The Castillo Family: Follow Rafael, Matteo, Javier, and their nephew Santos, a billionaire family that made their fortune in the construction business. When it comes to building relationships, all their money can't help them when it comes to women who want what money can't buy. Rafael My twin brothers have never been little angels, but this time, they might have gone too far in crossing Rafael Castillo. Rafael wants them punished to the furthest extent of the law for trespassing and destroying his company's construction site. I can't defend what they did, but I also can't let them go into juvenile detention. All I'm asking for is another chance. But the arrogant, gorgeous billionaire refuses and cuts me down without listening. So I might have started yelling, there might have been bitter accusations on both sides, and I might have lost it and cried. Then somehow I was in his arms. The instant lust shocks us both. Yet, while I'm more than willing to act on it, Rafael refuses. Until I lie and tell him, all I want are the nights in my bedroom. No commitment, no strings, just sex. Only all too soon, it's not enough, but will we ever make it out of the bedroom, or are we doomed to fail? *** Javier Javier Castillo might be a gorgeous, brilliant billionaire—but he's also a massive a$$hole. His only redeeming quality is how much he loves his baby daughter. A daughter he wasn’t aware existed until her grandmother dumped her on him like she was returning lost luggage. Her mother is dead and her grandmother decided she couldn’t take care of her after all. Okay, it’s kind of amazing the way he didn’t flinch from the baby thrust into his arms. He wants the best for her but doesn’t believe I am it. I’m the nanny with a thirty-day trial hanging over my head. He’s trying to get me to quit, I just know it. Except I refuse to go easily or quietly, no matter how mean or rude he gets. There's no way I am going to mess up this job. If I do, I'll be homeless again. I’m positive he’s just worried I’ll develop a crush on him and become a clingy, lovesick pain. So why do I feel his eyes on me when he thinks I'm not paying attention? What about overhearing him warning a man away from me with a feral, jealous possessive air? It's wishful thinking—poor, plain, fat women like me don't get the gorgeous billionaire like him anywhere but in the movies. I'm here for his daughter, not him. Except before long it isn’t just his daughter who has stolen my heart, and I wonder if maybe I'm not imagining things after all. *** Matteo Within weeks of my thirty-ninth birthday, I lost my thirty-ninth patient and all feeling. I was certain it would pass, only it continued into the next day and the weeks after. In order to treat my patients, I needed to feel something. Without feeling, I couldn't stay. Not in oncology and not in Baltimore. So, I'm back in Dallas after more than twenty years gone. Home, my mother keeps saying with happiness. Happiness I still can't feel more than four months after that day. I'm beginning to accept feeling isn't coming back. Until the moment I walk into an exam room and look into her eyes. All at once, feeling comes rushing back as suddenly as it disappeared. She’s my patient. It’s all kinds of wrong to want her, no matter what television portrays. Add in the fact she’s running from an abusive husband. I should be staying far away from her, not taking her and her daughter home with me. But I can’t walk away from her. They’re living in a crappy motel, barely surviving. I have a room, a safe place for her to recover and heal. She needs time and patience before she's strong enough for me to tell her the way I feel. I'll give it to her. And hopefully, she'll grow strong enough to trust in me and fall in love with me the same way I've fallen for her and her baby daughter.

"You’re getting married. Milos Levin needs a wife. He heads the Russian mafia—Bratva—here in Chicago. It’s time for him to get married, he wants kids and he wants them soon.” Ice slides down my spine. Milos Levin is a man who has haunted my dreams and nightmares for the last four years. As the daughter of the Don of the Outfit, I knew this was a possibility. Yet I hoped since I made it to the ancient age of twenty-three, I was safe from a mob marriage. I’m the weird cat lady, too fat, and my mother is half Filipino. I shouldn’t have anyone asking for me—but Milos isn’t asking for me. All he wants is a woman who fits his needs, someone who will cement his relationship with the Outfit and give him the children he wants. He would take my sister if she were willing because, as he told Carlo, all women are the same in the dark. But Carlo picked me, and I’ll do anything to protect my little sister. Or so I tell myself—but that’s the biggest lie of all. The truth is four years ago I met Milos Levin on a freezing February morning, and I’ve never been the same since. I’ll marry him because I think that day, as crazy as it sounds, I fell in love with him. But I can’t let Milos know that. Ever. He’s mafia, and whatever the name, their ways are all the same: take until there’s nothing left, then leave the enemy broken. I won’t be broken by him, or anyone. I won’t become my mother, willing to endure the affairs and lies in exchange for the money and status. *** **Four years and three months—one thousand, five hundred and forty-seven days—I have known Celia was mine. I have watched over her, listened to her, protected her. There is nothing I have not done and would not do to keep her safe and mine. What it started as. I do not know. but now it can only be defined as an obsession. Celia is mine. Like me, she has known it all this time. Why she is suddenly fighting me as our wedding day draws closer, I do not understand. It does not matter. The day is nothing more than a formality. I have never claimed to be a good or patient man. For her I was. That time is at an end. My kitten is baring her claws. She will find the veneer of civility I show the world is far thinner than she ever imagined—for in the end I am Bratva. We take what we want, ruthlessly and completely, and we never let it go.** ***This is a standalone first in series that does not end in a cliffhanger. While Tony and Dominic Sabatini from the HIS: Sabatini Family series appear, you need not have read them to enjoy this. This novel includes spankings and rough sexual scenes. If such things offend you, please do not purchase. *** *Keywords: dark mafia romance, age gap romance, jealous possessive, OTT alpha, breeding kink, forced pregnancy, obsessive hero, interracial romance, curvy woman, BBW romance

I'm not a grinch. I'm also not someone who cares all that much for Christmas. I am, however, more than willing to use it to my advantage. I didn't become a billionaire by playing nice. I'll leverage everything I can to get what I want. What I want is Lydia Romano. The sassy, curvy, Christmas loving stylist is running scared from the attraction between us. Without remorse or hesitation, I make an offer I know she won’t be able to refuse. I need a date for six events over the next few weeks. I’ll donate ten thousand dollars for each date she attends with me to the struggling charity she is devoted to. She counters with twenty-five thousand each date and a whole lot of hate. Deal. It's a bargain, as far as I'm concerned. I have six dates and her love of the magic of Christmas to get her to take a chance on the magic of us.

Maggie Pruitt can take care of herself, thank you very much. She doesn’t need the drool worthy ER doctor carrying her away from her problems. Although she is pretty impressed he’s strong enough to carry her size fourteen muffin-topped butt away if he wanted to. She’s been taking care of herself for years and she doesn’t need anyone’s help. Okay, maybe just this once and just until she can walk without crying. Besides this is a one-time kind of thing. It’s not every day a nearly one hundred pound Rottweiler takes off on her without warning. As soon as her right ankle stops exploding in pain when she steps on it and her left knee stops feeling like it’s being poked with a sharp object she’s out the door. She’s gone this long alone and really she’s happier that way, really. She doesn’t need some man to complete her. Now if it’s sex he’s after (with her?) that’s something she’s very willing to have the doctor’s healing touch for. BBW romance, curvy woman romance, OTT alpha, over the top alpha

A vivid and essential memoir of deafness, disability and identity by Australian writer Fiona Murphy

A virgin BBW meets an arrogant billionaire used to taking what he wants, and he wants her. Ellie Shaw has been in love with Greg Turner since she first met him at sixteen. It doesn’t matter that now at twenty-four he still treats her like a kid sister, Ellie still loves him. So, why did her body go haywire when she first met Dmitri Markhoff? Dmitri was taking over the company she had worked so hard to keep going; Ellie wasn’t part of the bargain. She needed the job of personal assistant he was offering, but it was only for three months. Once it was over she could come back to Greg. What she felt for Dmitri was an aberration, she was sure of it. Besides all of that, men as gorgeous as Dmitri Markhoff didn’t look twice at women like her, who wore a dress size in the double digits; they went for models that were a size zero. Dmitri Markhoff is a ruthless corporate raider and had long given up on soft feelings for women. He enjoyed their bodies and paid for it in diamonds and other trinkets. All he wants is Elise’s lush body, which has the kind of curves that should come with a warning sign; love isn’t something he’s looking for. When he figures out that Elise is untouched, his body goes into overdrive. Even though he’s aware that keeping her is wrong, since all he wants is sex, he’s having the hardest time letting her go. Keywords: BBW Romance, Curvy Romance, Curvy woman romance, Billionaire Romance, Alpha billionaire, Jealous Possessive alpha, j/p alpha, Multicultural interracial romance, over the top alpha, OTT alpha, office romance, boss romance, virgin romance, age gap romance, first time romance, workplace romance, billionaire boss romance

A concise, accessible introduction to the development, application and evaluation of nursing theories, this new edition of Fundamentals of Nursing Models, Theories & Practice provides a thorough overview of the body of knowledge on the topic, and a clear outline of their relevance to everyday nursing practice. Linking the development of theory to practice, this full-updated text features learning outcomes, key concept summaries and reflective exercises to aid the study of this key element of all modern nursing courses. Special Features Clearly examines the relationship between nursing theory, clinical practice and nursing roles Accessible and user-friendly with a range of features to help study, including key concepts, learning objectives and reflective exercises Useful for all pre-registration nursing students, as well as newly qualified nurses Accompanied by an online resource centre featuring case studies, multiple choice questions, exercises and activities

How could I have let Maxwell Brandt kiss me? I can't stand the arrogant, billionaire who treats women as if they were disposable, to be used then thrown away. Who the heck am I kidding? I’m just as bad because I kissed him back, with a hunger I've never known before. Despite the fact Max keeps coming back to entice me, I stand firm. I won’t cheat on on Kevin, my fiance. I won’t become that person, no matter how badly my body wants him. Until the moment Max drops a bomb that destroys everything. Kevin has been cheating. His words destroy the illusion I’ve been hiding behind, because I know he’s telling the truth. Breaking things off with Kevin isn't nearly as painful as I thought it would be, my pride hurts more than my heart. All I want to do is hide and lick my wounds but Max demands I fulfill the promise of that kiss, in a rush of anger, pain, and hunger, I give in. The feeling of being wanted by a man like Max wiping away the humiliation of Kevin’s betrayal. Maybe a fling, a rebound affair, is exactly what I need. No promises, no expectations, and no broken heart. At least, that’s the way it started. Keywords: BBW Romance, Curvy Romance, Curvy woman romance, Billionaire Romance, Alpha billionaire, Jealous Possessive alpha, j/p alpha, Multicultural interracial romance, over the top alpha, OTT alpha

Within weeks of my thirty-ninth birthday, I lost my thirty-ninth patient and all feeling. I was certain it would pass, only it continued into the next day and the weeks after. In order to treat my patients, I needed to feel something. Without feeling, I couldn't stay. Not in oncology and not in Baltimore. So, I'm back in Dallas after more than twenty years gone. Home, my mother keeps saying with happiness. Happiness I still can't feel more than four months after that day. I'm beginning to accept feeling isn't coming back. Until the moment I walk into an exam room and look into her eyes. All at once, feeling comes rushing back as suddenly as it disappeared. She’s my patient. It’s all kinds of wrong to want her, no matter what television portrays. Add in the fact she’s running from an abusive husband. I should be staying far away from her, not taking her and her daughter home with me. But I can’t walk away from her. They’re living in a crappy motel, barely surviving. I have a room, a safe place for her to recover and heal. She needs time and patience before she's strong enough for me to tell her the way I feel. I'll give it to her. And hopefully, she'll grow strong enough to trust in me and fall in love with me the same way I've fallen for her and her baby daughter. There’s one shadow over our growing happiness: the man who beat her badly enough to send her running. I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure he never gets close enough to Amy or her daughter to ever hurt them again. My money should be enough to get him to leave us alone, but if it’s not, I have no problem using any means necessary. ***Trigger warning for domestic violence on page. I apologize in advance to all those who’ve gone through abuse (I have as well, and it hurt like heck to write.). This will break your heart. But I promise it will be put back together by the end. Another warning for my long-time readers. I’m sorry to say this is a slow burn. Nothing else made sense after all she’s been through. But I promise, it’s still a me story, and once we get there…it’s all there. All the yummy bad/goodness you expect to find in every story I write. **Keywords: Plus size woman, Interracial romance, Native American Woman, Hispanic hero, OTT alpha hero, jp hero, jealous possessive hero, family saga, abused woman on the run, single mom, billionaire hero poor woman, older man younger woman, age gap romance,

"You're many things, princess. Worth dying for isn't one of them." It's something Gaetano has said often. Because if he ever touched me, my brother would kill him, best friend or not. He promised our mother, as she lay dying, that I would never be involved with anyone from the mafia. I would never know more of the world that she blamed for ruining her life. So, falling in love with Gaetano was the worst thing I could have done for both of us. On the night of my eighteenth birthday party, I crashed into him, and nothing feels like it will be the same again—including me. Three years of longing exploded in a moment neither one of us thought would happen. The lie wasn't planned. When he realized he didn't have birth control, I told him that he didn't need it, terrified he'd find another excuse once the heat of the moment passed. The thing about growing up with the Outfit is that you learn things, like how to get what you want through manipulation to avoid bloodshed. So I keep lying because my brother won't kill the father of my baby, member of the Outfit or not. But will Gaetano forgive me when he finds out I lied and got pregnant on purpose? While Sandro and Carina from His Vicious Vow appear, you need not have read it to enjoy this. This is a standalone romance featuring a plus-size woman and a jealous, possessive mafia man with no third-act break-up and rough scenes some may find offensive.