Elliot Torres, the man who owns her.One day after her eighteenth birthday, Torres will claim her, and the girl I grew up with will be gone forever.I’ve been given a job to do... teach Catalina what a man will expect from her, without taking from her the one thing Torres has paid for.Her innocence.But she’ll always be little Kitty-cat to me, the same child who followed me adoringly around the compound where we both grew up. The compound that she has never left.Until now.She calls me her Angel, but that’s far from the truth. By the end of the seven days we have left together, she’ll see me as the devil I truly am.

    Ever."Maple is a smart, quiet, meek girl who, after a failed stint at college, takes a job at Deyton Ranch. The job is perfect. Free room and board, good pay, and most importantly, no one there knows her face or past. It's a place where she can hide-- even from herself.Except some people are impossible to hide from. Her boss, J.B. Deyton, is a cowboy with money, serious sex appeal, and a secret. With tousled black hair and a commanding attitude, he's both terrifying and irresistible.When he becomes not only her boss but also her savior, he brings forth the dark, quivering desires she keeps hidden beneath her milquetoast exterior. The job he's given her was supposed to offer her shelter, but soon Maple is in danger of running wild.Now Maple needs to finds a way to rein herself in, or risk making the same mistakes twice. But when she opens the door to his secret, the blinders are lifted and something in her threatens to break.She needs this job. She needs to not go in the stable. She needs to keep herself locked down.But she isn't sure she can control her desires...or her heart.Author's note: Not intended for those uncomfortable with violence and uncomfortable subject matter or are under eighteen. This is the first in a trilogy and ends with a cliffhanger. Tethered will be released 12/15/2015, and the finale, Saddled, comes out 1/10/2015.

    It is the perfect place to meet the Greek God that is Preston Trice.He's ruthless, robust, arrogant, and believes he can walk on water. Most of all he's willing to fulfill all of Abigail's fantasies as long as she gives him total control.Drawn to a life she only read about in books and fantasied about in her dreams, Abigail is taken on a sexual awakening that enlightens her entire being.

    Over 1000 pages of dark erotic romance. Every night, when I go to sleep, I wonder if I'm going to see them, hear them, feel them. For thirteen years, my life was hell and now I'm just trying to keep all the broken pieces together so I can have a somewhat normal life. Then I had to meet him and everything changed. Twenty-two year-old Jenna Lang is one of the best computer techs in Colorado, if not the country. Known for her eccentric appearance as much as for her intelligence, she keeps all of her secrets closely guarded, never letting anyone close. And no one has ever really tried. Not until twenty-eight year-old billionaire Rylan Archer decides to test the walls Jenna's put up, forcing her to wonder if maybe it's time to let someone in.

    She agreed to be mine. I won't let her change the rules of the game. Violence has always been part of my life. I was angry as a child, underchallenged and neglected, with no outlet for my dangerous rage. Years have passed, and I’m no longer a victim of my own aggression. I’m in control now. A control that many seek to surrender. Just like her. My Pet. The beautiful blonde who agreed to submit to my will. She agreed to be kidnapped and locked away until our contract is over. She’s here to play a role. But her defiance seems too real, her terror too honest. Watching her struggle is bone-chilling. She’s getting to me like no one ever has before, seizing a heart that cannot love. Or so I thought... **VIOLENT DELIGHTS is a Dark Romance with themes of kidnapping, captivity & steamy BDSM scenes. Intended for audiences 18+ & not for the faint-hearted. Contains situations some readers might find objectionable. NO cheating, NO cliffhangers and a guaranteed HEA. **

    X is ready for you, but are you ready for him?USA TODAY BESTSELLING AUTHOR Clarissa Wild brings you Mr. X, a dark Romance thriller, which is a stand alone without cliffhanger.*Author Note: This is not your average romance story. Some people will kill for love.*He’s come to kill me.I’m a user and abuser of my own body. In my darkest hour I sold my soul to the devil and now I must pay the price. With his gun to my head I have no choice but to listen and obey, but I refuse to go down easily. Nothing is stronger than the will to survive. My instincts kicked into full gear the second he stepped into my motel room.Except when I look at him I see my own heart staring back at me. A history tainted by blood.I don’t know his name, but I know he wants me. To save myself I’ll sacrifice my sanity. My body. My soul. Something tells me the x-shaped scar that marks his eye is the only escape I have. He is Mr. X: the man who comes to claim my life. Can I save myself before he demands my heart?WARNING: This book contains very disturbing situations, strong language, drugs and alcohol, and graphic violence.No Cliffhanger. Complete at 90800 words. Stand Alone.

    As Jenna, she's reasonable. As Kate, she's dangerous.When Jenna finds out about her abusive father's death, she couldn't care less. It does mean changes in her life, and seeing more of Kate is just one of them. It also means that someone from Jenna's past is looking for something she doesn't even realize she has, but Kate knows all about.As Jenna slips further into her dark side by confronting her past, she needs Kate to protect her from those who hurt her before and can hurt her again. Kate is out for revenge, but Jenna isn't sure she can hang on to herself as Kate slowly takes over.Recommended for readers 18+ due to sensitive content and mature issues.

    I trust no one. I thrive with control and I’ve learned to be ruthless and coldhearted. A love life? I’m not interested.But I still have desires.That’s where Dahlia came in; my treasure. She had never been a submissive before and I was eager to train her.The dusting of sparkles on her dress barely hid her tempting curves. I wanted to see all of her. My d*ck was already hard at the thought of my hand leaving a bright red print across her lush ass.When I saw her on stage at the auction, dressed in gold, I knew I had to have her.She’s mine for an entire month. I own her. But one lie changed everything.She’s going to be punished for it. But I’m doing this for her own good. She needs this.I’m going to make this right. I’m going to heal her.If it’s the last thing I do. *Bought is a full-length standalone romance with an HEA, no cheating, and no cliffhanger.

    He's used to buying whatever he wants, but he can't buy her.SEDUCTIONHow can she resist the magnetism of his body, the longing ache deep inside her? She wants him to take her - on her terms.DESPERATIONEvery attempt he makes to love her only hurts her. How can they go on like this? This is the story of how she was... TAKEN

    THERE’S DOMINATION, SUBMISSION, PLEASURE, AND PUNISHMENT IN EVERY OFFERING. GET A TASTE OF EACH OF THEIR WORLDS AND SEE IF YOU’D LIKE TO STAY AWHILE…If you’re a fan of hot Doms and sexy subs, we have great news for you!12 erotic romance writers have joined forces to bring you this collection of the FIRST BOOKS in their steamy BDSM series.We have USA Today and international bestsellers, Golden Flogger Award Nominees and Winners, and Amazon Bestsellers all giving you a taste of their best work.Whether you like your BDSM dark or light, or you’re a fan of contemporary or sci-fi, there’s something here for everyone. And if you enjoy what you read, you can find the rest of the series at your favorite online bookseller.A Taste of Submission introduces you to a dozen hot BDSM series by:C.P. MandaraFelicity BrandonGolden AngelKallypso MastersLilah E. NoirLinzi BassetNia FarrellNormandie AllemanPandora SpocksRee L. DiehlRenee RoseSkye CallahanSo you have to ask yourself... Is it HOT enough for you?

    Carrie's Story remains at the head of the class, literally. Imagine The Story of O starring a Berkeley PhD candidate in comparative literature, who moonlights as a bike messenger, with a penchant for irony, self-analysis and as well as anal pleasures. Set in both San Francisco and the more chateau-friendly, Napa Valley, Weatherfield's deliciously decadent novel takes you on a sexually explicit journey into a netherworld of slave auctions, training regimes, enticing "ponies," (people) preening for dressage competitions. Desire runs rampant in this story of uncompromising mastery and irrevocable submission.

    Don't come back to me with your therapy bills.This is the first part of the full story featured in FORBIDDEN. If you have read Forbidden, you don't have to read this.

    Finn White. Upon arriving at the estate of her new employers, however, Jane is shocked by the scandalously revealing uniform they have provided for her, and a painful, humiliating bare-bottom spanking soon follows when she refuses to cooperate during an intimate, shameful medical examination.Before her ordeal is over she has been thoroughly cleansed, fitted with a plug, and brought to an intense, shattering climax by the handsome doctor while his ruggedly sexy stepbrother looks on. Despite her blushing cheeks and burning bottom, Jane is left desperately aroused and longing to be taken hard by both of her masters, but when she discovers that she must be properly trained before they can claim her, will her reckless impatience end up getting her in way over her head?Publisher's Note: Blushing for Her Masters includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

    Raphael is in my life regardless if I want him to be or not, and it's harder and harder to resist his charm. Hell, I don't even think I want to. if having one sexy-beyond-reality demon isn't enough, I now have the baddest of the biggest of bad boy demons making sure I know my place in his army. That's right, the Demon King of the eighth level of hell, Adriel. Turns out, he doesn't like riffs between Agoto demons and he's making sure Raphael and I learn to play nice. I'm also knee-deep in trying to stop a horrible portal from being opened that would no doubt unleash one demonic hellspawn that we don't need on this plane. Plus, I still have my police duties and protecting my partner, Sheila and my little sister, Natalie from the dangers I now know exists is more than a full-time job on top of everything else. Warning: This volume contains strong adult content not meant for sensitive eyes. The novelettes in this serial will be filled with dark, twisted, raunchy, steamy and even a little romantic scene between powerful, sexy men that will either offend you or get ya revved up. This series will not be pulling any punches, and it won’t apologize for hurting your feelings, either. You’ll find no fluff and ruffles here. These demons play hard and they fight dirty.

    I could hear it. There, beyond the beach, behind the tree-line. Off to my left, out of sight. I was still on the beach, just beyond the waterline. I crawled here a few minutes ago. I heard the rustling almost immediately; as soon as I had become conscious again. I didn’t know how long I had been there, apparently washed up by a higher tide sometime earlier. My clothes were still wet, so I must not have been here more than a few hours. I didn’t wake up coughing, so it didn’t seem that I had drowned. The life-jacket seemed to have kept me above water. I was on my knees, scanning the tree-line for movement, and listening…and trying to get my bearings. I had been awake for just a few minutes. The sun was up, but barely. Of course, we almost never saw the sun because of the ash clouds, but they were getting better every year. It had been 18 years since the cataclysm. If the cataclysm had taught us anything, it was to be careful and think things through. I wasn’t in immediate danger as far as I could tell. My only injury seemed to be a really painful, but minor head-wound from where I had been hit. We had left the compound on Tahiti early yesterday. Or was it the day before? I guess it didn’t matter. I guess I didn’t know for sure what day it was. I didn’t have a watch; we didn’t have much use for them. When you don’t have appointments, and no train to catch, precise times aren’t that important. I had intended to travel with just the cargo, but Aunt Irene hated the islands and wanted to go back to what she thought of as her home. For some reason, she expected to find the resort and the town just like she had left it. She was delusional. I might not have said that last week, but after what happened, I would have a lot more to say if there had been anyone to listen to me. What I couldn’t figure out was how she and Clark thought that they could survive a two year journey at sea in relative isolation, eating mostly fish. Irene was used to demanding that others do her work for her. How did she imagine that she would handle a trip like this with just me, Clark, and the four sisters? She didn’t even like any of us. My plan was to stay on a different end of the boat as much as possible. But that was all pretty much ancient history now. Last night, I was standing at the bow of the boat, watching the last of the sunlight disappear. It was going to be dark. The moon didn’t show much these days. Irene came up and stood beside me and said, “So, out there is Rangiroa?” I said yeah, but there was something strange about the question. She knew as well as I exactly where we should be and where our course was taking us. Yeah, the island Rangiroa and it’s neighbors was just in front of us. We’d be passing them overnight. There was something weird in her voice. She sighed and said, “Yeah,” and then I felt something hit me in the back of the head and I passed out. I woke up on the beach here, listening for something out there, beyond the tree-line.