Trapped between the possessive pirate captain and his murderous first mate, he must learn to adapt or he will lose himself completely. An epic tale of love, treachery and revelation, this first instalment of the Baal's Heart series brings you into the lives of three men so bound together by jealousy and lies that they must sail to the very ends of the earth to find forgiveness.Themes: Erotica, Historical Fantasy, Ménage, Enemies to Lovers, Polyamory

    But after she risks all of their lives with her careless disregard for their instructions, she quickly finds herself held in place by one stern Scotsman while her bare bottom is soundly spanked by the other.Reid Murray and Kendal McDonald were certainly not looking for a wife when they sought refuge in Moira's home, but her beautiful body's response to their firm-handed dominance and strict correction is as delightful as it is obvious, and they decide to make her their shared bride.Despite her shock at the scandalous nature of their marriage plans and their willingness to correct her behaviour in the most shameful of ways, when the two handsome Highlanders take her in their arms and claim her properly Moira is left spent and satisfied. But after her recklessness puts her in danger again, will her punishment be thorough enough to finally teach her obedience?Publisher's Note: Owned by the Highlanders includes sexual scenes and spankings. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

    Their eyes seemed to glow with a fierce golden light, moving more like beasts than men. I trembled, every hair on my flesh prickled in the age old response of the hunted. They were predators and I was prey. They entered the clearing and brought with them the smell of blood. Clad in furs and leather, bristling with weapons, they were warriors the likes of which I’d never seen. Huge, hulking forms, dark shapes pricked with those glowing pairs of eyes. I could not face them properly, for I was bound to a tree, in the middle of a wilderness, helpless as I waited to be sold to the Berserkers. *** When Brenna's father sells her to a band of passing warriors, her only thought is to survive. She doesn't expect to be claimed by the two fearsome warriors who lead the Berserker clan. Kept in captivity, she is coddled and cared for, treated more like a savior than a slave. Can captivity lead to love? And when she discovers the truth behind the myth of the fearsome warriors, can she accept her place as the Berserkers' true mate?

    Pushed to the fringes of society, she’s forced to break the law in order to help feed her family. When a castle guard catches her stealing bread, he intends to cut off her hand for the offense.Niall has just taken the throne and is determined to prove he isn’t a monster like his father. Awakened by the cries of a gypsy, he spares her from the guard’s blade and takes her as his slave instead. When he learns she doesn’t understand the kingdom’s carnal ways, he becomes determined to strip her of all inhibitions until her every desire is in service to the king’s pleasure.Word Count: around 21,000 Warnings: This book contains master/slave, group sexual activity, mild sadomasochism, oral and anal play, exhibitionism, and voyeurism.

    When their easy companionship grows into love, they learn that Edgar's progressively debilitating disease could be passed on to his children. As their joy turns to despair Edgar finds a solution. If he can't get her with child he knows just the man who can. But will Emily agree to his plan?Angus MacNeill, Lord Callander's groom, thinks Emily married Edgar for his title, his money and the security he can give her. And when Edgar approaches him with a very unusual request Angus questions his master's motives. Still, it doesn't stop him from accepting Callander's terms - it's the only way he can be with Emily, even if only until she conceives.Deeply in love with Edgar, Emily will do anything he asks of her. But she never suspected he'd ask something like this! Despite Edgar's reassurances she worries that his plan could destroy their marriage rather than strengthen it. And when she makes her choice, Emily wonders if there's room enough for two men in her heart - and in her bed.

    The time has come for the widow Louisa, Lady Brookingston, to move on, but she refuses to remarry at the cost of shaming her late husband’s memory. Their six years together were wedded bliss—even if a war injury prevented him from fulfilling his marital duties. Only one woman can help Louisa: Madame Rouge, the discreet proprietress of a club where London’s elite explore their wildest fantasies. Geoffrey, the Marquess of Swanston, has no intention of agreeing to deflower an anonymous virgin. But when Madame Rouge tempts him with the absolute power he’ll have over a woman who knows nothing of carnal delights, he’s intrigued. Control is the one thing he cannot resist—and control is what he loses during his night with the blindfolded beauty. He longs to take her further, to leave his mark upon her perfect behind, but the mystery woman refuses to see him again. Instead Geoffrey reluctantly agrees to take a wife, the widow of his dear friend, Lord Brookingston—fating them both to a wicked surprise. Mastering the Marquess is an erotic romance intended for mature audiences. Includes a special message from the editor, as well as excerpts from other Loveswept titles.

    She's rich, spoiled, rude and obnoxious. She's also just been signed up for the BDSM ride of her life - without her consent. An intensive training course at the Albrecht Stables is not what it appears to be and training to become a human pony was not on Jenny's to-do list.The trouble is, how do you escape when you're tied up, gagged and constantly sexually aroused? Which Master or Mistress do you turn to for rescue? And what do you do if you suspect you might actually be enjoying yourself?This is Jenny's adventure into the world of BDSM and pony play. She's about to find out just how much effort it takes to become a pony girl and that she has no choice but to excel in every aspect of her training or she may never stand a chance of being released from her bondage.Book One features Jenny's abrupt induction, where she finds herself being stripped naked, medically examined and intimately measured for her new uniform - as a pony girl.

    Stranger still, the room is decorated as though it were meant for a small child but the bed is adult-sized. Her curiosity turns to shock when she discovers that not only is the nursery attached to a large stately home, but a man named Edward lives in the house and has apparently been expecting her. To make matters worse, when Kathryn demands an explanation of the situation, Edward merely pulls her over his lap, bares her bottom, and spanks her soundly. Lord Edward, the Earl of Kendrick, and Doctor Phillip Gates live together at Ferngrove Manor as both close companions and lovers. While they find deep happiness in their relationship, both men desire a woman to share and enjoy together, and thus they elected to contact Miss Pritchard’s Training School for Little Ladies in America to ask that a woman be sent to them. Though Edward and Phillip find the circumstances of Kathryn’s arrival odd, from the moment they meet her they are completely smitten by her beauty and her obvious need for discipline. She seems confused about some of the details of her contract with them, probably as a result of falling ill during her journey from America, but both men are confident in Phillip’s abilities as a doctor. It may require more than one thorough, intimate examination and a variety of treatments which Kathryn will no doubt find quite humiliating, but she’ll be healthy in no time. As she learns to be a good girl for Edward and Phillip—with the help of a bare-bottom spanking whenever she misbehaves—Kathryn finds that their firm discipline and loving care soothe a part of her that she’s kept hidden away her entire life. But is she truly prepared to leave behind her life in the twenty-first century and become their little girl? Publisher’s Note: Shared and Examined includes spankings, sexual scenes, age play, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

    Bills were piling up, adding up to more money than I could ever make. Mom's hospital bills. My baby brother's tuition. My tuition. Rent. Electricity. All of it on my shoulders. And I had just lost my job. There was no hope, no money in my account, no work to be found. And then, just when I thought all hope was lost, I found an envelope in the mail. No return address. My name on the front, my address. Inside was a check, made out to me, in the amount of ten thousand dollars. Enough to pay the bills and leave me some left over to live on until I found a job. Enough to let me focus on classes. There was no name on the check, just "VRI Inc.," and a post office box address for somewhere in the city. No hint of identity or reason for the check or anything. No mention of repayment, interest, nothing…except a single word, on the notes line: "You." Just those three letters.If you receive a mysterious check, for enough money to erase all your worries, would you cash it?I did.The next month, I received another check, again from VRI Incorporated. It too contained a single word: "belong."A third check, the next month. This time, two words. Four letters. "To me."The checks kept coming. The notes stopped. Ten thousand dollars, every month. A girl gets used to that, real quick. It let me pay the bills without going into debt. Let me keep my baby brother in school and Mom's hospice care paid for. How do you turn down what seems like free money, when you're desperate? You don't. I didn't.And then, after a year, there was a knock on my door. A sleek black limousine sat on the curb in front of my house. A driver stood in front of me, and he spoke six words: "It's time to pay your debt."Would you have gotten in?I did.It turns out $120,000 doesn't come free.

    And maybe everyone wants what they can’t have, but I should’ve thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world.Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes.Number Two is mostly gentle. But it’s the other side of him I like best. The wild side.Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg.It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That’s it. That’s all it was supposed to be. A trip into the dark. A peek into the forbidden.I just didn’t expect to like them.*****I heard the door open and close and said nothing. And the footsteps coming down the hallway towards the bedroom. I even heard him say, “Hey.” So softly. “You awake?” Like he didn’t want to wake me.I listened as he stepped into the closet. There was that slick sound a man makes when he pulls his tie through his shirt collar. I heard the unclasping of his watch. The jingle of his belt buckle and the shuffle of his pants as they dropped to the floor.I even heard his moan as he stood over me. I could feel his shadow from the streetlamp outside like it was heat.Then the bed creaked, the mattress sank. And his warm, hard body straddled me.Still, I said nothing.I just buried my face in the sweet scent of the pillow and closed my eyes, feigning sleep.“Rochelle,” he whispered, leaning over me. His fingertips gently brushed the hair away from my shoulder. His mouth pressed against my skin. “Did you miss me? God, I’ve missed you. Two weeks is too long. We need to renegotiate.”He nipped my neck. Kissed it. Licked my ear as he positioned himself to begin.And I said… nothing.Even though my name is not Rochelle. That’s why I’m here. Tied up and gagged inside the closet. Sitting in the dark as three men on the other side of the door argue about where Rochelle went, why I was in her bed, and what they should do next.I should be scared but I’m not.I should be screaming, but I won’t.Because this just feels very, very right.And the only thing on my mind is… what will happen next?

    Ruthless. Stone Cold Killer.That’s me. I destroy anything in my path to get what I want.Then she showed up. Olivia Bell. She’s sweet and innocent, and in the wrong place, at the wrong time. Now she’s mine. My property. I own her. Given to me as a bargaining chip.She’s not a part of my plans, but plans change. Her pouty lips and gorgeous curves beg me to break her. Taking her lush curvy body, and ravaging it for all its worth would be easy, but I want to earn her submission. It’s addictive. I want it. I want her.They wanted me to break her. I am. And I’m enjoying it. Now they want to take her from me. Over my dead body.Let them come for us. I’ll kill them all.By the time I’m done, everyone will know. She belongs to me.**This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating**

    If his slavery will save his father’s kingdom, then he will be a slave and submit to every indignity the warlord and the senate of Segasa require of him. He can live with the shame; it’s the mind-blowing pleasure that frightens him.But the warlord wants more than a tribute who will respond eagerly to whips and bondage. The warlord might just want the man underneath: the prince, the soldier and the tribute, if Kynon can figure out who that is. On an enforced journey of self-discovery, Kynon learns that being the warlord’s tribute isn’t just about submission. And, to be the tribute that Brasius wants him to be, Kynon will have to defy all the traditions of Segasa and risk the wrath of the senate that really holds his chains.Publisher's Note: This book is primarily LGBT m/m but contains one or more scenes of m/f sexual interaction. It also contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: strong BDSM theme and elements, dubious consent, violence. Readers with a history of rape or sexual abuse may find elements of this story disturbing.

    Worse, she's been saddled with the brutish Carlo Castellan as her bodyguard for the last night of Bacchanal. There's only one thing to do: escape to the fabled House of the Severille...The imperious Lady Lucrezia expects to sate herself by dominating some poor house slave. What she gets instead is the harsh touch of a Severille Master who will stop at nothing to make the Lady submit.Excerpt below......Lucrezia had never been one to hide. She'd never felt the need. Hidingwas what one did when one wasn't sure of one's place in the world, andshe had always been quite sure of her place at the top. Suddenly she wasn't sure of anything. After a moment of stunned hesitation, Lucrezia had immediately fled toan unoccupied bench in a relatively secluded corner of the courtyard,partially obscured by the greenery of several tall, foreign lookingplants. She had thought to collect herself, and find a way to explainher mistake -- she was not a slave, and didn't know the first thing aboutsubmission to anything -- but there was no escape from the sights andsounds of the Severille: on the other side of the mottled green curtainwas a woman having sex with two men at once on a bench much like the oneLucrezia occupied. One of the men kept slapping the woman's reddenedbuttocks as he drove into her asshole from behind, while the other tookher pussy from below. She was crying unintelligibly with near constantpleasure.Once more, Lucrezia could not look away."How amusing," a deep voice rumbled behind her. She tried to turn toface the intruder, but a heavy hand grabbed her shoulder and kept herstill while a rougher hand clasped between her legs from behind. She gasped in shock, but did not move. She did not even speak. The sudden, bright fire from the hand between her legsseemed to blot out all words."Don't you know that those who hide in plain sight only wish to befound?" the voice continued, and she realized it was muffled by a mask.Still, it was resonant and rich, and with the calm authority of someonewho is rarely disobeyed. She opened her mouth to speak, but whoever hadtrapped her began to rub his fingers along the length of her slitthrough the thin fabric of her undergarment, and Lucrezia lost her wordsonce more. She felt herself begin to melt into him, and heard himchuckle softly."Do not move. Do you understand?""Yes," she heard herself say, and nearly choked on it.The man moved his hand from her shoulder to her breast, first over thesoft, expensive leather, then with impatience reaching under the topspiece to seize her naked flesh. He kneaded her breast until she leanedinto him, rolling her nipple between his fingers, massaging her pussywith his other hand. He pinched her nipple, hard, and laughed as shesquealed."Yes," the voice said, "you will do." He spun her around to face him. He was wearing a full black mask ofsmooth lacquer, his full mouth and stubbled chin all that was visible,and he was smiling. His dark eyes shown through the holes in his maskwith a kind of amused certainty, as Lucrezia imagined a cat might lookat a struggling mouse. What's more, he was powerfully built, with abroad frame wrapped in thick muscle, and shirtless to the waist. Hischest was dusted with fine dark hair, trailing all the way down to hisbelt. Just the sight of him was arousing. He reached out and tipped herchin up to him, taking a look at her blushing cheeks and wet lips. Thenhe grabbed her between the legs again, and drew her close. "This is now mine," he said....The Lady Submits is a 12,000 word erotic historical fantasy novelette featuring strongBDSM themes. If you don't like bondage, leashes, public display andhumiliation, or alpha male doms who brook no dissent, then this probablyisn't for you. Otherwise...enjoy. ;)

    But then her sanctuary is overrun by Viking raiders, and innocent Eadyth finds herself captive to two fierce Norse chieftains, each of them a mouth-watering specimen of handsome, virile masculinity.Blond, earnest Hjalmar and hot, dark, bad-boy Leif are brothers in search of a new home after being unfairly banned from their own country. They’ve always shared everything -- including women. When they learn that their beautiful prisoner is an heiress, Eadyth’s captivity becomes an exercise in seduction, with the brothers competing for her hand in marriage.The Viking pair’s amorous abilities are more than equal to their skill as warriors. As each seeks to outdo his brother in pleasuring their prospective bride, the inexperienced Eadyth soon learns that while having one superb lover is wonderful, having two of them--at the same time--provides sensual delights far beyond anything she might have imagined.Now that she knows what she’d be missing, turning away either one of her ardent suitors seems a tragedy. But her uncle has not given up his plans to seize her property, and settling down with one of the brothers is the only way for Eadyth to regain her lands and protect her people. Can she find a solution that will preserve her estate -- and satisfy her would-be husbands?This smoking-hot M/F/M historical romance is a standalone work (no cliffhangers) intended for mature readers.

    Then, without warning, Amelia found herself falsely accused of a terrible crime and forced to flee for her life into the vast, dangerous forest outside her village. Alone, terrified, and pursued by both man and beast, the end seemed near for Amelia… until she fell from a tree into the arms of a towering hulk of a man and fainted in panic.She is pleasantly surprised to awaken in a warm, soft bed in an ancient castle deep in the forest, and she is even more surprised when she learns that her rescuer, Trent, and his brother, Gavin, are the lords of this castle, but the truly shocking revelation comes when the barbarian brothers inform her that she has been promised to them by the Goddess and that she is to be their wife.Like all men of their kind, Trent and Gavin were born as twin brothers, and the magic of their people will bind them forever to their chosen mate. With the promise of the Goddess backed up by fierce desire for the beautiful Amelia, both brothers are delighted to claim this unspoiled maiden as their own. The brothers are fully prepared to teach their new bride obedience, and they know that nothing will impart that lesson better than a good, hard spanking on her bare bottom.Amelia wants to hate Trent and Gavin with every fiber of her being, but their firm discipline is coupled with kindness, concern, and a deep and powerful love that she never imagined she would experience from any man, let alone two great warriors who are both so handsome it nearly takes her breath away. Though it fills her with shame, when the time comes for them to claim their beautiful new wife—each in turn and then both at once—she cannot help but yearn to be taken long and hard.Publisher’s Note: Claiming Their Maiden is an erotic novella that includes both consensual and non-consensual spankings, anal play, graphic sexual scenes including threesomes, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.