Published by Blushing Books on September 15, 2016
Genres: Erotic Romance
A cat burgler. A petty cash thief. A desperate housewife. A nosy cat sitter. A reckless basejumper. What could these five women have in common? They are all Bad Girls.
When Gemma climbs into the first apartment on her list to burgle, she is distracted by something more enticing than money and jewels. A moment's hesitation, and she ends up paying for her crime in a most unexpected fashion.
All Shannah wants is a new pair of shoes. They are a bargain, but still not within her means. She finds a way to pay for them, but ends up with far more than she bargains for. Are they really worth the price she must pay?
Melissa is frustrated with her husband away on business all the time. She takes desperate action in order to prompt a response from him, but she may have gone too far. She gets a response alright and things become hotter than she thought they could. Does this naughty housewife manage to save her marriage, or not?
While cat sitting, Jess can't resist the urge to get comfortable. She makes herself at home and in the process crosses some boundaries that her 'host' is far from happy about. Fortunately, she also finds the means to her own—end.
Olivia, The Cat, Davis thrives on the danger and the thrill of jumping off of buildings. The taller the better. As she attempts her ultimate jump, she is met with a stern warning that she has chosen the wrong building this time. If she survives the fall, will she survive the aftermath?
In pursuit of their selfish dreams, each one of these wildly beautiful, but very naughty girls comes up against a man who can teach them right from wrong, and that there are consequences to their actions. Consequences they are more than happy to dish up.
Anger rising, Alex followed the wet prints, down the hall, up the stairs and along – he clenched his jaw – to his bedroom! The prints were fresh to show up on the carpet like this and Alex was furious. Not only was someone in his house, abusing his trust by making free with it, but they were showing a total lack of respect for it. The wooden flooring downstairs could be damaged by the wet foot prints. However, he’d worry about that in a moment. Right now he was more concerned with who the hell was leaving water everywhere.
He entered his room to hear the TV on in the bathroom. His fists clenched. Leaving water all over the house, using his bathroom and watching his new TV. Someone was in serious trouble.
Alex quickly glanced around his room to see what else had been used or taken. He noticed the vibrator on the bedside table and growled. Jesus. The person had even rifled through his box of toys in the wardrobe and taken one out ready to play with. Rather absurdly, Alex just couldn’t connect that action with his cool blonde neighbor. Zara was nice enough, pretty enough, but she didn’t seem the sort who would like anything more than vanilla sex.
Alex’s musings were interrupted by the bathroom door opening and a stunning raven haired woman coming out. She was wearing his robe which tipped his anger over the edge. It swamped her, despite her being fairly tall and his fingers itched to rip it off the beautiful stranger. Take his property back.
“Who the hell are you?” he ground out through clenched teeth.
She jumped, gulped and then recovered her poise. She flicked her long hair over a shoulder and looked at him haughtily with a raised brow. “More to the point. Who are you?”
Alex had to admire her brass necked cheek, but it was going to end very badly for her.
“I own this house.”
He watched the dawning realization that she was in trouble register in her green eyes. “Oh,” she said.
Then she looked at him defiantly. “Well, Mr. Young. I’m Zara’s cousin, Jess. She had to go away for two nights. Something came up at work and so she asked me to look after your darling cat for you.”
Alex’s gaze raked her form. “And you decided to move in and make free with my bathroom, did you?”
She smirked. “Actually I used your kitchen to cook myself dinner, I frolicked naked in your hot tub, while drinking your wine and then I made free with your bathroom.”
Alex’s eyes narrowed. She was unbelievable. Totally unrepentant about what she’d done.
He watched as she sauntered over to wear he stood.
“If you’ll just move, I’ll be out of your hair,” she said looking up at him. “And I’ll return the robe tomorrow.” She made to reach for the door handle, giving him an expectant look. But Alex didn’t budge.
Instead he reached for the belt on the robe and tugged it loose. “On the contrary, Jess. I want my robe back and you’re not going anywhere.”