I came to take someone, whether she wants to come with me or not. A girl who belongs to me, even though she doesn't know it yet.Natalie Paulson is mine, every single inch of her, and I don't share what's mine. It's time she learned what happens to bad little girls who put my property on display without permission, and when I'm done it won't be just her cute little bottom that is well-punished, well-used, and sore.Publisher's Note: His for the Taking includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

    Not in the physical sense, you must understand, but very much literally. He was persistent, resolute and tenacious. His ruthless greed to annihilate me was utterly disturbing. I am sure if he had hierarchy, the man at the top would have dragged his arse into Hell’s prison for his unscrupulous methods. I was just fifteen when I first became aware of what he was capable of. This initial taste of him set the playing field for how my life was to be lived – for want of a better word. He mocked me, showed me mercilessly how he played the game and how he liked to cheat at said game. He ridiculed and taunted me until, six months later, he won and took something of so much importance from me that I would never be the same again. His second visit was, in my eyes, so much more cruel and heartless. I know we’re talking about the Devil here, and yes, you have a right to say he had no heart but even then, even when I was so utterly broken, I begged to differ and hoped – no, prayed – that somewhere deep in the caverns of his black, tortured soul there was something that beat and confused his emotions once in a while. The third visit was somewhat different than the other two. He tried, and at first succeeded to bring me to my knees once and for all, but then something happened. God finally intervened and altered Satan’s intention; he sent hope and morphed the Devil’s minion into an Angel, hoping to break and shatter the anguish and suffering. He gave the ability for me to feel pleasure in pain, order in the chaos and light in the darkness. But in giving me a reprieve, he also gave me something that would finally and ultimately obliterate me. He gave me the capability to love, therefore giving me the ability to be destroyed. And Satan made sure that I was destroyed. Cruelly, viciously and sadistically. I am Mae Swift, and this is the story of my decimation. ***WARNING*** This story doesn’t contain hearts and flowers, it doesn’t even contain the word ‘love’. It isn’t for the fainthearted, nor those who want romance and happy ever afters. It’s dark, in fact it goes beyond the dark realms of misery and despair. It contains disturbing scenes of sexual violence, cruelty and torture. It also includes self-harm, pain addiction and brutalisation. Please bear this in mind before purchasing this book. Thank you.

    I’m the hacker-geek-goddess of the FBI. When I’m hiding behind my screen, I’m a safe distance from everyone; isolated, powerful. No man has ever touched me, but when I’m captured by Colombian drug lord Andrés Moreno, I no longer have the right to refuse. He’s scarred and scary, and his cruel brother Cristian has tasked him with breaking me. I try to fight, but I can’t escape his strong arms and harsh discipline. He demands that I accept his touch, and my virgin body can’t help but respond to his masterful manipulations.The longer I remain trapped with him, the more I come to suspect that I’m not the only captive in his brother’s home. Andrés’ scars go deeper than the wicked furrows carved into his flesh, his pain reflected in the dark demands he imposes upon me. His obsession is twisted and wrong, but maybe I’m twisted, too.Do I want to be rescued from him? Or is he the one who truly needs saving?

     There are bad men in this world. I would know: I’m one of them. I f*ck women and leave them behind without apology. I stomp out my enemies; I turn their wives into my slaves, their spawn into my servants. I hurt; I take; I kill. But despite all my sins and vices, I am not the worst this world has to offer. That title is reserved for the devil himself:. The bastard who murdered my family. I won’t rest until I’ve spilled his blood and condemned his soul to hell. He will feel the pain that I have felt a thousand times over. I will have my revenge. But I have one task left to complete before I leave to kill him or die trying. I cannot let my family name go to the grave with me. I need to know that my line will go on. That means one thing: I need a baby. But the women in my life aren’t fit to hold my seed, much less my heir. This requires someone special. Someone I can seduce. Someone I can shatter. Someone I can mold into the vessel my child will require. So I go hunting, and I find the one. Lily is the perfect specimen. Ghostly white skin perfect to brand as my own, curves to suck and squeeze. I’ve chosen her, and I’m not waiting to find out if she’s fully on board. I’m going to seize her and do what I’ve always done – Take until she has nothing left to give.

    Brainy brings bossy to his knees.Eve Slater is brilliant. She’s also my former intern, one I did my best to ignore because she was off limits and waaaay too tempting.She’s even more delectable now and the reigning queen of gaming tech in Seattle. Our chance encounter at Club Temptation ignites a fire between us.It was just a kiss. Nothing but a kiss, and it nearly brought me to my knees. She’s not off limits any more, and I’m not about to let her slip away.I’m accustomed to money, power and influence getting me what I want. Except Eva doesn’t care. Before I know it, I’m fighting for her, fighting to win the only woman who wants me for everything except my image.

    Instead I was taken as a captive.Raised in luxury, I didn't know men like Commander Ondru existed... until the day he captured me. He claims to be holding me for ransom, but the look in his eyes says he's keeping me.Naked, leashed, and chained, I was put on display with my well-punished bottom still burning and the shameful evidence of my body's helpless surrender already glistening on my bare thighs.Now, fully at his mercy, I can only wonder what this brute has in store for me...Publisher's Note: Taken by the Commander includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

    A new town, a new school—perfect for easing a mind racked by tragedy.Then the invincible, untouchable monster who runs Lavish Prep sets his eyes on me.Handsome, intelligent, gifted Prince Briar should have been this school's most eligible bachelor...but no one is brave enough to find out if the disturbing rumors about him are true.Except me.Ever since I arrived, he's punished and humiliated me.I'm done letting him rip me apart.I'm earning myself a place in history by taking down the Dark Prince of Lavish Prep. All I need to do is expose his disturbing secret to the world.I'm brave enough to stand up to him, but am I strong enough to destroy him before he breaks me?Brutal Bully is a dark enemies-to-lovers new adult romance. This standalone dark high school bully romance novel is intended for mature readers only as it contains material that some may find triggering.

    Trying to find out his secret. His kiss was intoxicating, and I thought he was harmless.I was wrong.Nancy Drew never ended up in a basement, handcuffed to a radiator, teased to the edge of insanity, begging to be let go.Soon, I stopped begging to be let go.Soon, I started begging to be his.

    If you are sensitive in any way, please use discretion.

    Daughter of the current President of the United States, wealthy, famous, and all things that some girls wish they had. Only I'd dream of having a simple life. A life where I wasn't marrying the scariest man I have ever met. Well, I thought I had just met him, but it turns out, there's so much I don't know about myself. That's all thanks to a past so twisted, so warped, that no amount of money, or presidential status could wipe it clean. I'm the rebel child. Or as some may see it, the disappointment. I’ve never cared about expensive wedding gowns, or how much someone paid for a tailored suit. I don’t care if your wedding dress is from Walmart, or if it’s from some fancy, upscale designer line. So why am I marrying the devil dressed in a thousand-dollar suit? I'm about to find out how I got here. To marrying one of the most powerful men in the country. The road to finding out, though, is paved with darkness, painted with the blood of innocents, and it leads my ass straight to hell. Only this hell is a multi-million-dollar penthouse suite in New York City where Bryant Saint Royal, sits on his throne.

    The reasons why he married me.His tongue weaves lies just as well as it creates wicked pleasure, and he revels in doing both.He's a bad man and he knows that, but he doesn't want to change.He wants to twist me into a cruel reflection of himself, and I'm not sure if I'm strong enough to stop him.I'm going to hell with him, and I'll be soaked in guilty sin the entire way down.Wedding Sin is an explosive standalone start to a mafia series so real and dark, you won’t be able to put it down. As always, it has a HEA and absolutely no cheating.

    This is a story of love gone wrong.***Growing up the way I did, you’d think I’d be more screwed up than what I actually am.Soon as I turned sixteen, I left that bump in the road I called home and took my chances on the street.Best decision I ever made.Now, at the age of twenty six, I’m educated, employed and damn good at my job.My friends have become my family. Like me, they know what it’s like to grow up unloved.But the saying is true.The world makes way for those who know where they are going.That’s me.I know where I’m going and I’ll get there eventually. On my own terms and at my own pace.But then there’s him.I feel his eyes on me. I see him hiding in plain sight. He watches me.He makes me feel.It’s unconventional.But it’s real.I’m sure you’re wondering how a person falls in love with their stalker.So am I.This isn’t a story.This is my life.

    During the induction ritual, she's ambushed and forced across enemy lines into werewolf territory where she will undoubtedly be attacked and killed. When one of them comes to her aid, it's time to question who the real enemy is.Caleb Conri is on patrol when he finds himself saving the life of the most beautiful vampire he's ever seen. His wolf immediately claims her as his mate and that alone brings on the biggest migraine of his life. But Adria is so unlike anyone he expected. She's sweet, kind, loving and he can't wait to get her out of her clothes. The problem is everyone wants her dead.When war breaks out between the two factions, Adria must choose between her own people and her mate. How long can she sit by and watch those she loves on both sides kill each other because of her? The only way to end the war is for her to turn herself over to those who want her dead. But Caleb will die before he let's that happen.

    BrookeI’ve come from a privileged life and an even more privileged upbringing. My parents taught me right from wrong and everything in between… except I wanted the gray area. I wanted to live life on the edge with the possibility of falling over. I didn’t care about the consequences because I had no heart…I left that on the floor of my parents’ bedroom door, shattered.And never went back to pick up the pieces.DevonFamily first.I learned the meaning of the word hate.I learned that life is a battlefield and I stood frontline.I learned that praying doesn’t work and God doesn’t listen.And I learned how to be a man…All at the receiving end of my father’s fists, my mother’s tears, and my sisters screams.You can’t run away from your past…It will always find you, especially when you’re asleep.Warning: Book contains adult situations. Sex/language. Mature readers only.

    My job is straightforward. Buy a girl. Make her mine. Infiltrate a human-trafficking ring and take it down. It doesn’t matter which unfortunate girl I choose. I’ll sacrifice one to save the many, or some such nonsense like that. Does that justify what I must do? Does that make me the hero?No. It makes me a monstrous man, but I'll do what needs to be done.I don’t want to know her name. I’m not her savior. I’m not her knight in shining armor galloping in on a white horse to save the day. I’m her nightmare, a man who will break her so others may live. There's only one rule. Don't fall for the girl.But when have I ever followed rules?