But they didn’t realize I wasn’t a victim…not anymore.The open sea was my backdrop for nine torturous days. During that time, glimmers of my fate were revealed by a man with the mysterious chartreuse-colored eyes. He should have scared me, but he didn’t.He intrigued me. And I intrigued him.He punished me when I didn’t listen, which was every single day. But beneath his cruelty, I sensed he was guarding a grave secret.I was sold. And in a game of poker, no less. My buyer? A Russian mobster who likes to collect pretty things. Now that I know the truth, I only have one choice.Sink or swim.And when one fateful night presents me the opportunity, I take it. I just never anticipated my actions would leave me shipwrecked with my kidnapper.He needs me alive. I want him dead.But as days turn into weeks, one thing becomes clear—I should hate him…but I don’t.My name is Willow.His name is Saint.Ironic, isn’t it? He bears a name that denotes nothing but holiness yet delivers nothing but hell. However, if this is hell on earth…God, save my soul.

    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.

    He and his best friend, Jasim, are thieves for hire—until one night they’re caught and their precious freedom is revoked. Given the choice between the dungeons or palace pleasure slavery, they become slaves, but Teman vows to escape someday.Bathasar doesn’t want the throne. He supports his brother instead, which suits their sadistic father, Mukesh. When Teman, the handsome slave Bathasar has secretly been watching, saves his life, Bathasar requests a slave for the first time. Before long, Bathasar and Teman fall in love. But all is not well. One day Mukesh brutalizes Teman before the court, angering the empress of a neighboring nation. To appease her, he then offers her Jasim as a gift, and Teman decides to stay with Bathasar for now—despite the abuse he may suffer.The peace doesn’t last. Mukesh plans to invade Jasim’s new country, and Bathasar must find a way to stop the destruction. But if he succeeds, he’ll ascend to the throne and have the power to grant Teman his liberty. Then Teman will surely leave him. What other choice could a gypsy make?

     He’s pure adrenaline and smells like smoke and leather—the kind of guy you look at and know he’s going to be a combination of nasty and irresistible. The moment I allowed myself to touch his hot skin and kiss his full lips, I. Was. Done. Like currency, I’ve become part of a transaction. Blade took me to pay off a debt. I try to tell myself, Eve, you should hate him. He’s a bad guy. But then again, I’m not a good girl. Blade’s the president of the Disciples, the notorious motorcycle club. I should be frightened, yet somehow, he doesn’t scare me. If anything, I think I scare him. It takes a lot of work to become the club’s Queen, but I’ll stop at nothing to have the King!

    Conditioned. Sold to the enemy.My name is Blaire. I'm head of security to a man who controls the Russian underworld in Europe. His name is Maksim and he's my master. He bought me ten years ago and conditioned me with brutality to worship and protect him. And I have protected him. I've slain everyone who has tried to do him harm. Everyone but a man he loans me to; a man who threatens to break me and everything I believe in. You're going to need a strong stomach and a strong heart to follow my story, because take my word for it, it's no fairy tale.

    That's the only memory he carries from a childhood he does not remember. And now it is all he knows. Blood is his life.Knox Bishop has done a lot of horrible things, all at the command of the man who holds his leash. It's a matter of loyalty for him. Allegiance to the man who saved his life when he was a child. So he goes where he is needed and does what he is told. He tortures. He kills. He kills. He tortures. It is an unrelenting cycle that he constantly craves and can never quite satisfy.Until her.Eighteen year old Lacey Barnes distributes her assets to fund her dreams. Medical school is the end game and she is determined to get there by any means necessary. But a family member's careless mistake derails her plans and now she must pay a price in order to save him. She goes to Knox willingly offering him the only valuable thing she has. Herself. In doing so he allows her into his world, a world she quickly realizes is void of any light and hope for escape is utterly elusive. But escape is something she finds that she no longer wants. "He lays a path of pleasure laced agony for me to follow and I do. Stupidly I follow him down the blinding darkness of his euphoric hell."Disclaimer: This is book is intended for mature audiences (18+) due to description of violence and sexual situations.

     I’ve watched her from afar, and now it’s time for me to claim my prize - Tatum Marris, the girl I bought. My newest and prettiest toy. She will serve me. Cater to my every wicked whim. Sate my desire for complete control. I’ll own her pleasure, and one day, she’s going to beg for more. She keeps pretending she's pure and innocent, but that isn’t true. I know her darkest secrets, and one way or another, I’ll make her confess every last sin. I’ll make her fear me. Make her submit. Deep down, she knows she belongs with me. She knows she deserves to be punished. Caged. Owned. Tatum Marris, you’re now the property of Elias King. Note: This novel contains disturbing content that may be offensive to some readers. Heartless Prince is the first book in the Dark Dynasty trilogy. The story continues in Vicious King.

    Now that Devin is over 18 he's no longer pleasing to his Master, who arranges a replacement, Ronan. However, Ronan isn't the friendless orphan Devin is, and when a rescue team is dispatched Ronan insists they take Devin with them. Anything has to be better than this hell, right? ...or maybe not... Warnings: m/m, extreme violence, graphic rape. Protagonist is technically over 18 but is written seeming about 14. Back away from the story slowly if you are not comfortable with dark-fics. Seriously.Words: approx 133,300 complete - 44 Chapters

    This story contains content that includes sex and violent content. All of the characters are 18 years of age or older.A powerful, well-connected, sexual predator “buys” his wife in lieu of legal fees for his own sadistic desires.A physically and emotionally abused girl lives in sexual hell, with ‘invisible handcuffs’ binding her. Her only escape is her writing.An older man in a loveless marriage befriends her not knowing the world of hurt awaiting him for doing so.A corrupt cop, a sexual sadist, a powerful family, against two unprepared, unlikely, heroes.But nothing is what it seems, and neither are they. Both sides bring out the very best, and the very worst in each other in this erotic adventure.Mia has been abused her entire life. It started with her father and continued when she was given to her husband as payment for legal fees. Her husband, Jeffery Prescott, was a well- connected lawyer that took great pleasure in using his submissive wife any way his sick mind desired. He even started loaning her out to other twisted sexual predators. She is held in captivity in plain sight with ‘invisible handcuffs.’ His contacts throughout the city insure that Mia is controlled every second of her day. Mia started writing to escape her everyday hell.Ten years later, on an online writing forum, she meets someone she nicknames “Daddy,” for the father she never had. Daddy is older, in a loveless marriage, held together by the love he has for his son. What started as an unlikely friendship soon turns into something filled with passion. Mia and Daddy click for opposite reasons……One wants escape her brutal present, another wants to escape his violent history.It sparks an intense sexual relationship neither is prepared, or ready for. They first rely on each other for emotional support, and both their worlds spirals out of control.Daddy sees what is happening in Mia’s life and tries to help her, and without knowing it, gets involved in things way over his head. But Daddy isn’t who he appears to be and has lethal skills of his own buried deep in his past. He left his violent former life behind…or so he thought. Daddy knows he is no action hero. He can’t compete with younger, stronger, better armed men. He has to rely on his smarts instead.A sexual sadist, a corrupt cop, a powerful family, against two unprepared, unlikely, heroes.The lawyer, in an effort to save his own skin, first tries to intimidate Daddy. When that fails, he then enlists the help of a corrupt cop and an inner city gang. Daddy is savagely beaten, and he is left for dead. Bad move. They should have killed him because now it’s personal. There are some things in life you don’t back down from.Mia, on finding out what happens to her one and only true friend who was only trying to help her, sets out on her own mission to destroy her husband. Her rage at her treatment and her abusers is let loose as she sets out to crush the family that “owns” her.Alone and without help, against powerful , politically connected enemies, the hunted turn the tables and become the hunters as Mia and Daddy set out to balance the scales of justice in an explosive, bloody, climax that leaves the entire city reeling.READER ADVISORY: This story contains content that includes sex and erotic themes. All of the characters are 18 years of age or older.

    Then he blew my world apart …”He’s a criminal with no conscience. The whisper of a name, a faceless stranger… A man content to dwell in the shadows of his underworld. I’m the light to his dark, an investigative reporter intent on exposing dangerous men like him. We were worlds apart until I caught his attention. Now I’m his captive, kept at the whim of a devil with no kindness or morality.I may be an innocent but I have secrets too. For years I’ve been fighting a private war with the illegal drugs trade, with the cartel responsible for murdering my brother. I’m closer to revenge than I’ve ever been until his duplicity tears my life apart. Ours is a relationship borne of hate but we can't deny the fire that rages between us. But Dante’s a haunted man. He knows only pain and suffering until I see a spark of light buried deep within the shadows of his heart. Now I have two choices. Save Dante Santiago’s soul or lose myself to his darkness forever.

    But on the inside, I'm not. On the inside, I'm a man obsessed.With her...only that she doesn’t know it. So when I show up at her house as her new roommate, I hide my true feelings.She has no idea what simmers beneath my calm surface. No idea just how wild and untamed my love is for her.I’ve never met anyone like her and I crave her affection, her touch. Her love.But when my walls come tumbling down and she sees who I truly am, will she run and hide from me...Or will she stay.

    She thought she could steal from me and get away with it, but I have no intention of letting her get away at all. Mian Ross has a lesson to learn, and I'm going to be the one to teach it to her.HE STOLE MY SONI'll never forget the night I made the second biggest mistake of my life. It was supposed to be a simple job, but it quickly became so much more--one that cost my freedom and cost my son. Angel Knight became my worst nightmare... and now, he'll never let us go.

    And she and I are both villains… I stole her from her precious cartel, and now she's my pretty little pawn. She should fear me, but she doesn't. I'll have to teach her… I put a gun to her head and she holds a knife to my throat. Round and round we go, inviting the sickness that consumes us both. We play our twisted game with sweet threats and cruel promises, neither backing down. I crave her madness in the most depraved ways. Only a woman as ruthless as Camilla could ever make me weak, and she'd love to watch me crumble. Two very bad people who want very bad things are never safe together. Some love stories have no heroes.

    Charity is alone, without family or friends and she has eluded capture by the warriors in the sky.Commander Melmanon is furious that the Earth woman has been able to elude capture. Melmanon is known for his terrible bloodlust and ability to torture his captives. His pride has taken a beating and he visualizes his revenge on his enemy.When Charity is finally captured by Melmanon, she is terrified when she sees he looks like a demon. Fearing pain and a slow death, Charity submits to Melmanon and he is surprised that her submission brings him great pleasure. He makes Charity his torture slave so he can keep her with him longer. Nobody is more surprised than Charity when she finds herself liking Melmanon’s attention. But Charity’s loyalties and feelings are put to the test and she will soon have to make difficult decisions. But not as difficult as those Melmanon will have to make…

    It's an ugly thing. It consumes you. Controls you. Dictates your every move.You can try to fight it, try to resist. But its stronger than you. It always wins. The day I first saw her, obsession took root inside me. Suddenly there was nothing else. Just her. My obsession left me no choice. I had to have her. No matter the cost. No matter the risk.In the end she will be mine. Until then...I wait. *DEPRAVED is a dark MC Romance with scenes that might offend sensitive readers*