He took me for himself instead.When I went undercover to investigate a series of murders with links to Steele Franklin's auction house operation, I expected to be sold for the humiliating use of one of his fellow billionaires.But he wanted me for himself.No contract. No terms agreed upon. No say in the matter at all except whether to give in to his shameful demands with or without him stripping me bare and spanking me into submission first.I chose the second option, but as one devastating climax after another is forced from my naked, quivering body, what scares me isn't the thought of him keeping me locked up in a cage forever.It's knowing he won't need to.Publisher's Note:Auction House includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

    What a joke. Rourke It should’ve been punishment enough, right? Instead, I’m stuck with this woman, A fiery redhead with a mouth that would make a sailor blush. She hates me, but she wants me. The two aren’t mutually exclusive, And I can sympathize. Because I want to wrap my hands around her neck . . . while I kiss her. And not just to shut her up. Okay, maybe sometimes. Because the line between lust and hate is so thin, I’m not sure where I end and she begins. As night falls, even a sassy mob princess needs protection. Margo Sweet baby Jesus, the man sure is pretty. I just wish he’d keep his mouth shut. Or uses it for other things. Because Romeo and Juliet we are not, Even if we do come from other sides of the divide. Being kidnapped is one thing, but being kidnapped by him is not so much fun, Even when he says it’s for my own good. That no one will ever protect me as well as him. Thing is, I can almost believe him. Because when he’s not annoying the hell out of me, he’s making me sigh. But I don’t do love. Not now, not ever. Not even as night falls. Love filthy talking Irish American mobsters who can melt your panties with just a whisper? As Night Falls is a full-length standalone Irish gangster romance with no cheating, no cliffhangers and a guaranteed HEA!

     Ethan Blackwood. Cold. Heartless. Rich. A man with an inexhaustible bank account and zero conscience. He’s my fiancé and my nightmare. I’m stuck with him. Until my lover from five years ago, Graham Hawthorne, returns with a shocking claim: We’re married. Graham stole my attention with a half-cocked smirk and his stunning looks. He’s every bit the gorgeous Viking, minus the sweetness. He wants me back. For good. But Ethan refuses to let me go. Instead he’s declaring war, the winner taking all. I’m supposed to choose. My lover or my captor? Heaven or Hell? I thought I could handle their bitter battle over me...until I discovered their decades-long secret that’ll destroy us all. Author's note: This is dark, steamy enemies-to-lovers romance between a possessive billionaire and a former lover, who is engaged to his rival. Full-length standalone. If you love over the top bad boys, you'll love this book!

    He contacts me only through notes − unpredictable and untraceable. When we meet, he can touch me, but I’m not allowed to touch him. When we make love, it’s only after I have been bound and blindfolded. It’s the only time I truly feel alive. Which is why I play along with it. For now.Caden Thaine is the most sinfully beautiful man I have ever seen. But more than that, his touch sets me on fire. And dear God, do I ache for him. I don’t know where he lives or even what he does. But this doesn’t scare me. My only fear is that one day his messages will stop. I know he’s hiding something. But that’s okay. I am hiding things too. Like my real name and... who I really am. But the deeper I fall for him, the stronger my curiosity becomes. I could never have imagined just how much our lives are bound. And that pulling at his tangled web of secrets would cause my own dark past to come back to try and reclaim me. Will we survive? Will our love?Adult romantic suspense. +18 years.

    A gorgeous Russian mafia boss stole me from my home,Sculpting new desires within me with his rough hands and piercing eyes.Wicked desires,Shameful things that no woman should ever want done to her,Things that would leave me broken and weak.And yet, I crave the punishment only he can give.With thick, rippling waves of lust distorting my perception of reality,I drop deeper into his cold and unforgiving world,Blind to the bitter consequences that will ensue.It was all just a game of desire, fated to end the moment it began,But with the appearance of two little red lines, that game has become a shocking reality.I’m pregnant,And that monster in my bed is the father.Russian Boss’s Secret Baby is a standalone mafia romance that contains adult themes and dark content.

    Powerful. A prick. Intoxicating, intriguing. He took, he claimed, he possessed. In Part II, He owned. In a world of seduction, Danger, Darkness. In Part III, The beast is unleashed. In a dangerous race against time, The only thing he wants is Destruction, Revenge, Annihilation. Will it be too late? **18+, strong language, strong sexual content, a bit dark, a bit taboo, there is horror and mention of rape, should you have triggers, please be advised.**

    He’s kept her at arm's length since they met but he’s pushed her away for the last time. Dean loves Kristy more than he could ever tell her. He wants her desperately, but his family secrets could destroy them both. When he can’t stay away from her any longer, murder and a shocking betrayal shake them to their core. Can their new relationship survive?

    It's easier than letting people in and telling them about that night.I live my life in the shadows because happiness is something that I can't have.I keep my pain where it belongs, in the past. I keep my secrets buried deep down.Now my past is colliding with my future, and I'm not sure how I'm going to survive.But in the midst of the darkness is a shining light: Trent.Sometimes you find home in the place you least expect it.

    SyfonerValissa's death toll keeps climbing and her sanity unwinding.After she uncovers the true reason that Prince Poison keeps her like a caged bird, and she uncovers his terrible secret, Valissa faces the her greatest and deadliest challenge yet. Betray her closest friend, Ava, who is lost into the arms of a devil or stay by the Prince's side.Problem is, Valissa doesn't sacrifice herself for anyone, especially when escape comes in the tempting package of Damianos, her mysterious night-time visitor.Valissa is on her own, but that doesn't mean she won't tear everything down on her way to freedom.The Prince made a mistake in training her up to withstand his poison. Now, Valissa is stronger than ever ... as strong as a God.5. GodsStolen away by Phantom, Valissa finds herself tangled in a war older than herself. But with her powers climbing and cruelty rising, she starts to doubt her choice. Phantom offers her greatness but at a price, a price that carves into her a longing for her wretched Prince Poison.What can be worse than running from a malicious God?Running into the arms of another...6. MonstersValissa's power burns like a murderous fire within her, consuming her. Now a God, she must choose whether she will be cruel or fair. But what remains of her humanity is destroyed by a betrayal so cutting that Valissa kills a God close to her.What is worse than killing a God? Perhaps killing the wrong one...

    The fear of losing my job is nothing like the fear of what could happen to the woman who is slowly working her way past my wall. For the first time in my life I can see how bent I am. Hannah: Reed was nothing like the monster that I had expected would now own me. Just as I'm starting to trust him I discover something I could never imagine. As he chips away at me I wonder how we will end? I’m so scared that all the pieces won’t get put back together. Will we ever be whole or are we destined to be forever bent? Bent is book Two of The Owned Series. It ends on a cliffhanger which will be answered in book 3. Don't let this deter you. This is one book you won't want to put down!

    Lucky for us, we don’t mind slamming the pedal to the metal. Xo, Frankie and AliceThe Dirty Kings of Vegas is a mafia romance series with love at its core.We met the O’Malley clan back in the novel McQueen – but here they are again, ready to show everyone who’s boss!Frankie Love has teamed up with the sinfully sweet Alice May Ball and together they’re ready to roll the dice on love.

    Ryan grew up hot. And his perfect kiss just saved my life.Teasing eyes. Tempting lips. Muscles that could stop traffic.No wonder he’s a soap opera star.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.Has love always been a four letter word?

    The wild child, the player. Ever since his parent's death, he's never even considered settling down. But now? He doesn't have a choice. After his latest indiscretion, his uncle has decided if he doesn't clean up his act, he's out. No millions, no job, nothing. Aiden can't afford to be outed from the clan, so he has to play by his uncle's rules. Time to find a bride. Molly is desperate to find a job. A hacker with her skills should have no problem. Except she's been blacklisted. When a handsome shifter offers her a night she can't forget, she jumps at the opportunity to have fun for one night. But then he offers so much more. Be his fake fiancee and he'll set her up financially for life. But things get tricky when their fake relationship turns into real heat. Aiden and Molly have to decide if they're meant to be mates, or stay strictly business. Bestselling PNR Author Terra Wolf is back at it again with three stories about three brothers, all facing the same problem. It's time to find a mate.

    I am strong, but I have scars. I am an angel, but the devil. I met her when I was sixteen and she was a breath of fresh air. She swooped in, making me smile. But then she left, taking my next breath with her. Her smile could light up a room, making my black heart pitter patter. I found her again ten years later, with a syringe in her arm. Blood coming from between her legs. She was broken and I was glad she was broken. She wouldn't think less of me and my damaged ways.