I feel it like it’s my own.He’s a killer. Shameless. Some might even call him a psycho. I just call him soul mate. We were born to raise hell together, born to make sick b*stards pay for their sins, born to be the king and queen of darkness…Now, the king just needs to get that memo. NYX is the first book in the eleven-book ‘A Dark & Dirty Sinners’ MC’ series. It is not a standalone.

    A wanderer, he keeps his life simple and carefree—until an unexpected encounter brings him face to face with his tragic past and the woman he’s always adored. Determined to get her out of his blood, he teases her into an easy one-night stand…but one taste will never be enough.Alexis Huston lived on the fringe of pack life, adopted as a young girl, she’s never been strong enough, fast enough, or pretty enough—except to Mason, but then he left her. Allowed her freedom as an adult with the promise to keep the pack’s secrets, she’s struggled to fit into the ‘human’ world and then a chance meeting turns her hard-won life upside down. Now she has to decide whether to tell the only wolf she’s ever loved that she’s pregnant or do what she has to do to protect him…keep it secret and run.

    He’s the bad boy of the architectural world, content with his bachelor status until his tattoo artist sister decides to play matchmaker.Him.. Danny's in love. So, everyone else, meaning me, should be, too.Her.. He's the scariest man I’d ever seen: Huge, bald, tattooed; a painted Aztec god. All he needs is a bloody altar and a knife.

    But I’m not innocent. I haven’t been for a very long time. My innocence was stolen from me. Taken was the life I was supposed to have. The soul I was born with. The ruby heart embedded in a life full of hopes and dreams.Gone.Vanished.I never even had a choice. I mourn that life. Mourn the what-ifs. Until now. I’m ready to take back what was always meant to be mine.But every plan has a fatal flaw. Sometimes it’s the heart.**Due to the dark and explicit nature of this book, it is recommended for mature audiences only as some scenes may be particularly disturbing.**

    . . Alex Stewart, ex-Marine and tough as nails boss, ditches the success of his fledgling business and flees to his cabin in the deep woods. He’s had enough. Four years after the deaths of his wife and daughter, he’s stuck in the anger stage of grief. He wants to be left alone. Life used to make sense. It just doesn’t bring him joy. Nothing does. She’s trying to remember . . . Left to die in those same deep woods, Kelsey is the last thing Alex expects to find at his cabin. She’s everything he’s running away from. Responsibility. Memories. Having to care about someone else beside himself. To make matters worse, she can’t remember anything except her first name. Neither can she explain the marks on her body, nor why two darling baby boys haunt her dreams. But Alex can . . .

    He’s charismatic, loud, and loving. For the last 25 years, he’s also been a foster father, taking in the worst behaved children in the New York City system and reforming them through the love of the sport of boxing. This series will follow the members of Big Jimmy's rag tag family of outcasts, as they find out the meaning of love – whether they feel like they deserve it or not.When Gennifer Rodriguez meets Mikhail, a recent transplant to New York City, at Big Jimmy’s House of Pain, sparks immediately fly. When he bests her in the ring, he tells her exactly what he wants from her. Gennifer agrees, on one condition--that he train her for an upcoming competition.But when Gennifer’s match takes a violent turn, Mikhail reveals his own dark side. The stone cold Russian is out for blood…but at what cost?Contains a sexy Russian Alpha, a Dominicana who can hold her own, and a hard-won, Elvis-approved HEA.

    Okay, maybe it's not a long time ago, or even very far away, but present day Chicago has it's fair share of heroes and villains. Unlike the tales of old, they don't wear shining armor, golden crowns or even dragon scales - they're human. Gloriously flawed and dangerous humans with an appetite for both blood and lust.A twist of fate brought Cole Ryan and Elle Laroux together in an orgasmic first encounter, but all too fast their futures became deeply entwined. Being forced together wouldn't be such a bad thing if a dark web wasn't being woven around Cole and Elle - simultaneously taut and tenuous - leaving their very lives to hold on by the thinnest of fate's strands. ****This book contains graphic sex, violence, uncomfortable sexual encounters as well as M/M/F, M/M and F/F sexual relationships. It's intended for mature audiences, over 18 only****

    One crazy, dark, dirty lie turned my world upside down. It dug its claws into my life, altered my future, and clouded my past.I thought I was over him. The one who lied. I thought I’d moved on with a successful career, a fat bank account, and a sexy boyfriend.All that changes when Owen Henry walks back into my life. He’s out on parole, standing on my front porch, looking sexier than ever. I want to hate him for what he’s done, but all I can do is think about how great his lips felt on mine the last time we kissed.I’m so screwed.*This book was formerly released as Monster Love and contains new content.

    Some might even say perfect. They say that I’m a pretty girl. They say I should be happy. They say that I have nothing to be angry about. That I’m popular. A cheerleader. That I’m perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. But all they see is what’s on the outside. On the inside I’m raw, open, bleeding. Scars that can’t seem to heal the wounds. Carrying dark secrets about who I really am.How afraid I am to tell the truth.And it’s slowly killing me. RylerTattoos. Piercing. Scars. The guy who can’t speak. Gothic freak. Mute. Punk. I’ve heard it all. They say that I’m probably dangerous. They say people should stay away from me. They say. They say. They say.But who are they anyway? To decide what I am. They don’t know what’s hidden beneath the scars. Beneath the piercings and tattoos. The secrets I keep hidden beneath the silence.Maybe if they knew, they wouldn’t fear me so much. Then again, maybe they’d fear me more.