I have the piece of paper to prove it. It’s undeniable and unbreakable. You belong to me until you’ve paid off your debts.” Nila Weaver’s family is indebted. Being the first born daughter, her life is forfeit to the first born son of the Hawks to pay for sins of ancestors past. The dark ages might have come and gone, but debts never leave. She has no choice in the matter. She is no longer free.Jethro Hawk receives Nila as an inheritance present on his twenty-ninth birthday. Her life is his until she’s paid off a debt that’s centuries old. He can do what he likes with her—nothing is out of bounds—she has to obey. There are no rules. Only payments.

    Nathan Carter is her other half, her light, her passion. After three years of being together at university; three years of being joined, of a love so intense, passionate and spirited they thought their future was safe and endless but life always finds a cruel way to interfere and they soon find their relationship can’t withstand destiny’s intrusions and obstacles.Two decades later destiny apologises and brings them back together by sheer chance, re-igniting their intense passion, connection and love but they soon find that twenty years of life, secrets and lies creates difficulties and struggles even their bond might struggle to endure.When an evil from Olivia’s’ past returns to haunt them and rip apart everything they have managed to build back up can the lovers survive with their love and souls still intact…or their lives?This book contains explicit sex scenes, adult language and violence…oh and one hot alpha male! Enjoy!

    She’s so desperate for fun, she accepts a ticket to what she thinks is a rave. When she finds everyone at a mansion playing board games, she thinks she’s been had…until she doesn’t win and learns that Richard, her host, has very special consequences for losing. If only she hadn’t been too vain to wear glasses, she’d have read the rules in the foyer and have a clue about what the players expect her to do next. But with tall, dark, and sexy Richard in charge, Lauren can’t bring herself to leave before she learns exactly what he has in store for her.

    Laundry may be required.  She has a thirst for danger. He is used to getting exactly what he wants... Victoria Chase is Chicago's hottest new reporter, looking to make the scoop of the century. Rumor has it that in the bowels of the city lies a private sex club for the wealthy elite. Willing to do anything for a story, she infiltrates the club, determined to uncover this urban legend. She didn't expect to run into him:Malcolm Cage.The famous billionaire bad boy is the king of Club Luxe. Every Friday night, he reigns supreme over untold sinful pleasures in his underground kingdom. His one rule? He never participates and only watches--until he sees Victoria. She sets his body and soul on fire, and Malcolm does not plan on letting her go. Can Victoria keep it professional and get her story? Or will her heart betray her under Malcolm's smoldering gaze? Book Two: With her life stolen from her, Victoria is left with no choice. She must drop everything and dedicate herself to helping the infuriating Malcolm Cage. But the task is a dangerous hunt for information that she promised herself she would avoid at all costs. It doesn't help that Malcolm is utterly distracting with a voice as smooth as silk and eyes that make her body tremble.Malcolm used to think that Victoria was just another slimy reporter, but she is quickly invading his heart with her stubbornness and bravery. He was once willing to do anything it took to protect his family, not caring who got hurt in the process--but he finds himself feeling guilty for manipulating Victoria. Even though he was the one who put her life at risk, he is now the only one who can save her... Book Three: With Malcolm presumably dead after a terrible accident, Victoria finds herself in the most dangerous situation imaginable: trapped in a foreign nation with nothing except the clothes on her back. She has no idea what to do next or how to get out of this mess. The only thing keeping her going is the willpower to finish the job Malcolm gave to her, and honor his final request to find Claire.But Malcolm Cage isn't the type of man who will go down without a fight.

    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

    That one person who blew through our lives, their presence forever stamped on our psyche. They linger in our thoughts, in our hearts, and in the decisions we make. A soul crusher or a dream maker, depending on the perspective.My person is MISTER BLACK. I didn’t know him by that name when I first met him. I didn’t know him at all, but the impression he left behind was just as powerful as the name I call him today.He is Black: a deadly enforcer and masterful seducer.I am Red: a justice bleeder and willing participant.Together we are passion. Colors colliding through each other’s lives. When our secrets converge in a passionate encounter, stepping out of the shadows just might be worth the risk.

    Tyler Campbell is caught off guard by his sudden, intense attraction to fellow student Susanna Lombardi and is determined to make her his. But she says she can not have a boyfriend for reasons she will not reveal.Tyler becomes obsessed with learning the secrets of the women he's fallen in love with. Where does she go on her mysterious trips? What's the source of her seemingly endless supply of money? Why does her house have so many locked doors? Does she really have reasons for never being in a relationship, or is she just protecting herself?"Do you want me to come on you?" I breathed, barely able to speak.She answered with no hesitation. "I want whatever you want," she said as her breasts feverishly massaged my cock. It felt like a bomb about to explode.I knew we didn't have much time. I wanted to come all over her chest, but even more than that, I wanted to know what it was like to pound her round, gorgeous ass."Stop." I barely exhaled. She sat back on her heals, removing her breasts from my lap as I took a deep breath to calm down. "Do you have any condoms?" I asked.She scooted on her knees to a nearby end table and opened the drawer. "I'm pretty sure I have just one in here unless someone found it the other night." She rummaged through the drawer for about 30 seconds. I was glad it took a while. It gave me time to settle myself down a little before the next round.She finally found the condom and handed it to me. I tore the little yellow package open but decided not to put it on just yet. I laid the package on the arm of the couch and stood up."Your turn," I said as I reached down to help her stand up beside me. "First, I need you out of those clothes."She showed me that sexy smile I already loved so much. "Whatever you want," she moaned, then took my hand and rose to her feet. I pulled her pants and panties all the way down to the floor and helped her step out of them.Susie looked beautiful standing before me. I swear, I had never been attracted to her body type before. It was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. I studied her, trying to burn her image into my memory. Susie's body was full and silky, and looked even better naked than I had imagined.I put my arms around her back as I leaned down to overtake her mouth with mine. I fiercely pressed my hard body to hers, reveling in the luxurious feel of her softness against me. Her breasts felt like pillows; her stomach cushioned my hard c**k. I wanted to take her away to a deserted island and devote myself to learning everything I could about her body for a few years.I felt her hands on my ass pulling me closer. She cupped my firm muscles as she moaned and breathed harder into my mouth. My d**k pressed harder into her stomach until I couldn't take it anymore."Sit on the couch," I whispered.Without a word, she sat down. I knelt down on the floor in front of her and gently placed a hand on each of her knees, spreading them apart. I was about to reach for the condom when I caught a glimpse of the soft folds between her thighs. I knew I needed to taste her. I put my hands under her knees to guide her legs even further apart. Then I stopped to gaze at her for a moment, admiring her naked body, trying again to burn another picture of her into my memory. She half smiled at me with a dreamy look in her eyes.I loved how those big tits complimented her pretty pink p***y, and the way her long blond hair framed her beautiful face as it fell around her shoulders, onto her chest. I was once again reminded of a scene from a trashy magazine featuring large-breasted women with their legs spread open. She was a guilty pleasure come to life.I bent my head down and gave her one good, long lick from the bottom of her p***y up to her cl**. She moaned and put her hands on the back of my head."Woman, you are so wet," I said, just before my mouth began its assault on her.I took my time with her at first, licking every inch of her, my tongue lingering to enjoy her taste. Every time I had done this with a woman in the past, the room was dark. But Susie had the lights on, confident and unashamed. It turned me on to be able to see her p***y while I was licking it.I sucked on her lips for a while before I moved up to her cl**. Her moans got louder as my tongue moved in fast circles around it."Damn it! I need you to f**k me, now!" she demanded. I could hear pain in her voice. I desperately wanted to f**k her, but not yet. I longed to get her off with my mouth before we went any further. I wanted to taste her and feel her wetness dripping all over me as I brought her to orgasm.

    Tempted beyond what I’ve ever been before. To know her, to open her up. To break her."In love, sometimes what you fear most is exactly what you need.Laura Drake is an author. She writes bestselling paranormal romances that continue to top the charts. She is sharp. She is confident. She is in control. And she doesn’t exist.Samantha Jansen is the woman behind the wig, the woman most of the world doesn’t know exists. She is shy. She is insecure. She is nothing like her main character or her alter ego. She is scarred—deeply scarred—by a past she can’t let go of and a present she can’t make peace with.Samantha’s dreams are consumed by one man, the broken hero from her books. Mason Strait is both her wildest fantasy and her most terrifying nightmare. When Samantha meets Alec Brand, a corporate consultant, it is as though Mason has come to life. Alec is handsome to a fault, as elegant as he is arrogant, and more intense than any man has a right to be.Samantha is soon sucked into a world that mirrors the fiction she writes. Just like her main character, Daire Kirby, Samantha finds herself unable to resist the forbidden lure of Alec. And just like Daire, she also finds that she is faced with taking a chance on a man who could either set her free or destroy her.The scale tilts toward destruction when Samantha finds out that Alec is as much a work of fiction as Mason. And he has scars of his own, scars that could ruin them both.**This book may be read as a stand-alone, as the story of Alec and Samantha comes to a conclusion in this book**

    The exclusive VIP area hidden beneath his night club, Shot of Sin, is short staffed a bartender. The only available replacement is Shay—his temptation, his distraction—the sole woman he refuses to escort down the secret staircase. She has no clue about the private adult club that lies beneath her feet and he’d prefer to keep it that way. The Vault of Sin is the only place he can let his sexual proclivities run wild and he’s learned the hard way that Shay is too virtuous to be comfortable in the erotic environment.Shay Porter is curious as to why her boss, the king of mixed messages, seems almost desperate to keep her from discovering what’s on the other side of the guarded door at the back of the building. But she’s never backed down from a challenge before. Sliding into Leo’s arms and this new world of carnal exploration is addictive yet frightening. She could lose her job, her self-respect, and her heart.Exposing a vanilla woman to a sorbet lifestyle isn’t something Leo’s business partners approve of. Secrets are at stake. Friendships, too. And through it all, neither one of them can ignore the wicked taste of sin threatening to tear it all apart. Warning: This sex club does not carry the government’s stamp of approval. Contains devilish debauchery, delightful deviance, and dancing on the edge of the darkest of sexual desires. Please note: This book was previously released by Samhain Publishing. This new edition contains a few slight tweaks as well as a new setting for the series.

    All of that is threatened when her brother drags her back into the seedy world of greed, violence and corruption she’s tried desperately to flee.Private security contractor Reed Allen isn’t about to let a burning attraction rope him in again. He’s already felt the sting of letting his heart rather than his head lead him. He’s just there to do the job and get paid, even if a certain spunky beautiful librarian has him feeling things he thought long since buried.Keeping Olivia safe is the easy part. Resisting their passionate urges could prove to be much harder.They’ll have to mend their broken hearts and move on from their painful pasts for a chance at a future.

    Handsome and possessive, it’s not long before Ivy falls for him. But Mr. Markham has dark secrets, secrets that may put Ivy in danger...I am afraid...As Ivy unravels the mystery surrounding her cousin’s death, she falls deeper and deeper in love with Julian, who opens her body and her mind to his indomitable will. But even as he draws pleasure and desire from her night after night, Ivy can’t shake the feeling that their passionate affair may end in violence…And I'm completely his.***The Awakening of Ivy Leavold is the first book in the Markham Hall Trilogy. It is 40,000 words. ***For Mature Audiences only**

    Jennifer Dailey dreams of opening her own lingerie shop, and she certainly doesn't have the financial means to make those dreams come true. However, when billionaire entrepreneur Jack Montgomery comes into her life, Jack will do anything to help make her fantasies come true--and his. As their relationship intensifies, sexually and emotionally, Jack introduces her to a world of sexual pleasure that she has never known before. But is he pushing the boundaries too far? Will refusing to succumb to his lifestyle end in shattered dreams for the future? Or is this just the beginning of lingerie and lust?

    Ruthless. Stone Cold Killer.That’s me. I destroy anything in my path to get what I want.Then she showed up. Olivia Bell. She’s sweet and innocent, and in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Now she’s mine. My property. I own her. Given to me as a bargaining chip.She’s not a part of my plans, but plans change. Her pouty lips and gorgeous curves beg me to break her. Taking her lush curvy body, and ravaging it for all its worth would be easy, but I want to earn her submission. It’s addictive. I want it. I want her.They wanted me to break her. I am. And I’m enjoying it. Now they want to take her from me. Over my dead body.Let them come for us. I’ll kill them all.By the time I’m done, everyone will know. She belongs to me.**This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating**

     It was true that I had a lousy job. Not to mention a lousy apartment and too much responsibility, although it was a responsibility I wouldn’t have given up for the world. That still didn’t mean I needed rescuing, if that was what you’d call the situation I ended up in. And anyway, I knew that a multimillionaire Maori CEO with too many muscles, a tribal tattoo, and a take-no-prisoners attitude was way, way out of my league. So, no, I didn’t ask him to, but he rescued me anyway. Because Hemi was fierce. But you know what I found out? So was I. Note: This is the “book within a book” that Faith is writing in Just in Time: Escape to New Zealand. Hemi isn’t Will, but you may see some of Faith’s feelings about Will coming out...