All her adult life, she’d done what was expected—worked hard, went to school, cared for her aging grandfather, and ignored her own needs. Just once, she wanted someone to take care of her and bring her passions to life. But those deeper, darker desires seemed so forbidden without the right partner.Keith McLauren had spent years training for this moment. He was a Dom and a he’d finally found the perfect submissive. She might be his secretary but she’d never been at his beck and call. Could he make her his without ruining everything?

    Once, I had everything: power, looks, fame, an obscene amount of money, a trophy wife, and a beautiful little boy. Then, in a blink of an eye my enviable life was taken away.I was left with nothing except my dirty money and my heart of stone.I looked in the mirror and could not recognize myself. God had a sense of humor. I was ugly inside and now I was ugly outside too. It was divine justice.I retreated to my castle in Wales and allowed no one to come face to face with me. My staff carried out my instructions and asked no questions. The only thing left to me was to acquire more money that I would never spend.The months passed and I grew accustomed to my isolation. As I roamed about alone I even began to appreciate the darkness of my life. I lost interest in the world outside the thick walls of my castle. Nothing held any interest for me anymore.Until she came. Charlotte Conrad, the nanny.At the end of every evening we communicated through the intercom system. She kept me informed about the progress she was making with my son, Zachary.I was just an employer listening to his employee, but slowly, insidiously, I began to imagine her young body; soft and sensuous against mine.I wanted to take her. I wanted to hear her talk dirty to me.I wanted her to unleash the wild, unrestrained animal that was lurking inside me.I was becoming addicted... A Standalone Billionaire Romance. HEA Guaranteed.

    I really, really don’t.He’s egotistical, crass, and my patient’s owner—which makes him totally off limits. Yep, that’s right. He owns the wiener I’m currently working on. A wiener dog—get your dirty mind out of the gutter. I’ve also worked on his spoodle, his cocker-shitzu, and a cheagle—don’t ask. (And no, it’s not a sexual position.) It doesn’t help that he also represents most of my joint-owned veterinary practice’s small clientele. We’d only just opened the doors a few months ago, and in he strode with a yelping Taco Terrier. One haughty look at our sparkling new facilities, he’d demanded royal treatment, even though I was currently finger deep up a squalling tom cat. Ever since then, he expects me to serve him.Any time. All the time. Him and his revolving zoo of dogs. One of these days, I’m going to swat him for being such a pompous ass but I can’t deny the way he handles his charges makes me want to see past the ‘do as I say and don’t ask questions’ barking exterior. But then last week…he caught me staring at his um, cough, package. His bossy commands switched to a cocky smirk. He gave me permission to do something I promised myself I would never ever do.I can touch it.If I want…

    That’s what I am. My virginity auctioned off to gorgeous billionaire Connor Kenyon. His demands are simple. Do exactly what he wants, when he wants. No questions asked. I have no idea why he’s chosen someone like me —an everyday, average girl next door—when he’s famous for dating gorgeous sexual goddesses. He carries himself with an authority that goes beyond his twenty-six years, and his eyes are so blue they pierce me. He’s an American prince from a family with political connections, a golden boy who went to prep schools and Harvard, an entrepreneur who created an astoundingly successful business because of his brains and admirable drive—not because he was handed everything on a silver platter. The first time I meet him, his gaze is intense with a hunger that leaves me breathless. I flush with arousal at that first look, my most private place beating for him. But a man who would buy a woman’s innocence can’t be as perfect as Connor Kenyon seems. No, a man who would do something like that is bruised and broken beyond repair. And with every touch, every kiss, every demand, I’m realizing that he has the power to break me too…

    Nor was she prepared for the primal urges it released in her. Amery and Ronin were made for each other.When they married they were certain their future would be a fulfilling journey of love and passion. But happily ever after is never so simple. Six months later, while in Japan, Ronin is training with his sensei, while Amery is consumed by her own burgeoning career and a culture shock with which she is struggling to adapt.Now, from the heady pleasures of Tokyo bondage houses to the unyielding family traditions pulsing with every beat of Ronin's heart, Amery and Ronin find the limits of their relationship tested once again, and shocked to discover what they're willing to do in order to save it.Includes a preview of Unraveled, the upcoming novel in the Mastered series.

     Aiden is an alphahole and absolutely infuriating. You're going to effing love him! I'm Carly. A nice girl. A nice girl who has recently figured out that nice girls get the shaft. So, I've decided to become Carly 2.0 and say buh-bye Carly 1.0, the doormat. There's a problem, though. An alphahole is my new roommate and my CEO’s son. He’s also my boss and the alphahole is gunning to ruin me. Alphahole: A grade-A alpha male asshole. The epitome? Aiden Carmichael. Aiden wants to give me the shaft. In multiple ways, if you get my drift. Good thing the new me has decided to fight back and if push comes to shove, fight dirty. I'm Aiden. Alphahole. Or so the chick my father put in my corporate apartment and my department at the office calls me. Whatever. She's got spunk. And a great rack. She tries to come off as a badass, but I see right through the act. If she's gonna tangle with me, she'll be the one to get tied up in knots. It won't be me. I have no problem fighting and as far as I'm concerned, the dirtier the better.

    It's the one place she gets the firm direction and focused attention she craves to keep her whimsical thoughts in order. Offstage she feels out of place, forced to give up her girlish treasures and bombarded at every turn with adult responsibilities. But one missed dance cue in front of the intimidating theater owner could take all this away. Summoned to Rufus Kingsolver's office, Abby is terrified the darkly handsome, commanding man is about to end her dream. But Rufus has other ideas. He wants to be her Dom. He wants her to call him Daddy. Abby is shocked, but the spark of curiosity and taboo desire have her wanting more. Under Rufus's firm hand, they explore the erotic depths of their unconventional, yet beautiful, relationship. Abby is falling deeper in love with Rufus and the Little/Dom lifestyle, but it's not long before she comes face-to-face with her darkest fear—judgment from the outside world. Daddy knows best, but what if, this once, he can't protect her?

    She’s so desperate for fun, she accepts a ticket to what she thinks is a rave. When she finds everyone at a mansion playing board games, she thinks she’s been had…until she doesn’t win and learns that Richard, her host, has very special consequences for losing. If only she hadn’t been too vain to wear glasses, she’d have read the rules in the foyer and have a clue about what the players expect her to do next. But with tall, dark, and sexy Richard in charge, Lauren can’t bring herself to leave before she learns exactly what he has in store for her.

    Pour the sweet tea and get ready… “The best way to get over your sh**ty ex-fiancé is to get under a shiny new stud…” As soon as Mr. Tall, Blond, and Handsome walks into that bar, I know he’s the hook-up I need to get over stupid Cheater Kyle. A few stolen kisses in a dark hallway, and I’m pretty sure we’re headed for a home run—until he disappears without a trace.Whatever. Men are all snakes in the grass, and I don’t need a new one anyway.I resolve to forget about his perfect lips (and chest of steel) and instead focus on turning my Granny’s old beach house into a profitable B&B. What I don’t expect is for him to show up the next day in my kitchen!You see, my sexy mystery man is none other than Jax Roland, the drop-dead gorgeous home improvement star of The Right Stud, and he’s got an offer I can’t refuse.With a suitcase in one hand and a hammer in the other, he wants to move in and renovate my old house while he films his new show.But my roommate has secrets, and they threaten to rip our blossoming friendship—and possible love—apart. When push comes to shove, is Jax really The Right Stud or is he just another nail in the coffin of love?

    I was the one thing that stood in the way of Daddy’s testimony, and the one thing that could save Randall. The man would stop at nothing to get his hands on me. I was prepared for what was coming — as prepared as one could be when vanishing into the U.S. Marshal’s Witness Protection Program. I just wasn’t prepared for him. For ex-Navy SEAL turned mercenary Lake Freeman, escorting Lily Cross into the Witness Protection Program was just another job — until a better offer came along. Lake couldn’t have cared less about the life he’d been hired to protect. After all, she was a part of the very organization that had cost him so much already. At least he never expected to care. But when forced into a decision he never thought he’d have to make, the mission became one of survival for himself and his beautiful charge. Lake knew that in order to protect her, he’d need to bring the feisty and unpredictable Lily to heel — he couldn't keep her safe if he couldn't keep her under control. But that protective urge quickly turned into something else, something dark ... and his need to conquer, to claim, overrode all else. He would keep her safe. He would keep her protected. But he would make her his, as well. Now, all he had to do was figure out how to keep them both alive long enough to do it... Publisher's Warning: Intended for mature readers. 18 and over only! This is a MF BDSM romantic suspense. Themes include: graphic sexuality, pervasive D/s, exhibitionism, spanking, bondage, anal play and other BDSM activities. If such content might offend you, please do not purchase this book. Word count: 66,328 words

    One challenge. The Dad Bod Doms are ready to put the spark back in their relationships and prove their mettle. Gone are the days when Logan Hunt was a sleekly muscled, highly coveted Dom. Now he's got a dad bod, a busy life, and a cold bed. It's been months since he and his wife have had time for each other, never mind time to play at a club. When he and his best friends issue each other a challenge to put the D back in the Dom - and more importantly in his long-neglected wife - Logan decides to do whatever it takes to prove that a Dad Bod Dom can still rock his sub's world.The Dad Bod Doms Collection1. Logan by Golden Angel2. Henry by Raisa Greywood3. Ray by Maren Smith4. Faris by Shane Starrett

    Four firm hands to spank and tease, Two big daddies are what some brats need… She’s off limits in too many ways to count. Too young. Too untouched. Too much my deadbeat sister’s step-kid. Five-foot nine and one-hundred and eleven pounds of pure. F-ing. Temptation. She’s got no business living in this big old house with me and my best friend – two rough, hardened ex-marines more than twice her age. But she’s here, under my roof and under my rules. …and she’s breaking every one of them. Staying out late, flirting with boys, acting out, and being a royal brat every chance she gets. She’s been pushing her luck and getting away with murder the last month but that all stops now. Because in this house, we have rules, and it’s time Kenzie Gates learned what happens to bad girl who break the rules. This brat might need more than just a firm hand of discipline. Good thing there’s two of us… Buckle up and hold on tight, because we’re about to get filthy. This is quite possibly one of if not the dirtiest little book I’ve ever written. In fact, it’s the kind of book where you’d be mortified if your friends found out you were reading it. Trust me, I’m not gonna judge, but I thought you should be warned ;). Alpha as f**k, completely over-the-top, and sweet enough to make you melt. This mfm romance is all about her - no m/m. Safe, no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed. For a limited time, this new release edition contains additional content for further reader enjoyment, as a thank you for your support. Though the page-count below may show differently, Double Daddies is a novella-length book of approx. 40,000 words.

    Now he has to produce a fiancée in a matter of hours when they meet for dinner!It had always been Miranda’s priority to avoid Royston at all costs. He might be sexy, rich, and powerful, but he was also intimidating and demanding as the CEO of her company. When Royston catches and questions her in his office, he decides she’s just right for the role of fake fiancée. She’s beautiful, smart, can think on her feet, and she has a spark that captures his attention in all the right ways.Will she accept his real proposal to be his faux bride to be, and will their act become more than that?

    It doesn't matter who I swipe right on or how I mingle, every man I meet is garbage. How can such a big city be full of such pricks? Just when I think it can't get worse, one of my bad dates stalks me to my high rise apartment. He'd have gotten to me—hurt me—if my door man hadn't stopped him. Who is this guy? Has he always been so tough? And so... sexy? I never noticed it until now, but he's tastier than pancakes on a Sunday morning. Except good looks and chivalry do not a boyfriend make. Plus, if things go south like they always do, I'll have to walk by him every single day. I'm not moving-- rent in this city is outlandish. So I swear I won't get too close. Then we match online. Then he sexts me. Then I see just what he's packing in those trousers. Have a guess how this ends? Spoilers: I 100% end up in his bed. This is a standalone novel with a HEA and NO cheating! And as an exclusive bonus, I've put one of my most popular romances inside-- The Pool Boy! Penny Wylder writes just that-- wild romances. Happily Ever Afters are always better when they're a little dirty, so if you're looking for a page turner that will make you feel naughty in all the right places, jump right in and leave your panties at the door!

    And trust me when I say I never lose.I'm going to use my vast wealth and power to get her exactly where I want her.Who knows, I might even tell her who I really am.*** A steamy STANDALONE contemporary romance with a hot bad boy billionaire alpha. No cliffhanger, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after. Please note this contains a bonus book, both books are full length novels. The bonus books starts at 50%***