Brave, stupid, beautiful. Nicky just wants to save her brother. She showed up with an envelope full of cash and a smart mouth and found herself in a den of monsters. I wish I could say I was the best of them, I wish I could say I wanted to protect her — but I’m far from perfect and she’s so damn sweet. And all I want is a taste before this world destroys her.

     Clearly, I’d been wrong. It all began the night before I was due to start my final year of school—the night of my eighteenth birthday. Since I had been considered “missing” for three years, I had failed to finish off the last year of my education. This was why I needed to let loose a little. I was turning eighteen and was finally legal to drink, so, why not? The next morning, I would be going to school with a bunch of ladies three years younger than I was. Even if it was for no other reason, I felt this entitled me to have a little fun. The night started off well enough: Girl meets boy. Girl gets dared to buy boy drink and kiss him within fifteen minutes of receiving said drink. It sounds like it would have been plain and simple, right? Wrong. I had no idea that his kiss would be the kiss to end all kisses. One taste of him, and I was lost for the first time in all my eighteen years. But I wasn’t meant to feel anything… Three years of living in Hell had taught me that. But, this man … just … awakened me. I went home that night feeling both alive and scared shitless at the same time. However, that wasn’t the worst of it. The very next day at assembly in school, we were all introduced to our new headmaster… None other than the very same man who had—just the night before—locked lips with me in the most hypnotic, take-your-breath-away kiss I had ever had. Yeah, I am seriously screwed. He’s a forbidden fruit that I long to taste again. No matter how hard I try, I can’t seem to get that kiss out of my head. So badly, I want to escape him, his presence, his ... everything. It seems, however, that the universe has other ideas. *I don’t want anyone to feel misled, so I’m adding a sort of disclaimer to this book.* To my longtime readers: You all know what sort of books I write and what to expect (even if it’s the unexpected). Darkness is a defining element of most of what I write. That’s why I would like to introduce HEADMASTER to you as being unique among my books. It is a contemporary romance novel with threads of dark woven through it. It’s not what you’re used to, but if you like this genre as well and are willing to give me a chance, it is my hope that you’ll enjoy it for what is, since it can’t properly be compared to anything else I have written to date. To new readers: Welcome, and please take this statement in reverse. HEADMASTER is the tamest I’ve written, but if you enjoy it and a also enjoy books that have a little more bite, I hope you’ll enjoy the others as well. Happy Reading!

    He loves his sunny Florida. He's only heading north so he can get answers from Declan O'Connor, the man who dated Quinn's aunt six years ago.The relationship ended abruptly, and Declan left Sarasota without a word. For Quinn, it had been the beginning of hell, because most of his family suddenly blamed him for the breakup of a relationship he'd had no part of, and they refused to say why. Now it's been six years, and he's done being the black sheep. He deserves to know how it could've possibly been his fault, and he's not going to let the crush he harbored for Declan stand in the way.After finally tracking down Declan, Quinn gets on a plane. Or death machine, as he prefers to call it. But in his quest to find out the truth, he discovers there's a lot more to the Land of the Midnight Sun than seeking answers.

    Mine to protect. And mine to control…

    Her name is Elynn. Alex Hanas couldn't believe that after so many years as a widower, his father was getting remarried. To make matters worse, the American gold digger had a kid—a daughter named Elynn. After months of avoiding it, Alex goes to brunch with every intention of giving his father's new family the deep freeze. But he can't pull it off with Elynn's anxious green-grey eyes locked on him. That was the day his life changed. Four years later, Alex is as close to Elynn as a stepbrother can be. But that's not enough for him. He wants more...and he's done waiting. Making Her His is a complete stand-alone novel of 68,000+ words.

    It was wrong, and it never should have happened. But, the past refuses to stay buried, wrongs start feeling right, and lines begin to blur. Sometimes, the heart wants what the heart wants, and nothing will stand in its way. Consequences be damned. Rules be damned. Sometimes, secrets are sinfully delicious. **This book contains content of a taboo nature**

    . . but only for a moment.The next night, he was waiting for me.He sat there in his expensive suit and watched.No participation.My only acknowledgement was the look of lust in his eyes.It continued until the night before I left,when I found a card under my door.No words. Just a number. So, I texted him.I’d never done anything like it before.It felt so dirty and wrong, but at the same time, I felt alive.He was much older than me, so intimidating and sexy.He made me feel things no man ever has.I was under his spell.The last thing I expected was to ever see him again.

    His good girl. Broken down and wounded by my emotionally neglectful ex, I wanted someone to tell me I was good enough. Then, I stumbled into a new job with a boss who brings me to my knees—literally. He has me do things a real secretary would never do.Emerson Grant tells me I’m more than just good enough. I’m worthy of his praise.There are a million reasons why I should stay away. The owner of the Salacious Players’ Club is not just my new boss, he’s twice my age. And my ex-boyfriend’s father.With him, I am treasured. I am adored. I am his.I’m a good girl, but I’m falling for the wrong man. Emerson Grant knows what he wants—And he wants me.So how far will I go to hear his approval?

    ⁣Come on, little swan, get up and dance. For you have feet, for you shall bleed, for no good deed shall be left unseen. It's time to atone for all your sins. ⁣𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦. ⁣𝘛𝘸𝘪𝘳𝘭. ⁣𝘚𝘱𝘪𝘯.⁣Your master shall be waiting patiently. ⁣Dance with your demons, spin with your doubts, and twirl till you drop, for this is the beginning of the rest of your life. ⁣This is your swan song.

    But he loved her and adopted her two girls, Maddie and Avery, as his own. Sixteen years later, the girls are all grown up and Matt is feeling down again at the thought of never having children of his own. He's not resentful and he could never leave his wife and or the girls.Resigning himself to never having children of his own, he tells his wife to find a way to keep the girls living at home for as long as possible with the hopes of keeping his family close together. Jane isn't sure what to do until one day, when she catches his wandering eyes and lustful gazes falling on her two gorgeous daughters.Jane and the girls offer Matt a chance at everything he wants, but the cost is a secret no one outside their family can ever know about. Conflicted at first, Matt is hesitant. He shouldn’t want his stepdaughters in that way, but he can’t help the growing desire to test his wife’s offer.When Matt finally gives in, he discovers that what may seem wrong to the outside world is perfectly right for their family.Author’s note: This book is an edited consolidation of the following short stories previously published by this author: Taking Maddie, Claiming Avery, Craving His Girls, Sharing Jane, and Milking His Girls. The story contains explicit sexual content and taboo relationships intended for mature readers only.

     Bullsh*%! My whole life has been about waiting. Playing it safe. Be the good girl, don’t color outside the lines. Put in the hard work trying to prove myself to Dad, then to my college professors, then to my boss at New World Media. Just waiting for the day when it will all pay off. And right when it was all starting to—I finally had the house, the job, I was even thinking about getting a cat—boom!—my life explodes and suddenly now I’m here and— “All done,” the doctor interrupts my thoughts, pulling off her gloves with a loud snap. Even from the bed where I’m lying, my legs spread like the Thanksgiving turkey, I can hear the impatient growl of the man standing in the doorway. If you can even call him a man. More like a beast out of a friggin’ fairytale. “Well?” Her pronouncement echoes throughout the room while the speculum is still inside me. “She’s a virgin.”

    A boy who wasn’t strong enough to save me when I was taken.”“There was a girl once. A girl called Tess Snow who sat with me in the dark waiting to be sold.”“There was an owner once. An owner who bought me, entrapped me, and made me his unwilling goddess.”Eleanor Grace is a naïve dreamer. Trusting and young, she believes her book-loving boyfriend can save her when her freedom is snatched and sold. Squirreled away to an island at midnight, delivered to a man even darkness won’t touch, she’s bound by a contract. Four men.Four fantasies. Four pieces of her soul.Sullivan Sinclair is the giver of fantasies. Any wish, any desire—he is the master at quenching even the filthiest appetites. His private paradise and perfectly trained goddesses are there for one purpose: to ensure every guest is extremely well satisfied. He bought her. He trapped her. She belongs to him.

    And I’ve only just stepped into his house. Spending a year of travelling through impoverished places, trying to help people, should make handling Sargent Wolf—yes that’s his name—a piece of cake. But even Maddox can’t deny that his father is an absolute douche. I’m only here for six months maximum before I get my arse back on the road. I’ll just have to stay out of his way, and never suggest that he let me draw him naked. No matter how badly I want to. Sargent If I’d known Maddox’s little Pest was female, I’d never have agreed to let her stay. The last woman to sleep in my house was my ex-wife. I can’t live with a woman again and deal with them spreading their things everywhere. Not to mention their scent, tampons, clothes, makeup, and weird reading material. She has to leave; even if it’s me who makes her. Though not at the expense of my son’s respect and love for me. I can suffer her presence for a few months. I’ve dealt with worse. I just wish she’d wear a goddamn bra once in a while under her little white vests. I’m a tits man and hers are completely off limits. Standalone Novel. 18+

    Breaking people runs in my blood. The Haynes’ were supposed to be a straightforward job. Go in and pull the trigger twice. One bullet for Charlie, one for his sister. But when I saw Valentina, I wanted her. Only, in our world those who owe us don’t get second chances. No way in hell will my mother let her live. So I devised a plan to keep her.It’s depraved.It’s immoral.It’s dubious.It’s perfect.Just like her.(Dubious is Book 1 of The Loan Shark Duet and ends on a cliffhanger. The story is concluded in Book 2, Consent.)

    He was cruel, calculating and very dangerous. Above all, he got the job done - by any means necessary. When he is hired to retrieve information from a young woman who has fled to an isolated cabin, he decides to amuse himself with the powerless female.He'll make her submit to his every depraved desire. Subjecting her to pain and punishment, he won't relent, not even when she submits and calls him Daddy.She can beg and plead her innocence all she wants, but he won't stop.And if his little plaything decides to fight him?Even better.