Rich boys don’t look twice at waitresses from the fog, at least not until now. One smart-mouthed taunt and his turquoise eyes are all over her. That cocky, bad boy grin tempting her with the impossible.It should have stayed a one-night stand.Now, it’s too late.Phee is pulled into a world of danger and corruption where Bryant must put everything at risk to keep her safe, or risk losing her to keep his father’s dream alive.*This is a standalone full-length novel with an intense, heroic Dom, BDSM, drama, suspense, and a world of corrupt men that make this fairytale darker than most. How far would you go for your happy ending?NOTE: This book is based on an older set of novellas that are no longer available. They have been rewritten, revised into a single novel, and the story expanded to be dirtier, darker, and blisteringly hot!

    My story is going to break your heart. The first thing you should know about me, is that I'm a good girl. I follow directions. I bend at the waist. I do anything and everything my King tells me to. But King is demanding. King is dangerous. He wants to hurt me. And there is only one person who can help me run away from King... Except I don't know if I want to leave him. I don't know if I can. Good pets always obey their master... But what if I want to have two? PET is a standalone 95,000 word novel. This is a DARK romance!

    The intensity behind her stare as she looked into my eyes stirred the one thing I’d spent years pushing away. I knew I had to have her. And fate stepped in, granting my wish. From the beginning, we were a perfect couple. Hot, insatiable. She was my other half. The masochist to my sadist. Then she left, ripping my heart out. Destroying everything we’d worked so hard to build. But she didn’t stay hidden for long. I tracked her down. Found her and decided to make her come back to me. No matter how far I had to go to convince her. Michael stole my heart from the moment we met, tempting me with his darkness. Opening my mind to things I’d only dreamed of. But even as perfect as we were, it still wasn’t enough. Doubt managed to seep through the cracks of our foundation, sinking its claws in deep. Michael had tested what I was made out of since we’d met. Now, as I came to terms with who I was, I had some testing to do of my own. He watches, and I tempt, pushing the limits on how much we can take. Although I pretend I don’t want him and that we’re over, there are things I have to see. How far is Michael willing to go to prove what he says is true? I’ll stop at nothing to find out. Warning: This book contains disturbing situations, dubious consent, twisted psyches, and very strong language. If you’re not comfortable with breath or knife play, this book is NOT for you. All Stalked books are STANDALONES except for Special Editions which are focused on favorite secondary characters. They all have a HEA.

    I woke from a coma unaware that I even had a twin and married to a man with two little girls. Although I fell madly in love with the children that I didn’t remember, I didn’t feel like I belonged with Paxton Pierce. I couldn’t be who he wanted me to be no matter how hard I tried. But things aren’t always as they seem. I fought my own demons, trying not to be the submissive he required me to be, yet I craved it like a drug. I wanted him.Once upon a time I was an identical twin.And then I wasn’t.

    Love, happiness, and fairy tales… Yeah, they don't live here anymore. The only things residing amongst these thin and baren walls are Dominance, submission, and twisted obsession. Stella gets knocked down over and over throughout her life… Though she is bloodied and battered she stands back up every single time, smirks and nods before asking, "That all you got?". Wesley has shoved his way through the rich life with both middle fingers up. He's also shoved his way through half of the socialite population, but all that vanilla lifestyle has left him a starved man. He knows he can't keep his Dom fed with kinky little masochistic vanilla's anymore. On his mission to find the perfect sub, Wesley stumbles across a broken, shattered angel, only to find when she comes up swinging, that this little angel knows how to fight. He wants to be the one who breaks her… But it's not a question of who breaks her, the question is who destroys her. “We will fight, angel. We’ll fight hard. But it’ll be worth every strike below the belt. Every hateful or spiteful word said, because when we love, when we fuck, when our passion reaches an intensity so goddamn powerful like it has every single time, it’ll extinguish all the bad. I want all your hate, Stell… Just as much as I want all your love. We are doing this. And there isn’t a damn thing you can do to stop it, angel. Is that understood?” ***Be Prepared to Expect the UNEXPECTED*** ***This is a story of perseverance, trying to overcome the transgressions that others inflict upon you, it’s a story of love gone wrong and obsession gone mad. This book contains explicit descriptions of violence, disturbing situations, and very strong language. This book is intended for MATURE AUDIENCE MEMBERS ONLY, and NOT intended for the weak at heart.***

    “Tell me. Are you?”Jackson Vale. My boss’s rival and the man I’ve thought far too much about since we were introduced last week.Of all the— “I’m not his,” I sputter indignantly. “I’m just his employee. He doesn’t own me.”And for some reason this sets off a flare of intensity and… satisfaction? in Jackson’s expression. That’s it, I officially give up trying to understand any of this.But then Jackson leans over and speaks so softly in my ear I can barely hear it above the falling rain. “If you belonged to me, Miss Cruise, you wouldn’t look so disgusted. True ownership goes both ways. I would own you, but you’d own me, too. A concept I’m sorry to say Bryce Gentry’s never understood.” My breath hitches and I pull back from the intimacy of his voice on my ear, only to get lost in the dark blue of his eyes.“Let me go,” I whisper. He does, but before he turns to go, those brooding eyes pierce me one last time. “I’ll be seeing you again soon.” And then he turns and is gone into the rain-soaked street, leaving me behind, breathless and confused.Warning: Contains triggers and dark themes which may be distressing to some readers.

    Six years ago Sam helped Anna escape from the clutches of his father's enslaving cult, since he couldn't bear the thought of his younger stepsister being wed to the abusive man. However, he was left behind in the process. Now, after being brainwashed into being his fathers and cult leader's enforcer, he is hell-bent on redemption. This means returning Anna and breaking her into submission.The memory of Sam - her guardian angel, her savior, and the only one she will ever love - is all that had kept Anna together over the past few years. Believing him to be dead and having lost her grand-parents shortly after her escape, she is ready to start a new life after turning twenty-one. Little does she know that Sam has been lurking in the shadows, waiting for her to fall into his trap.Be warned: This book contains various forms of abuse. Purchase at your own risk.

     I had it all – a thriving company, money, women at my beck and call. Then I shot and killed James Winthrop. And got away with it. His beautiful fiancé is ruined, so damaged she’s destroying herself. And I’m the reason why. Nothing and nobody can save her. Except me. Only I know how to help her start again. By wiping the slate clean. Breaking her down until she’s brand new. And rewarding her obedience with the one thing she truly needs. Vengeance against me.

    That all changed in a blink of an eye the moment Bree came home for break. She didn't expect to find her dad strapped to chair, a gun pointed at his head. Alzerro “Zerro” King wasn't a man to be messed with. Women flocked to him and men ran from him. He ruled the mafia with an iron fist and no one ever crossed him unless they wanted to pay the price. He believed the only way to pay for something, if unable to do so, was to do it in blood. Nothing got him harder than stringing someone up, and putting a bullet in their head. That is until Bree. One look is all it took for him to know she could pay for her father’s debt in many other ways… Ways that could get him hard. Could a big city mafia king fall in love with the small town country girl? Would she be able to handle his dark and demanding ways? When push comes to shove, would Bree end up running only to be killed? Or would she sacrifice herself for love?

    I’m not alone. The person that was drugged and taken with me is here, too. My confidant. Someone that I had come to see as a brother. My best friend. Suddenly, there’s a voice coming through the speakers, telling us we’ve both been chosen to die. The only way out? Do everything we’re told to do.This person wants to watch us. They want to be entertained. As she says, “I want to see you come.”It’s simple: either we f*ck, or die.

    She can’t speak at all. The Alpha kingpin and his pack didn’t buy the Omega to hear it talk.Branded Captive: Wren's Song Book 1 is a dark,sinister Omegaverse Reverse Harem tale for those with twisted tastes and a love for unabashed bad boys. Complete power exchange dominates these pages, as do THREE smoking-hot Alpha antiheroes.

    His job is to find an easy target and take her back to his place for a few days. He is working his way up the crime ladder doing a job he never wanted.Lily Hilton has it all, but is hiding from a troublesome past. When she enters a bar downtown, and runs into her old high school crush, her entire world is turned upside down. She is determined to make him notice her, but that plan may work better than she expects. Colton does not hesitate to take Lily home and use her as his new pawn, but their past begins to catch up with them as their secrets unravel and he must decide what is more important to him, protecting Lily or himself.Excerpt:"Cole...""Answer the f**king question!" I took a deep breath, struggling not to lose control completely."I knew you didn't do it.""You don't f**king know me, Rose. Does this look innocent to you? Huh?" I pointed to the spare bedroom with the lock dangling from its metal closure."I'm Lily now," she whispered as she wrapped her arms around herself. I leaned in closer, knowing she was terrified."You're whoever the f**k I want you to be. For the next two weeks I f**king own you and, if you're lucky, you may still be alive when all of this is over." She had awakened an animal inside of me, and as I spat my hatred at her I could still taste her on my tongue. I hated myself for giving in to her. Tears welled in her eyes and her chin quivered as she struggled to keep from breaking down. I cupped her cheek, running the pad of my finger over her silky skin. "Don't cry, Rose. Things are just about to get fun." I placed a gentle kiss over her lower lip and ran my thumb over it, soothing her. "Can you taste that, Rose?" All traces of anger had left my voice, but something had snapped inside of me. "I can still taste your sweetness, still smell you all over me." I leaned down and ran my nose up the curve of her neck, inhaling. I grabbed her wrist as my mouth reached her ear."Look what you're doing to me, Rose." I placed her hand on my jeans so she could feel how stiff my c**k was from just thinking about her. She tried to pull back but I tightened my grip and held her against me. "Do you still think I'm the good guy?"Warning: This novel is intended for readers 18 yrs. older

    She flees, but in the remote cabin where she takes refuge, will she encounter a danger even more frightening than the kidnapper who is still hunting her? At the end of her ordeal, will she be left scarred by the experiences that so closely match her own fantasies, or will she discover fulfillment she never imagined?Warning: This title contains elements of nonconsensual sex, anal sex and m/m sex

    Pure violence and wet sex. For years, it's been my life. If you think I'd get bored, you'd be very wrong. I'll never get enough. Nothing can sate the ache that wants to bend any and every woman over, just to see how she tastes. I'm a man who aims to please, but no one holds my attention. No one but Zoe. I throb at the very IDEA of her... I want to suffocate with my tongue inside her thighs. When my phone rang, I didn't expect her pretty voice to beg me for help. She thought I'd save her and that'd be it. Well. Too bad. I'm hooked on this girl—I want her more than water or air. I wasn't her first. But I planned to be her last. Author's Note-- Standalone full-length novel. Contains explicit and erotic scenes, a dirty bad boy with a filthy mouth, as well as themes of violence/mature situations.

    I was a 19-year-old girl with a law school scholarship. My ugly past was finally behind me and my whole life lay ahead. My name... was Tamara. But now... I don't own my mind or my body anymore. I don't even have my name. Now, I'm called Toy, and I am the prisoner of the most beautiful serial killer the world has ever seen. My purpose in life is to please him, to crawl for him, to serve his every whim instantly without question. Sometimes it amuses him to give me pleasure so intense I think I’ll die. Sometimes it amuses him to invent new ways to make me scream. He says I’ll never feel the wind on my face again. He says that his face is the last that I’ll ever see. He likes to make me cry. He says that he's the only one allowed to hurt me, so he’ll keep me safe and caged until the day I die. And soon... There’s an evil worse than him crawling through the shadows of our lives. When the past comes knocking, my jailor may be my only savior. This is a dark romance, which contains scenes which some might find disturbing. It is part one of a two-part duet.