He was Lucifer.Halloween night, one year ago, I sold my soul to the devil. Complete with a blood rite and everything. I had less than nothing. He promised me the world. And then he disappeared, taking my heart with him. But now, he’s the one with everything to lose. A family. A name. A reputation. I’ve still got nothing, but I’m clawing my way to the top, one body at a time. This Halloween, things are going to be different. This Halloween, ‘Lilith’ is coming to take what’s hers. Book 1 of the Unsainted series. Dark romance, only suitable for those 18+.

    Maybe that’s why they all fear me. I’m sure they have their reasons, I just couldn’t possibly care what any of them are. As long as they’re afraid. Born to a drug dealer father and a drug addict mother, I’ve been through enough to make a normal person lose their mind five times over. I’m not normal. Normal is for weak people, and I'm anything but weak.My childhood was made of nightmares, but there was one light in all my darkness. Her name was Reina Wilde, and when my mother would hit me or pass out in the middle of the living room on her high, I would confide in her. We were from completely different worlds, but she meant something to me, though I never figured out what, because she left. In the years that followed, I built a reputation for myself, and let go of any and all deluded notions of love. I’ll never go straight now. It’s just too much fun taking things from people who are powerless to stop me. And make no mistake about it, I take what I want, from who I want, when I want. I'm infamous in this city. But everything changes when, after years apart, I finally see Reina again, and she’s standing next to my enemy--the underboss of the Philadelphia mob. It’s not just about power anymore. It’s not about respect. No, this is personal now. Gasoline has been thrown on the flame, and for Reina, I’m about to burn the whole world to the ground.

     Each with a desire to possess and own. And finally…they will. FIRST BLOOD MOON - Jasmin Quinn Grace is running for her life, running towards her fate. Rescued from one nightmare to be thrust into another by Hawes, a man, a wolf, a demon. Her mate. Or so it is prophesied. Hawes, part-wolf, part-demon, Alpha of his pack. Waiting for his mate to arrive. Waiting to take her innocence, waiting to plant his seed. Waiting to create a God. The world will change on the night of the Hunter's Blood Moon. MASKED - N. Heinz It’s Hannah Vale’s first day of college, the day she’s been dying for. What should’ve been an easy transition turns cold when she meets Ethan Winchester. He’s shifty and calculating, beautiful and monstrous… He’s Hannah’s Psychology Professor, and he wants to teach her the true meaning of sacrifice. HOLLOW - DD Prince The legendary Headless Horseman of Drowsy Hollow WILL capture Isabella Krane. Where will he take her and what will he do with her when he gets her there? Oh yes. This goes there. * Dark? Yes! * Dirty? Yes! * Depraved? *insert evil laugh* For the first time ever, the horseman is pursuing a female. He captures her and instead of being bloodthirsty, he's feeling a different kind of hunger. An erotic horror story by DD Prince, first edition released into of The Horror of Our Love anthology --- a collection of twisted tales where the monster gets the happy ending. Warning: 18+ only. Contains violence and a monster who does monstrous things. Read at your own risk. STALKED - Nikita Slater NOLA I can feel him near. All the time, every day. Watching, waiting… hunting. I've never seen him, but I know he's there. What does he want from me? And when will he decide to strike?... Even more important, what will I do when he decides to make me his? RASPUTIN I'm a creature that stalks the night, the man who slips through unnoticed. I take what I want… and this time I want her. She belongs to me, my prey, my pretty little doll. Nothing can stop me; the world is mine for the taking. And soon, I will place it at her feet. THE TOMBSTONE TOURIST - B. Bennett "He’s the vandal of my heart – the loose end that I can never tie off, and the longer I’ve known him, the more unraveled I’ve become." Emily has only known a lonely life. Odd jobs, music, and her love of cemeteries is where she finds peace from the cobwebs that litter her mind, and the monsters that linger around the corner. Just when she thinks she can take no more, she meets an enigmatic man by the name of Rowan and his pet crow, Sampson. Is he what she's been waiting for all along? *This story contains disturbing themes. Read at your own risk.* These monstrous and disturbing tales contain scenes of violence and are meant for mature audiences. Read at your own risk!

    So trusting.
Like you think I’m not a monster.
Like I won’t wrap your hair in my fist and bend you to my will.
Like I won’t sacrifice you, piece by piece, to save my brother.I’m the most dangerous enemy you’ll ever have because every time you look at me, you see somebody good. That friend who died.And when you look at me like that, I die again.MiraI spent years making myself invisible.A good girl, apart from the noise.
Then you came back, beautiful and deadly in your Armani suit.
Don’t look at me like you still know me, you say.
But I remember your smile and those sunny days.Before they lowered your small casket into the ground.
Before they told us the prince was dead.

    I know most people say that about something joyous; a graduation, a wedding ceremony, the birth of their first child. My situation was a little different. Sure, it was my eighteenth birthday, but it was also the day that I was sold. Sold to a man with hair like a crown of gold and eyes blacker than the darkest pits of Hell. He bought me to own me, to control me, and to use me as a means to an end. I was his tool and his weapon. And through it all, somehow, I also became his salvation.

    This isn't your grandmother's romance. It's raw, gritty, and shocking. There is no escape I never believed in evil. I never thought the devil was real. Until I was stolen. *** I knew Satan existed. I was convinced I’d be like him one day. Until my heart was stolen. Would she be the one to set me free? Or will I be the one to steal her life? *This is an extremely dark story with numerous triggers, please be warned. Due to scenes of an adult nature, this book is for 18+ ONLY.

    “The house of horrors,” as I called it, was being blackened by flames. The heat from the fire warmed me, chasing away the frigid cold that had chilled my insides since the night I’d watched my daddy drown my mommy in the claw foot tub she’d loved so much. He’d brought me a doll the day after; as if a new toy could make up for losing a mother. I’d hated him since that day, had wished death upon him a million times and finally my wish was coming true. The monster, my father was dead. There was no way he could have made it out of the house, not after I’d put the sleeping pills Lennox had given me in the drink he’d demanded I fix for him after he’d finished violating me. Unsurprisingly, I felt no remorse about playing a part in his demise because he’d deserved to die. Too bad everybody else wouldn’t feel that way. They would mourn him because they didn’t know the truth. To the citizens of our small town my daddy had been the sheriff. An upstanding citizen. A good guy. To me…he was a murderer. A rapist. A child molester. A monster. I hated him. I was glad he was dead. The sounds of siren had just gotten close enough to hear when suddenly my body became abuzz. Lennox. I could sense him. Turning away from the fire I searched the darkness. I found him perched in his tree house two doors down. I called his name, barely above a whisper. Acting as if he’d heard me, he flicked the Zippo lighter he carried everywhere. In the brightness of the flame, his face became visible for a split second then disappeared. A tiny smile came to my lips. He’d done a horrible, horrible thing for me and for that he'd always have my undying devotion.

     Seven years ago, Niklaus "Red" Volkov was offered an opportunity, one that would give him the ability to even the score with the Albanian mobsters that had tortured him for days and took the life of the only girl he'd loved. But that gift came with strings... Molded into the perfect soldier, Niklaus joined an elite group of mercenaries, loyal to a mysterious man known only as The Kingmaker. He willingly paid the price for means to fulfill the vendetta that plagued him each day. Vengeance was all he knew... And death was all he lived for... Until it wasn't... Until her...

    During the week, she’s Simone, the good girl and the illegitimate daughter of the most powerful and hated man in Los Angeles.Catch—aptly named for his “career” choice—is a man shrouded in mystery with one dangerous purpose. After a whirlwind encounter, Catch draws Simone into his dark and tangled web. A dangerous game ensues, lives are lost, truths are exposed, and one man may shatter the foundation of a powerful organization on the brink of extinction. The game of truth or dare won't end until Catch and Simone strip each other of their façades and uncover the reality of who they were, and who they are fated to become.

    A blind date, she said. What harm could it do? He was charming. Beautiful. God's finest creation. He wined me and dined me. Made me do things I'd never before dreamt of in the bedroom. It was perfect. Dangerous. Arousing. But Jenny didn’t tell me the full story. She didn’t tell me about the debt she owed. And now Quinn Cane wants his money's worth, and he’s going to make me pay whatever way he can. “A debt needs to be paid.” The woman who came to meet me didn’t owe me money. I could tell by her innocent eyes. Still, the debt will be paid either way. She was something to play with and use as I saw fit, but something about Emily Brooks made me want to keep her. So she became my dirty girl. Pure. Innocent. Mine. Then she whispered my damned name and invaded my world, changing its reasoning. She wasn’t meant to break the rules. But she rolled my dice and won. Shame. Forgiveness. Dark. Erotic. Romance. This book is intended for mature audiences. 18+ only.

    For me, it was my best friend, Alice. We spent every second of every day together. We planned a life. I was actually living. I was happy.Now, it's just gone.And I'm still here. Lonely. A tatted up body with an empty soul.Getting inside of my head won't be pretty. I'm warning you now that you won't like me. I hate people besides my family. I hate everything around me. I just want to be alone. And I HATE how Logan Mercer doesn't understand that. He's everywhere; getting inside of my head, kissing me when he shouldn't be, messing everything up, and trying to get me to open up. He's making me crazier than I already am. Why do I need to talk about my life? Why does he even care?Why doesn't anyone understand that I don't want to get attached to people? I don't want to get fixed.I want to be alone.I want to be free.I want to fly.My name is Rebeckah Lennox and this is my story...of how I fell.WARNING: Due to heavy subject matter, strong language, possible triggering descriptions of self-harm and some sexual situations this book is not recommended for anyone under the age of 17.

    I wrote dirty, I wrote erotic, I wrote the truth.And then they called me a liar. But it's not me who's lying, it's them.Our story isn't for everyone. It's not even for us.So if you're looking for the fairy tale and the stupid prince on his dumb white horse, move along. You've got a hold of the wrong book. This is not your story, this is not your life, and this is not your opportunity to dip your frightened little toe into the dark pool of water and "try new things" and then pull it out and decide... #NotForMe.When you go in with us you go all in. So make a decision before you turn this page. Because I'm making one promise with this book.Just one.We are The Dirty Ones and this is our truth.The Dirty Ones is a brand new, thrilling, standalone romance about the secret world of erotica authors by New York Times bestselling author, JA Huss.

    My grandfather knew him well, though, and he quickly conceded. That restitution? Me.Six months later, on my eighteenth birthday, Raphael came to claim me. He stole me from my home, taking me to his Tuscan estate, where from the crumbling chapel to the destroyed vineyard to that dark cellar, the past stalked him like a shadow. Even the walls held secrets here and I’d need to uncover them all to survive.Because taking me was only the beginning of his plan. RaphaelSofia was the sacrifice to pay for her grandfather’s sins. She accused me of being the devil. And she’s right. But the truth was, he betrayed her. And when the time came to promise to love, cherish, and obey she spoke the words that would seal her fate.I do.We have a common enemy, though, my unwilling bride and I. But even the devil protects what’s his. And she’s mine.She just doesn’t yet know how much protecting she needs.

    She’s been in hiding for three years raising the son he doesn’t know about.Holding a grudge has never felt so good.Shattered King is an intense, ultra-sexy standalone novel set in the world of the Lawless Kings. Sherilee Gray’s raw, hard, beautiful, deeply-emotional voice will leave you breathless long after the last page.

    He’s the anti-prince-charming. This is our happy ever disaster. Anastasia Here’s the first thing you should know: this is not a fairytale. Happily-ever-afters are fables, and Prince Charming is a sweet little lie. I know all this because he taught me. Once upon a lifetime ago, the rich, arrogant, sinfully gorgeous, and tragically broken dark prince of the Hamptons was my tormentor. My darkness, my shameful attraction, my all-consuming, forbidden temptation. I hate Sebastian Crown because nine years ago, for one night, I was stupid enough to think I loved him. And I’ve been paying for it ever since. Except now, he needs me to help him save his empire. …And he’s not taking no for answer. Bastian She’s my nemesis. My addiction. My weakness. My obsession. I used to tell myself I hated Anastasia Bell - for being poor, for not worshipping the ground I walked on, for looking at me like she pitied me for being me. When the rest of my world always told me yes, she was the ever-provoking no.
 She thinks I’m a monster - a tragic, f**ed-up, broken beast. She doesn’t know the half of it. Because she can’t begin to know the crimes of my past, or imagine the things I’ve done to her behind the scenes since she left this place. Years ago, I thought breaking her would fix me. I was wrong. Now I’ve got her in my sights again, and this time, I won’t be letting her go. Even if it means we both go down in flames... Authors's note: Beautiful Beast is a full-length, standalone romance (approximately 101,000 words) with a HEA and NO cliffhanger. For a limited time, I've included a copy of my second chance romance, Thief, in this new-release edition! Please note that Beautiful Beast finished at roughly the 2/3rds mark in this book ;).