Later that day, Brent and his friend Joe show up to fulfill Mandy’s edgiest submission fantasies while Hake watches from the sidelines.But someone knows the truth—it’s not Mandy but Hake who needs to have his control stripped away, and that someone is determined to see that Hake gets exactly what he needs…whether he wants it or not.Reader Advisory: You want it hot enough to sizzle and burn? Then Carnal Harvest has what you’re looking for. A super-hot ménage involving four participants—three men and one woman—as well as some scenes of male/male sex, voyeurism, mild bondage, spanking and a highly erotic fantasy scene of “forced” sex.

     - Amazon Reviewer Serena Lindahl is fantastic at turning out heart breaking books with sweet and fulfilling endings and this one is no different. - Amazon Reviewer As kids, they were inseparable. When tragedy struck and circumstances pulled them apart, Senya lost everyone who ever cared about her. A group project brings the four guys and Senya together one last time, but it's clear they're not kids anymore...and it changes everything. Can she forgive them? When tragedy strikes again, will it ruin everything? This is a full-length, standalone, non-bully, young adult / new adult, whychoose contemporary story about love lost and found. Mature language, subject matter, and scenes. Trigger warning - one scene involving domestic violence, talks about past abuse.

     Three men who want nothing but me. Three men who I shouldn't even think about. But I can't stop. I want them. I need them. And they want me. There's nothing nice about this. There's nothing fair about this. But I need to be with them. And they need to make me theirs.

    But she’s a good girl, and I have a side that is far too dark for a minister’s daughter. When she started talking about plans after graduation, the only thing I could do was run back to Italy—to protect her from me. But she’s back in my life, and I need a wife before I can take full ownership of our failing vineyard and hotel. Only problem is, I want her again. No way can I put my hands on her. One kiss, one taste, could unleash the side of me that would only scare her. If she discovers my dark side, I don’t know if she’ll flee back to the states, or surrender to me. What she doesn’t know is she already owns me, and if she leaves, I’ll never be the same.

     We’ve never been interested in rules. Never been interested in what other people think. When we see something we want, we get it. We want the good girl. She’s lush. Curvy. Beautiful. She’s looks demure, but she has a wild side. We can tell. We’re going to make her moan. Make her beg for more. Make her forget everything but our names. It’s time for the good girl to be a just little bit bad. The Dirty Boxed set: Four snarky heroines. Eight smoking hot men waiting to become your new book boyfriends. Four small town MFM menage romances. No cheating. No cliffhangers. HEA guaranteed! Includes: Dirty Therapy Dirty Talk Dirty Games Dirty Words

    He’ll stop at nothing to get to know her. When a public altercation leaves her weak and defenseless, he takes the opportunity to be her savior. She’s been sheltered from the world. Alana Shelton wants to spread her wings and experience life away from her restrictive upbringing. But she isn’t prepared for a gorgeous stranger to sweep her off her feet while at her most vulnerable. Attraction will bring them together, but their pasts will try to tear them apart. He wants to teach her how to trust, but she’ll show him how to love. In a glamorous world of rock-and-roll, only time will tell if they’re up for the challenge.

    Not until I held a stolen rose from its gardens.A tall, dark, and mysterious man lives within the palace. He’s known across the kingdom as the royal beast. They say he’s a monster. He also happens to be the crown prince.As punishment for my crime, the prince orders me to spend one month as his prisoner. But instead of throwing me into the dungeon, he whisks me into his bedchamber. The arrogant bastard says he’ll make me beg to give up my virginity.I tell him there’s no way in hell that’s happening, of course. He's the freaking crown prince, and I'm just a girl from a provincial town in the middle of nowhere. We don’t belong together. That's obvious.But somehow he knows about my dark, secret desires. All he has to do is speak in that low, dominant voice, and I melt into a submissive puddle. Despite my reservations, I find myself wanting to surrender my virgin body to the prince—and my heart, too. I really should stay away. But being punished has never felt so good.

    Her fiancé Robert doesn't understand her new obsession. His mocking is just one more thing in a long list that convinces Maryann he's not the man for her. Perfect timing, because Maryann is flying to Texas where two rodeo cowboys are waiting to show her the ropes.Annoyed he has to pick up his sister's British online buddy from the airport, tie-down roper Wes Griffin drags his best friend Shooter with him. Misery loves company until Wes sees Maryann get off the plane. When her sexy accent makes his heart do the two-step, Wes begins to wish he'd kept Maryann all to himself because Shooter is just as intrigued. After the nasty end to Maryann’s engagement, she's ready to take both cowboys on, but is Wes willing to share?

    The mischievous Tino comes straight from The Pet Shop complete with a collar, a leash, and an erection. Stella soon discovers the pleasure of keeping Pets, especially this one, is extremely addicting. Obsessed with Tino and with the reclusive philanthropist, Vincent Evanston, who looks like Tino, but couldn't be more different, Stella is drawn into the secret world of The Pet Shop. As her animal lust awakens, Stella must walk the thin line that separates the business of pleasure from the more dangerous business of the heart or suffer the consequences.

    Not the drama of working in a tattoo parlor, which seems to be around every corner. When things get him down, he smiles and cracks a joke. But he’s not the kind of man you cross, or you’ll find yourself at the wrong end of his fists.Annika Belousov takes everything seriously.Like her job as a reality television producer, given that she typically has something to prove. Or her love life, which is defined by a series of requirements — affluent, ambitious, accomplished, to name a few. Definitely her family, who worked their whole lives to afford her every opportunity, a sacrifice she doesn’t take lightly. When she’s tapped to produce a reality show at Joel’s shop, she doesn’t think twice, just goes in for the kill, as if there were any other way.The second Annika walks into Joel’s shop, he makes it his mission to crack her open, but she’s not having it. He’s all wrong — too crass, too hairy, too un-serious. But it doesn’t take her long to find out there’s more to him than smirks and tattoos. And what she finds could put her career and his heart on the line.Not that Joel cares. Because for the first time in a long time, he’s found his tonic.

    On my knees. Against the wall. On my titsI don't care. As long as I get the evidence to prove it. Why? Because I caught my former prick of a boyfriend from Heavy Metal Enthusiasts doing a groupie doggie style backstage on the night we were supposed to be celebrating our 1 year anniversary.He told me I was too uptight. Too vanilla. Too boring. So I got drunk with my bestie, Marsha West, the aspiring videographer. I ranted. I raved. I came up with a crazy idea. What I didn't know was that my best friend recorded me. Marsha put the video up on YouTube. It went viral with 10 million hits. Now I've got fans and sponsors offering me big bucks.Rockstars are volunteering to be my f*ck buddy.Hollywood is calling.I get to choose which rockstars I want.The stakes are high.This sh*t just got real.What could go wrong?

    A porn star. What could possibly go wrong?When Rachel Taylor finds out a porn star will be dancing beside her in her upcoming music video, she is not happy. The pop princess hasn’t clawed her back from near obscurity to be a laughing stock all over again. Especially not if that includes sharing a stage with the infamous Buck Harder. The minute she meets Buck, though, the chemistry between them sizzles, and before long, she wants to share more than a stage with him. But there’s more to Lee, the man behind the stage name, than the reason he’s so successful in his career. About the time Rachel starts getting to know Lee, though, the music video is released with disastrous results. Her record label, hell bent on cleaning up the image they’ve created, doesn’t want her anywhere near Buck Harder. Thanks to Rachel’s ironclad contract, they have the power to keep them apart.Except Rachel didn’t make it this far without a stubborn streak, and no amount of distance or interference can keep her from Lee, even if they have to keep it a secret. But with the label and paparazzi watching her like a hawk, she can only keep this a secret for so long. And when the truth comes out, she’ll have to choose: the career she’s vowed not to lose again, or the man can’t help falling for?This 75,000 word novel was previously published.

    I should keep my hands to myself.But from that first glance, I know she's mine.BlakeI had to get away from my cheating ex and slutty best friend.Nothing was going right,A flat tire, no shoes, no bra, and a thunderstorm followed by him.He’s sexy as sin and out of my league.I shouldn’t want him.But I do.Note: This novella is an insta-love erotic romance with a guaranteed happily ever after.

    I don’t expect it to change mine. But Heather’s always been a quirky gal. And once she’s got a hundred fifty mil in hand, she’s determined to make her dream come true. A harem. My best friend wants a frickin’ harem. In real life. And she wants me to help her get it. I’ve always dreamed of being a party planner. And now my dreams are becoming a warped reality. A private island. Ten guys competing for a spot in Heather’s harem. And the dates, the food, the coordination? That’s on me. Can I help my BFF find her happily ever after? If the tempting cook, the arrogant pilot, and the goddamned tennis pro stop distracting me… maybe.

     Keep me safe. But none of us are safe against the allure we have when we're together. Control and professionalism used to be something they prided themselves on. But now that we're secluded and alone, lines blur and control quickly loses to need. Someone is trying to snuff out my life, but they may not get the chance if I’m devoured whole by my saviors first. This is a fiery-hot mfmmm romance sure to make you self-combust! A perfect combination of sweet and sexy with a smidgen of suspense! You'll get a happy ending that'll make you swoon! This is not a dark romance.