Or an imposter. I’m certainly a hypocrite. I offer advice for a living. Encourage my patients to make wise decisions—help them help themselves to walk through life stronger, healthier, happier. Isn’t that the goal? To live our best lives? If only I practiced what I preach. I wasn’t always like this. Every move I make lately is the opposite of smart. These questionable life choices are a new development. They started the day a certain Vitale barged into my life. Brand Vitale might look like a hero to the rest of the world, but looks can be deceiving. I’m driven by obsession for a man who’s turning out to be dark, dangerous, and downright depraved. And I don’t care. Because, sometimes, depraved, debauched—hell, or even deathly—is the only option.

    He is smug and mocking, but his body is the stuff of epic fantasy. Now, through an unfortunate twist of fate, he holds my smut-filled Kindle in his hands.I have a decision to make. Can Professor Ballard be my instructor in this world of bondage, dominance, and submission? And, eight weeks later, when my class is at an end, can I walk away from Jake?

    Faking the truth was a whole lot harder. * Lord Ivan de Greystoke Don’t let my fancy title fool you because I'm a bad boy. I've always been. Now I've set my sights on Tawny Maxwell the one woman who stirs a possessiveness and desire in me that makes my insides twist. She's nineteen, blonde, fabulously beautiful, and married to Robert Maxwell. Which makes her a gold digger and my f**king stepmother! Oh and completely unavailable ... until now. For the old man’s dead, she’s the heiress of a hundred million fortune, and I’m the executor of her trust, but it ain't no walk in the park. My stepbrother and stepsisters feel robbed and are of the opinion that she should join her husband a.s.a.p, and I’ve got a raging hard-on. Permanently. Then I come up with the perfect solution. A fake marriage ... to me. Tawny Maxwell Everyone thinks I’m a gold digger. Even the dazzlingly, beautiful man whom I can't stop thinking about looks at me with distrust and suspicion in his silver eyes. But they don’t know the whole story. I have a secret. It's so big it will blow their minds, but I’m not telling. Never...

    I bring my hand down on her bare ass, just sharp enough to make her feel it, not enough to leave a mark. She inhales sharply, her hips bucking. “And have you, Ms. Reed? Or will I need to reprimand you more thoroughly?”When Harper Reed came to Oxford, her dream was to study modern poetry with the infamous Professor Jack Kingston, NOT to sleep with him. But his lectures are intoxicating, his knowledge captivating, and his accent drops panties faster than Charlie Hunnam on a Saturday night.Harper has never made good decisions when it comes to sex and Jack has never been able to commit, yet there’s something between them that neither of them has felt before. But students and teachers are not supposed to fraternize, even as this out of control connection puts both of their futures on the line.When their forbidden love is tested, can they make the grade?

    . . break them and you're out. Rule #1 - No names It doesn't matter if you want to know, it's forbidden. Rule #2 - No exchanging numbers It doesn't matter if you want to call, it's forbidden. Rule #3 - Everything is to remain strictly anonymous. It doesn't matter if you want to tell, it's forbidden. The Dark Room is the only place you can live out your fantasies and no one will ever know it’s you. For Parker, what started out as a business transaction has turned into an addiction. For Mia, it's been a chance to discover who she truly is. What happens in the dark will have you begging for more . . .

    Once she walked into my classroom, another smiling college freshman, I knew I should stop going. Stop watching. But I couldn’t do it. Everything about her makes me want more, and once I realize she wants me too, the temptation becomes irresistible. The worst part is that she has no idea her professor is the one watching behind the glass. I just have to hope that once she finds out the truth, she wants the same thing I do. Because now that I've seen all of her, I can't look away.Stand-alone.

    She was an undercover FBI agent, as tough as nails and as sassy as they come. She led a lonely life, all due to a tragedy six years prior that forced her to draw away from anyone that meant something to her. Her job became her life, she took chances no one else would, but at least all her loved ones were kept alive. Ruark Greer decided she was his the moment he laid eyes on her and set motions in place to keep her returning to his club as his sub. Courtney was appalled when the bust was successful and found she had no other choice but to remain at the Club as a trainee sub. Yet, her fascination with the gorgeous hunky Master known as my Liege, grew and under his unyielding hands, she discovered a need she could not deny. Even though Courtney did her utmost to keep an emotional distance from him, Ruark refused to back down. No matter how many hard FBI Agents she controlled, in the Club she was a sassy submissive, yet sweetly vulnerable. He soon realized her defenses were keeping her on the fringe of her sexuality and living life to the fullest. Note: This book contains explicit sexual situations, graphic language, and material that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play, BDSM theme and elements. Excerpt Courtney was actually quite annoyed at the fact that she was under instruction from Ruark not to play. So, to get at least some action, she sassed Master Quinlan and ended up over a spanking bench, to receive ten strokes with a paddle. “Master Quinlan, is this a demonstration, or a punishment?” He was back! Oh shit! “Punishment, my Liege. She sassed me. She is due ten with the paddle.” “Is this her first punishment?” “No, second.” “Hmm … well, why don’t I take care of that for you?” “As you wish, my Liege.” She felt his hands on her hips, slowly stroking the seam of the denim short she was wearing. He walked to the front and slowly but deliberately tightened leather wrist cuffs around her wrists and hooked them to the steel shackles on the legs of the horse. He slowly lowered the front part of the bench and lifted the back part higher. Her ass was now sticking high into the air. He stroked his finger down her cheek and leaned down. “Now is it not luck I decided to come back early, little pet?” He walked back to the other side and she gasped when she felt him lift her hips and unzip her shorts. “These are in my way. They have to go.” “No!” No matter how she wiggled or tried to kick at him, he had her shorts off and threw them on her back. By the time he had her legs tied as well, she was breathless. She gasped when his large hand stroked over her ass. Her ass, sticking up in the air, with only a thong to cover her pussy! She moaned when his finger dipped beneath the thong and stroked over her labia. “Sweet and so wet, little pet. Not that I can see anything now, but from the glimpses I got at the Fashion show, you have a beautiful pussy.” She groaned and rested her forehead on the padded bench, her long hair like a curtain around her face. Suddenly his fingers were gone and stroked over her ass. “Beautiful. I can’t wait to whip that pussy of yours, my pet. Now tell me, why are you being punished?” “I-I sassed Master Quinlan.” She stammered, the thought of him whipping her pussy made her even wetter. “How?” “He told me to bend over and grab my ankles.

    What he wasn’t expecting was to want her for himself—with an intensity that drives him to get her pregnant before her father finds out about the two of them. Delilah falls hard and fast for Ethan. But she isn’t sure what to think when he confesses his connection to the father she’s never met. Or how her father is going to react when he learns she’s having his best friend’s baby. Bonus Content! My Father's Best Friend includes an extra Fiona Davenport book, Fraternization Rule, which starts at about the 53% mark. For a limited time only!

    In a betrayal of the crime lord who pulled her from the gutter, she’ll free the shipment of human cargo, and if she’s lucky, die in the process. The alternative is unfathomable, even to a woman well-versed in erotic torture. But luck abandons her yet again when she meets the security expert in charge of the shipment and finds herself face to face with her childhood crush. The man she once begged for help. The man who failed her.Tyler Martinez is an undercover FBI agent with one chance to right the wrongs of his past. Thrust deep into the seedy world of human trafficking, he must put aside his guilt over abandoning Mia all those years ago in order to save her now.Someone’s pulling the strings in this sadistic play on trust, but Tyler and Mia may not live long enough to see the curtain fall. Trust in Me is a story of erotic pain and incipient romance, spiraling ever faster toward betrayal or redemption.WARNING:This book contains explicit scenes of dubious consent, graphic violence and sex. It also depicts abuse and captivity situations. Not appropriate for anyone uncomfortable with these situations or anyone under the age of eighteen. This is a work of fiction.

    Cocky, rich, handsome…and much older. On top of that, he’s my dad’s old best friend, so there’s no way I can go near him without causing trouble. There’s also the terrible fact that my mother murdered his girlfriend six years ago. He hasn’t gone near my family since, and I don’t blame him. But then he saves me when I badly need help. Promises to take care of me. We both know we shouldn’t do anything; can’t do anything. It’s wrong—he’s twice my age, and my family’s dark history entwined with his makes it impossible. But then he says the magic words. Let me be your daddy. Let me take you to my toy room. I can’t say yes. I should run far away, avoid all the trouble. The problem is, even though he’s forbidden to me, I just can’t help myself. I want to find out what he’s keeping in his toy box… **Daddy’s Toybox is a standalone, full-length novel. No cliffhanger. Guaranteed HEA. Includes bonus content!**

    I signed on to be an “intimate companion.” Desperate times and desperate measures lead to crazy choices. Really, though, it’s not that crazy. Someone has to pay my brother’s bills after the wreck, and I’m the only someone left. My first job: snuggle up to a sexy beast of a billionaire at one of his luxury ski resorts. I can do that. Except I’m not so sure he wants me to. The Ice King barely looks at me. He rarely speaks to me, and when he does, he says he doesn’t want me in his bed.Okay then. I keep my head held high, my shoulders squared, and my bruised ego under wraps—until I stumble onto secrets. James Harrington is hiding devastating secrets.I get too close. I get involved. I take a risk, and I give him more than he paid for.For a moment, it’s too perfect to be true. But there’s one more secret—and it’s the one I never saw coming.

    But if she thought her new boss would let her off easy because he’s her father’s best friend, she couldn’t have been more wrong. Dean Brittany demands perfection from his employees, but none more so than his new temp, since correcting her mistakes seems to fuel his unexpected attraction to her. Unfortunately for him, eighteen-year-old Alexandra is strictly off limits. Strictly Off Limits is a forbidden romance novella originally published in the Forbidden Fruit Anthology, Volume 1 (no longer available). It's a quick read at 21,000 words.

    I'll be keeping her as my bride.As her thong is ripped off and my belt lashes her beautiful bare backside for the first time, I can tell Maggie Dudek is finally starting to realize that defying a man like me has consequences.Painful consequences.Rigging a high-stakes poker game put her in danger, but that's not why she's face down on my bed. She's here because my future bride needs to learn that her husband expects to be obeyed.Soon her already well-spanked bottom will be sore from a much more shameful lesson, but her screams as she is punished will turn into moans of submission long before I'm finished with her.The more she fights, the more delicious her surrender will be...Publisher's Note: Reluctant Surrender is a stand-alone novel which is the second book of the Reluctant Brides series. It includes spankings and rough, intense sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

    Interested only in satisfying his sexual needs casually and frequently, he has no intention of changing a thing about his life. Natalie Lambert is alone, broke, and new to the city when a chance encounter leaves her under the power and control of Marco Donati. As the story unfolds, tensions mount and trust is tested between two people who can't manage to stay away from each other.

    After witnessing its devastation, I’ve shied away from it,Until Atlas.I never thought I’d ignore the red flags and wave a white one.Surrendering to Atlas in the most delectable way,I didn’t realize he’d been playing me all alongUntil I found myself at his mercy.They say love can heal all wounds,But what about the scars left behind?AtlasI don’t know what love is. I’ve never been touched by its light or fallen into its depths,Until Ivy.When I see something I want, I take it.And right now, all I want is her.Each move I make is calculated and methodical,Until I have her exactly where I want her.By the time she realizes it’s a trap, it will be too late.She’ll never forgive me, and I’ll never set her free.But I feel no guilt, nor remorse.Not when I’ll own every inch of her; body, heart, and soul.And not even Ivy herself will stop me.Author note: If you’re looking for a White Knight, you might want to look elsewhere. Atlas is an Antihero in every sense of the word.This book plays with the darker side of love such as obsession, infatuation, and the power plays made to obtain it.*Coerce is a complete standalone novel*Triggers: It goes without saying that this book contains dark elements that some readers may find uncomfortable including offensive language, graphic violence, and sexual situations. All readers should be over 18 so I don’t have to answer any awkward emails from your parents or dodge pitchforks when I’m doing my weekly shopping.