When she takes on an office job at a construction company, she finds herself firmly in the sights of the owner, Daniel Foster - a dangerously attractive man with a dark past and particular tastes in bed.Although she tries to resist him, Maya soon finds herself embroiled in a steamy relationship with Dan. And while he slowly encourages her to paint again, she begins to peel back his layers. At last, when she believes that she's finally come to understand his ways, he has one final secret to reveal … and it's a secret that threatens to blow them apart.You Don’t Know Me, an erotic romance, is the first book in a trilogy.

    And right now, the prince wants...me.I really should've known better.His place looks more like a fortress than a home, and everyone living with him is armed to the teeth.That should've been enough to send me running.But because I was foolish, I ended up working for him.A foolish lamb serving the terrifying wolf in a suit.I thought having a boyfriend would make me immune to the Prince of Darkness.I thought I could keep myself safe.But I was wrong.This is Part I of the Dark Mafia Romance duet. If you enjoyed books such as 365 Days or 365 DNI by Blanka Lipinska, then you might want to give this a try.Other themes: college romance, bully romance, billionaire romance

    That's all a girl really needs anyway until it's not there anymore. In the blink of an eye, I'm ripped away from everything I've ever known by the rich and powerful Lucas Cabot, a man I've never met before.Being thrust into a world of wealth and prestige while grieving the death of my mother has me in a whirlwind, and I'm stuck trying to navigate this new world without those I've always trusted.As if that isn't bad enough, Lucas's middle son, Wes, doesn't want me there and he certainly isn't afraid to show it either. Neither do his best friends, Hunter and Jaxson. They've made it perfectly clear I don't belong and they'd rather I'd be gone. I'd rather that too. The further away from them, I can get the better. Except everywhere I turn, Wesley is there, in my face. But just like Mom always was, I'm a survivor. If I can handle everything Compton threw at me, then I can handle a bunch of damn spoiled rich kids.God help me because I'm going to need it.Authors Note: Forrest Grove Academy is a high school bully romance, teen and young adult series. This is book one and does end with a cliffhanger. It's recommended for mature readers 17+ because of cursing and 'certain scenes.' If you're cool with that, then dive in and enjoy the ride!

    In retrospect, hooking up was a mistake because no woman has measured up, since.When I see her again and she asks me for alone time, I assume we’re of the same mindsetInstead, I learn she’s an amateur sleuth, investigating her friend’s death. A county deputy, I shut that down fast. This is real life, not one of her video games.Join Cole and Danielle as they try to solve a murder and deal with smoldering desire, about to burst into flames.Warning: High heat, thrills, mystery, and romance. Not for the faint of heart.

     He's romance's reigning sex god. When the two accidentally collide at a book conference, sparks - and their luggage - fly. Stacy Sanders had never heard of Gage Blackstone before. If she'd known he was the man everyone called the "king of one-handed reads," she would have run away as fast as her Prada heels would take her. Every woman who'd ever read a romance novel had at least one erotic book penned by him, hidden in her underwear drawer. From the moment Stacy caught Gage's eye, he only thought about messing up her perfect hair and kissing her senseless. Stacy never imagined she'd find herself waking up next to him. But as soon as he finds out what she writes, it will be him running in the other direction. Who would have thought the most novel approach to love would be sweet, spicy, and steaming hot?

    All I knew was she was sexy as sin and the next star in my wet dreams.Turned out that rockin’ body and sly smile belonged to none other than Minx— Savage Menaces MC princess... and my club President’s daughter.The club has always come first for me, and settling down was never part of my plan. But this chick makes me want things I’ve never even dreamed of before. Too bad the club life might destroy everything I saw possible between us.

    She can't refuse him. Lies will rip them apart. As enforcer of the Desert Rebels Cole's job is to protect his MC. As a favor to a friend they take in a young woman who they think is trying to escape a crazy ex. But she's lying. When the truth comes out, so does trouble to the club. Cole wants Raven, but will their explosive attraction to one another be enough to overcome the deception, and give them both a chance at happiness? Excerpt Heart pounding, I panted breathlessly, "Cole! I'm-I'm not who you th-think I am!" I scraped his scalp with my nails, bowing sharply beneath his mouth. Oh, sweet Jesus, he was going to kill me with pleasure! Breathing hard, he pulled his mouth off my nipple and looked up at me with surprising clarity in his eyes, his dark expression stamped with raw arousal. "I know exactly who you are," he grated hoarsely. "I've known since I pulled you beneath me." What? I took a second to process what he'd said, or to at least try. I was so turned on that it felt as if I were on some life-altering drug, and I was, in a way--I was high on Cole. "We-We can't do this," I whispered, while at the same time asking myself why it was that we couldn't. His grin was pure sex. "Looks like we are." "But . . . you thought I was someone else," I reminded him. "What about her?" He released a frustrated breath. "Can we talk about this later? I'm right in the middle of something." I was not going to be a convenient fill-in for another woman, no matter how turned on I was. No matter how hot Cole was. "Listen, jerk, when a man makes love to me, I'd at least like to know that he knows it's me he’s making love to." His body vibrated with laughter against me. "I don't make love, baby. I fuck." I felt a surge of anger in response to his flippant attitude. "Well, then find someone else to fuck," I hissed, trying to wiggle out from beneath him. Cole was a big man, and he was heavy. Bumping my hips to try to force him to move proved to be a dumb move, because all it managed to do was reveal how fucking huge and hard his cock was. Cole grunted in response and dropped his head back onto my breasts. I began to wiggle wildly, afraid of where this was going. Afraid of myself. "Get off!" "Jesus, wait a fucking minute, will you?" he growled as if he were in pain, pressing my body down to hold me still. I stilled. "I'll give you ten seconds." His mouth was against my breast, and the feel of his smile on my flesh caused a shiver to ripple through my body. *This MC romance contains explicit language, violence and sexual content not suitable for minors.

    If you deal with triggers, please read this book with caution. Material consists of adult content and BDSM. I was sent away for protection. Pulled from a world and forced into another, I lost myself on the way. No emotion. Only walls to hide feelings that were now masked behind a barrier. Matteo Santos opened my eyes. He helped me see through the darkness that consumed my soul. He breathed life into my lungs, gripping my heart until it beat again. With a darkness of his own, it haunted him, turning him into a beautiful Master of seduction and pain. Through trust and love, we would battle our pasts together. Before they took control...completely. "Not everything is as it seems." ~ Beautiful Pain

    Monsters didn’t just exist in nightmares.They were real; they lived among us.As the sole witness to a brutal murder, Ryann Sinclair knew that better than anyone.He’d been burned once, and Cash Donovan swore it was the last time.That all changed when Ryann stumbled back into his life.She was fiercely protective of her heart, and he was hell-bent on protecting her.Never one to back down from a challenge, Cash was determined to break her.Just so he could be the one to put her back together.

     HER When my father runs up too much debt, I pay the price.I’ve been sold. Sold to a man who vows to break me.A man who keeps his face hidden from me, even as his dark desires awaken mine. It wasn’t my debt to pay, but he took me, anyway.He said he would have his payment, even if it cost me my soul. HIM I run the club.If someone steps out of line, they either work for me or disappear.But when a local man runs up too much debt, I take his daughter as payment. She is mine to do with as I please.I will have her completely; mind, body, and soul.Nothing would please me more than breaking her.I didn’t think I would feel for her.I didn’t think I could love again.Now I might be the one who ends up broken. For fans of Fifty Shades of Grey, Sylvia Day, Meredith Wild and W. Winters.

    We own Spiked Roses—an exclusive, membership only establishment in New Orleans where money or lineage is the only way in. It is for the gentlemen who own everything and never hear the word no. Sipping on whiskey, smoking cigars, and conducting multi-million dollar deals in our own personal playground of indulgence, there isn’t anything I can’t have… and that includes HER. I can also have HER if I want. And I want.

    No face to face meetings. No interviews. No social media accounts. Despite his ghost demeanor he continues to financially flourish and make his fellow investors richer with every decision. Throughout the years many have sought to discover the man inside the mogul while others have spread legends painting him as a heartless monster consumed by greed. None of it matters to him. Weston's true identity is secured away in his estate of solitude, which consists of the only people in the entire world he believes he can trust. That is until he's asked to allow a guest access to the property under extreme circumstances. One he knows he shouldn't. It doesn't take long before his world is turned upside down, unexpected threats arise, and Weston's forced to ask himself what really should be kept private?

    And I want Kate Andretti with a fire that burns me to ash.Carlo Andretti wants Kate too… and my fortune, my estate, my empire. Most of all, he wants my death. Just as I want his.The vendetta between our families is old and deep. Only one of us can win, and only one of us can have Kate. Carlo believes that he can take what’s mine, that he can break me and make me crawl.But I’m Enrico Lucchesi.And a Lucchesi always gets what he wants.KATE ANDRETTIMy mother always said my impulsiveness would get me into trouble. She was right. Marrying a man I barely knew, letting him take me to Italy… not my best decisions.Especially when I now know what the “family business” really is.I want out of this life, and I want out of Italy. But the only person willing to help me escape the Andrettis is Enrico Lucchesi. And he wants me to stay in this world that I can’t bear to be part of.The vows these men take talk about “blood and honor.”But I know what this life is: it’s blood and danger. It’s blood and death.And I’m not ready to be a Mafia don’s wife.

    I took all of that crap from the past and turned it into a goldmine. My body, namely. And there’s one girl I want that rejected me over and over. Lucky for me, the beauty is on the heels of a terrible breakup. Yes. I mean, aww… Her parents are pushing her to go to the gym to lose some weight. Boy, do I know how that feels. And guess who’s waiting for her when she gets there?That’s right. Me. The forever friend-zoned guy. But I have no ill will toward my curvy first love. I only want what’s best for her. Namely, me. *wink*So the game begins, and I’m lucky to be in the coach’s shoes this time. She has no clue who I am, but sparks fly high. No way in hell I’m telling her I’m the guy she remembered rejecting. ‘Cause I’m not out for revenge. I just want what I’ve always wanted… Her.

    Don't call me anything else, because I won't respond. And if you think you can get away with whimpering ‘Matt’ while I have you tied to the bed, about to devour you, it'll end up being your loss.Men like me don't talk about feelings. We just don't.What men like me do is pound. I pound the asphalt with my running shoes on morning runs. I pound a punching bag in the gym until my knuckles bleed. And when I need a release, I find a beautiful woman sprawled out on her bed, eagerly waiting for my cock, and pound her into oblivion. Yeah, that's me. I don't have feelings, and I don't do love.At least I didn't, until the night Ella walked into my office looking like a disgusting junkie to interview for a position for The Onyx Club.She was like no one I'd ever met before. She was timid, reserved, and quite plain with her mousy brown hair and dirty clothes. Ella also had a dark and haunted gleam in her eye. A secret, a past she was desperate to conceal.And when she called me ‘Matt’ it didn't seem to bother me.She came into my life and turned it upside down. The only question is, can I screw her out of my system, or will my filthy desire for her keep her by my side?