She went against the code of the hood, and now she is paying for it. One loyal yet twisted decision leads to Keisha hiding in a closet, in desperate need of help. Ryan sends the help she needs, but when she sees that help, she's mesmerized. From that moment on, Keisha doesn't want to imagine life without him, and she doesn't even know his name yet. Sheppard Andrews has only been in love once. That love was reserved for the mother of his daughter. When she was killed in Iraq, Sheppard entered a depression that no one could seem to pull him out of. Doing his best to walk a straight line comes to a screeching halt when he receives a call from long-time friend, Ryan, to save a chick named Keisha Landry. He doesn't know her, but if Ryan thinks she's worth saving, then that's all that matters. The moment he sees her, he knows that she possesses the power to have him groveling at her feet. So many obstacles stand in the way of Sheppard and Keisha's connection. He vows to take care of her and protect her from her not so over drama, but after blasting his way to her, they both realize that her troubles are following her wherever they go.

    My life blew up in my face when the love of my life, Q, died. Now someone strolls into my office to tell me that it might have all been a cruel lie, but it can’t be. She wouldn’t do that to me,... to us. Our love was too strong to allow that to happen. Not only did our bodies connect in an epic way but so did our hearts. A love like that can’t be faked.There’re so many questions and only the dead seem to have the answers. I pray I'm strong enough to handle the truth, or it just might destroy me." - Knox

    She’s dangerously curvy. Having her around could possibly destroy everything he’s worked hard for. Yet, he can’t seem to stay away from her. Former hitman, Constantine Novinkoff is close to paying off his debts to his former boss. Soon, he’ll be able to retire from a life of crime. Then in walks temptation. Her name is Cristal Dawson and she’s nothing like the women he’s used to. She challenges him at every turn. Her smart mouth makes him want to kiss her until she can’t speak. Her curvy figure haunts him when he’s awake and when he’s asleep.Yet, it’s the sadness he sometimes witnesses in her gaze that makes him want to claim her. It makes him want to protect her. It makes him want to find out who hurt her in her past so he can destroy that person and everyone that person loves. The sadness in her pretty brown eyes makes him want to protect her from the cold hard world.For her, he’s willing to do all that and more.But first, she must agree to belong to him and only him. ~Warning: This BWWM Romantic Suspense features a mob lifestyle and contains violence and graphic scenes. This book was previously part of the Obsessive Temptation boxset. Proceed with caution. ~ More books that feature characters from this mafia world... The Going Nowhere Fast series. The Dangerously Curvy series.

    was a single father who had fallen on hard times. After losing everything, he doesn’t have time to wallow because he has a nine-year-old son to take care of. Just when he thinks things couldn’t get worse, they do. Leaving Justin to think of doing the unthinkable, until he runs into the one woman who got away.Hope Porter is the youngest black woman to own a law firm in Tennessee. Not to mention, one of the best and sought-after divorce attorneys in the state. Even with all her success, her personal life has become monotonous and lonely. But one chance reunion, brings both drama and a chance at something she has been longing for in her life.With just a little bit of hope, will these two find everything they need? Or will outside forces, drama, and their pasts cause them to lose hope altogether?

    He gazed at me for a few seconds. ”Because after the fire is burned away, what’s left?” The Architect: He was like no one I’d ever seen. Ink snaking across his neck, down his arms and across his hands like the map of his life. If those experiences gave him joys or pains, he’d never tell. He was a mystery I hoped he’d want to share, but I knew I was fooling myself. Robbing a bank would have been easier. His body reminded me of a marble statue; tall, lean and muscled. When he walked into a room, men and women stopped to stare. If his body enticed them, the impassive stare and cold eyes scared them more. He watched every action, and wasn’t impressed. What kind of man was picked him up off the streets, kept like a dangerous pet, but remained loyal to the one man who had his respect? Whoever said the only fire that burns was hot, had never met Asher’s frigid stare. He was going to ruin me, and like a moth to a flame, I went willingly. The Bodyguard: My job had its perks. Travel, women and enough freedom to make my life interesting. I’d been to nearly every continent in the world, and slept with some of the best-paid entertainment money could buy. But those things were for show, meaning nothing in the grander scheme of things. When my boss decided to build a new house, why he recruited the sexiest architect around, I have no idea. I’m not a relationship kind of guy; I’ve been too messed up to share myself with anyone worth the time. It’s complicated. A person like me, whose life belonged to someone else, had nothing to share with anyone. I saw her, but made sure she thought otherwise. A woman like that is too straight for me. She’d want too much and be worth the effort too. I was like a doctor who prescribed pain and heartache to the unwary, and even though I knew I should stay away, there’s something about her I want to explore. Maybe I’ll just get her number. After all, I don’t have to call her, right?

    She may have been pompous and arrogant, but she had a body that was built for sin. She was sweet and succulent, the textbook definition of a MILF. She also happened to be my brother's wife....... She never liked me, and I have only ever tolerated her. That is, until I found out she has a secret. A deep, dark secret. And she’ll be willing to do almost anything to keep her secret from being discovered. It looks like it's time for us to get to know each other better... *** This is an erotic first in series about a submissive relationship between two consenting adults. Who are married to other people. And one of them is quite twisted. It is lewd, tawdry & over the top, enjoy if you dare! FF, MF, FFM, Bondage, BDSM ***

    The maniacal actions of the sadist take their toll on the two best friends, driving a wedge between them while Sydney continues to suffer. Even when she’s returned to them, their relationship has been shattered and the damage has been done. While many of the wounds lie hidden, everything must be exposed for them to heal. Colin, Anthony, and Sydney have built an unbreakable bond that gave them courage and strength. They’re committed to each other and the life they’ve created for themselves. Yet, not all roads have room for three. Some can only fit two—and some are meant to be walked alone. It was never about the end…it was always about their journey. Alone, Lost, and Ours are books four, five, and six of the Everett Gaming Series and follow the continued unique relationship between Colin, Anthony, and Sydney. When dark forces disrupt their relationship, they must struggle to heal the wounds created while finding their way back to each other.

     Ethan is sure he has found his true soul mate. The moment he laid eyes on Chloe he felt an instant connection. They have been together for almost a year and he is ready to take their relationship to the next level and nothing or no one will prevent him from making her his wife. Chloe never imagined she could fall madly in love with a man, then Ethan walked into her life and she fell, head over heels. She wants to be his wife but their situations are complicated and now she’s pregnant. Haley has the perfect husband, the perfect job and the perfect life. The only thing missing are children, but she is hoping to convince her husband that the time is right for them to have a baby. Her perfect life comes to a screeching halt with one life-changing phone call. Gabriel is home after being deployed for seven months. His marriage of fifteen years was unstable when he left. Now he’s back, determined to try and repair his marriage, but prepared to walk away if he is unable to salvage what’s left of it.

    Six years he lied about being married. Six years of my life stolen—wasted from my own stupidity. But I healed—or at least I thought I had. I got one year... Three hundred and sixty something odd days before he showed up at my door... shot in the shoulder... begging me for help… showing me that everything I thought I knew was the farthest from reality I’d ever get. But then I was given a choice… Trust him and survive, or fend for myself. Has loving him proved to have been the biggest mistake of my life?**If cheating or the mention of it bothers you, you may not want to read this book.

    However, when Javo, a sexy, charismatic white man with the swag to match enters the scene, he becomes every woman’s fantasy.After being abandoned in a dumpster in the hood like trash at just two weeks old, a black family finds him and raises him. Growing up in the black community, Javo naturally develops a swag that attracts black women. When he meets Mahogany, a beautiful, dark-skinned woman who has no interest in dating outside of her race, he turns on his charm and makes her second guess her preference.Being dark-skinned, Mahogany has always felt that she wasn’t good enough, especially after facing betrayal over and over again from the black men whom she'd always put on a high pedestal. All of her thoughts and feelings began to change when Javo comes into her life and is blown away by her beautiful, melanin skin.Mahogany will soon find out that Javo isn’t like the trifling low down men that she’s dated in her past.

    Ryan’s badge keeps me submissive long enough to formulate a plan. Because I can’t stay.So, I do the unthinkable running back to the only place I consider home, Madison Grove, with Ryan hot on my heels. Then I find Mac again, and he makes my heart ache for more, thanks to his small-town charm and quiet determination. But I’m on borrowed time.I’m trapped between an obsessed cop and an ex-Marine, outrunning my destiny or finding my forever or both. Because I can’t trust love.Or can I?

     Leo put up a good fight, but Gina's natural submissiveness taunts his sadistic nature. Can Gina endure Leo's demanding ways or will her past destroy her and those closest to her, including newlyweds, Katherine and Isaac? ***Warning*** This story contains wickedly erotic romance.

    But I agreed to something I surely never would have done in my right mind. Maybe it’s too late to back out now… Spring Break was supposed to be Fiona and I living it up in Miami. Of course, we got a little too drunk our first night out on Ocean Drive. That’s when I met Mark and agreed to something no v*rgin would dream of doing. He proposed the idea of me being not with one person – but all of his colleagues. I was both thrilled and horrified by the idea. Conflicted, because it’d be like accelerating from 0 to 100 in seconds, and thrilled, because it fit right in with my best fantasies. But what kind of girl would agree to something like that? Turns out, this one does. This is a 35,000 words novella with an HEA.18+ Only. Enjoy!

    

    Please read with caution. Please be aware and conscious that the diagnoses that the heroine has is mixed with fiction. It does not at all reflect nor change the true research of the study of the conscious-unconscious mind. Dear Dark Knights,You both broke my heart. You took every part of me, made it your own, and then you chose to walk away from me. You both left me there.You both twisted, yanked, and wickedly took what should’ve never been yours and stomped on it. You made up your minds to show me that you both were the devil reincarnate. You took that broken, battered, and unwanted heart with you, as though it belonged to you.The problem with me is… both of you. I can’t think, breathe, or see past either of you. You flood my mind in a way that no one can. You need to let me go. You hurt me. Why can’t either of you let go of me? You may not say it with your mouths, but your souls call out to me. There’s a part of you that cries for me just as much as I cry for you.Should we do this again? Can we? One minute, I think of you and love you. The other, I want you to suffer as I did. The worst part is, you’re not even aware of my pain. You ruined me for anyone else, and for that…you’ll pay for watering and providing this flower with sunlight. You only did it for the flower to grow so you could trample on it. You can never get rid of me. I am you, Tennesse Church, and you both are me, Tucker-Jamison Vasiliév.But, I want you to remember my words… I’ll always love you both; equally, painfully, and in every waking moment. Even in reincarnation, you are my dark knights.Signed,Tini Chastain