I wasn’t used to hearing the word no. I wasn’t used to having a rival that possessed my same confidence, my same intelligence. I wasn’t used to someone else taking control of the situation. I was always in control. Her coldness only makes me hotter. Her indifference only makes me more interested. As she proves herself to be the most gifted entrepreneur of this city, she claims my respect—something difficult to accomplish. And then she claims my obsession.

    She needs a night of forgetting. At first, there’s no chance of that happening until … tall, dark, and handsome shows up, the kind of guy who makes her melt.Antonio Rosso gives her an offer she can’t refuse. Her curves draw his attention, and he can’t say no to such a beauty. No woman has ever said no to him, and Ellie doesn’t either. She doesn’t know who he is, what he does, or who he works for.One night isn’t enough. Two nights won’t cut it either. Not with how addictive he becomes to her complete lack of knowledge about the kind of danger he is. She doesn’t need to know he’s an enforcer for the mafia. But when his others find out Ellie is his woman, there’s no backing out.He has to keep Ellie for life or kill her. Will Ellie give him the chance to prove to her he loves her?

    Though the two were once notorious party girls, they haven't spoken in years. Although the message might sound benign to anyone else, Amber uses a safe word that Emily recognizes, a word they always used to get out of sticky situations during their wild days. And what's more chilling than the voicemail: it turns out that Amber has gone missing.Determined to track down her friend, Emily follows a chain of clues that lead her to the enigmatic billionaire Reeve Sallis, a hotelier known for his shady dealings and play boy reputation. Now, in order to find Amber, Emily must seduce Reeve to learn his secrets and discover the whereabouts of her friend. But as she finds herself more entangled with him, she finds she's drawn to Reeve for more than just his connection to Amber, despite her growing fear that he may be the enemy. When she's forced to choose where her loyalty lies, how will she decide between saving Amber and saving her heart?

    You'd do best to remember that." Once upon a time, I was an eighteen year old psychology student.Now, I’m a man’s property.Stolen and sold, I’ve been decorated in bruises since the day my world changed two years ago.I suffer in silence, I crave freedom, but I never break.I can’t.Until he arrives.Elder Prest, the only man to look at me and see me. The only man more ruthless than my owner.He wants me for reasons I don’t understand.He claims me for one night then leaves and never looks back.Until he returns.And life becomes much more complicated.

    He has a surgical residency, and she has a psychiatric practice in the basement of their Manhattan brownstone.Everything is going to be fine.Caden loves his wife more than he can measure. But soon after she comes home, he starts hearing whispers. Someone else loves her. Someone else wants her. There's someone else, and though whoever's behind the whispers will move mountains to have her, Caden will move heaven and earth to keep her.Everything is going to hell.Greyson will never break her vows, even as their marriage snaps apart one piece at a time; even as the line between dreams and reality blurs. Even as Caden demands control, and Greyson cedes it, she will never, ever turn her back on him.When their marriage crumbles, love becomes the one thing holding them together.The Edge series:Cutting Edge (free prequel)Rough EdgeOn the EdgeBroken EdgeOver the Edge

    But maybe she can teach him... If he doesn't break her first. WILLOW My uncle handed me over as collateral for a $5 million debt... And the beast who claimed me knows no mercy. I don't know if he has a soul, or if I can melt his frozen heart. Sergei is a Russian mob boss, a cruel, evil man who draws pleasure from my pain. My time to find the man inside the monster is running out. If I don't save him, I won't be able to save myself. SERGEI Willow is just a pawn in my war against the Toporov family. A delicious, sexy little pawn I can't wait to hurt in all the ways I know by heart. I'm going to make her every nightmare come true. But Willow has a hidden fire. She has a tender heart. Too bad for her... Because I'm about to put her light out. I'm about to make sure she never, ever loves me. This is a dark romance, complete with trigger warnings! Part 1 of a 3 part series. No cheating, HEA guaranteed at the end of the series. If you love heartbreaking cliffhangers, one-click now!

    Just when life seems to have gotten better and he is beginning to think that he has a grasp of this line of work, his handler sends him to a new client. Vincent Greene looks like he might just be Aaron’s best client yet but he doesn't know the extent of Vincent's cruelty.

    Divide. Gage Falcon's life is turned upside down. When backed against a wall, he does what men with 'Steel' convictions do...take control. Fight. Strength. Phoenix Star knows it's going to take everything inside her to be who she is destined to be. Fresh out of college and knowing she can't go home and get where she wants to get, she takes the path less traveled. Redefining life sends them both down a long dirt road to...become. What happens when two people starting over in life and needing to find some control come face to face? They get...HAMMERED!

    She knows this is a ruse just to get her out of his way, but she takes it anyway. When her best friend backs out of the trip at the last minute Norah decides to take the trip alone. What's the worst that could happen?Liam Hastings has been in the dark part of the BDSM world for 8 years. He has become bored with his usual submissive’s and decides to go deeper by purchasing a slave. When he discovers the girl he has purchased was kidnapped and not a willing slave, his world is turned upside down while trying to make this situation right. Should he give her freedom or keep her for himself?

    I’m a man with no shame. I’m a lover with no soul. What am I? You’re a loner with no friends. You’re a beggar with no place to go. You’re a face with no name. Who are you? It doesn’t really matter what I am or who you are. Everyone has sin in common. But I pride myself on doing it better. Through the eyes of another, I am envied. If they only knew the wrath I have endured. Greed can be a motherfucker, but it is what makes us strive to be better. Lust can make you burn, but without it you would freeze to death. Some of us are a glutton for punishment and want to feel the pain that reminds us we’re still alive rather than overcome by sloth. The lure of these seven deadly sins is like an addiction. And I intend to indulge in each of these unforgivable sins.

     A big one. The payment can't be settled with money or favors. He only wants one thing. Me. Every action gets a reward. A button. Once I fill his jar with three hundred and sixty-five buttons, he'll let me go. He'll let me walk away. But I have to earn every single one. By submitting to the darkest, cruelest, and most beautiful man I've ever known. ** TRIGGER WARNING ** There are some dark and disturbing scenes of abuse and punishment.

     My parents got into debt, big debt, because of my selfish decision. So when I was told I could pay it all back by putting myself up for auction, I did it. But what I didn’t expect was to be be bought by the billionaire, Silas Rutherford. He’s got these gorgeous blue eyes, and washboard abs that you’d expect to find on a GQ model. And when I became his, I had to let him do whatever he wanted to me. Touch me. Taste me. Own me. The only thing I didn’t count on was how far he would push me… and how much I would want it! (Lila Younger writes hot, steamy romance with no cheating and a HEA every time because love stories are always a little better when they’re naughty. If you’re looking for a novella that’s guaranteed to leave your heart - and your panties!- melting, then start reading!)

    It’s impossible. Growing up together, Conor and I shared all our firsts. First love, first kiss, first… Not all our firsts. We were sixteen the night she was violently assaulted while I helplessly watched. I’ll never forget the sounds of her suffering. Or my inconsolable agony when she left Oklahoma. Years later, she returns to honor our teenage pact. Except the boy she loved is gone, replaced by a ruthless cattle rancher knotted with secrets. She doesn’t know my dark cravings or the trails of sin that lead to her. I don’t deserve her, but one truth remains. She’s mine. TRAILS OF SIN series (HEAs with no cliffhangers - must be read in order): Knotted #1 Buckled #2 Booted #3

    And maybe everyone wants what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes.Number Two is mostly gentle. But it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the dark. A peek into the forbidden.I just didn’t expect to like them.*****I heard the door open and close and said nothing. And the footsteps coming down the hallway towards the bedroom. I even heard him say, “Hey.” So softly. “You awake?” Like he didn’t want to wake me.I listened as he stepped into the closet. There was that slick sound a man makes when he pulls his tie through his shirt collar. I heard the unclasping of his watch. The jingle of his belt buckle and the shuffle of his pants as they dropped to the floor.I even heard his moan as he stood over me. I could feel his shadow from the streetlamp outside like it was heat.Then the bed creaked, the mattress sank. And his warm, hard body straddled me.Still, I said nothing.I just buried my face in the sweet scent of the pillow and closed my eyes, feigning sleep.“Rochelle,” he whispered, leaning over me. His fingertips gently brushed the hair away from my shoulder. His mouth pressed against my skin. “Did you miss me? God, I’ve missed you. Two weeks is too long. We need to renegotiate.”He nipped my neck. Kissed it. Licked my ear as he positioned himself to begin.And I said… nothing.Even though my name is not Rochelle. That’s why I’m here. Tied up and gagged inside the closet. Sitting in the dark as three men on the other side of the door argue about where Rochelle went, why I was in her bed, and what they should do next.I should be scared but I’m not.I should be screaming, but I won’t.Because this just feels very, very right.And the only thing on my mind is… what will happen next?

    The first time I saw Anya I was shirtless and holding an axe.It was June, the weather balmy and Anya was beautiful, but that didn’t matter because I was drowning in my own grief.Anya wasn’t meant to be my saviour.I wasn’t meant to be hers.A perfect summer, an idyllic island, a stream of stolen nights.All bandaids on an open wound.If we were going to live again, she deserved more than the fractured shards of the broken creature I’d become.She deserved love.Endless Blue Seas is a standalone summer romance, guaranteed to melt your heart and other items.