The one I shouldn't want, shouldn't crave, the one who could destroy my carefully built life.Hagen Lykaios was the essence of sin, indulgence, and danger - everything I knew to avoid.All it took was one unexpected touch, and he consumed me, left me begging, needy, and hungry for more.He said if I entered his world he would corrupt me, own me, and change all that I had ever known...and you know what? I went anyway.

    Even so, I still held onto the hope of living free of the families. But when I’m given to Antonio Tuscani, I realize my thin dreams of escaping this life were just that -- dreams. Giving up -- I accept my fate … Until a fierce-eyed boss, Nick DaVinci, shows up on my wedding day to exact lethal vengeance. NickI came for Tuscani blood, and I took it.The doe-eyed bride in her white dress and veil of innocence doesn’t bat an eyelash when I do what I was born to do. I’m the head of the most powerful mafia family in the city, and I didn’t get here by sparing enemies. But Sophia’s demeanor intrigues me, and soon I realize she is far more than a mafia princess -- she is a queen -- and I will stop at nothing to keep her by my side. *-*Mink's Note: Curl up with your fav feline for this safe, sweet, steamy, a 'lil dark, and a lot dreamy, HEA.

    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.

    The crowned prince of the Mafia’s New Orleans empire. He stalks through the streets like a shadow in the night and his path is one I never meant to cross. He’s cold, conniving… and my new captor after raining hellfire down on the jazz club I called home. A ruthless playboy, the only thing bigger than the collection of notches on his bedpost is the list of men he’s murdered in cold blood. And when I find the barrel of his gun pointed at me, I’m left with an impossible choice. I know that in the end, I’ll be a casualty of his wicked games either way, but which list I find myself on is a decision he leaves in my hands. Die on the floor of this seedy club or agree to masquerade as the woman who has tamed him. Death would have been the easy choice. Luca Barresi is rumored to be untameable, but I’ve never been one to choose the easy way out. And with the fire that burns between us with every act of our little game, I’m about to find out just how dangerous trying will be. This book is the first in a trilogy. It can be read as a stand-alone and has its own HEA, but the story continues. It is highly recommended to read the books in order. This book has mature content that is intended for audiences 18+ including situations which may be triggering for some.

    A mountain beast like him claims a mate.My family fled the city to keep me from being married off to whatever rich man bid the highest. I ended up alone on the mountain, helpless, desperate, and at the mercy of a mountain beast.He has no need of a wife. I will be his mate.He will protect me, but I will obey or be punished, and when my virgin body is claimed by this fearsome brute it will be with my cheeks still blushing and my well-spanked bottom still burning.The first time he took me, I screamed as I climaxed. Next time he won't be nearly so gentle...Publisher's Note: Kept by the Mountain Beast includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

    I find out that my father has been running a crime empire for years and has agreed to marry his daughter off to a rival crime lord. With my sister gone, I’m the only one who can take her place, so I try to escape my father and the deal he’s made before I become some monster’s property. But my husband-to-be has no qualms when it comes to taking whatever he wants, and soon I find myself in his grasp with zero options of getting away.He wants to claim every inch of me and make me his in ways I haven’t even thought possible. While his darkness and cruelty terrify me, his touch ignites a fire inside me that’s impossible to ignore.If I want to survive and get a chance at freedom, I need to get close to him. But will doing that save me or destroy me?A standalone dark arranged marriage mafia romance. Mature language and content, potentially triggering situations.

    Peter O’Malley is in the Irish mob, and he doesn’t take no for an answer. Good thing we don’t either.Xo, Frankie and Alice

    There isn't a woman who doesn't want the notoriety of being in his bed. When he crosses paths with Mariss Red at one of his clubs, his interest is quickly piqued, and he sets out to make a play for the confident beauty. But Mariss is married, and she has no desire to lose what she loves for a one night stand with the indulgent playboy.When an attempt is made on Mariss' life, Sebastian rushes to her side. Those closest to him know that it's only a matter of time before his new infatuation causes him to crash and burn.For a man who lives on the edge, the Rules of the chase become clear at the start. If he wants to win Mariss, he will have to play on her turf. Boundaries and all. The harder Sebastian tries, the more Mariss refuses, and the harder it gets to keep his control. The Man Without Rules finds himself changing to be worthy of the one woman who has ever told him no.

    He gave me his stone-cold heart.Life plan:Move to Vegas. Start my own bar. Kick ass and take names.Reality:Struggle to pay rent. Wear mini-skirts and hand out drinks to dirty old men at the Lux Casino.Yeah, I really made it...One night, while handing out drinks, I had the misfortune of turning down the wrong sleazy man.Mr. Glass.Big mistake.I didn't realize my knight in shining armor would be even more powerful than Mr. Glass.Utterly gorgeous. Dangerous. And he's my boss.You know the type.The one your church group said to avoid or you'll go straight to hell.Well slap some devil horns on me, because honey, I ain't telling this bad boy no.This is a full-length romantic suspense with an over-the-top alpha and an insta-love relationship. You'll get your happily ever after and a surprise ending that will leave you breathless.

    It’s a stand-alone in the Rough Redemption Series complete with HEA and no cliffhangers. There are fiery hot scenes in and out of the bedroom!

    Facing a lingering and painful death at the hands of the Zeta cartel, Mexico’s most brutal organised crime syndicate, she persuades their enforcer to claim her.Ex marine and dark ops expert Kyle Suarez is chief enforcer for the Zeta cartel. Ruthlessly efficient, he is feared by his enemies. When he claims Chloe, he simply expects to enjoy a well-deserved and disposable bonus.Has Chloe made a huge mistake, or will her choice prove her salvation - and his?Warning: This bad boy dark romance contains explicit scenes of dubious consent, graphic violence and sex. It is for adults only.This bad boy dark romance is a compelling tale of vengeance, murder, cartel violence and finding love in the darkest of times. It is the first in the Zeta Cartel novel series, and can be read as a standalone.

    I’m just his maid, he’ll never love me…Late at night he sits at his desk, necktie loosened, the sleeves of his crisp cotton shirt rolled up to his bulging biceps.How I wish I could run my fingers through his hair, graze my nose against his cheek and massage his tense, muscular shoulders.How I’ve tried to get his attention.Prancing around him in cute little dresses, my cheeks a rosy shade of pink.Dropping a crumpled tissue on the floor to give him a peek as I bend over to pick it up.Spending half my salary on expensive perfumes just to give him a whiff of me as he rushes past.Anything to make him grab me and kiss me as he does to Stacey!Instead, all I ever get is a polite smile when I pour his morning coffee.The only time he notices me is when I burn his toast.Then his eyes turn red, his fists clench, and his powerful voice rumbles from deep within his chest.It makes my heart race…Maybe I should burn his toast again this morning.Smolder it to ashes.Then he’ll really give it to me.

    Like a thief I came in the dead of night and stole her away from her protected castle and placed her in a gilded cage made of gold. The arrangement had been made. Her father knew I was coming, knew I had intended to make him pay. His empire was crumbling. He had no money, nothing of value to me, nothing except... her. Which is why he agreed. His precious, virgin daughter in return for a debt paid. He thought I would break her, kill her, he had no idea what I had really planned. She would become my wife. She would bear my children. She would bend to my will. And I would go to any lengths to keep her by my side. *This is a dark mafia romance that contains mature themes, graphic violence, and sexual content. This is a standalone with a HEA.*

    It was not supposed to turn into a f*cking trap, imprisoning in the middle of nowhere during a blizzard. Matters shift from bad to worse when I find myself stranded and dependent on her. Lena, the beautiful but impertinent small town girl who offers me shelter. We didn’t get off to a good start, but now we’re forced to ride out this damn blizzard together, trapped in her strange house, snapping at each other and bantering back and forth like an old couple, even though we just met.It may be the alluring depth of sadness in her ocean blue eyes, her flawless porcelain skin, or the sweet and tantalizing lure of the mulled wine she’s making – but something tells me, she’s ready to take what I have to offer. She’s not sassy by default, but she’s awaking the monster in me.And there’s nowhere for either of us to run.

    I’m not getting tangled up in a marriage alliance to seal it. Then I lay eyes on the hazel-eyed beauty. Not only do I reconsider, I can’t sign the marriage certificate fast enough.But when I return for my wife, something is fifty ways of messed up. Her signature line on the marriage certificate is stubbornly blank. It seems my bride expects to be wooed.Men in this lifestyle don’t woo. We don’t ask permission. We get what we want. Before this tender battle is over, one of us is going to be on their knees.And the running bet among my men is that it’s gonna be me…