It’s the first time I’ve felt anything in a long time. But would she really be scared knowing the depth, the lengths I go with my brothers to make any fucker who crosses us pay? I need a woman who can accept me for who I am.For what I am.I’m hoping like hell it’s her because I want nothing more than to claim her as mine…Kadence KingI know Aston’s dangerous, know people fear him. But I want him. I’m drawn to him, just as he’s drawn to the darkness.I should be afraid of him, should turn the other way, but I can’t. I’ve gone mad and let him in my room, in my life, allowing him to consume me. He possesses me, dominates me. Aston Locke shows me what it means to want to be claimed by him and only him.And when he tells me I’M HIS, I have no doubt that’s the truth.Because in the end, it’s what I want too.No matter how dangerous he is…

    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.

    She begins to find reasons to move forward, but Zoey can't ignore her arousal for a dark and mysterious man—one that is clearly dangerous. The moment Sergei sees Zoey, he wants her. She's vulnerable and timid, but she has strength behind her eyes. Zoey's a fighter, a warrior, and he wants her for more than just a night in his bed. But how will she react when she finds out he’s part of the Bratva—the Russian Mafia? Zoey knows who and what Sergei is, and even though she should be terrified, she can’t help but be drawn to him. It isn’t until her past comes back to haunt her that she truly sees the type of man Sergei is, and the lengths he’ll go to protect her.

    My mother has always told me so. There’s an awful fever inside me. It builds, growing worse every time I attend church on Sundays and hear the deep, commanding voice of the handsome, mysterious town preacher. The way he watches me makes me shiver. Only he can put out this fire inside me. So if I’m as much of a temptation as my mother claims, it’s time to find out if she’s right. My baptism is next week. I’ll be touched by the preacher for the first time. Little do I know, once he touches me, he’ll refuse to let go…

    Visiting him at the prison is all she has left, but when a fight breaks out and she's the target, she doesn't expect to be rescued by another inmate.Kai Tupuola has learned to go without while in prison. But one look at the pretty brunette and he won't be denied. How much would it cost to have the guards turn their back? Claiming her in a cell isn't ideal, but he'll do whatever it takes to get what he wants.

    It's my legacy as Sutherland Roan Banks IV to change that. I've bought up the entire Main Street, and with my help, this back-dated little town will become a thriving metropolis. There's just one problem. The current tenants of Main Street are happy living in the past and heavily resistant to my plans.  Especially, Addelyn Edwards the owner of the all-natural soap shop, Soap Addiction.Given a chance, she'd run me right out of town. Personally, I'd rather the beautiful soap-maker ran straight into my arms... ADDIE Sutherland R. Banks IV is trying to ruin my life. He's destroying the town I love, and he's shutting my business down. I won't let him. I need all of my focus on fighting this invisible faux, but when the man of my dreams walks through the coffee shop's doors, I'm open to distraction. Roan is everything I ever imagined in a man. He's tall, handsome, giving. He treats me like a queen and makes me feel like everything is going to be OK as long as I have him fighting in my corner. He'll help me beat Sutherland Roan Banks IV and keep my business from crumbling, I just know it. Wait...Roan is Sutherland R. Banks. Am I falling for my enemy?

    Other than his loyal Great Pyrenees, there's no one around to break up the monotony. The tedium is excruciating, but it is suddenly interrupted when a young woman stumbles up his path. He has two choices - pick her off from a distance with his trusty sniper-rifle, or dare let her approach his cabin and enter his life.Why not? It's been ages, and he is otherwise alone...

    The deal between leading mafia families has more on the line than anyone knew, even if the Bratva and Cosa Nostra shouldn’t mix. When Vine’s family is murdered and she’s left with nothing more than her grief to survive the mob world alone, she believes the arrangement won’t see the light of day. Anton can’t allow the one woman he was supposed to love get away. At the possibility of her death, he steps in to save her with guns blazing, knowing exactly what it might cost him: everything. But it’s been nearly a decade since their last meeting, and he can’t help but wonder if the woman he took back is the same girl he fell for all those years before. Protected and loved, Vine is unable to forget their shared moments a lifetime ago, or the future she knows they’re owed. When an old flame of Anton’s shows up to rip the veil off the carefully constructed secrets he’d been hiding, she learns that nothing about her life is as it seems. But, that’s nothing compared to the bomb about to blow. Can Vine see beyond the pain and blood to take what she always wanted? And just how far will the mob prince go to keep her safe?In a world where violence, deceit, and greed reign, your life is not your own, and sometimes, love has to be arranged.

    Except give him up. When he looks at me, I forget why I can’t have him. He’s beautiful and scarred. His body fits mine, filling the places where I’m hollow, rough where I am soft.He’s the one man who wants to help me, but he has his own agenda. He has questions I can’t answer. What are you afraid of?You.

    The Dimitri Brokov. Billionaire, CEO, Russian Mobster, and my step-brother.I can have it all. A fling with the hot, tattooed and totally off-limits cocky prick, half a million dollars and, best of all, the sweet taste of revenge to mend my broken heartI'm supposed to be in control, but I keep going back for more. His hands on me are addictive, the danger he's in thrills me. And when he ties me to his bed so I can't run, we share more than a night of passion; we share a purpose. A mission. One that threatens everything we thought we knew.

    He knows a good piece of property when he sees it and he doesn’t hesitate to pursue a project once he has it in his sights which are precisely why he doesn’t hesitate when he spots Pepper Paddison on the sidewalk of a run-down apartment complex near Bell Heights. He knows she’s the one and he’s going to acquire her through fair means or foul.

     Everyone in the city knows who I am: Vincent Citrione, top capo of the most powerful crime family in the city. If you’ve got two brain cells to rub together, you’re scared sh*tless of me. If you’re a beautiful woman, I may have given you the hardest, dirtiest f*ck of your life before showing you the door. Commitments? F*ck ‘em. At least, that was my motto until I caught her snooping in the wrong place at the wrong time. I wanted her to be like all the rest. I wanted to forget her. But she’s not like the others. She thinks she can say no to me and get away with it. She thinks she can walk away after what she’s seen. But one taste and I know she’s going to be mine. I don’t care what it takes. Even if I have to kill to keep her safe. I get what I want. And I want her.

    Nobody explained why I've been dumped in this run down house, or who this hulk with the filthy mouth is. All I know is he wants me, he says I'm his, and I'm ignoring my instinct to run like hell.When he pulls me into his embrace, I want to push closer to his warmth, his strength, his vicious tattoos.Can I trust him? Can I trust myself? Or will obeying his wicked words confirm all my worst suspicions?DAVIDSo sweet, so pure, so confused...I almost feel bad about claiming her. Almost.Too bad she's a Rossini, and I don't regret making her old man sign her over to me for one second. I was born a Strelkov, a killer and an outlaw, and I second guess nothing.The instant my hands are on her, I know I've made the right choice. The crazy ache in my lips when they're not on hers doesn't lie. Revenge is a dish best served hot, sweaty, seething with passion, and Anna's tonight's special.Yeah, she's gonna flip when I shove the wedding contract in her face. But I'm gonna make her my wife in every nasty, beautiful, permanent way I can, even if it means adding a few more scars to my skin and Anna's heart...

    When my house burns down, my insurance company thinks it's my fault. In a single night I lose everything. My life is ruined. The next morning I stumble into work, wondering if people will notice I slept in my car, and in my daze I walk right into the guy who owns the whole company. Marcus Steere, billionaire extraordinaire. He dresses to kill, and his blue eyes lock me on the spot. I'm so overwhelmed that I let it slip out how I'm about to end up on the street. I need someone to blame. Doesn't he cut the checks? Good. It's semi his fault I'm so broke. Marcus is stunned by my blunt honesty. And then he makes me an offer too good to refuse. I just have to do one thing... Pretend to be his wife. This naughty novella is a complete standalone full of all the good and dirty things Penny Wylder writes best! It also includes one of her bestselling boss romance stories as an extra at the back!

    He doesn’t like strangers, and he doesn’t like leaving his sanctuary. Now I’m trapped here with him until the snow melts.  I see him looking at me. He tries to hide behind a gruff exterior, but I see the longing and the heat burning in his eyes. I know he wants me, and I can’t resist him. I want to feel those big, rough hands all over my body. But once he’s unleashed his raw, barely tried desire on me, will I be able to leave my mountain man behind, or will he make me his? Warning: The Smith Brothers are not just identical twins, they’re big, burly, bearded, insanely hot mountain men. They’re also sweet, and very, very dirty. Did I mention dirty?