by Katy Kaylee
Forbidden Desires
A 6 Book Romance Box Set
Katy Kaylee
Contents
Box Set Description
Daddy
1. Beverly
2. Fitz
3. Beverly
4. Fitz
5. Beverly
6. Beverly
7. Fitz
8. Beverly
9. Beverly
10. Fitz
11. Beverly
12. Beverly
13. Fitz
14. Bev
15. Fitz
16. Beverly
17. Fitz
18. Bev
19. Bev
20. Fitz
Epilogue
Say Yes
21. Gwen
22. Gwen
23. Gwen
24. Ryan
25. Gwen
26. Gwen
27. Ryan
28. Gwen
29. Ryan
30. Gwen
31. Gwen
32. Gwen
33. Ryan
34. Gwen
35. Ryan
36. Gwen
37. Ryan
38. Gwen
39. Ryan
40. Gwen
41. Gwen
42. Ryan
43. Ryan
44. Gwen
45. Gwen
46. Ryan
47. Gwen
48. Gwen
49. Ryan
50. Gwen
51. Gwen
52. Ryan
53. Gwen
54. Gwen
55. Ryan
Epilogue: Gwen
Playing Pretend
56. Delainne
57. Delainne
58. Delainne
59. Delainne
60. Delainne
61. Eric
62. Delainne
63. Eric
64. Delainne
65. Eric
66. Delainne
67. Delainne
68. Eric
69. Delainne
70. Delainne
71. Eric
72. Eric
73. Delainne
74. Eric
75. Delainne
76. Delainne
77. Eric
78. Eric
79. Delainne
80. Delainne
81. Delainne
82. Eric
83. Delainne
84. Delainne
85. Eric
Epilogue: Delainne
Double Bossed
86. Tabitha
87. Xavier
88. Tabitha
89. Samson
90. Tabitha
91. Xavier
92. Samson
93. Tabitha
94. Xavier
95. Tabitha
96. Tabitha
97. Samson
98. Tabitha
99. Tabitha
100. Tabitha
101. Xavier
102. Samson
103. Tabitha
104. Tabitha
105. Samson
106. Xavier
Epilogue: Tabitha
The Escort
107. Olivia
108. Zac
109. Olivia
110. Zac
111. Olivia
112. Zac
113. Zac
114. Olivia
115. Olivia
116. Zac
117. Olivia
118. Zac
119. Olivia
120. Zac
121. Olivia
122. Zac
123. Olivia
124. Zac
Epilogue: Olivia
Epilogue: Zac
The Hook Up
125. Malia
126. Dillon
127. Malia
128. Dillon
129. Malia
130. Dillon
131. Malia
132. Dillon
133. Malia
134. Dillon
135. Malia
136. Dillon
137. Malia
138. Dillon
139. Malia
140. Dillon
141. Dillon
142. Malia
143. Malia
144. Dillon
145. Dillon
146. Malia
147. Dillon
148. Malia
149. Malia
150. Dillon
Epilogue: Dillon
Make You Mine (Excerpt)
Prologue
Come with Me (Excerpt)
Michaela
Box Set Description
A Collection of 3 Amazon Bestselling + 3 Exclusive Never Before Published Novels!
Hot Alpha Males that will ignite those Forbidden Desires within you and have you begging for more.
Daddy
He says, ‘Age brings in experience,’ and I am so ready to surrender my V-card.
We are going great,
But then he decides to change things.
I can’t!
I can’t allow him to ruin my career.
So what…if I am head over heels in love with him and the baby in my belly is his!
Say Yes
My voluptuous curves melted against his hard abs, and the next thing I knew, I was pregnant.
My little brother’s gonna murder him, but only if he finds out.
I’ve never been good at keeping secrets, and Ryan’s doing all he can to pry this new one out of me.
What happens if I tell?
The only thing worse than losing my family would be losing him.
Playing Pretend
“You pretend to be my fiancée for this wedding, and I’ll protect you from your step-brother.”
I mean, what could possibly go wrong! Until…
Well, let’s just say I wanted to say goodbye to virginity, and then I wanted to feel his hard, chiseled body, and then I wanted to be a part of his life – forever!
Please tell me we’re just playing pretend and my situation won’t change anything.
Not even my chance to have a baby with him…
Double Bossed
Two dashing bosses, one innocent virgin.
Tabitha is faced with choices she was never prepared for!
The Escort
A unique situation results in equally unique consequences.
Olivia’s secret crush and best friend’s brother enters her life in the most bizarre way,
And she struggles to take a leap of faith for the man she has loved since she can remember.
The Hook Up
Dillon and Malia make a choice.
But every choice results in consequences,
And theirs leads them down a road filled with obstacles and mishaps.
Is their flame of passion strong enough to withstand all storms,
Or will it fizzle out as it is expected to?
*** Forbidden Desires is a collection of six steamy, full length, standalone novels. No cliffhangers, no cheating and plenty of steam. Enjoy! ***
Daddy
Description
Self-obsessed. Arrogant. Jerk.
I mean…which sensible man would have nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist in his own office?
And which sensible girl can avoid all those naughty thoughts then.
He’s in his forties – old enough to be my father.
OMG…those green eyes that I want to drown myself into, that smooth voice when he orders me around, and don’t even get me started on the muscles…and those hard abs I saw that day in his office… oooh Lord! Have Mercy!
Because I am compelled to…
Call him DADDY!
He says, ‘Ag
e brings in experience,’ and I am so ready to surrender my V-card.
We are going great,
But then he decides to change things.
I can’t!
I can’t allow him to ruin my career.
So what…if I am head over heels in love with him and the baby in my belly is his!
Beverly
I looked at my watch for possibly the thirtieth time in as many minutes, wrinkling my nose when I saw that it wasn’t seven forty-five yet. Normally, I would be safely snuggled in bed, but my old, unemployed schedule was finally changing.
And I was incredibly grateful for it. After an entire year of job searching, I was thrilled to have gainful employment -even if it wasn’t in what my degree was in. It figured, that after busting my butt to graduate early with top honors in both Web Design and Business Management, that I still couldn’t get hired anywhere.
I clenched my fingers around my cheap bagel. I had fought so hard, tooth and nail really, to even get interviews at first. It seemed no one wanted to hire a twenty-one-year-old fresh out of classes. Most people seemed to assume that I dropped out. And when my money started to run out, I couldn’t even nab a job as a fast food worker or waitress. It seemed that they thought I was going to leave them first chance I got -which to be fair, I totally would.
But none of that mattered anymore, because I had a job.
I chewed on my bagel for a few more minutes until it was finally an appropriate time to be early for work, and then I headed in.
While it wasn’t glamourous work, I was incredibly excited to be an assistant for one of the managers in the Golden Stars Media Empire. A colossal company, they were a sort of King of the digital world, signing on multiple content creators from the internet and also hosting events like e-sports and conventions and the like. Somewhere between nerdy and ruthlessly business-minded, GSME had come up fast and come up hard.
I smiled to myself as I entered the front doors of the lobby, instantly feeling dwarfed by its beauty. The ceilings were high and a sparkling white, somewhere bordering between new age minimalist and classic beauty. The design was meticulous and intense, much like the reputation of the company.
But that mostly had to do with the upper management. Apparently, several of them were known for being so dedicated to their jobs that nothing else mattered, and their owner was apparently the world’s most insistent perfectionists. I’d read horror stories online of how he wouldn’t go home for days, and how much he insisted on deadlines. He was in the trenches with his workers, unlike a lot of CEOs, but I got the impression some of them wished he wasn’t there.
I vaguely remembered multiple stories of him making his underlings cry, or snap under the pressure. I couldn’t help but be relieved that I wasn’t nearly important enough in the company to be working with someone on the board, because honestly, I didn’t need that kind of stress in my life. I had enough going on as it were.
I reached the front desk where a pretty young woman was sitting. I could tell she was tall even from her resting position, and she had a pleasant sort of roundness to her. Bright red hair sat in a bun a top her head and her gaze flicked to me before her face pulled into a friendly smile, round cheeks almost causing those blue eyes to close.
“Hello, may I help you?
“Yes. I’m Bev Viello. I’m here for my orientation.”
“Ah! Perfect. You’re early,” she exclaimed, reaching under her desk to pull out a drawer and rifle through it.
“Well, wanted to get a jumpstart on the day. Would hate to get things rolling on the wrong foot.”
“That’s a good attitude to have!” She sat upright and handed me a magnetic looking blank badge on a lanyard and a small stack of papers that were stapled together. “Just head to the elevators there on the right and head to the third floor. There will be someone waiting there to greet you. Welcome to GSME!”
“Oh, thanks.” I barely caught myself from saying ‘you too’, instead giving her a polite nod before scurrying off to the chrome lifts.
Well, as much as I could scurry without looking a mess. At about five-eight with more than enough curves to go around, I had used my twenty-two years on Earth to perfect a walk that minimized the bounce of my chest and the sway of my hips without losing me too much speed. It wasn’t the most natural thing in the world, but I did what I could to not draw attention to myself that I didn’t want.
Because, unfortunately, when some people saw overflowing cups and wide hips, they instantly assume things about my character. Things that couldn’t be farther from the truth.
It wasn’t that I wasn’t sex positive, I was really for the idea of men and women getting down in a mutually consented ho-down. It was just that with all my working and fighting to get through school, supporting myself with part time jobs and making sure I never fell from the dean’s list, filling out scholarship after scholarship so that I could afford my books and eat… well I never really had time for any extra curriculars.
No boyfriend.
No first kiss.
Not even an alcoholic drink.
Some people called me tightly laced, or a prude, but I was just busy.
And now that I was working for an illustrious company that could open about a billion and one doors for me, I wasn’t about to get any less busy.
I rode up in the elevator that was entirely too fast, and the doors opened to reveal a middle aged, Dad-looking man standing there with a clipboard. He looked up at me quickly before a friendly smile spread across his face.
“Beverly Viello?”
“I prefer Bev, please,” I said with what I hoped was a winning smile.
“Oh, of course. My name is Chris Daniels. I’ll be your orientation manager for today. If you’ll walk right this way, we’ll take your picture, so it can be printed by the time your tour is done.”
“Tour?” I echoed uncertainly.
“Yes! If you’re going to be an assistant here, you need to know how this building works. Naturally we don’t expect you to have everything memorized with just one showing, but we’ve found it definitely helps to see everything from top to bottom.”
“Ah, that makes sense.”
I followed him to one of the only blank walls around us and he held up his phone, taking a few pictures of me up against the partition, before hurriedly emailing them off.
“Alright, very good. You’ll have to have that badge to come into work in the future. You forget it, there’s no one who can buzz you in. You’re allowed one loss a year, after that you go on warning. Another loss, you don’t come back into work. However, if your wallet or purse is stolen, it will not be counted against you as long as you have a police report.”
“Wow,” I murmured. “You guys take your employee badges really seriously.”
“We take almost everything here really seriously. Don’t get us wrong, we have our fun, but in order for that to happen, we have to have a structure that we adhere to.”
“Of course,” I answered enthusiastically but not particularly committedly. Although I was new to the workforce, I’d spent enough time freelancing on web design to know when to agree with someone without actually agreeing with anything.
“Anyways, we should start with this floor. I think that makes the most sense.”
“We are already here, after all.”
“Indeed. Well, shall we?”
“Of course,” oh goodness. I was going to be saying that a lot, wasn’t I? “Lead away.”
He walked off at a fairly brisk place, but I managed to follow behind. I’d worn flats because I figured there would be plenty of leg work. Going on what I read online, the management liked to make their assistants go, go, go and I wouldn’t be surprised if I had to hit the ground running.
