Marked as a mate. I knew it was a bad idea to come into the quarantine zone. But I never expected to find myself chained to a tree as bait. A piece of meat to lure the Alphas in. Soon my body will go into estrus, filling the air with pheromones. I’ll be unable to hide my body’s urgent need. I know exactly what will happen then. I’ve studied the stories about the cataclysm. The beasts will descend upon me, craving my omega flesh. They will claim me. They will use me in the most shameful ways imaginable. They will share my body for their savage pleasure. And I will love it. Howls at the edge of the forest. More than one. They are almost here. My time is almost up... Marked Omega is the first part of a reverse harem omegaverse romance series. The novel can be read as a standalone. There is no cheating and a well-deserved HEA awaiting the characters at the end of their journey. Enjoy!

    Sure, on the surface it was perfect. Her abductors were huge, hot and members of a race of supernaturals that were rumoured to be extinct.The Manix. Even the name was terrifying.But someone needed to update their definition of extinct, because they were cluttering up her kitchen, looking at her with desperation that had little to do with sex and everything to do with something more life altering. They insisted she held the key to their survival. They said she was an Omega and they needed to do all sorts of freaky things with her to ensure the continuation of their species.Naja wasn’t against getting a little freaky, but there was a line a sane person wouldn’t cross, but the Manix? They jumped across that line with rippling abs and both feet.However, the Manix were the least of her problems right now. Naja’s life was haunted by something worse than the boogeyman; a monster that leaves flowers on her doorstep like he was putting a tribute on her grave.The Manix may be terrifying, but could they salvation from the very thing that’s chasing her?Or will they be too late to save the only female Omega they will ever find?Manix is a Reverse Harem Omegaverse Standalone with MPREG. Contains M/M goodness.

    Warning: This is my steamiest book yet. Like…super steamy. You’ve been warned. Welcome to the Society…

    Carry on. An ass you could bounce a quarter off of. That’s the sight that greets me of my new roommate as he f*cks a blonde on the kitchen table. That’s right before I get an eyeful of his giant cock. Cue wet panties. Oh, and did I mention he’s a Navy SEAL? One semester. That’s as long as I have to last—and then I’m gone, graduated, off into the real world. But can I survive that long without becoming … his plaything?

    My mother’s marriage to Vincent Sharpe meant security and three stepbrothers who were already my best friends. But Mom’s mysterious death one week before the wedding turned my world upside down. The day of her funeral, I was whisked away to live with my aunt in Kansas, and I never heard from the Sharpes again... Until a devastating tornado leaves me destitute. Now, Vincent is offering me the opportunity of a lifetime—he’ll pay for my tuition and expenses at an exclusive university. All I have to do is move back in with him and his sons. Knowing this is my one chance to discover what really happened to my mother, I grudgingly accept. But if I thought living in the same house with a potential murderer was going to be my biggest obstacle, I couldn’t have been more wrong. Leo, Hayle, and Tristin Sharpe are no longer the boys I remember. They're all grown up, with the adult attitudes, tensions, and sex appeal to prove it. They aren’t my problem anymore. Yet, somehow, they keep drawing me into their web of drama. I might be the only person who can fix what’s broken between them. But I don't trust that they won't shatter me in the process.  *The Lonely Souls trilogy is a contemporary reverse harem series inspired by the main characters in The Wonderful Wizard of Oz...except, this version of Dorothy and her friends is a little twisted.

     That day I learned cruelty wasn’t only within the walls we had just escaped. It hasn’t been easy growing up in the middle of a war. A struggle to find shelter. Fighting to protect our bodies against the corruption of the streets. Nobody cared about the street kids who had to beg and steal to eat. Now we are the Portland Street Kings – A family forged through loyalty not blood. To get through this life of broken dreams alive, we’ve become hard, uncaring and merciless. We do what must be done to keep our family safe, we will harm those who stand against us.  We have it all, feared and respected by those on the streets. Then she collided into my world, and with her came demons from my past, back to haunt us all.

    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...

    But then one day, he vanished, leaving me lost and alone.I was devastated.Years later, just when I thought I had put the pieces of my life together, my world splintered apart again. Everything I thought I knew about my biological father and Mason’s role in my life? Turns out, it was all a lie. Every. Last. Word.Now Mason’s back.However, he offers no excuses, no explanations. He just wants me to be what he claims I’ve always been: his little girl.But the ache inside me won’t be denied. The longing I feel isn’t one of a little girl who misses her father.No.I need Mason to be more than just a father figure.More than a loving protector.I need him to be my Daddy.***Author's Note: The word “Dark” is in the title for a reason, folks. Please read responsibly...Brace yourself for a twisted, forbidden romance so deliciously devious, it'll tie you up by your heartstrings and then drag you along for the ride. If you’re a fan of forbidden love pairings, broody, protective Daddy figures, and contemporary Gothic vibes, then this book was tailor-made for your Kindle.However, please be aware that this novella contains depictions of sexual activity within a highly taboo relationship dynamic, in addition to brief discussions of past sexual abuse.If you are uncomfortable with any aspect of the above description, I recommend you sit this one out.

    Ordered to protect her, Aleksei will do anything to possess her as well—on his own wicked terms.Rules are made to be broken…Grad student Natalie Porter had barely recovered from her first sight of the dark and breathtaking Sevastyan before the professional enforcer whisks her away to Russia, thrusting her into a world of extreme wealth and wanton pleasures. Every day under his protection leads her deeper under his masterful spell.Are you ready to play?Yet all is not as it seems. To remove Natalie from an enemy’s reach, Sevastyan spirits her into hiding. From an opulent palace in Russia to the decadent playgrounds of the mega-wealthy in Paris, the two lovers will discover that even their darkest—and most forbidden—fantasies can come true...

    When the opportunity arose, she settled in horse and wine country. Experiencing more than her fair share of tragedy and loss, she had plans for her future, one where failure wasn’t an option. And not just because people and cows were counting on her. She’d poured everything she had into her struggling vineyard, because once she’s in, she’s all in. After giving himself wholly to the job for ten years, Crew Vega was done. He’d fulfilled his commitment, done his duty, gone above and beyond to settle the score. And the score was high. All he had to do was train his replacements and he’d be out for good. He had a plan, one that didn’t include getting involved with his new neighbor, a woman who not only kept cows for pets, but treasured her employees as family, and understood him better than anyone ever had before. But when he learned a high level CIA target being investigated for treason was keeping tabs on her? No, he never planned on that. And like everything Crew Vega did in life, when he goes in, he’s all in. Warning: I’m a devout member of the mama club and don’t want to get kicked out by angry mamas. If you aren’t eighteen, turn around, go drink your milk and eat your veggies, it’s good for your bones. And go to bed early, you’re still growing, your body needs sleep. And don’t text and drive. And be nice, sit with the kid who sits alone at lunch. And read a PG-13 book, it’s good for your brain. And go tell your mama you love her. Chop-chop, run along now. I’ll see you back when you’re eligible to vote.

    Defy is a prequel to Vicious (Sinners of Saint #1). It is recommended, but unnecessary, to read Defy before reading Vicious.First included in Hot for Teacher Anthology: 19 Stories Filled with Lust and Love.My name is Melody Greene, and I have a confession to make.I slept with my student, a senior in high school.Multiple times.I had multiple orgasms.In multiple positions.I slept with my student and I enjoyed it.I slept with my student and I’d do it all over again if I could turn back time.My name is Melody Greene, and I got kicked out of my position as a teacher and did my walk of shame a la Cersei Lannister from the principal’s office, minutes after said principal threatened to call the cops on me.My name is Melody Greene, and I did something bad because it made me feel good.Here is why it was totally worth it.

    RobinsonI once read that every warrior hoped an honorable death would find him. I always went looking for mine, but not even the Reaper wanted me.I was trained to kill. I was trained to not ask why. To take orders and just march in line. Hooah motherfucker. Life or death.Ride or die.And I’m not only talking about the military. I’m talking about the life that led me on the road to nowhere.My life.I fought for my brothers. I fought for my family. I fought for my country. And I fought for her…Never realizing I might die for them too.