That day I learned cruelty wasn’t only within the walls we had just escaped. It hasn’t been easy growing up in the middle of a war. A struggle to find shelter. Fighting to protect our bodies against the corruption of the streets. Nobody cared about the street kids who had to beg and steal to eat. Now we are the Portland Street Kings – A family forged through loyalty not blood. To get through this life of broken dreams alive, we’ve become hard, uncaring and merciless. We do what must be done to keep our family safe, we will harm those who stand against us.  We have it all, feared and respected by those on the streets. Then she collided into my world, and with her came demons from my past, back to haunt us all.

    Like, glass shards on top of sandpaper rough. She managed to get out of an abusive relationship only to have her ex kidnap their 4-year-old son just days before the custody hearing. Lily has become so difficult to be around that her best friend, Alexa, has finally given up hope and abandoned her in Shorty’s Pub.Gerrit Rousseau is an oasis of calm in a stormy world, downplaying his smoldering good looks as he tends bar and keeps his head down. His emotions are not easily stirred, but the brazen, tattooed Lily is lighting a fire. There’s something about her, something beyond her looks, that gets his blood pumping to all the right places.Sexual fireworks are inevitable with these two, especially during Mardi Gras—but things in New Orleans are never as simple as they seem. When a man turns up dead and Lily admits to Gerrit that she was directly involved, all hell breaks loose in the Crescent City. Gerrit is compelled to get to the bottom of the twin mysteries of the death and the missing child, but first he must figure out where the mysterious Dani Weeks and her son Riley fit in.

    The exclusive VIP area hidden beneath his night club, Shot of Sin, is short staffed a bartender. The only available replacement is Shay—his temptation, his distraction—the sole woman he refuses to escort down the secret staircase. She has no clue about the private adult club that lies beneath her feet and he’d prefer to keep it that way. The Vault of Sin is the only place he can let his sexual proclivities run wild and he’s learned the hard way that Shay is too virtuous to be comfortable in the erotic environment.Shay Porter is curious as to why her boss, the king of mixed messages, seems almost desperate to keep her from discovering what’s on the other side of the guarded door at the back of the building. But she’s never backed down from a challenge before. Sliding into Leo’s arms and this new world of carnal exploration is addictive yet frightening. She could lose her job, her self-respect, and her heart.Exposing a vanilla woman to a sorbet lifestyle isn’t something Leo’s business partners approve of. Secrets are at stake. Friendships, too. And through it all, neither one of them can ignore the wicked taste of sin threatening to tear it all apart. Warning: This sex club does not carry the government’s stamp of approval. Contains devilish debauchery, delightful deviance, and dancing on the edge of the darkest of sexual desires. Please note: This book was previously released by Samhain Publishing. This new edition contains a few slight tweaks as well as a new setting for the series.

    

    Offered more money than she could ever imagine by a handsome stranger, she agrees to his unusual request to be her one and only client. But it’s a dangerous time to be a lady of the night. The Ripper murders are splashed on every paper, and whispered about behind the backs of hands. 
In the arms of her client turned lover, Marie feels an adoration and acceptance she’s never experienced before. Unfortunately, contentment can’t root out the dark questions clawing their way into the light. Is it possible the man who’s stolen her heart also prowls the streets of Whitechapel in search of his next victim?  Consumed by doubt, Marie finds herself questioning the man she thought she had come to know so well. Could he? Would he? Did he?
From Best Selling author Amy Cecil comes, Ripper, a sizzling romance laced with spine-tingling suspense!

    But when the lawyers get hold of her, she can’t resist the temptation to hop a plane and check it out. Even if it’s halfway around the world. Discovering the other owner is a gorgeous Irishman… well, that’s just icing on the cake!Declan doesn’t want a partner. Doesn’t need one as far as he’s concerned. When he finds Brianna snooping around, things get off to a rocky start. But if he wants to buy her half he’d have to sell or mortgage everything he owns, and even then it might not be enough. Brianna must decide whether she should give up her career in Melbourne to move to Ireland permanently and find her place at the estate, or let Declan send this feisty Aussie back where she came from.

     I built my empire the way I live: fast, hard and unrelenting. I’m ruthless and I have no intention of slowing down. When it comes to sex? There are auctions for my preferences. I’ve been through too much sh*t in my past to let anyone inside. At least until I meet her, my pet, my Aria. Aria radiates innocence, but I sensed the darkness behind those gorgeous eyes and tempting curves the second I saw her. And now I can’t walk away. I’ll take her, spoil her, and make her beg. But my enemies are always watching, and they’ll use her against me if they find out. I can’t stop though. I’m in too deep, too addicted. I’ve already signed the contract. And the moment she wrote her name, I just knew it. She was mine to keep. Intense is a dark romance with steamy scenes and bad language. It’s only recommended for readers 18+. Intense is a STANDALONE, full-length novel. No cliffhanger. Guaranteed HEA. Includes bonus content!

    When he sees something he wants, he takes it. When he finds a hint of weakness, he capitalizes. But what happens when he sees Stella Rousseau for the very first time? Sinclair is a prologue to The Acquisition Series and is told entirely from Sinclair Vinemont's point of view. It can be read in one sitting.

    But I’m not innocent. I haven’t been for a very long time. My innocence was stolen from me. Taken was the life I was supposed to have. The soul I was born with. The ruby heart embedded in a life full of hopes and dreams.Gone.Vanished.I never even had a choice. I mourn that life. Mourn the what-ifs. Until now. I’m ready to take back what was always meant to be mine.But every plan has a fatal flaw. Sometimes it’s the heart.**Due to the dark and explicit nature of this book, it is recommended for mature audiences only as some scenes may be particularly disturbing.**

    I was wrong. It was a random encounter that I should’ve walked away from. I should’ve spared him. I should’ve let him go. But I couldn’t. I don’t know how to explain it. Daniel just sucked me in, made me forget the obsession that holds me captive. If he only knew my secrets, he would run, he would leave me behind. But he doesn’t. He won’t. Instead, he inches closer, until I’m laid out bare, revealing everything. Because that’s what he does to me. That’s his power, his pull, and he does it so effortlessly. Merely a glance, or a graze of his touch and I’m weak all over. In many ways, he reminds of him…the man I love, the man I’ve been saving myself for. But Daniel has secrets too…secrets that change everything. (This is a novelette of roughly 16,700 words. It is a dark, tender, twisted read with BDSM elements. Intended for mature readers.) ***** EXCERPT... “Daniel,” I whimper. He tilts his head, then leans in, his lips brushing against mine. So soft. So intimate. My eyes hood, watching his face, watching the light and dark merge into something almost peaceful, but at the same time pained. A dark lock of hair falls across his forehead as he slants his mouth against mine and slips his tongue inside me. It’s gentle, tender, swirling along mine before he groans, then retreats, his eyes drifting down from my mouth to my breasts. He stares at them, then lifts his hand and begins tracing the outline of my right nipple with his fingertip. I gasp, watching my flesh pebble beneath his touch, beneath the fabric, feeling utterly helpless on his lap. Then he pinches my flesh, hard, and I gasp. When his eyes shift back to mine, they’re dilated, almost black now. A low throaty grumble oozes out of his throat and he shifts in the chair, pressing his hips upward. I moan when I feel the hardness beneath me. “Please,” I whimper, the need so acute it hurts. “I know, baby,” he soothes, brushing his lips against my temple. “I know.” I feel a rush of heat and adrenaline fill my body and flood my heart. A moment later he stands, places me gently on my feet, then leads me to the other side of the desk. He turns me around and begins undoing my wrists from behind my back. It’s only then that I notice what’s attached to each of the two pillars. “What are the chains for?” I ask, a little breathless. I feel his lips press against the back of my head. “They’re for you. But then…you knew that already.”

    I'm one of them. My name's Adam, and Celeste has been assigned to me. I have three days to show her the error of her ways and help her redeem herself before she's marked permanently Naughty. She'll fight me, she'll struggle, but in the end I will win. Even if I have to use every implement in my arsenal, Celeste will find her way to the nice list.

    One night shattered it completely. Moving to another country was supposed to be a fresh start, an escape from my past. A way to heal and move on with my life. I was looking for happiness. What I wasn’t supposed to find was him. Dark, handsome, and irresistible. Not strong enough to resist, he broke through the walls around my heart. Every single one. For a fleeting moment, I was happy. Until I'm reminded that the clutches of my past will never let me go. The evil shrouding it in darkness has finally found me. It threatens everything I love. I need to fight it—for him and them. For us. Even if that means letting go of the light.

    Give a guy a private lingerie show and suddenly everyone in town is talking about you. Again. But Mallory wants to stay in Starlight Hill permanently, the one place she feels safe, even if the only men interested in her now are SLs (stripper lovers.) His contract with the U.S. Army complete, Ranger Liam Turlock is stateside again, and must decide whether he’ll re-up for another four. He’s been invited for a stay in Starlight Hill and some much needed R&R. Liam suspects this is just the Turlocks’ intrusive way of fixing him up. They’ve got their choices lined up for him and he’s not interested in any of them. When Liam meets Mallory while hiding behind a rack of banana hammocks at the Tatas and More lingerie shop (don’t ask) he has an idea. He and Mallory will pretend to date so that 1. Mallory can repair her good time girl image; and 2. Liam can get his family off his back. So for now, or at least until Liam goes back home to Colorado, he and Mallory are a thing to anyone who asks, especially anyone with the last name of Turlock. But fake has never been so real… **ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED AS 'FOREVER MY GIRL' IN 2016, PART OF THE ST. HELENE VINEYARD KINDLE WORLD. INCLUDES A NEVER BEFORE PUBLISHED EPILOGUE.**

    That one person who blew through our lives, their presence forever stamped on our psyche. They linger in our thoughts, in our hearts, and in the decisions we make. A soul crusher or a dream maker, depending on the perspective.My person is MISTER BLACK. I didn’t know him by that name when I first met him. I didn’t know him at all, but the impression he left behind was just as powerful as the name I call him today.He is Black: a deadly enforcer and masterful seducer.I am Red: a justice bleeder and willing participant.Together we are passion. Colors colliding through each other’s lives. When our secrets converge in a passionate encounter, stepping out of the shadows just might be worth the risk.

    The "Rosebud Killer" is the most dangerous criminal that Nazareth and his team have ever faced, and they continually find themselves one step behind this intelligent, seemingly mild-mannered murderer. The hunt takes them from small, peaceful towns in Pennsylvania and Maryland to the brownstone mansions of New York City's Upper East Side. No widow is safe from a madman who believes he is doing God's will, and the pressure is on Nazareth to bring the guy to justice.