You gotta be careful who you play with…” ~ Jax DeclanI’m a tease, always have been. In my teens, Jax Declan tried to warn me about staying away from the bad boys. The only boy I ever wanted was Jax. But, no matter how much I tried to play with him, he rejected me. I haven’t seen Jax Declan in years. A couple friends and I are going back to the Bayou for the summer. A little older now, and a bit wiser, I’ve decided that I’m going to find my teenage crush and I’m going to break him. This summer Jax Declan will play with me. But the closer I get and the more I learn about the reserved, discreet, and sexy Jax Declan. Well, I’m starting to think that Jax Declan might just be one of those bad boys he tried to warn me about all those years ago.

    Enter at your own risk, and always remember our number one rule— You must never speak of Crimson Elite—the punishment is severe. Creed ‘Too Hot for Words’ Christopher If God created the perfect man he would closely resemble Creed, on the outside that is. He’s as cavalier as they come. Unconcerned. Cold. Dismissive. I wonder if he has any feelings at all. And when his lips touch mine, everything goes black. He takes me into his world, and it’s the most magical thing I’ve ever experienced. And I’m sucked in time and time again. Like a moth to the flame, I am ready to be set alight. Elicea ‘F*cks With My Head’ Beckham Elicea is a firecracker. She has piqued my interest, and no one piques my interest anymore. Beautiful women are what I do—it’s my work. Not one of them has managed to get their claws into me the way she does. It’s as if she’s seeing my icy heart and trying to melt it, set it alight with each touch of her sinful lips. But that can’t work, it won’t work. Not in my world. *Please note all books can be read as a standalone*

    Thomas Hard, the pleasure is all mine … literally.I can’t help it that my name suits me well.You know what else suits me well? That girl sitting across the bar, with her lips right where I tell them to be. I want her, and when I want something, it’s gonna be mine.One night. No names. No phone numbers. Just me, her, and pure pleasure.Except, that one girl turns out to be the biggest mistake of my life.Why?Because I broke my cardinal rule …Never b*ng a student.Author’s note: Don’t like reckless decisions & unbridled scr*wing? Don’t love girls that are obsessed with rainbows, unicorns, and ice-cream? Don’t enjoy a bit of corny humor sprinkled on top? Then this book is not for you. And last but not least, if you hate cats with huge jewels… Don't even bother.

    She has one.Harper Crawford is a big fan of the Newport Beach Seagulls, despite their abysmal previous season. It's been a year since Ken Brown's murder and Seraphina Hanson, Ken's youngest granddaughter, just survived her first year as the new owner and manager of the national hockey team. Barely. The last year was dismal to the point where Seraphina is making drastic changes. Like hiring Harper as their official blogger. Harper gets to travel with the team, write character pieces, critiques, game summaries, and the like. It's her dream job.Another change? Putting together practically a new team, including Zachary Ryan, first line center. At six foot four and two hundred and twenty pounds, he is tall, dark blond, and solid muscle. He's arrogant and direct and the minute he sees Harper at Taboo nightclub during a team bonding session dressed in a plaid shirt and converse sneakers, he has to get to know her better.Except there's a problem from her past that won't go away. Harper has an ex that won't stay in her past - where he belongs. He starts showing up at her place, reminding her of all the wrong choices she made, bringing up things she wants nothing more than to forget. When Zachary gets involved, things get heated and his notorious temper flares.Harper doesn't want to get involved with a hockey player - especially with an overzealous ex who won't leave her alone - but Zachary plans to change her mind. No matter what the cost.

    A set of rules for myself. I don't take unnecessary risks. That's how I've been able to evade capture all these years.But there's something about this girl that is different than the others. When I finally meet her, the rules become a blur. And I break the most important one of all--I take her with me.-----It's just my imagination--that feeling of being watched. That those icy eyes-- a vivid turquoise with a distinct golden fleck--aren't watching me.It's just stress. I am the person everyone relies on. Maybe that's why I haven't been feeling so content with my life lately. Why I dream those eyes belong to someone who can tear me away from all of my responsibilities.But these are just shameful fantasies, never meant to breach reality.Then one night, the dream comes true, only it's a horrific nightmare.Now, I only have one task: survival.Trigger warning: If you need one, this is really not the book for you.

    A one-hour-stand before my mother's wedding reception? Perfect. Georgia: I may have been born a romantic, but I've grown jaded about love. Being practically disowned by one's father will do that to a girl. Now all I want is solitude and the occasional anonymous pick-up. Occasional? Okay, so I haven't managed that yet. Daddy Dearest’s wedding seems like a great place to start.

    And she was about to get it. Being a submissive, well-spanked wife was pretty close to heaven on earth for Lacey Warren. The problem was, after the birth of her child, she was distinctly missing the “well-spanked” part. Perhaps she didn’t miss the pain of her punishments, the humiliation, and being bent to the iron will of her implacable, alpha male husband. Or maybe that was exactly what she was missing. Her problem was how to rekindle that red-hot, twisted, dark D/s undercurrent that used to run through every sexual encounter between she and her husband. Pushing him wasn’t an option; her husband would never do anything until he was good and ready. She’d resigned herself to a permanent change in their intimate lives…until the day he’d left her the letter. The old Troy had returned. With a vengeance. And it looked like Lacey was about to live out the very painful — but deeply sexual — reality of “be careful what you wish for.” It had been long enough. Holding himself back from taking his wife in hand once again had been the worst torture he’d ever been through. With a new baby, he had no choice. Now? Those days were over, and his Lacey was about to find out that the old Troy hadn’t disappeared. He’d only been waiting. Soon, he’d have her on her knees again, and back firmly under his thumb — and his hand. The days of his wife walking around with a pristine white bottom were coming to an end. The only question for Troy was: how far was he prepared to take her in order to show her their old D/s dynamic was very much still alive. Did he trust himself not to lead her too far down the road of deep, utter submission he required of her? When it came to his gorgeous, curvy wife, he would accept nothing less than her complete surrender. To a hard, strict man like him, Lacey was more than his wife. She was his possession. He intended to remind her of that in very sexual, painful, and even humiliating, ways. It was what she needed. It was what she craved. He would give her all of it, and more, in ways she could only dream about. Those dreams were about to become a dark, lurid, intensely passionate reality. It was what they both needed. There was more at play here than simply reminding his submissive wife that she was subject to her dominant husband in all things. His best friend Hunter’s marriage was slowly falling apart, and Troy suspected Lacey’s interest in helping Hunter might be more than...simple friendly support. It shocked him though how much that suspicion — and what it might mean — didn’t bother him. What’s more, since learning of the existence of the community of White Valley, a very unique town nestled high up in the Cascades of Washington state that embraced the deep D/s dynamic that Troy and Lacey lived, a possible solution had been percolating in Troy’s mind. What would it mean to live in a place like White Valley? Could it both strengthen his own D/s marriage…and help mend a best friend’s broken heart? Publisher's Warning: This steamy contemporary D/s romance is intended for mature audiences. 18 and over only! This novel contains the following themes or activities: pervasive D/s, intense and explicit sex, spanking and other corporal punishment, anal play, and other acts of (very) unequal power dynamics. If any of these might be offensive to you, please do not buy or read this book.

    Freedom and escape are her only priorities, but none of her martial arts training could have prepared her for enslavement to the warrior King Taio. Eva finds herself drawn to this sexy alien male who ignites her heart and body.Taio is disgusted with the idea of owning a slave—until now. From the moment he sees her, he knows Eva is his for the taking. Torn between lust and duty, Taio discovers nothing will stop him from protecting his little warrior.

     Their roads never crossed and the stars failed to align, until now. Matured, more experienced, pierced, tattooed and hot as hell, Adrian steps back into Mia's life to reclaim his first love. And the moment she sees him she can't remember her own name. Adrian Reed had always remained in Mia's heart. After all, he was her first in every way possible, but that was twenty years ago. His sudden appearance at a bar, on a girls night out, has Mia acting like a fifteen year old girl again. But life now is not as simple as it was twenty years ago. With two kids, a hopeful ex-husband and new insecurities, Mia finds opening up to a new relationship challenging.Will she give her first love another chance, or will she push him away, this time for good?Join Mia and Adrian on their journey to finding their first love for the second time in My First, My Last.Note: This is a standalone contemporary romance second-chance novel intended for mature audience.

    I've seen what he's capable of, and the images will haunt me forever. I swore I'd stop at nothing to put him behind bars.But then our plane back to the States crashes.We are the only two survivors.And the monster will make me wish I'd died along with the rest of them... Please note: This is a dark romance which includes kinky, sexual content and dubious consent.

     Abandoned by her mother at only eight years old, Kathrine Harrison was taught that relying on yourself is the only way. She grew up in chaos, getting abused by her stepdad who reminded her daily that she wasn’t worth loving. Bryce Grant was used to his dad’s drinking but couldn't understand why the man was obsessed with a woman who constantly chose drugs over her family. Bryce cared for only one person and did everything he could to keep his brother, Jace, from witnessing just how bad their parents were. Tragedy changes the boys’ lives and sets them on a path they have never envisioned for themselves. Meeting by chance, Kat and Bryce have no idea how much they have in common and love is not a choice. Can it change how they see things, or will it destroy the life they've worked so hard to maintain?

    Definitely not suitable for all readers. Proceed with caution. ;)A Rockstar Romance set in the World of Triple Threat.Brandon Knight plays lead guitar for the world-famous rock band, Wicked End. His life is chaotic 90% of the time. The only time he feels content is when he meets up with his longtime friend and lover, Mackenzie. It was never supposed to turn into a romance.Mackenzie Winters has a career in the stressful realm of Wall Street. She lives on the edge in every aspect of her life. However, something is missing. Something she thought she never wanted, and only Brandon can give it to her.A devastating hurricane forces them to spend every waking minute together for two weeks, while Wicked End is on tour. The pull becomes stronger every day. They both yearn to admit their feelings beyond their friends with benefits arrangement. Can they find a way before it’s too late? See how it turns out in the first book in the Wicked End series.

    Together. She just doesn't know it yet. Catherine's life is in New York. The property she's inherited is in Bridgewater, Montana. Going back to the town she visited every summer as a child stirs up long forgotten memories and a girlhood crush, on not one teen-turned-hot-cowboy, but two. Cousins Jack and Sam Kane. Fortunately for her, in Bridgewater, one cowboy's never enough. In this contemporary version of Vanessa Vale's USA Today bestselling, Bridgewater Ménage series, Catherine is forced to choose the life she really wants: the big-city lawyer or the small town cowgirl with two men who want to take her for a very dirty ride. Warning: Panty melting! Ride Me Dirty is a wildly dirty romance with two obsessed alpha cowboys and a Type-A heroine. This HEA is all about her - no m/m.

    A master we've never seen.Obedience will become all we know in our shallow existence. It is the only emotion we're permitted to feel.When we're bad, we're punished. When we're good, we're rewarded. Our scars run deep. Yet we survive, because we have to... because HE teaches us to.All of us are special, we feel it with everything we are.He has us for a reason, but it's a reason we don't know.We've never seen his face, but we know that something deeply broken lies beneath the darkness. With every touch, with every punishment, we know it. Then something changed. He showed me who he truly is.Now I want him.I'll go against everything I know to be with him. A monster. My monster. Loving him is a sin, but a sinner I am. I won't stop until I see every part of him. Even the parts he keeps locked deep down inside. I am Number Thirteen, and this is my story.

    Gayle presents a decadent and steamy romance series that leads readers from a bondage studio to a playground at midnight and anywhere in between. No fantasy is taboo at the Pleasure Playground. Where will your darkest desires take you next? Eve's desperate denial only means one thing...she has a lot to learn. As the receptionist at Altered Ego, the hottest fetish photography studio in the country, Eve Blake has seen what goes on behind closed doors. And she wants in, no matter what it takes. When a custom order comes up for a plus-sized red head, she volunteers for the job. Maybe pretending to be a sexual slave for Chase's camera will finally get her noticed by the two men she thinks will understand even her darkest cravings. Chase can't believe he and Murphy agreed to this deal. Eve is their employee and they learned the hard way not to mix business with pleasure, no matter how sexy she is. Now Eve wants to play in a game she thinks is pretend and he can't stop thinking of their rope against her creamy flesh. But once they start, there's no turning back. They'll have to have her.