I gave into temptation and fed the beating beast, which grew thirstier with every slash, every strike, every blow.⁣⁣Triple Falls wasn’t at all what it seemed, nor were the men that swept me under their wing. But in order to keep them, I had to be in on their secrets.⁣⁣Secrets that cost us everything to keep.⁣⁣That’s the novelty of fiction versus reality. You can’t re-live your own love story, because by the time you’ve realized you’re living it, it’s over. At least that was the case for me and the men I trusted my foolish heart to.⁣⁣Looking back, I’m convinced I willed my story into existence due to my illness.⁣⁣And all were punished.

    But there are rumors of a sordid rite of initiation. Whispers how one woman and nine men disappear into a boardroom. This time, that woman will be me. The Hale family owns everything—the eighth largest bank in the world, everyone in our town, even the mortgage on my parents’ mansion. And now Royce Hale wants to own me. He is charming. Seductive. Ruthless. But above all, he’s the prince of lies. My body may tighten with white-hot desire under his penetrating gaze, but I refuse to enjoy it. I’ll make a deal with the devil to save my family and sell myself to the Hales. But Royce will never own my heart.

    I never thought I would end up here, moving halfway across the country on my mother's whim, and then I meet them… My new stepbrothers. Cyrus, Bray, Asher. Sin incarnate, dangerous, dark and deadly. Everything I crave in a man, but they are off-limits and they make that perfectly clear. However, when my past comes back with a bang, the rules begin to mean nothing and lines start to blur. The only way we will survive this is together. They are my Crew and I’m about to be their Darling. Screw what people think, I’m going to make them mine. *This book contains dark elements which some readers may find triggering. All characters in this story are over eighteen and all sexual interactions are fully consensual.*

    In a world of haves and have nots, my family has it all, and I want nothing to do with it.My path takes me far from home and paints me as the black sheep. At odds with my father, I’m determined to build my own empire. I have rules, but Lennix Hunter is the exception to every one of them. From the moment we meet, something sparks between us. But my family stole from hers and my father is the man she hates most. I lied to have her, and would do anything to keep her. Though she tries to hate me, too, the inexorable pull between us will not be denied.And neither will I.

    Silent like ghosts. Three faceless men with one thing on their mind, revenge.The DancerI was stolen.Ripped from the people I love, and imprisoned in a medieval castle in Scotland with walls as thick and impenetrable as the stone encasing my kidnappers' hearts.Do as they say and you’ll survive this place.Refuse their orders and feel the consequences of their wrath.Everyone here calls them The Masks.I call them my enemy.I may seem fragile, weak, but I’m not like all the rest.I’m not just a dancer, or a singer, or a musician that they can loan out as entertainment to sick men and women.I’m a fighter. I come from a long line of them.This time they stole the wrong girl, and these walls…?They’ll come crashing down even if I have to rip them apart myself, brick by bloody brick.The MasksWe took her.A payment for a debt. A very personal one.With our father “The Collector” dead, we are the heirs to a twisted dynasty with nothing but revenge in our hearts, blood on our hands, and darkness in our souls.Our home bears witness to our cruelty.The prisoners within it, scarred by our wrath.We’re the soulless creatures as twisted as any monster real or imagined.We steal, thieving not just the artist themselves, but the light that makes them shine bright.We must keep up our father’s legacy.We must have revenge.The Dancer we stole is ours to play with. Ours to use.She won’t survive this place.We’ll make sure of it.WARNING: This is a dark, contemporary, reverse harem romance for adult readers, and contains graphic sex scenes and violence. It is not for the feint of heart.

    Always has been. I'm the worst thing for her, yet I’m the only salvation she knows.He had his chance to make her happy.He failed.He didn't see how she was dying inside because he couldn't know her.Not like I know her.I am her stalker.Her protector.And the only man that can bring her back to life.***This book contains sensitive subject matter.

    But this is no ordinary castle. It’s called Heartstone Psychiatric hospital and it houses forty other patients. It has nurses with mean faces and techs with permanent frowns.It has a man, as well. A man who is cold and distant. Whose voice drips with authority. And whose piercing gray eyes hide secrets, and maybe linger on her face a second too long. Willow isn’t supposed to look deep into those eyes. She isn’t supposed to try to read his tightly leashed emotions. And neither is she supposed to touch herself at night, imagining his powerful voice and that cold but beautiful face.No, Willow Taylor shouldn’t be attracted to Simon Blackwood, at all. Because she’s a patient and he’s her doctor. Her psychiatrist. The medicine man. WARNING: This book discusses sensitive issues including but not limited to, depression and suicide.

    Smuggled me and my family into America when it became too dangerous to stay. But, Nico didn’t flee with us.While I began elementary school in the United States, he was building the greatest and toughest Mafia of the century. The Mafia Shqiptare. Nico is now King of all underground trades. Sexy. Aggressive. Brilliant. After years of nothing but silence, he’s back in my life, Ready to do whatever it takes to bring me into his universe. He isn’t leaving until he takes me with him.

     Once Upon A Time, there was a little boy. His belly full of laughter, his life full of joy. Until one day, something changed; stripped his innocence away.The hole inside making space for the devil to come and play. His dreams gone forever, he grew up way too fast. An endless night of crocodiles, and watches made of glass. He grew into a villain, the taste of vengeance on his tongue. Craving to make his enemies pay for the misdeeds they had done. Instead he found a darling girl, and refused to let her go. For what better way to make the man pay, than to steal his little shadow. *Hooked is a full-length, complete standalone and the first in The Never After Series: A collection of fractured fairy tales where the villains get the happy ever after. This is a DARK Contemporary romance (not a literal retelling and not fantasy) featuring mature themes and content that may not be suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised.*

    Monster. Thief.That’s what he is. The one who stole me. The man who ripped me from a life I thought was mine. There was no negotiating. No choice to be made. And no. Way. Out.He says my whole life has been a lie. I believe him.He says he’s addicted to my tears. I believe him.He says once I give him what he wants, he’ll let me go…I don’t believe him.~ Saint ~Orphan. Fighter. Secret.That’s what she is. The woman I took. The woman they tried to hide from me but failed.Now she’s exactly where she’s meant to be. At my side. And at my mercy. The blood that runs through her veins makes me her king. But to me she’s nothing but a means to an end. A way for me to feed my vengeance.Once she gives me what I want I’ll let her go back to her miserable, mundane life. But for now, she’s mine to play with…until she breaks.

    Unfortunately for me, so is my twin brother.But I'm not letting him have her. June is mine. MINE.And I'm going to own her, even if it means hurting the one I love most - my other half.JUNEMy stepbrothers and I have been torn apart because of the inheritance our parents left us.I didn't ask for the money, but it's mine now. And they both hate me because of it.But I've loved one of them in secret for years...PARKERI'm the bad seed. The black sheep. And I'm sick of being looked down on.One way or another, I always get what I want. And what I want is my sweet, angelic stepsister.Tyrant Twins is a full-length, STANDALONE dark romance novel from USA Today and Amazon bestselling author Isabella Starling. This is NOT a menage romance.

    He was my own personal hero who seemed to be in all the right places at the right times. Like when my car broke down and I needed a ride home, and when I face planted on the sidewalk right in front of him and had to be taken to the emergency room.Those weren’t exactly my best moments, but they were his. We became friends, and it didn’t matter that he was sixteen years older than me. We had a lot in common—like our love of old rock music and vintage fast cars, and our aversion to relationships.When he approached me with a crazy idea to help me out, I couldn’t say no.The arrangement was supposed to be temporary. A marriage on paper and nothing else.It should’ve been easy, but it wasn’t.Because here I am, eighteen years-old, still in high school, and married to a man I was never supposed to fall in love with.We had just one rule—no kissing the bride.But we broke that rule, and it sealed our fate forever.

    We were poison together and there was no antidote.Our story began like any other fairy tale ended.With a beautiful wedding.One kiss.Two rings.Three vows.Killian Spencer became my lawfully wedded husband and I, his dutiful wife.But he was no Prince Charming. He didn’t come to save me… and he vowed there would be no happily ever after.And me?Just like the legends I'd read as a little girl, I always thought I’d be the princess in my fairy tale.Well, I was the villain of our love story.“Till death do us part…”

    I met the devil when I was fourteen years old.Just a kid himself, he was hellbent on making me miserable.By fifteen I hated him.When I was sixteen, I moved as far away as I could.Since I’ve left, my life has been simple—peaceful and still.I had no intention of ever returning to Skull Creek.Until tragedy struck and I was called back.It’s been two years since I saw my step-brother.I hoped he had changed.But the devil is still the same.He’s arrogant and ruthless.Rules the town with an iron fist.Where he walks, crowds part.Now his blame is set on me, along with his dark orbs of hate.It’s time to show him I’m not the same girl I was back then.If he pushes, I’ll push harder.Where I bend, he will break.As long as he doesn’t find my weakness, I can survive this.Even if my weakness has become the devil himself.

    Now, I’ve got a life for myself, and I even like it most of the time, but a favor owed to my boss/ex-lover is about to mess all of that up.Her husband’s become a problem, and when the team of men she’s hired can’t seal the deal, I’m brought in for some assistance. What a fucking mess. Especially since the team consists of my favorite client, his brother, my roommate, and my roommate’s boyfriend.When the shitstorm of my present starts to collide a bit too much with my past, I’ve got to hope my skills are sharp enough to keep me in one piece.There’s an unexpected danger that’s found me once again, but lucky for me, I’ve always thrived in the darkness.Trigger warning: non con, dub con, BDSM scenes, a torture scene, and other adult material that people could find triggering.