検索キーワード： 著者 "Lili Valente" すべてのカテゴリー

Getting snowed in at my abandoned hotel on Christmas Eve is a stroke of good luck. What I do with that luck is sweet, sinful holiday magic.... We haven't even gotten started, sweetheart. Tonight, I'm going to make you forget who you are, what you are, that you were ever anything but mine.

Caitlin is everything I never knew I needed, the only good thing left in my world. But what we've done is more than simply reckless, more than stealing from the rich to help the poor. It's become darker and more dangerous than even I was prepared for. If I really love her, I'll walk away and stay the hell out of her life.    

Turns out Colton Brody sucks at resisting temptation. But you know what they say: if you can't be good, be good at being bad. After all, as long as he and Olivia keep their sex-capades a secret from their family and friends, no one will get hurt. Colton is going to devote his last two weeks in Lover's Leap to pleasuring Olivia until she doesn't have a single pair of panties he hasn't ripped off her curvy body.

I've waited years for my drop-dead sexy boss, Tristan Hunter, to notice me as something other than his right-hand gal. But though his dog is deeply in love with me, Tristan and I seem doomed to the friend zone. Until the night we kiss... It's all a ruse, of course - our make-out session is for the benefit of the two heartbreakers who dumped us - but very real sparks fly when his lips meet mine. At least...they're real for me.

When the virgin makes her brother’s best friend an offer he can’t refuse—her. As the CEO of a multimillion dollar company, I pride myself on being in control. I’m rarely rattled, until my best friend’s little sister makes me an offer I can’t resist. Sweet, sexy, big-hearted CJ wants me to be her teacher. In the bedroom. And oh hell, does she ever have a detailed lesson plan. Seven nights of seduction. Seven nights to teach her everything I know in the bedroom.

They say Rafe Hunter is trouble with a capital T. I say - bring it on. As long as Trouble comes in a package as delicious as Rafe’s, I’m ready to climb on his Harley and ride all night long - and I’m not just talking about his motorcycle. I can hide out until the scandal with my evil ex blows over and have a wild rebound at the same time. Besides, I’ve got no heart left to break. My ex made sure of that. As long as Rafe and I keep our no-strings fling from our families, what can possibly go wrong?

I hate my new roommate. And I want to do dirty, delicious things to her in that swing she installed that we both know has nothing to do with aerial yoga. Neither of which is good, considering Diana Daniels is my NHL team captain's little sister, and he will break my face if I'm not a perfect gentleman. I try to be. Really, I do. But Diana has all sorts of Jedi mind tricks to make a man obsessed with getting her into bed, and I'm not gonna lie - I fall for every single one of them.

For six generations, the women of wine country have had a saying: don’t bang a Hunter man unless you want a bun in your oven. Yeah, well. I’ve got a saying too: no thanks. The last thing I need is baby makes three. My business is expanding, and the only thing I’m interested in getting knocked up is my bottom line. But then one night, Emma Haverford makes me an offer I can’t refuse - she backs away from the land I have my eye on in exchange for a favor...a big, fat, baby-making favor....

In the market for a hot tip? Here’s one: Don’t bang your best friend’s little sister. Especially when she’s an investigative journalist and your investment company is the target of her latest scoop. Unfortunately, I have a thing for high-risk bets, and Ellie's suggestion that we mix business with pleasure is too sweet a deal to pass up. Friends with benefits is the kind of low-stress romantic situation a busy New Yorker actually has time for.

Begging my brother’s best friend - a.k.a NHL superstar Ian Fox - to help me ditch my V-card wasn’t part of my “make it big in NYC” plans. But after years of being “cute little Evie”, I’m tired of waiting for Mr. Right. I’m ready for Mr. Right Now, and Ian is everything I’ve ever wanted in a first time. He’s kind, funny, confident, and has a legendary stick.... And yes, my brother will murder us if he finds out, but we’re both grown-ups. We can keep a secret. We have to, since I just landed an art-therapy job working with his troubled team. 

Four powerful men. Four lines they were never supposed to cross. One collection that will leave you breathless. The Forbidden. He's the one man I can't have—my ex-boyfriend's father. He's powerful, protective, and the only man who truly knows how to handle a "good girl." The Enemy. He ruined my family, but one night on his yacht proves he has anything but ice in his veins. Now I'm falling for the man I'm supposed to hate.

Rule Number One: Never lose your virginity to the man who ruined your family. It’s a rule I never meant to break, but the night our paths collide, I have no idea who Weaver is. He’s just a drop-dead gorgeous man with no qualms about sleeping with a virgin. By the time I realize he’s also the man who destroyed my father, I’ve spent the hottest night of my life on his yacht. I’m ashamed of what I’ve done. I’m even more ashamed that I want to do it again.

Sleeping with my teammate's sister? Rookie mistake. Getting her pregnant? Career-ending penalty. They call me the Guru—the guy who never loses his cool, never breaks the code, and definitely doesn't knock up his best friend's little sister after one perfect, reckless night. But judging by Beatrice's new baby bump, six months ago, I did just that. Now she's back in New Orleans, gorgeous, glowing, and determined to do this solo. She doesn't need my money, my help, or my suddenly inconvenient feelings. Too bad.

What do you do when the hot younger hockey player you swore you’d stop banging is the perfect revenge date to your ex’s wedding? Pretend to be a couple. Obviously. I was going to take the high road. I really was. But Nix needs image rehab before management benches him, and I need a plus-one who proves I’ve moved on to bigger and better things. (Especially the bigger part…) Besides, we’re adults. We can pretend to be hot for each other without actually getting it on in the great outdoors. Again.

My name is Caroline "Candy" Cane, I own a country inn, date a man who runs a Christmas tree farm, and my mom's peppermint fudge wins first place at the Reindeer Corners' festival every year. Basically, I'm living every romance-loving girlie's small town dream. Until a last minute trip to New York City leads to catching my boyfriend banging a Rockette (in full elf costume). So, when I'm offered a chance to star in a hospitality-themed reality show, I jump at the chance to serve hot cocoa in roller skates on national television.

I’m a nerdy virgin—glasses, spreadsheets, collection of test tubes, you get the idea—and proud of it. I don’t mess around with unpredictable things like lust. Or love. Or gorgeous, brilliant men from my past who show up at my sister’s wedding and kiss me like they’ve been waiting years to do it. Unfortunately, Dr. Connor Sinclair does exactly that. Suddenly, I’m staying up all night with him, making out, making plans, and kicking his adorable butt in chess.

Seven Trevino is a "bad boy" single dad with a heart of gold and a body a Viking king would kill for. He's also my best friend. A friend I wish could be more, but he refuses to even consider dating. He's convinced he's too old for me. But I know he feels the electricity that crackles in the air every time we touch, and I don't care about our age gap. All I care about is that no one has ever made me feel as safe, understood, or desperate to get naked as Seven does.

Wesley McGuire Isn't My Dream Guy is a steamy romantic comedy featuring a forced-proximity road trip, just one bed, a best friend's brother, a mischievous ferret, and a happily ever after with ALL the heart. Welcome to Bad Dog, Minnesota. Hot heroes. Big-hearted heroines. Nosy families. Mischievous animals. Small-town chaos. And the kind of love that changes everything. Formerly titled Kind of a Dirty Talker.

Three feel-good, panty-melting, LOL small town romances in one collection for the first time!

What to do when the male "escort" you hired to take your virginity turns out to be a jaded billionaire playing games with your body... and your heart? As a card-carrying Good Girl, I'm the last person anyone would expect to end up in a "Reverse Pretty Woman" situation... I'm the sweet, shy one, not the type to hire an escort to show her the ropes in the bedroom. I'm also not the type to lie to my family, sneak away to New York City for a week of no-holds-barred pleasure, or enjoy being told what a "good girl" I am when I get down on my knees for a gorgeous, commanding older man.