my career to. Because he just bought it. He’s the bosshole from hell, and now I’m stuck with him - unless he decides to fire me. Well, I am not going down without a fight. But instead of firing me from the job I love, he does something even more evil: He asks me to help him - to save his reputation and his fortune.

I thought I'd hit the jackpot when I was upgraded to first class on my flight to London. That is, until he sat next to me. Gabriel Scott: handsome as sin, cold as ice. Nothing and no one gets to him. Ever. He's a legend in his own right, the manager of the biggest rock band in the world, and an arrogant ass who looks down his nose at me. I thought I'd give him hell for one, long flight. I didn't expect to like him. I didn't expect to want him. But the biggest surprise? He wants me, too. 

A sizzling friends-to-lovers novella about a marriage of convenience - and a jaw-dropping misunderstanding - between a notorious bad boy and the one woman he’s always wanted, but can’t have. 

Cruel. Coldblooded. Hades in a Brioni suit. Cillian Fitzpatrick has been dubbed every wicked thing on planet earth. To the media, he is The Villain. To me, he is the man who (reluctantly) saved my life. Now I need him to do me another small solid. Bail me out of the mess my husband got me into. What’s a hundred grand to one of the wealthiest men in America, anyway? Only Cillian doesn’t hand out free favors. The price for the money, it turns out, is my freedom.

The most important thing I’d ever read was scribbled on the door of a portable restroom, engraved into plastic at a carnival on the outskirts of Boston. Lust lingers, love stays. Lust is impatient, love waits. Lust burns, love warms. Lust destroys, but love? Love kills. Maybe it was always my destiny to fall in love with a monster. When other kids stayed awake at night fearing the pointy-toothed beast hiding in their closet, I longed to see mine.

They rule my new town, my school, and with more money than God, there’s very little out of their reach. Four gorgeous, perfect, scary boys. There used to be five, but one of them died, leaving a fifth position that I now fill. I didn't ask for this. I didn't want to be part of this billionaire-boys-club. But no one cares about what I want. Sebastian Beckett is the worst of them. Their leader. He draws me in, and strips me of every defense I have. He calls me Butterfly, but it's not a pet name, it's a threat.