Black Light is nothing like the Punishment Pit, but this exclusive club has something Lukus might need to take back to Chicago, and if he gets to use his lovely wife as a test subject, well that only makes it more fun. And just how much trouble can one bad boy Dom get into on his pit stop in L.A.?

    New York was a long way away from Charleston, and for a recent graduate from the Charleston School of Law, a high powered New York law firm was the perfect way to pad her resume. But more importantly, it was away from him.It’s not that she didn’t love him. No, love was never the problem. Benton Frazier gave her the firm and controlling hand she’d grown so used to having. The only real problem was that her lover, her master, her best friend just couldn’t be monogamous.Liz could have easily taken a local job offer in Charleston. However, since her brother waited for her to graduate, it was now his time to pursue his fashion career, and what better place than New York City. Now that her parents were gone, Palmer was all she had. Everything seemed to be falling into place… until she met Carlton. And now, all she can think about is him.Carlton was dreamy. Handsome, rugged, and well dressed. Deep brown eyes the color of chocolate, and the silken voice with a hint of an English accent that simply drove her crazy. Most importantly, Carlton had it all; a partner in a prestigious law firm, old family money that left nothing out of reach. He was perfect. But even this perfect man came with baggage.Follow Liz as she navigates through the Seven Deadly Sins. Is Benton out of her life for good? Can Carlton’s past not get in the way of their future? Where will her heart take her?Excerpt-I bent low to pick it up when a thick hand appeared in my vision in front of me, grabbing the hair band just before my fingers touched it. “Here you go.” My mind registered the voice instantly. The smooth English accent made my skin flush. Thick, muscular hands held my hair band in front of me. I looked up suddenly, my face now level with his crotch where I couldn’t help notice the bulge there, even through the Amosu slacks that covered it. “Thank you,” I moaned as I carefully studied the hair band in his outstretched palm. I hesitated to touch him again; the memory of the feel of his hand yesterday warned me. With the delicacy of a bird I pecked it from his hand.“You’re welcome Liz, are you ready to start your first day?”I frowned, how did he know it was my first day? “Yes, I am,” I flustered. “Do you work here too?”He laughed as he towered over me, “As a matter of fact I do!” Again his mammoth size and deep, dark appearance sent shivers through my blood. There was a foreboding that came with this man; it screamed to me to stay as far away from him as possible. He no longer donned the casual attitude that he’d worn yesterday. His suit alone cost more than my entire education. It was black pin stripe affair, and beneath it a starched white button down complimented a red power tie. Black leather Italian made shoes that were large enough to be used as flotation devices matched the belt that accented his waist. Clearly fashion wasn’t something he ignored; Palmer would have an absolute fit to see his suit!With my hair back into some sort of control I stood and shoved my tennis shoes into my bag. Standing in front of him I smiled politely, “Well, it’s good to see you again Carlton.” I walked away from him towards the bank of turnstiles and elevators, flashing my badge at the security guards as I passed them. The elevator doors opened and I filed inside along with twenty of my new co-workers. Carlton was the last person to climb aboard before the doors closed.

    Needing a short break before an inevitable confrontation that may change everything he's lived for, he decides to kill some time in a Nevada motel. Dropping by the lounge, he meets LaMisha, the pretty, busty, black bartender. The conversation is warm and animated, and a certain electricity seems to flow between them... but will the sparks get a chance to fly? "LaMisha" is an excerpt from Donn Falcone's sexually-charged novel of adventure and awakening, "SEX, LIES, & CHROME," available for Kindle and as a paperback on Amazon.com.

    When its mysterious owner Richard Guildford finally grants her an interview, Cassandra is determined to uncover his secrets.But it's Cassandra’s secrets that interest Richard. The curious little reporter may seem tough, but he can see right through her. He knows exactly how to satisfy her forbidden cravings...and all the time in the world to do it.

    Avenging her mother and destroying her father. Rhys has been sent to stop her, and act as her guardian and husband as far as the Dragon Council is concerned. He arrives to late to stop her beginning, but does stop her ending. Now she has to learn to control the rage within her, or she will be destroyed.

    Enjoy a new look at lesbians in love or revisit favorite characters from some of Bold Strokes Books' best selling romances.

    Yet, Mariana Harlow didn't just break both rules once; she broke them multiple times with little regard to her boyfriend/Master. When Scott Reed discovers the errors of his submissive girlfriend's ways, His reaction is less than pleased. No one disrespects Scott and gets away with it - no one. Discipline is an introductory novelette to the S&M series for new audiences. It contains BDSM, a D/s interracial (Black woman/White man) relationship, explicit sex scenes, bondage, and light humiliation.

    Until he found out about every last dark desire, every dirty scenario I’d ever dreamed up, and made me act them out with him in real life… Jase King was my boss, and the CEO of King Investments. His sharp, blue eyes pierced my heart like ice. Nothing about him was soft. He radiated strength, power, and cruelty. He was the man I’d been secretly been lusting after ever since I started working for him. The man whom I was completely terrified of, in every way. The very same man who would soon hold the keys to every dark, secret fantasy I’d ever had about him. When I first started writing my little story about a certain girl and her boss, I never in a million years imagined that Jase King would get his hands on it. I should’ve known better. Because Jase got his hands on everything and anything he wanted, including me. And soon, I was living out every filthy detail, every sordid act from my own fictional story, and Jase was controlling it all. But more than that, he was starting to control my heart. I should have known it would lead to disaster. Because unlike the hero of my book, Jase King didn’t do happy endings. And if I couldn’t change his mind, I’d have no one to blame for my inevitable heartbreak but myself…

    It should be read between book 4, Begin Where We Are, and book 5, Entangled With You.If Magnus and Kaitlyn’s life together is a tapestry, then this, dear reader would be an unraveling thread.This happened. Except no one in the world knows or remembers.The fifth part of their story can be told without this thread. We could snip it off and drop it to the floor, except…We ought to know of it to carry on. We can remember. Because this strand, that once weaved their life is gone now — replaced by another, stronger, more exquisite weaving — but it existed. And it changed their whole story. Book 1 — Kaitlyn and the HighlanderBook 2 — Time and Space Between UsBook 3 — A Warrior of My OwnBook 4 — Begin Where We AreShort story 4.5 — A Missing EntanglementBook 5 — Entangled With YouBook 6 — Magnus and a Love Beyond WordsBook 7 — to be determined…

    My name is Will. Apparently, I’m a necromancer. You would think that I might be a little bit more certain about something like that. Magical practitioners apparently go through a lot of training in an apprenticeship. Again with the apparently. In this case ‘apparently’ is completely appropriate because I didn’t do any of that. I was finally ready to renovate my house, so I was in a pinch for an apartment. I ended up in one that had a bunch of weird reviews. I did say I was in a pinch. It turned out that the apartment had a ghost. I sort of ...uh… well, maybe you should take a seat. I have quite a story to tell. I should warn you first - since my divorce, my social life has been rather...unconventional. By that I mean, I have more than one lady in my life. I have a friend that is a madame. I keep getting chased by zombies. One of my girlfriends likes to be tied up. My story is a slice of life, so I’m afraid you’re going to get a fairly significant amount of detail on my sex life while I struggle to get my brain wrapped around what it means to be a necromancer. If you’re likely to be offended by descriptions of sex, harem-like relationships, prostitution, the IT business, genatalia, project management, showering, domestic violence, cooking, going to the bathroom, women trash-talking each other, and probably about 150 things that I’ve become inured to… ...go have a good life somewhere else. If you’re not worried about any of that, then pull up a chair.

    An hour later, an oncoming the driver of an SUV spots her and stops. The passenger side window buzzed down and a familiar Hollywood face smiles at her with snapping black eyes. His hair was almost pure silver and hung over his shoulder in a long tail pulled back from his broad and handsome brow. "Having a bit of trouble, are we?" His accent was rich with European tones. And so Bryn Savage begins a whirlwind sensual adventure involving some of Hollywood's hottest vampires and just a dash of kinky sex?

    A rat, perhaps? But no. As soon as I opened the cupboard door, out popped the skull—landing near my feet and bouncing away right across the drawing room.Ghosts and spirits, prets and jinns abound in this collection of stories. From the skull that refused to be given away to the spirits of long dead hill-station residents and from the mysterious man you meet on a dark road to the malevolent presence at the bottom of a pond—these are some of Ruskin Bond’s best stories about the supernatural. Dive under the covers, leave the lights on and lose yourself in these scary, funny and adventurous tales.

    If only her car had gotten the memo. Stranded in the parking lot of what seemed to be a nightclub, she walks into a world she never knew existed. A new job with room and board are the answer to her prayers, but can she really outrun the ghosts of her past or will they come back to claim her?A cat with a broken heart might just learn to love again.Master Richard has just come out of a five-year Master/sub arrangement after a bitter breakup. He spies the new barmaid instantly, dismissing her as just another pretty face. When circumstances put them in close proximity, his resolve to stay at a distance is put to the test when his prickly panther responds to the luscious bunny shifter. Finding himself enamored by the curvaceous blonde, the teacher becomes the student and this alpha male learns that the gift of trust might just be the greatest surrender of all.

    It's a 3,000 word, super-hot story about every woman's darkest fantasies. It includes first-time anal sex, deep-throating and punishment scenes.I’m Casey, I’m 25 years old and from Missouri, and I’ve been married to my gorgeous husband Jack for six years. All I’ve ever wanted to do is have a job, keep our home nice and have a happy life together. Unfortunately, somewhere along the line, I got into watching internet porn. I knew I could never tell my husband about it, and I felt real bad about it, but something just kept making me watch it again and again.People say it’s addictive, and they’re right! It’s like something crazy happens to me that I can’t control. One minute I’ll be in bed, turning things over in my mind, and the next I’ll be downstairs, opening my laptop and looking for all kinds of nasty stuff. Anyway, this went on for a while, until one day Jack catches me in the act! He feels like I’ve betrayed him, and he’s determined to punish me for what I’ve done. My punishment is being forced to re-enact some of the scenes in the videos I’ve watched. This is my diary, where I confess what happened when I got caught, and the things I let Jack do to me in the following weeks to atone for my crimes.