I couldn’t guarantee I’d be off the streets yet; in fact, I was sure I had more nights on park benches and behind Dumpsters ahead of me. But at least I’d get see my little girl again. I’d get to make new memories with her.It was on my way to my daughter that I met Adrian. A straitlaced history teacher who, according to his brother, had a habit of rescuing strays. Not that I bought the nice-guy act. Well, at first. His kind grins made me react weirdly. I felt it in my chest. This story takes place in Cara Dee’s Camassia Cove Universe, a fictional town where all books stand on their own, unless otherwise stated, and the reader can jump in wherever they want.

    Now? I was just accepted into the prestigious National Institute of Circus Arts of Montréal and moved to the other side of the Atlantic to attend their 10-month Intensive Program.The catch? Every term, the lowest ranking half of the class has to go home, and the best student wins a job at the legendary Cirque des Etoiles at the end of the year, guaranteeing a long, prosperous career as a performer.Will I be good enough to stay in the program until the end? Will the open relationship with my boyfriend help us overcome the distance? Will the connection with my flatmates be the end of it all or is it just the beginning?One thing is certain: the show must go on, and failure is not an option.Aerial is a steamy, fast-burn Reverse Harem Romance Novel intended for audiences 18+ only. It contains sex scenes with 2+ participants, MM, and other kinks. It ends with an HFN and no cliffhanger.

    Friend or Foe. Truth or Lie. Everything has a counterpart. There’s always another side to a coin and to a person. Though, with these boys, I’m not sure if there’s any light left in them. Maybe once upon a time they had a tender side. One that allowed mercy to lead their judgment… But that didn’t exist within them anymore. Something snuffed out their brighter side and I wanted to know what it was. They were the most stunning kind of men within the world’s standards. But I saw what the jaded eyes didn’t. Under their beauty lied beasts of suffering. I noticed, so my bullies made me their target. They lashed their anger out on me. My pain excited them. I should’ve ran. I should’ve been smarter than this… Yet, I couldn’t back down. I couldn’t let them win. With how messed up I was, part of me craved their cruelness. Longed for their attention—even if it was only negative. Whether this mistake ends me or not, I’ve never felt more alive. Now, it was just unraveling their secrets to help me win this sick and twisted game. *WARNING: Triggers for sexual and physical abuse.

    Carnage. Killing.The three Cs that make my life complete.I know killing technically doesn’t start with a C – but wouldn’t life be better if it did? Just like it would be better if the Devil was my boyfriend, Santa wasn’t a d*ck and I didn’t live under a bridge.I wished for my life to improve, but it didn’t. I was kidnapped, sold, sold again, stuck in a death game, sold AGAIN and now I’m living in a serial killer’s basement.Oh and there’s another dude down here who lives in a cage and doesn’t talk. I call him Dead Man on account of his soulless eyes. He either wants to kiss me or choke me out. I can’t decide which I want most.Anyways, my hot, tattooed, muscular insane Irish captor thinks I might make a good hit woman once he trains me up. Which is a freaking insult by the way as I’m already the best killer in town. Ask anyone. Except the cops. Don’t ask them or they’ll send me back to that creepy asylum where they gave me the crazy pills. But shh, that’s a secret. Want to know another one? I quite like it here. Every day is anarchy and that’s my favourite flavour.So I think I’m gonna join The Death Club and let my freak flag fly.This is a brand new dark menage series set in the same world as the Brutal Boys of Everlake Prep series with character crossover. Each series can be read independent of each other and the lead female character will end up with more than one love interest.

    I didn't get to say goodbye, I didn't get to explain to them that my dad had finally gone off the deep end.Of course, they wouldn't have understood anyway, we were only eight and I never told them how bad it had gotten. Maybe if I had I wouldn't be in this fucked up situation. I wouldn't of seen and done the things I've had to do in order to survive, maybe I would've even been able to stay with the boys I loved.Well jokes on me, life's thrown me yet another freaking curve ball and I'm going back, I'm going home but they're not boys anymore and although they've still got the traits of the boys I once loved, I don't know them like I used to. They sure as hell aren't going to remember me. I had to change a lot in order to protect myself and to survive. I'm so far away from who I used to be, I'd be surprised if they even recognized me, I sure as hell don't.I'm going to lose them all over again, and I barely survived losing them the first time.This is a medium burn contemporary reverse harem that will have some m/m.Warnings: Please be advised that this book contains dark themes, including abuse, violence and cursing. Additionally, sexual themes suitable for mature audiences 18+.All sex is consensual.

    Harbingers of the apocalypse. Destruction given form. Four of the sexiest—wait no—forget that. You get my point. So imagine my surprise when I find out everything I’ve ever been told, is a lie.But we’re getting ahead of ourselves here. Let’s start from the beginning.My name is Ruby Morningstar. I run a tattoo parlor in Portland with my bestfriend, have a pet raccoon, a crazy ex that stalks me, not to mention this one little thing… I’m a demon. Half-succubus, to be exact. For the last twenty-three years of my life, that’s the story I believed, but on the day a handsome stranger bails me out of jail my world is turned upside down, and suddenly I don’t know who I am anymore.Because the Four Horsemen aren’t the bringers of the apocalypse.I am.Talk about never catching a break.

    They never forgot me.Dad promised me we were safe, but I should've known that was just another one of his lies.The past always finds you, and mine finds me on my wedding day when four brutal, dangerous men drag me from the altar in a hail of gunfire.Four men who used to be four boys.Four boys I cared about.Four boys I left behind.They're not the same boys I knew though, and whatever we may have once been to each other, it doesn't matter anymore.Because they're only one thing to me now:My captors.Vicious Kings is book one of The Dark Elite series. This is a reverse harem new adult dark romance series that includes high steam, violence, and foul language.

    Julian: Enemy. Cousin. Best Friend. Something else?Lenny: Confused. Fascinated. Frustrated. Broken.Together, Julian and Lenny are the boy who smiles and the boy who falls.

    When a planned trip for the three of them goes awry, never in a million years did she think that it would end with her in the arms of five sexy strangers. Men who are more than willing to prove that she’s more than her own opinion of herself. A week alone in a remote cabin in the mountains puts more at risk than they all realize. Will they be able to keep their hands, and more importantly, hearts to themselves? Especially as the New Year brings them a surprise none of them are expecting.

    Running my own magic shop and making a living off my green witchcraft, I have no complaints. Sure, there’s my ex, who never understood the word ‘no’, but there’s also the lovable and eccentric townspeople who feel more like one huge extended family, and let’s not forget my boy-crazed Gran who keeps us all on our toes....But something has apparently been missing, and the stars take it upon themselves to correct the problem, dropping four sexy men at my door. Well, not literally. They move into the apartment above my shop, so I’m their landlord. Drawn in by these mages who blew into town on a work assignment, a whole different kind of magic starts to grow between us, but my powers are doing things they shouldn’t, and there’s also a pesky prophecy to unravel.Strange, unnatural things are brewing in Emerald Lakes, and I can’t ignore the sinking suspicion that something life-changing is headed my way.Discovering a whole new world of magic, I can only hope I don’t lose myself in the madness.This is a full-length romance novel. There is MM content. It ends on a cliffhanger and contains brief references to domestic violence and other themes that readers may find triggering.

    She’s going to be taken, hostage. But by whom? Locked in a cell with two men who have no choice but to share their treasure, Wendy is surprised to find…she likes being caught, as long it’s Klay and Ruger doing the trapping. Good thing, too. Because they aren’t letting her go.

    He came without warning. Without permission. I didn’t want him there, and a small part of me loathed his very existence. But then something changed. Overnight, he became everything to me. I loved him. I cherished him. He was mine. But they took him from me. They tore him from my life with such cruelty, my heart wept. My soul cried. For years I went without him. Until… He was back. And everything had changed. Our bond was deeper. Our needs greater. He was my addiction. But it was dangerous. Too dangerous to hold on to. Too dangerous to keep. Loving him like this wasn’t safe. Loving him… was wrong. **This book contains content of a taboo nature. Please heed warning**

    Only asinine peace, where my paintings don’t seem to paint themselves, leaving me with terrible feelings of premonition and a chill beneath my fingernails.”Seraph Black used to think that she was prepared for anything. She could last days without eating and she always walked away from the violent altercations with her father relatively unharmed. She survived working at the club and the drive to school every day in her mother’s rust-bucket of a car… but it all changed when Noah and Cabe came bulldozing into her life, careless of the precious secrets they picked apart in their quest to take over her world. She was even less prepared for the mysterious Miro and Silas, and nothing could have prepared her for the bond. The connection. The reason for it all. Someone wanted her to stay away from her new friends, but she wasn’t willing to do that.Everyone had secrets.She wanted to know theirs. They wanted to own hers. And the stalker?He seemed to know everything already.

    When his uncle’s health fails, Liam must come home at last to say his goodbyes. His days are spent at the hospice, leaving his nights to rake over the past. To fill those empty hours, he takes a job at Great Sin Ink. The close knit friendship of the workers there both intrigues and shakes Liam, who has spent the last four years keeping everyone at arm’s length. Neither Deb, the no-nonsense piercer, nor Goose, a manic tattoo artist, will let Liam get away with his isolationist ways for long.If it were just those two, Liam might have stood a chance -- but there’s also Ace, the owner of Great Sin. He hires Liam despite a thin resume, and that is a kindness Liam can’t forget. The two start up a tentative friendship, learning about each other as the summer days melt into each other. Slowly, Liam reveals a tender heart underneath the wall of quotes he uses to keep everyone out. Unfortunately, life doesn’t stand still, and both Liam and Ace have hard struggles before them that might break them up before they can even get together.

    Provide for me.They all become my... lovers?Slowly but surely, we all enter into a relationship with each other. Lines of love and hate blur as walls are broken down.But happiness is only a pipe dream in my world.Threats start. Unknown forces living right under our noses have other plans for us.I become a pawn in a game I'm not even aware of.So do they.Corruption collides with greed.So how do we fight a battle we aren't even aware of?It's simple.We lose.