He’s the kind of man they warn women about. Checkered past, man-whore, cocky… and hot as sin. Good girls can’t handle him. And that’s exactly what Jasmine ‘Jaz’ Mitchell was when they first met; a dewy-eyed good girl who believed in love, roses and everything nice.Then he broke her heart!Now she’s back in his life and she’s different – feisty, a little cruel and outrageously irresistible. Innocent, sheltered Jasmine was cute, but this brave, new Jasmine is sexy as hell. Lucas knows that he shouldn’t get close to her because he’ll just hurt her again. However, that doesn’t change the way her sweet-as-sin kisses have his heart racing and blood boiling. Worse, she keeps diving head-first into danger and has somehow landed on a dangerous murderer’s kill list. Lucas will do anything to keep her safe. But can he keep his desire on a tight leash while he does it?*This sexy bwwm romantic suspense is a standalone novel with a little bit of crime, a happily ever after ending and no cliff-hangers.

    Two months ago she completely stopped speaking. Her psychiatrist thought a gentler presence around the house might be good for her. She suggested a nanny for the child. Naturally, I would do anything that would help her regain her happy childhood.But I didn't expect the woman who stepped into my office. Yeah, she's got my attention, all right, but for all the wrong reasons. I sure as hell don't need this ripe fruit to distract me day and night in my own home.I tell her she hasn't got the job, and watch her leave my study, but Fate has other plans. Resistance is futile.AprilHe lives in a white mansion in London's Knightsbridge, a magnet for playboys and Russian billionaires.   Big, burly bodyguards look at me as if I've not come for a job interview, but to steal the family silver. Whatever. I maintain my professionalism, I'm determined to get this intriguing job of caring for the girl who refuses to speak. A prim woman leads me to his study. She knocks, and a deep, smooth voice beckons us to enter. The door opens and I set eyes on Yuri Volkov.OMG.His eyes are like a wolf's. Pitiless. Mesmerizing Dangerous. Obviously he Is drop dead wrong but, I can't stop imagining his big, tanned hands caressing every inch of me. After the briefest interview in the history of interviews he informs me I haven't got the job. As I walk away, humiliated, from his study, it happens. The unthinkable.And I'm suddenly back in the game.

    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

    He was the heir to a billion dollar corporation, handsome and extremely popular. In hindsight he should have been happy, but he wasn’t. With parents who monitored everything from what he ate, drank, and even the people he associated with, he felt trapped. That’s is until he met her… his princess. Layla allowed him to do things he’d never even thought of. She permitted him to fulfill his every desire and his every kink. She didn't care; she loved him wholeheartedly and unconditionally, believing they’d be together forever. Unbeknownst to her, their time together had an expiration date. Now ten years later, after he’s comfortable and content living in his little bubble, his parents created for him. His princess decides to make an unexpected appearance sending his well thought out and “happy life” up in flames.

    I’m telling you… you won’t be able to pull yourself back from that one…trust me.” Jakobe tilted his head. He became real serious. “Are you speaking from experience?” “No! I know my limits,” replied Major. Every step he took to reach Nakida across the room, his friend’s warning seemed to repeat in Jakobe's mind about him just leaving her alone. He had to admit, this woman was more woman than any he had fucked around with before. She might not have the same number of zeros in her checking account as he did, but the way she handled herself with him would make a person think otherwise. She had a strength about her that said she was near unbreakable. Even still, he knew there was a variability about her that she chose to hide. There was a sadness, a longing that she hid behind her cold smile. Her intelligence was almost blinding to behold. Jakobe pushed down the voice that rose its ugly head to tell him that he was out of his depth. The voice said that she wasn’t going to take his shit. The voice that said that this woman would be able to see with her sharp eyes, the man underneath the riches. It said that she might be the one to actually touch his heart.

    That all changed in a blink of an eye the moment Bree came home for break. She didn't expect to find her dad strapped to chair, a gun pointed at his head. Alzerro “Zerro” King wasn't a man to be messed with. Women flocked to him and men ran from him. He ruled the mafia with an iron fist and no one ever crossed him unless they wanted to pay the price. He believed the only way to pay for something, if unable to do so, was to do it in blood. Nothing got him harder than stringing someone up, and putting a bullet in their head. That is until Bree. One look is all it took for him to know she could pay for her father’s debt in many other ways… Ways that could get him hard. Could a big city mafia king fall in love with the small town country girl? Would she be able to handle his dark and demanding ways? When push comes to shove, would Bree end up running only to be killed? Or would she sacrifice herself for love?

    His job is to find an easy target and take her back to his place for a few days. He is working his way up the crime ladder doing a job he never wanted.Lily Hilton has it all, but is hiding from a troublesome past. When she enters a bar downtown, and runs into her old high school crush, her entire world is turned upside down. She is determined to make him notice her, but that plan may work better than she expects. Colton does not hesitate to take Lily home and use her as his new pawn, but their past begins to catch up with them as their secrets unravel and he must decide what is more important to him, protecting Lily or himself.Excerpt:"Cole...""Answer the f**king question!" I took a deep breath, struggling not to lose control completely."I knew you didn't do it.""You don't f**king know me, Rose. Does this look innocent to you? Huh?" I pointed to the spare bedroom with the lock dangling from its metal closure."I'm Lily now," she whispered as she wrapped her arms around herself. I leaned in closer, knowing she was terrified."You're whoever the f**k I want you to be. For the next two weeks I f**king own you and, if you're lucky, you may still be alive when all of this is over." She had awakened an animal inside of me, and as I spat my hatred at her I could still taste her on my tongue. I hated myself for giving in to her. Tears welled in her eyes and her chin quivered as she struggled to keep from breaking down. I cupped her cheek, running the pad of my finger over her silky skin. "Don't cry, Rose. Things are just about to get fun." I placed a gentle kiss over her lower lip and ran my thumb over it, soothing her. "Can you taste that, Rose?" All traces of anger had left my voice, but something had snapped inside of me. "I can still taste your sweetness, still smell you all over me." I leaned down and ran my nose up the curve of her neck, inhaling. I grabbed her wrist as my mouth reached her ear."Look what you're doing to me, Rose." I placed her hand on my jeans so she could feel how stiff my c**k was from just thinking about her. She tried to pull back but I tightened my grip and held her against me. "Do you still think I'm the good guy?"Warning: This novel is intended for readers 18 yrs. older

    It wasn't long before he had his hands -and mouth- all over her. After one incredible night of sex, he awakens to find she’s disappeared, but it's not long before he finds her again. At his new office: she's his Executive Assistant! He can't allow himself to be distracted. He has come to Denver on a mission, to find the person trying to swindle him. Sean always gets his man. But keeping his distance from his newest employee is not going to be easy.Chloe Walters had no idea that the handsome stranger she slept with the night before would be her new boss. Or that she’d be the number one suspect in his corporate espionage investigation. She's on a hunt of her own to uncover the scammer. But Sean’s idea of cat-and-mouse has higher stakes than just her job.Publisher's Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable. Spanking.

    To me, he’s Mister Hot, Dark, and Handsome, the neighbor I watch from the window, wondering what he’s really like.Turns out, he’s a thief. A getaway driver. He gives me the hottest night of my life before he’s put away for taking the wrong job. When he’s gone, I try to forget about him and get on with my normal, unexciting life.Until he gets out, and an inheritance makes him a billionaire.Now Devon is back. He’s the richest ex-con you’ve ever seen. He doesn’t care about penthouses, fancy dinners, or private jets. He doesn’t care that his enemies are after him. He doesn’t care that everything is about to go up in flames.In his world of chaos, Devon Wilder says he only cares about one thing.Me.

    Not even God will deny a man like him.I'm certainly not God.I'm just a woman he's set his sights on. One he’ll never relinquish. His idea of being ‘kind’ is to give me two options.One Destroy the reputation of a man I love.TwoBed him . . . and he’ll forget about what he knows.One night only. He doesn't know I'm a virgin.And when he finds out?One night isn't enough.-- Not for him, and not for me. --But his world is forged on the misery of others. He might have a house in the Hamptons, stare at the Hudson when he sits behind his desk,and manage a billion dollar hedge fund, all of that doesn’t change the fact that he’s a mobster. One of the infamous Five Points. Being with him puts me in danger. But my heart?Well, it’s been in danger from the first moment we met . . .*-*Note: This was originally released as "The Air He Breathes".

     Everyone in the city knows who I am: Vincent Citrione, top capo of the most powerful crime family in the city. If you’ve got two brain cells to rub together, you’re scared sh*tless of me. If you’re a beautiful woman, I may have given you the hardest, dirtiest f*ck of your life before showing you the door. Commitments? F*ck ‘em. At least, that was my motto until I caught her snooping in the wrong place at the wrong time. I wanted her to be like all the rest. I wanted to forget her. But she’s not like the others. She thinks she can say no to me and get away with it. She thinks she can walk away after what she’s seen. But one taste and I know she’s going to be mine. I don’t care what it takes. Even if I have to kill to keep her safe. I get what I want. And I want her.

    My wild love affair was Netflix without the chill. I had no business dating the older man who looked as though he'd stepped out of an expensive advertisement.But he was determined to have me.Wickedly sweet, Theo gently and strategically pulled me from my rut, handing me the world in the process. Growing up with nothing, I suddenly found myself with everything. More than I'd even known to dream of.But shadows play tricks on the eyes, and life wasn’t always what it seemed. With Us…It was better.Warning: Recommended for readers 18+ due to adult content, language, and situations.

    It’s the first time I’ve felt anything in a long time. But would she really be scared knowing the depth, the lengths I go with my brothers to make any fucker who crosses us pay? I need a woman who can accept me for who I am.For what I am.I’m hoping like hell it’s her because I want nothing more than to claim her as mine…Kadence KingI know Aston’s dangerous, know people fear him. But I want him. I’m drawn to him, just as he’s drawn to the darkness.I should be afraid of him, should turn the other way, but I can’t. I’ve gone mad and let him in my room, in my life, allowing him to consume me. He possesses me, dominates me. Aston Locke shows me what it means to want to be claimed by him and only him.And when he tells me I’M HIS, I have no doubt that’s the truth.Because in the end, it’s what I want too.No matter how dangerous he is…

     Drifting in a world of glittering diamonds, mansions, lunches and designer clothes, Casey Hernandez could happily disappear, except the life of the mafia wife demanded she remain and play her part. One misstep and she would face the monster who marked her as his own. Reyes wanted the stunning blond with the furious eyes. He was going to ruin her life, take her from everything she knew and own every inch of her. Hard, brutal, mean. Exactly how he was. Exactly how this world had shaped him. Because he could. She was about to become spoils of war. And when he finally had his woman, they would rise up together; the king and his scarred queen. This books is standalone. Guaranteed HEA, NO cheating, NO cliffhanger. Sizzling dark mafia romance. Read at your own risk!

    I will not hurt you, unless you want me to.”I'm in deep to the Mafia. My father was the one who made the deal, and when I inherited his club, I also inherited his troubles.Ivan wants to save me, or so he says. More like he wants me to be his slave for a year. After the one-night stand I had with him, though, would that be so bad? With his impossibly hard body, and the way he always makes me scream...But he's still a monster. He's a criminal, and something so much worse.And yet I can't stop the tingling in my body every time I think of how he touched me, and those dark but delicious words rolling off his tongue, tinged with his Russian accent.He knows what I'll say, even before I do. "I'll take your offer."