But which one of us will survive the cage we’re living in?For both of us are stuck in this marriage without mercy.

    Making it on my own at eighteen wasn't easy, but for two years I managed to keep my freedom.Until Gregor Romanov came looking for me.I didn't know what a Russian mob boss wanted with me when he first barged into my apartment, but as he threw me over his shoulder and carried me into my bedroom I knew one thing for sure.My days as a free woman are over.Now he's taking off his belt to deal with my refusal to answer questions he didn't have any business asking in the first place, but it isn't just the sting of a spanking that is on my mind.It's what he has planned for me later tonight.

    She lived in a kingdom far, far away in a tower made of stone, but her mind was made of glass that she kept sharp as knives. Where her memories hid behind her darkest doubts.Her deepest thoughts. Her diary became the only thing she could rely on. No one saw through her looking glass. No one cared.No one tried. Until the villain presented himself as the hero in her life. He took and took and took some more. With no regret. With no shame.With no apology.The page never turned. Their story didn’t end. Tomorrow never came. His life of debauchery was their journey to nowhere. She’d give anything to go back in time. To walk where she had walked. To see what she had seen. One step. One breath. One day at a time. Though in the end, “I love you” were just words. That destroyed us inside.

    Deception. Betrayal.Within less than twenty-four hours of proposing to the love of Gray's life, Liva disappeared. No note. No trace. No explanation. Nothing. Now, five years later, she’s resurfaced and Gray will stop at nothing to make Livia his again. But is love enough to forgive an unforgivable wrong?Livia had less than sixty seconds to make a decision that would change her life forever. She sacrificed. She suffered. She survived. Now that she's back, she's determined that no one ever discover her shameful secret - especially the only man she's ever loved. But will hiding the past destroy her future?

    . . until a feisty little firecracker comes crashing into our compound with the body of a goddess and drowning in trouble.Nova needs help, but nothing comes for free. I agree to rescue her sister from a rival club, but only if she gives her body to me exclusively. The longer she's here, the more I fall for her, but pleasure with Nova comes with jealousy, secrets, and betrayal.I can't stop the burn in my soul for this woman, though, and between the bastards brutalizing the kids in my town, and our enemies determined to take her from me, I'm almost certain Nova will do more than burn me—this time, I may get scorched.Too bad no one realizes I'd walk through Hellfire to keep Nova at my side and in my bed. She's mine, and I'll unleash my darkest demons to make sure she stays that way.

    

    Long haired, tattooed and tall as an Irish giant. He was more than just handsome, he was drop dead gorgeous. And the only one who ever truly cared. It didn’t matter to him that my father was a criminal and my mother a whore. He saw me, understood me. I could be anything I wanted, he said. Except his. Because I was too young and he was my Juvenile Liaison Officer. Diarmuid It’s been years since I last saw her. No longer a girl, she has a body of a woman. When our eyes met again, I saw the only one who ever broke through my asshole mask. She never judged me. She saw me, accepted me. She could be anything she wanted. Except mine. Cause she’s only seventeen and I’m trying my hardest not to fall for her. If I give in, she will ruin me. This is a slow-burn, angsty love story spanning across a seven-year time period with sexual situations and drug-use involving characters under the age of eighteen. Irish Kiss is a complete standalone novel with a Happily Ever After, but damn, it is going to hurt along the way.

    Nightmares trouble my sleep. When Daisy stumbles into my life on her sensible flats in her prim and proper clothes, I find another reason to forgo sleep. Daisy, my little innocent margaritka, is my new obsession. I stalk her. I just can’t leave her alone. She might not be able to see me, but she knows I am there. In the dark. Watching. Obsessing. Wanting. But my little margaritka is too young, too innocent, too good for someone as jaded and dark as I. I promise myself to stay in the dark. To keep my hands off her. Until her life is in danger. I capture her, keep her safe. Even if she doesn’t want me to. Having her as my captive makes it hard to stick to my last promise. To not touch her. If only she knew all the depraved things I want to do to her.I felt his eyes on me many times. I know he is always there. In the dark. Watching me. I knew he was in my apartment even before the little presents kept turning up. Somehow I am not afraid. I don’t know who he is. Until he takes me. Holds me prisoner. He says he is protecting me. But my senses tell me he is the one I need protecting from. I know he wants me. I know he won’t be the gentle knight I dreamed of. But I am not so sure anymore if I want a gentle knight. Maybe deep down I crave the dark promise I see in his eyes every time he looks at me. I know it’s only a matter of time when his darkness will no longer hide away.This is a Dark Stalker Romance, no fairy tale, and the hero is no Prince Charming. If you don't like dark content, this book is not for you. However, if you like obsessive/possessive Alpha males who are a little psychotic and walk on the wrong site of the law, then you might enjoy this dark tale.

    I was in the wrong place at the wrong time,And I witnessed a crime.The police are failing to protect me.And my chance of survival isn't looking good.Andrusha, is the cold and dangerous leader of the Vancouver Russian mafia,He's also my best chance to make it to trial alive.The only thing we have in common,Is our shared enemy.This man is everything your mom warned you about.He's ruthless.He's cold.And he likes to be in control.I should be afraid of him.I should keep my distance.So why is he the only one who makes me feel safe?Who will protect me from my protector?

     Port Royal, South Carolina, was my home. I was born there. I fell in love there. And I nearly died there. I never thought I’d go back. Now, after so many years, I have to return to bury the man who made my life a living hell. Some nights, I used to cry myself to sleep, praying my father would die. Other nights were different. Other nights, there was him. Callan Cross. My first confidante. My first kiss. My first love. My first everything: Callan was the glue that held me together when everything else was falling apart. He was my savior. He was there for me whenever I needed him… Until he wasn’t. Every night, I’ve seen the love of my life in my sleep. I just never thought I’d have to face him again. Callan Twelve years ago, I f*#@ed up big time. Living life through a camera lens is sometimes easier than dealing with it head on. Scratch that. It’s always easier. For over a decade, I’ve been a master of my art, taking photographs all over the world. Yet despite all of the countries I’ve visited, the amazing things I’ve seen, the beautiful women I’ve screwed, my heart has remained in pieces. Coralie’s the only woman I’ve ever loved, will ever love. And I’m determined to show her that we’re meant to be together. Even if it means unearthing the bones of the past in the process. A lifetime and a thousand miles have stood between us. Now, there’s no length of time I won’t wait, no distance I won’t travel, in order to make her mine.

    His father was a long-time member of the Brothers by Blood MC. He believed the brotherhood came first, even before his wife and child. At first Blizzard didn't even blame his mother for walking out on them. That was until he learned that she’d hooked up with a member of another MC, leaving him behind to deal with the aftermath.He never thought he would feel that kind of pain again, swearing that his back would never again see the blade of another knife. That was until Rose came along, tempting him, drawing him in and then leaving him on the sidewalk, fighting for his life as she walked away with the enemy. Rose had spent her whole life wondering where she’d come from. Her mother had always kept that information to herself, taking it with her to the grave. She was determined to know her history and her father but soon found it wasn't the reunion she’d hoped for. She may have escaped the hands of a madman, but the family she’d been left with still didn't fill the void she had inside. Rose had made many mistakes, hurting people who cared for her and destroying herself in the process. She was heading down a dark road and returning to the town where she lost herself—and her heart—was never part of the plan. When given the opportunity for redemption and with nothing left to lose she was about to throw herself back into hell. But karma against her, this time there might not be anyone coming to her rescue. They say time heals all wounds, but time is running out. Could you forgive and forget if it meant the difference between life and death?

    Knowing I’m the first in my family to be educated makes me proud, and gives me hope for the future. I hold myself to a higher standard than anyone else, especially with a southern small-town breathing down my neck. One night, on a dark mountain road, I help the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my life change a flat tire. What I don’t know, is she’s the youngest daughter of my Chief. His number one rule? Don’t date his daughter’s. I try to stay away from her, try like hell, but when a forest fire threatens our town, and the guys in my company, I know I can’t let her walk away from me. Not without a fight.

    Corruption. Serial killers.You name it—I'm fascinated by it. My mom always blamed my overly curious and highly suspicious mind on my dad.My incredibly overbearing dad.Mr. No One Is Good Enough For My Daughter has been terrifying my dates since I turned fifteen.College is my chance to be free from his control and date any guy I want. I'm absolutely certain he would hate Slade Wylder—almost as certain as I am that I do too.Since when have I shied away from trouble? Slade fascinates me. He lives in a house I'm certain is haunted. His dog is trained as well as any guard I've ever seen. Rumor on campus is that he deals drugs. It would explain a lot.But it doesn't explain why he saves me from my darkest moment.It doesn't explain why I can't stop thinking about him.And the explanation I finally discover is far more dangerous than any rumor.

    It is about revenge and hatred, misery and violence. I wasn’t always this way even though it was in my blood. I grew up happy and in love with my best friend until she betrayed me and walked away. After that, I fell into the deep, dark world I was meant for. Presleigh Clarke's actions turned me into the ruthless man I am today. Too bad for her, I believe people should pay for the things they have done. The more painful and messy, the better. I get off on making people bleed. It feeds my inner demon, and right now, he is starving. She crossed me once, so now she’ll know what it’s like to fear me. But not all stories end the way you think they will … mine certainly didn’t.

    Casanova. Heartbreaker. Skirt-chaser. And my personal favourite, Mr Steal Your Girl. I've been called them all. But still, the women keep on coming. And coming. Hundreds of women slide into my DM’s and I slide into their…well, I think you can see where I'm going with this. Men want to be me and women want to bed me. Despite what the bunny boilers of San Francisco call me, I go by the name of Buzz. I'm 6’4” and the proud owner of a six-pack, beard and too many tattoos to count. I’m a walking wet dream. For the longest time, I didn’t believe in love. I didn’t even believe in relationships. I couldn’t understand why anybody would willingly choose to have sex with only one person. Until I met Lori. She turned my entire world upside down and made me feel things which I didn’t even know I was capable of. But when I couldn’t deal with her career as a honey trapper, I lost her. But now I want her back. And I always get what I want. It’s lucky that I found her again. It’s unlucky that she has a new boyfriend. Unlucky for him. ***Although Buzz can be read as a standalone, it is advised to read The Honey Trap first as it provides some background to Buzz and Lori's story. The Honey Trap is currently free in Kindle Unlimited.*** A Second Chance Romance.