What you didn't know was that I was breaking mine too.I thought they’d be enough–my husband and my son. That I’d get home and everything would go back to the way it was . . .Before the war. Before the ambush. Before you.But, no matter how hard I try, I can’t erase the trauma we shared. I can’t seem to forget the way my heart beat in time with yours. The truth is I’m lost without you.I thought the nightmare was over when they pulled us from that hole in the ground, but nothing could have prepared me for the war I’d face at home.I know it’s selfish of me to ask, but, please, I have to see you one last time. . .All my love, Scottie

    Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite, scorching and branding your very soul before you’ve taken that first breath. You’re never given a chance to run from it. That’s how I’d describe what happened to us.Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch… The chase and the heat between us became addictive.Our nights together were a distraction; one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us.We should have paid attention; we should have known that it would come to this.We both knew it couldn’t last, but that didn’t change what we desired most. All we wanted was each other…

    He was the artist upstairs with the tantalizing smile and laughing eyes.He was the devil inviting me to sin, seducing me to dance in the bright moonlight.He was desire and need.When he touched me, my body sang. My soul came alive.But I belonged to another man, and he didn't want to let me go.

    And morning and evening, the beautiful commuter acknowledges him—just like she does everyone else on the platform. But Blake Hartt is not like the others . . . he’s homeless. Memories of a broken childhood have robbed him of peace and twisted delusions into his soul. He stays secluded from the sun, sure the world would run from him in the harsh light of day. Each day, Livia McHugh smiles politely and acknowledges her fellow commuters as she waits for the train to the city. She dismisses this kindness as nothing special, just like her. She’s the same as a million other girls—certainly no one to be cherished. But special or not, she smiles every day, never imagining that someone would rely on the simple gesture as if it were air to breathe.

    It cut through my dreams, letting me know what was to come. A monster, a DEMON… and he was hunting for me. The world was crumbling and still, all I could think about was him.The news said it was an accident, that no one ever meant for such a thing to happen. But there was no way to undo what had been done. The fabric between realities was tearing open, pulling people in. Flickers, they called them—ever expanding from the epicenter. Some people flocked towards it, but I wanted to run. They brought me closer to the demon. Every time I closed my eyes, he was there. I’d walk into an empty room and smell his scent, haunting me.I thought perhaps I’d lost my mind, that the state of things had pushed me over the edge. My demon was becoming more real than the last bits of humanity fading around me. More and more people vanished every day, yet this demon was the only one I missed—a creature I’d never met, one that should strike fear in my heart and make my blood run cold. Instead, a part of me felt like I’d always been waiting for him. A part of me was ready… to fall into his DEMON REALM.

    My father, Damon Fox or "Preacher", the President of the infamous "Silver Demon's" motorcycle club -mother chapter- in East Village, New York City, was doing a five-year stint for aggravated assault and battery with a deadly weapon. It was not the first time my father had been in prison and it wouldn't be the last. The Silver Demon's MC was a notorious group of criminals who lived by the code of the road and gave modern society and all it entailed a great big f**k you."Never forget the day Eva came bouncin' into my f**ked up life, shakin' pigtails, singin' Janis, wearin’ chucks and sharin' peanuts and straight up stole any decency I had left which wasn't a whole lot but she f**kin' took it and I've been hers ever since."

    After fifteen months of captivity, finally… she is free.TWO FRIENDSSelf-made millionaires JD and Ark are not out to save anyone when they stumble upon a wet and shivering girl one early Sunday morning. But when you sell sex for a living and salvation rings your bell… you answer the call.THREE SOULMATESAfter years of searching, love lifts the veil of darkness, and three people—with three very big secrets—find themselves bound together in a relationship that defies the odds.Or does it?Love. Lust. Sex. This trinity might be perfection… but not everything should come in 3’s.WARNING: This is a STANDALONE non-traditional M/F/M ROMANCE with a non-traditional ending.

    She is every name everyone has ever called her. She is nameless. She has a good job, a beautiful home and a wonderful husband. She is everything she was supposed to be. She has structure and stability, but she is lost.She is trying. Her whole life is spent trying; yet her whole life has been nothing but an apology. She is so tired of trying and failing.In just one week, she learns her entire life is a series of brutalities. She learns intense, consuming passion for the first time with a beautiful stranger. She learns love within this passion, and she learns heartbreak while without.Slowly her breakdown overcomes her. She tries to rise above her circumstances, but when she has nothing left to fight with; she tries to ease the pain forever.Desperately, she fights her way through the agony of life, and she returns with a gentle hope. She wants to live, and she wants to love, for the first time in her life. Now, she has a name. Now, she can be 'her'... Any HER that she wants to be.

    Emalyn Spicer has lived with it for a long time. She thinks it goes back further than her memories do. She knows it goes back further than the OCD.When she arrives at college, her OCD's and the lonely refuse to let her have her wish to be normal. When she meets Sebastian and starts to fall for him, she lets herself believe it's possible to outrun the things chasing her from the past. But how to you get away from the things inside of you? How do you run from yourself?Just as she gives up and succumbs to the lonely, the unthinkable happens. She finds herself once again trapped in the dark, once again held against her will.This time she meets the lonely head on. In the darkest corners of her mind, she discovers there is more to her world than she ever imagined. She discovers that the lonely was there for her, protecting her from herself and her secrets.How far would you go to find yourself?This is a dark and captivating novel, tread lightly

    Salvation comes at a price – my body and my mind. He means to break my spirit while she desecrates my body. The Preacher: She is perfect to take the place of our last pet. So ripe for the picking – needy – sad. She deserves this, they all do. The Preacher's wife: He brought me home a new toy. Sullying her will be my pleasure. Breaking her – that is all him. He enjoys the challenge of seeing the fight leave their eyes. How far would you go to survive when your captor is intent on bringing you to his own personal Hell? Would you fight or give in and be truly Forsaken? ***WARNING*** This book is intended for mature audiences. If you have certain triggers, this is not the story for you.

    Her greed made me a slave and circumstance left me with no way to escape.Trapped, the only way I could silence the nightmares driving me to insanity was to wrap them in color, hold them with shadow, and stitch them to negative space with line.But no matter how bright the pigments, no one could see my confession.Except for Roy Callahan.I thought he was just another nameless one-night stand in a long line of many. But I was wrong. Roy could see past the façade of my life and through the veil color over the canvas. He could see what the world couldn’t.And with him I’d find the courage to tell the truth about the boy.The boy who kissed me.The boy who loved me.The boy whose name I couldn’t remember.

    It is a dark romance and contains content some readers may find disturbing. I once was Erin, fierce and strong,But now she's gone, I don't belong. He wants my heart, but it's not mine. I've hidden it, and now can't findThe soul it once took solace in.All that's left is pain and sin. But still, my dark knight keeps me here. To live in hate and dread and fear. So what will happen once he knows,The more he hurts me, the more I grow? The faster I flourish in the dark,The harder I fight to leave my mark. When his mind swallows me whole,When he finds my heart as black as coal,Will he save me from his hell,Or remind me just how hard I fell? I once was Erin, fierce and strong. Now this pitch black world is where I belong. I've waved the girl I was goodbye.Now I am his Butterfly...

    Kidnapped and held prisoner by the psychotic serial killer, they spend years in captivity, lost to the world. Resolute in seeking freedom, Jade finally manages to escape the clutches of the brutal monster of a man and his sadistic torture. But it comes at a devastating price. Macy is left behind. Years later, and now a detective herself, Jade is determined to hunt down her kidnapper and finally free her sister. She soon learns, after a string of new murders with an eerie familiarity…She's not the only one on the hunt.Her past is about to catch up with her. And Benny is a lot closer than she thinks.This is a dark title with adult themes.

    Seven authors.Seven new families.Seven taboo romance stories.Get lost in this set of brand-new, never before released, forbidden romance tales.TAKE A CHANCE on KENJI while facing the RIVALRY and DECEIT of the secrets that the forbidden can hide.From the BURIED TRUTHS that uncover HARLEY’S AERO, and time spent with the COTERIE, you'll find that a family's love is forever and always.A Family Affair Volume 2 is a gripping collection of taboo romance stories that will have you turning the pages non-stop.

    My body betraying what my mind knows is wrong.And now, the one person I know can save me, is also the last person I ever wanted to see again—Detective Grayson Bowers.Welcome to Ever After…AUTHOR NOTE: This book contains scenes about sex trafficking and forced intercourse. This book is for mature audiences.