There will be triggers. If you don't like the dark, do not enter. You have been warned. 18+ adult content.**HawkI have no soul, it died fifteen years ago.Lethal, dangerous, and silent. I’m a demon, created in the vilest hells on earth, born from revenge.They call me The Reaper. I’m a killer, and I do it very well.That’s why I was sent.But there was a complication.Her.Things changed. I don’t save people. I kill them.I wasn’t sent to save her.But I don’t want to kill her. JoI live in hell and the devil rules me.He rules everyone.He tried to break me, but I survived.I live in a world of deceit and betrayal.I thought there was no hope.Until him.He’s the worst of them all.Dark, dangerous, and beautiful.And maybe exactly what I need.He’s not a hero, but you can’t defeat the devil unless you’ve been to hell.He could be my salvation.Or my total destruction.This is a stand-alone, no cliff hangers.

    Just when everything was falling apart and seemed hopeless, she meets Jack. He put the phrase, tall, dark and handsome to shame. Not only is he the hottest man she had ever laid eyes on, but he’s offering her a job at his nightclub. Only catch, it’s a gentleman’s club, AKA strip club. An easy mistake, right? She will have to find a way to overcome the humiliation of dancing on stage and stop lusting over her new boss, all in order to keep her apartment. But she couldn’t help feeling that behind this quiet, sexy man, was someone with dark secrets. Secrets that could possibly put her in danger. This book is a standalone with some trigger warnings

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     I plan on following my father's footsteps and lead the family one day. In the meantime, I am all right with getting my hands dirty. I would do anything my father asked. But I never thought that would mean taking a bride. I especially didn't think that the bride would be someone I spent the night with before. Serena captivated me from the moment I saw her. But since I left her in my bed, she has hated me. Now I have to fix this. Or face my father's wrath. How the f*ck do you get someone that hates you, to marry you?

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    Hardworking. Honest.She’d rather spend her days helping at the local shelter than brushing shoulders with her vain and entitled classmates.Niccolò Marchetti is his father’s son.Dark. Dangerous. Deceitful.He’d rather spend his days getting bloody in the ring than attending class and keeping up pretences.When their paths cross at Montague University neither of them are willing to drop the walls they’ve spent so long building. But he can’t resist the girl with stars in her eyes, and she can’t forget the guy who saved her that night.There’s only one catch.Nicco isn’t Arianne’s knight-in-shining-armor, he’s the son of her father’s greatest enemy.He is the enemy.And their families are at war.*Prince of Hearts in the first book in Nicco and Ari’s duet. Due to mature content that some readers may find distressing, this book is recommended for readers 18+

    One decision. It only took one night out to turn Lexi Baker’s so-called perfect world upside down. A chance encounter with a tall, dark, and handsome stranger makes her feel things she’s never felt before, both physically and emotionally. When her emotions get the best of her, she escapes with only his first name: Ben. A one-night stand—that’s all it was supposed to be. She was never supposed to see him again. And he definitely wasn’t supposed to be standing in her office Monday morning being introduced as her new boss. Ben and Lexi promise each other that nothing more can happen and they must remain professional. But some promises are meant to be ruined, right?

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    Time to show her how deep the darkness goes.It’s been a bad night for Cora Jones. It’s about to get so much worse.She thinks the man who snatched her from that alley and sold her to a brute is the worst man alive.But he isn’t. Not even close.Not compared to me.I’m Andrei Valeri, don of the Valeri mafia. And when I see Cora on that auction stage, I know one thing only:I have to have her.It costs me a lot to make her mine.But in the end, it will be worth it.Because Cora belongs to me now.And I know just how to make this angel sing.ANDREI is a full-length, standalone auction mafia romance. It contains adult themes that may not be suitable for all readers.

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    My heart now belongs to him- Antonio Robert Heart, the underboss of the Heart Syndicate that governs over New York and its five boroughs. He rules with an unwavering hand yielding the blade of his knife, but when his strong hands touch me, I become liquid. I melt into his all-consuming prowess.The thing is, he doesn't want me... even though he craves me. AntonioI don’t date. I don’t love. I don’t want marriage and I do not want children. I only allow myself companionship when the desire is there.Lilah Tomlinson was supposed to be one night-one hour at the most. I was a fool.My desire for her prevailed and I let her in... only to find out she has betrayed me. That muscle in my chest, the one she has penetrated and brought to life, it shrivels with the worst kind of anger: WRATH.***This book is a dark romance with strong sexual content and violent scenes. If you are uncomfortable with either of these situations please do not read! 18+Chapter OneANTONIOHer lips feel incredible. Her smile is one of many I have seen gazing up at me from the spare room floor of my penthouse. She licks the corner of her lip. Her smile turns mischievous. I see a glint of craziness flicker in her pupils. Oh, yeah, the next hour or two will be fun. What she doesn't know is that her time is limited. I'll use her just like she is using me. She uses me for who I am-for the stature and clout I hold predominantly in the state of New York, but across the country as well. The society girl just moved up the ladder a couple of notches by getting to spend the night with the infamous Antonio Heart, the bad boy of New York City. Though, she is only getting a couple hours out of me. I sound arrogant as fuck, I know, but it is what it is and will always be that way. I use her only for what she was genetically born with. There will be no insta-love at the end of this transaction. She is disposable. I'll throw her out before she can take that post orgasmic breath. My fingers grip the brown hair at the back of her head. I let my knees relax and sink into the rhythm of her ministrations, allowing her to freely perform for me. Because that’s what this is. A performance, an act… it’s all fake. I need what she has, and she wants what I can give her. I'll give her that minute she needs to make herself feel good. Then I'll take over. No one but one man governs me. Whether she thinks it or not right now, I am in control. I am always in control. I let my eyes close, letting myself feel what's happening to my body. Damn. It's been a minute. I release a breath, relaxing further. Between being exhausted of spending time with self-boasting, fake women that fall into the starfish position and wait for the magic to happen when they get here, and redoing my newly acquired club, Temptations, I can't remember the last time I actually enjoyed a blowjob. Another minute passes before I’ve had enough. She is lucky I have let her have this long. I hear the familiar chirp from my phone sitting on the edge of the mattress, alerting me of an incoming message. I ignore the first chirp but then three more consecutive alerts sound. My blood starts flowing, becoming a virulent serpentine gliding through my veins. Not from the woman on her knees in front of me, although she is pretty talented with her tongue, but because I know that those consecutive messages are ones I have been waiting for. I need to move this along. She’s playing with me, which was fine for the moment, but now it’s not. I’m halfway there. My fingers twist in her overly stiff hair she primped to what she thought was perfection for a night out club hopping. I knock her hands away from my swelled length and let my hips take over. The repetitive flexing of my hips progress to a faster speed as the seconds tick. She lets out a long moan. My phone chirps again and again. My shoulders tense because of the alerts and my thighs mirror my shoulders. I am close. I can feel it in my bones, they got him. I need to hurry this along. With three more thrusts, I plunge as deep as I can with a release so strong my knees almost buckle. She gasps at the sudden unexpected surge of salty heat. No warning was needed. She knew what she was down there for. My energy is momentarily zapped. My breathing is still heavy when in one swift moment, I pull from the warmth of her mouth, tuck myself away, refasten the zipper to my slacks, and lunge for my phone. I hear her whine from behind me. I take the steps away, creating more distance. Always alert, I hear her fumble. I turn back and glance at her. I shouldn’t have turned my back on her to begin with. My screen comes to life with the print of my finger and so does my lineage. A lifelong blood oath is now rapidly flowing through my veins with the speed of revenge as its leader. I’m re-energized from the thrill of the business that awaits. I survey the woman that holds my semen in the hollow of her insides. “Time to go.” I reach down and grab her purse off the bed and toss it to her. Her mouth flaps open, becoming unhinged. Quickly, she snaps it shut. Her eyes become slits and her jaw tenses, clenching with each fuck you sentence forming in her head. Before she can formulate those words, I advance in her direction. “I said it’s time to go. I won’t tell you again…” I add insult to injury when I can’t remember her name. Honestly, I don’t think I even asked her what her name was. It didn’t matter, she won’t get a second go with me. I have my regulars. They know the deal.I’m in. I’m out.“You don’t even know my name!” She slaps her purse against her thigh.“No. Now get out!” ********I slammed the gearshift into first gear. My black Testoni-covered foot hits the accelerator with force. With a jerk of the wheel, I peel out into the back alley, black tread left behind to melt into the asphalt. I speed through the city streets, heading towards the warehouse that holds my men and the man they captured–the rat that betrayed the family. The closer I get to my second home the more the usual smell of iron and sea air fills my senses. The metallic sting is an igniter to every fiber of my being and a catalyst for an explosion of electrifying currents that snap every nerve ending. Every single time that distinct smell fills the air, it punches me in the gut and brings me right back to my first kill–the day I became a Made Man. It was the same day I made my boss proud and my father mournful. My cherry was popped with a man who betrayed the family. A man who pledged his allegiance to protect and serve. The price for his disloyalty was his life. My father gave me the honor and without a second glance, at the age of fifteen, I took the offered gun from my predecessor, the one he had engraved with my name, the one I still have today sitting in my safe at home, and I put a bullet right between the rat’s eyes as I recited our family motto. Family is everything.Family protects you.Without family, you have nothing.If you betray one of us, you betrayed all of us.

    He doesn't know about the baby, dog, and two cats. He actually doesn’t know much about me, anymore.But it’s not him I’m really here to see.I’m going to tell Kash something and change his life forever. He’s tall, tatted to the hilt, slightly brooding, and he says and does all the right things.I want to trust him, but my past tells me men can change. Will he always be like this and will he turn out to be the one?KashI could tell she was special and from the moment I met her eleven months ago, and I wanted to make her mine. But she asked me to go without any contact.When the curious kitten with a body so hot it could melt metal takes a little time away from the baby, she asks me to lay down a design on her pristine skin.But the session gets away from both of us and I can't take back what I do or say.Her brother finds us and it’s never good when Cray’s involved.She can trust me. But maybe I can’t trust myself around her.

    A pain in my heart. A nightmare on repeat.His blue eyes haunt my dreams with the fleeting glimpse of a life not lived.Or a past, all but forgotten.For years, he'd been a tormented stare and grimace on the street.A familiar passerby in a small southern town, a ghost I'd yet to meet.The moment he fell into my life, whether by fate or chance, I knew there was no turning back.Our connection is magnetic, and his body calls to mine in ways I’ve only ever read about.He's pain and pleasure, my favorite nightmare.But is he my savior?Or did I hand him my heart, my soul, to break?

    Ruthless and cruel.Ruling from their corrupt thrones, they have the entire world at their fingertips.Arrogant and selfish.They take without remorse, and destroy without a second thought.Creators of light and darkness...The deities of virtue and sin.Wreaking havoc and destruction, yet, demanding to be worshiped.What makes a man a God?Not just any God—a Bully God.Sixteen bestselling authors of enemies to lovers romance bring you fifteen stories based on the Gods of our world and the women who brought them to their knees.