Author: shandiboyes

The weak request forgiveness.The strong seek revenge.I’m the strongest I’ve ever been.Until I met her. Little Ms. Skitzo in a floral dress and eyes that revealed she’s danced with the devil and won wasn’t part of my game plan.She is broken. . . just like me. She is psychotic. . . just like me. But more than anything, she wants revenge. . . just like me. Together, we will be unstoppable. Until we … me. Together, we will be unstoppable. Until we aren’t. The voices have always been there, their screams and demands forever met. But this voice is new, determined, and quite frankly, frightening.It is the voice of reason. Psycho is…

Harlow Murphy is a baker with a wild streak — and Cormack McGregor is a billionaire with a sweet tooth. When a chance encounter stokes their desires, will a steamy fling help satisfy their cravings? A delicious romance!

It’s not impossible to meet your soul mate when you’re four. I’m living proof of this. Savannah Fontane whizzed into my life at the speed of a bullet. Unfortunately, her departure was just as quick.Just as all the pieces were slotting into place, I discovered I’m missing the most vital one. Let’s hope I can find it before my life comes fully undone.This book is the second book in Ryan’s duet. … undone.This book is the second book in Ryan’s duet. It’s not intended to be read as a standalone. It has open door sex scenes and touches on issues of domestic violence, making…

When opposing sides of the law collide, it isn’t just the rules being broken Justine Walsh dreamed about being an architect when she was a child, but when her brother was served a life sentence for murder, her plans altered. Now she’s a first-year intern at the best defense firm in the country. She’s seeking help from the right side of the law, so the last place she expects to find it is in a man … is in a man who’s far from lawful. Nikolai Popov was raised in a criminal entity that’s as bigoted as it is violent. He’s lived…

Seven minutes in heaven awarded me seven years in hell.I’ve admired Savannah Fontane since she whizzed down our street on her hot pink bike with rainbow tassels taped on the handlebars. I was in awe someone so small could ride without training wheels, I asked my mom to remove mine that same afternoon.Savannah drew a rainbow heart on my cast the very next day.From then, we were inseparable. I … we were inseparable. I thought Savannah would heal the cracks my parent’s volatile relationship caused to my heart. Only now am I realizing she may fracture it beyond repair.Author warning: this…

Have you ever wanted something so bad, you’re willing to kill for it? That’s what I felt the instant my eyes locked on Justine. I could practically taste her innocence on my tongue when she stood across from me, riling me up like the life in her eyes hadn’t been snuffed years ago. The thrill of the chase ran through my blood so fast, for the first time in years, I felt like I had a heart sitting … heart sitting in my chest. Its beat was weak and cold, but it was still thumping nonetheless.
 It had literally only been…

The gripping third installment in the Russian Mob Chronicles. Due to spoilers, no official blurb will be given.Author Warning: Due to adult content this book is not recommended for those under the age of 18.

Cleo goes undercover to investigate a dominant businessman — but she has no idea that it will lead her into a world of control and bliss. A complete collection of intense romances!

First in a series of sensual erotic romances! While investigating the world of BDSM, journalist Cleo falls for mysterious Marcus — and finds herself at the mercy of her own desires…

Everyone deserves a second shot at love.Five years ago, my life was tragically upended when my wife and unborn son were killed by a drunk driver. People often quote that as the years move on, so will my grief. It hasn’t. Every breath I take without Jorgie feels like I’m betraying her, so shouldn’t even a second without her on my mind make it hard for me to breathe? For the past five years, that’s … breathe? For the past five years, that’s exactly how I felt. . . until I glanced into a pair of pretty green eyes clouded with mistrust. For the quickest…