They call themselves the Elites, and together they decide who deserves to be part of the upper echelon. Two months ago they harassed my twin brother until he took his own life. Now I’m going to take his place at the academy, and take my revenge on them one by one. I’ve been studying these boys for months. I know just exactly who and what they are—and how to destroy them. But what if I’m wrong? What if, in the middle of the storm, there’s a sharp, painful truth? One I fear to face, because it might mean that my brother lived as he died: broken inside, and willing to hurt others. Justice is a messy thing in the hands of a girl with nothing left to lose… The Pawn is a bully/revenge romance with a reverse harem element. Reader discretion advised. Please read the author's note inside with applicable warnings.

    She turns her focus on her children and fighting alien invaders in her work as a science fiction author. When her kids travel to California for the summer to visit their father, Emily is on her own for the first time since her teens. Her plans to spend the summer working and lazing with her sister are derailed as she meets her gorgeous neighbor, Alex, and his incredibly sexy friends, Troy and Max. A relationship that begins as a summer fling is destined to end, but Emily wonders if they could end up as something more. However, not everyone is happy with their relationship in the small, Pennsylvania town. With jobs and children on the line, can Emily and her men find love? Or is their relationship doomed to end as a Work in Progress? *18+ Reverse Harem Romance. Warning this book contains scenes that some people may find triggering*

    I’m just not sure if they’re a dream come true or my worst nightmare.It began with hearing voices - another step on my steady descent into madness. It was inevitable, considering the whole town hated me and I was the loneliest person on the planet.I didn’t really blame them. Everyone who got close to me ended up in the hospital. I’d be suspicious of me too.When the three distinct, alluring voices in my head started to appear before my eyes as three distinct, gorgeous men I really started to question everything I thought I knew.They called themselves Dreamwalkers and told me they were hunting the monster attacking all the people around me.They won’t leave me alone.I’m not sure I want them to.But am I the monster they’re after? Or are we all in worse danger than I ever could’ve imagined?

    1 is very, very bad. He made me an offer. One I accepted. His friends made me another. One I shouldn’t. I really, really shouldn’t. But I’m not that girl anymore. The one I left behind, the one who does what’s expected, the one who has no choice. The one with secrets. I ran away from that life, and hope it never finds me. I can choose to do what I want, with who I want. Now. Finally. I've heard the talk, the whispers, and all of the innuendos. I know what they do. All of them. Together. Then I accepted his offer. He did things to me, he awakened things inside of me. He's made me into something I never, ever thought I'd be. He’s the filthiest man I know, but he worships me with his lust. How can I say no? I was going to stay away from her. Then they made me claim her. If I didn't, then they all would. Together. At the same time. She's mine. I've got a past, secrets of my own. I'm not a man who does commitment, my life doesn't allow it. But then she appeared out of nowhere. She's a mystery, a beautiful, innocent enigma, one I want to mark. Literally. The problem is, I'm not sure I'll be able to stop. *18+ strong language and sexual content. A bit of a RomCom, a bit of suspense, it's a bit dark, and, yeah, maybe a hint twisted. The boys have got it all.*

    “Tell me. Are you?”Jackson Vale. My boss’s rival and the man I’ve thought far too much about since we were introduced last week.Of all the— “I’m not his,” I sputter indignantly. “I’m just his employee. He doesn’t own me.”And for some reason this sets off a flare of intensity and… satisfaction? in Jackson’s expression. That’s it, I officially give up trying to understand any of this.But then Jackson leans over and speaks so softly in my ear I can barely hear it above the falling rain. “If you belonged to me, Miss Cruise, you wouldn’t look so disgusted. True ownership goes both ways. I would own you, but you’d own me, too. A concept I’m sorry to say Bryce Gentry’s never understood.” My breath hitches and I pull back from the intimacy of his voice on my ear, only to get lost in the dark blue of his eyes.“Let me go,” I whisper. He does, but before he turns to go, those brooding eyes pierce me one last time. “I’ll be seeing you again soon.” And then he turns and is gone into the rain-soaked street, leaving me behind, breathless and confused.Warning: Contains triggers and dark themes which may be distressing to some readers.

    His days filled with growing his thriving business and his nights with countless women he’d meet while out, Jackson is only accountable for himself. Which is how he liked it. But when Jackson’s best friend asks him to watch over his little sister when she moves to the big city, he’s faced with the challenge of deciding whether the one woman he couldn’t have—the one he should stay away from was actually the woman for him. She was his best friend’s little sister. He was supposed to watch out for her, not sleep with her. Not… fall for her.