That's what they call me. At least, that's what everyone knew me as when I was a little girl. The media’s favorite girl to watch on stage at her daddy’s shows.Ainsley James Dylan. Daughter to the legend himself—Axel Dylan—AKA, The Rock God. Also known as The Groupie Slayer and lead singer of the band Viper.When I was young, my dad was my idol. Now I know better and I’m done with that life. At least I had the chance to move on with my mom. I’ve left my music in the past where it belongs, along with the memories of a dad who failed his daughter too many times.Little did I know that after years of laying low and hiding from the media, I’d be found by my lost childhood friends—the sons of my fathers band members.As kids, we were inseparable. I still to this day dream about the boys I miss and the friendships I’d lost. Only now they aren’t boys, but men, and we’re all going to the same university and they don’t want to be my friend. They want to make me pay for leaving them behind. They say the only way I can make it up to them is to join their band and be the very thing I despise—A Rock Princess.CONTENT WARNING:Indiscretion is a reverse harem romance. That means the FMC is in a relationship with three or more partners. This book feature's dark themes, potential triggers, foul language and sexual scenes, so it may not be suitable for everyone. This book heavily touches on mental health, depression, suicidal thoughts, and mentions of drug use. Please read with caution. This book is recommended for readers eighteen years of age or older.

    No amount of secrets or heartache will stop love and warmth from shining through this broken family. Festive music, a fancy drink, and a glass shower to gawk through at her steaming-hot detective is all Spencer needs this holiday season. Not to mention her traditional hunt for the perfect Christmas tree with her Uncle G. However, things quickly go south when a good deed turns into a massive fail, leaving one living room in an interesting predicament. But with the holiday spirit high on everyone’s list, fun and laughter prevail, making this Christmas one for the books.

    I’m a killer. A murderer. A psychopath. In the eyes of the righteous, I’m a monster, born of sin and depravity.I want to protect her, but I’m not a good man.I want to love her, but I no longer feel.She gets under my skin, though, and has awakened something inside of me.Something I’d kill for.I’m not her savior—not even close. In fact, I’m worse than the hell she’s already suffered.I’m her vengeance. Tit for tat, as they say.And if she’s not careful, I’ll be her ruin.DylanFor months, I’ve watched him.I’ve fantasized him as my savior, my lover. My ticket out of the hell I’ve lived in for the last six years.I never dreamed he’d be my nightmare.Had I known what he really is, I’d have never gotten in the car that night, but life is full of cause and effect.And sometimes the choice on offer isn’t a choice at all.It’s the result of something already in motion, and we’re merely left to survive the ripple effect.*This is an erotic suspense/erotic romance not recommended for readers under the age of 18 due to graphic violence and sex.

    

    

    Now, I’m back because she’s the only person I can trust. And I couldn’t stay away for another day.Being near me means danger for the both of us because no one leaves the mob unscathed. She’s inking over my past one day at a time and it's strictly business for her, but the flames licking at our heels aren’t just from the heat between us.But the only thing harder than leaving the mob is leaving her. I’ll show her that what we have is forever as long as I’m still breathing…Under His Ink is a 55,000 word second chance mob romance.

     Because I'm not here as a guest. Not even close. I'm a prisoner. I'm his. Julius King. Powerful. Wealthy. Dangerous. There are parts of me he wants that I can't give him. When he looks at me, there are times I swear he sees someone else. And the scary part is that sometimes, when he touches me, I think he may be someone else, too. Though my body might be tempted, and he might control everything else, I can't let him have any piece of my heart. I won't. But every day, the fight gets harder, and Julius manages to slip past my defenses in the most unexpected ways.  I have to find out the truth about Julius King. Even if it destroys me.   This book is approximately 81,000 words  One-click with confidence. This title is part of the Carina Press Romance Promise: all the romance you're looking for with an HEA/HFN. It's a promise! Find out more at CarinaPress.com/RomancePromise

    The four of us, that’s what we do.They say I have no emotions.I wish. I feel everything, maybe more than you.They said I shouldn’t fall in love with a married woman.They’re right about that, too. It wasn’t part of the assignment.But I did. Now they want her.My demons are going to destroy them.There once was a girl who believed in fairytales.They all came true.With contracts and lies and deceit.There is a woman who cries herself to sleep.Who lives a lie behind a beautiful mask.There is a woman who almost gave up.Almost.But then her prince charming came.He is everything she needs.Mysterious, dark, dangerous, who makes her do things, things that would shock you.Everything that she needs.There is a woman who belongs to someone else, who can never leave.There is a woman who is imprisoned by deals and money and power.There is a woman who loves a man she cannot have. There is a man and a woman who will be destroyed. **Intended for adult audiences, 18+, strong language, strong sexual content, MFM, BDSM, ends in a cliffhanger.**

    

    Five years later. Audrey… the hottest woman I’ve ever known and my sister’s best friend. I was half in love with her for years. I moved on, and so did she. The universe rolled the dice. A dark, snowy night—no joke. I find her walking through the darkness. Christmas is right around the corner. She’s so d*mn tempting, I can hardly think. Maybe rules are meant to be broken. Maybe second chances are real. Audrey I’ve only fantasized about Dallas for, oh, too d*mn long. One wild kiss. Five years ago. I’ve never forgotten it. He’s tall, dark and dangerous…for real. FBI Agent, sexy man extraordinaire. He couldn’t be bothered with me. Maybe because he thought I was too young. I’m not anymore. *This is a steamy, full-length standalone romance with a guaranteed happily-ever-after. No cliffhangers. Nothing but steamy romance & HEA!

    I didn’t know he was back from Kuwait. When I came home from my position as an overseas correspondent, I’d expected I’d never see him again. And that was the way I’d wanted things to be. After all, I couldn’t let him know about my daughter. Our daughter. I couldn’t help my feelings for him, though. I’d always been drawn to him. But he had never wanted children. I had to respect that. But he wasn’t the same man I’d met in Kuwait, and I wasn’t the same woman either. I knew sooner or later he would find out my secret and sh*t would hit the fan.

    It was my dad who had hit me.I had been four.Most of my memories were much of the same and no one ever saw, no one ever fought to help, no one ever cared.Then we moved.My new neighbor cared, rescued the twelve-year-old I had been from a beating. Always thought I'd suffer the nightmare alone, I was wrong.Mace Donati saved me that day in all the ways a person could be saved.And his daughter, Mia, she became the friend I had always wanted, my conscience when my own faltered, the light that led me home when I had lost my way.The girl who grew into the only woman I would ever love.But when you realize you're more like your father than the good people who took you in and gave you a home, the only way to return their kindness is to let them go.I let them go, got so far lost in the shadows I couldn't remember who I was anymore. Mia never gave up on me. She fought for me, kept the light on so I'd find my way back.And when I did, life threw us a curveball. I had to hurt Mia in order to save her.But when my past comes back to haunt me and I almost lose her, I'm ready to fight for her...fight to find a way back into her heart while keeping the demons from my past from finishing what they started. Cole Campbell

    For years I savored the fear caused by my name, the trembling at the sight of my tattoos. The stars on my knees, the marks on my fingers, the dagger in my neck, all bespoke of danger. If you saw my eyes, it was the last vision you’d have. I have ever been the hunter, never the prey. With her, I am the mark and I am ready to lie down and let her capture me. Opening my small scarred heart to her brings out my enemies. I will carry out one last hit, but if they hurt her, I will bring the world down around their ears. Daisy I've been sheltered from the outside world all my life. Home-schooled and farm-raised, I’m so naive that my best friend calls me Pollyanna. I like to believe the best in people. Nikolai is part of this new life, and he’s terrifying to me. Not because his eyes are cold or my friend warns me away from him, but because he’s the only man that has ever seen the real me beneath the awkwardness. With him, my heart is at risk... and also, my life.

     Izzy ~ Best friends to soul mates to … nothing. Since we were six, Dawson was the most important person in my life. He was my first everything. First friend, first boyfriend, first kiss, first love, first heartbreak. For years our love was a masterpiece. Then two years ago, he ghosted me. Now my world is grey. I’m finally trying to start over, to add muted colors back. Beckett has helped let the light back in. And he’s ready to paint our future. But I’m not sure if I can give it to him, even if I owe him. Every time I consider moving forward my heart starts singing a familiar tune. Dawson ~ Now I know why they call it falling in love. The splat at the end. I should’ve known better than to fall for my best friend. Because now I’ve lost my love, my friend and the inspiration for every song I ever wrote. I know the truth now about how it all ended, and I long to fix it. But there’s a new man in her life. A good man. One who hasn’t broken her heart and doesn’t put her at risk by just being around. My head says I should love her enough to walk away. Too bad we don’t love with our brains. Best friends to lovers to heartbreak. To a second chance?