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When Evan Sterling discovered Estera Roberts lurking in the shadows of his father's mansion in Charlestown he thought she was a trespasser and a thief.
But not the kind he had feared...
She stole his young heart, making it impossible to love another. When his father told him he had to court and marry the daughter of a business associate to save their empire, he refused until his father made him witness him and Estera having sex. With his young heart shattered, he went after Estera to confront her only to discover she was gone.
Years later, and now married, he attended a friend's bachelor party and found a hauntingly familiar figure amongst the masked seductresses. Intoxicated, and having no inhibition, he cornered her, insisting on a private dance at any cost.
Having gotten his way to have her alone, Evan unveiled the mask dancer and wasn't surprised to find it was Estera.
A heated exchange led to a passionate encounter, and now Evan knew his father, Edward, had deceived him. But when he woke up the following day he found Estera gone. Confused and upset he went back to Charlestown for answers, but even with the truth shattering his entire existence, he knew he could not dare to go after Estera because he could not give her the forever after she deserved.
When a health crisis forced him to rush his wife to a hospital in New York, he saw Estera with a child that was a mirror image of himself. The event exposed a deeper sinister plot much more than he could ever imagine. And now he doesn’t only have to contend with his family and in-laws, but also Estera’s sexy boss, who seems to have a hold on her as well.

I walked into the security director’s office and shut the door.

“You’re here on time?” My best friend Corey rolled his eyes. “What am I supposed to be doing for you again? Stalking some woman you met?”

“It’s not stalking.”

“Whatever you call it, it’s highly illegal. But since you said it was love at first sight, I guess I can make an exception.”

“First of all, it’s not love. Second of all, I don’t even know who she is.”

“So, why am I hacking into the security footage of Pacific Bay Lounge at seven in the morning?”

I sighed. “Because you’re my best friend and an employee. Don’t act like this is against your morals or something, Corey. You do this all the time.”

“I do, huh?” He laughed. “What’s the time frame?”

“New Year’s Eve between eleven thirty and midnight.”

He began typing away at his keyboard and the twenty massive screens that covered his office wall began to illuminate in grids and static.

My eyes focused on the screens that were now showing people walking in and out of the lounge. “She was wearing a short black dress. Is there any way you could color code this thing by clothes or search for people by their hair color? She’s a redhead.”

He looked at me and raised his eyebrow. The screens started to show the pier action in slow motion. People were lounging on couches, drinking beers, and dancing next to the speakers.

“Wait.” I stepped closer to the screens. “That’s her. Pause it.”


Olivia is almost forty and Jason is younger-a lot younger. She is divorced because her former best friend was pregnant with her now former husband's baby. Jason Ice is a gorgeous billionaire with an appalling childhood.
What makes a single and sexy young man fall in love with a mature woman?
Is it a brief hormonal attraction or a late coming soul resonance?
Are they brave enough to cross the age boundaries?
Before considering all these questions, they are deeply addicted to each other…..

⚠️ Warning: Explicit sexual content

“But you are my step uncle,” she said, taking steps backwards as I got closer. A rush of adrenaline coursed through my body.

“If only you know how excited my cock gets when you remind me of that,” I groaned, running a hand through my hair. I saw how she swallowed, how she pressed her thighs together and I smiled.

“I would end this if I deep my hand into your needy cunt and find you dry as dessert,” I leaned towards her, sniffing in her scent, resisting the urge to close my eyes and revel in it. “But if by any chance you're aroused by this, I will take you against this wall,”


One reckless night changes everything for Nyx Wyatt.
A stranger in the dark awakens something she never knew she possessed… and the next morning, he walks into her home with a name that should make him untouchable.

Travis.
Her uncle.
Her mistake.
Her obsession.

Nyx tries to run from the memory, but Travis doesn’t let her. His protectiveness is unsettling. His presence is consuming. And the more she pushes him away, the closer he seems to pull her in.

Then danger begins circling her life silent, deliberate, and aimed with terrifying precision.

Nyx doesn’t know who Travis really is.
She only knows one thing:

Every threat that comes for her… comes through him.

When she’s forced to choose between the boy who wants her and the man she should fear, Nyx steps into the arms of the one person she shouldn’t trust.

Because loving Travis is dangerous.
Leaving him is impossible.
And the truth about him… might destroy them both.

When my roommate Sutton woke up from a wet dream, she was literally glowing. She claimed it was the most mind-blowing romantic experience of her life—the man’s silhouette, his scent, his body heat felt impossibly real.
Even crazier? When she checked her phone, there was a strange new number saved in her contacts. It belonged to the man from her dream.
While the rest of us shrieked about destiny, our moody roommate Jessamine just stared at the screen and dropped a chilling warning: "Things that come looking for you in dreams should stay buried."
We all wrote her off as a jealous freak.
That is, until I started noticing Sutton’s face growing more haggard by the day—and the fact that her "perfect boyfriend" refused to speak a single word to her.

Ashley Carter never imagined her wedding day would end with her being kidnapped by a total stranger. Even more confusing? The man who took her, Charles Blackwood, claims she's his bride. But Ashley has never seen him before in her life.

Charles, a powerful and cold-hearted CEO, is used to getting what he wants—and now, he wants Ashley. Though she doesn't remember him, he's determined to make her his, body and soul. He showers her with relentless affection and overwhelming desire, leaving her no room to escape his grasp.

Ashley tries to resist his overbearing charm, but Charles is persistent. Every touch, every kiss, pulls her deeper into a world of passion and obsession. She may not know who he is, but he's about to make sure she never forgets him again.

But can love truly grow from such a twisted beginning? Or is she just a pawn in his dangerous game of desire?

Rumor has it that Edward Hawthorne, the world's wealthiest man, is engaged to a woman from an equally illustrious family.
Yet those closest to him whisper about the first love he’s been chasing for more than ten years.
But as far as Alice Sterling is concerned, neither the fiancée nor this mysterious “first love” really matters. Her formidable boss, Edward, is already married—and completely devoted to his wife.
He gifts her jewels worth millions without blinking, personally selects her presents from exclusive designer boutiques, and carefully plans intimate candlelit dinners.
If that’s not love, what is?
Except…why do those multi-million-dollar necklaces keep finding their way to her? And why is the scarf he supposedly bought for his wife now wrapped around her neck?
As the soft candlelight plays across his sharp features, something clicks inside Alice.
It turns out the spoiled, pampered wife of the billionaire tycoon…has been her all along.

TBD

I found my angel. Then I broke her wings.

Alexis should’ve never set foot in my world.
Men like me stain girls like her. We take their innocence and tear it to shreds.
She thinks she’s tough. She thinks she can handle me.
But she doesn’t know just how deep my darkness goes.

It was for the best that I claimed her for a night and left her behind.
Anything more than that would have been cruel.

I thought I’d seen the last of Alexis Wright.
So imagine my surprise two years later when the door to my office opens…
And she walks in.
The girl I ravaged. The girl I devoured.

Now that’s she’s in front of me again, I have just two questions for her:
First—what is she doing here?
And second…
What does she mean, “our baby”?

What’s more embarrassing than a butt dial?
Butt dialing your boss…
And leaving a dirty voicemail when you’re uhh… “thinking” about them.

Working as Ruslan Oryolov’s personal assistant is the job from hell.
After a long day spent tending to the billionaire’s every whim, I need some stress relief.
So when I get home that night, that’s exactly what I do.

Problem is, my thoughts are still stuck on the bosshole who’s ruining my life.
That’s fine—because of all Ruslan’s many sins, being gorgeous might be the most dangerous.
Tonight, fantasies of him are just what I need to push me over the edge.

But when I look down at my phone squished next to me,
There it is.
A voicemail for 7 minutes and 32 seconds…
Sent to Ruslan Oryolov.

I panic and throw my phone across the room.
But there is no undoing the damage done by my very vocal O.

So what can I do?
My plan was to just avoid him and act like it never happened.
Besides, no one that busy checks their voicemails, right?

But when he schedules a one-on-one meeting with me for exactly 7 minutes and 32 seconds,
One thing is for certain:
He.
Heard.
Everything.

By day, Nora Ellis is the efficient, sharp-tongued secretary to the elusive billionaire, David Reid. By night, she becomes Mistress Scarlet – the masked dominatrix who commands The Red Room.

Her two lives never touch.
Until the night her boss walks into her world as a new client.

David's no stranger to control: by day, he's the ruthless CEO with a hidden mafia empire; by night, he's her most demanding client, unaware the masked submissive he craves is the woman who knows his every secret. What starts as forbidden pleasure turns into a dangerous obsession, one that blurs the lines between power, pain, and love.

As enemies close in and Nora’s past resurfaces, she must decide which part of herself to save… the woman he commands, or the woman who could destroy him.

Trigger Warning: This story contains explicit BDSM scenes (including dominance/submission dynamics, impact play, restraint, and sensory deprivation), graphic depictions of gun violence and murder, kidnapping attempts, mafia-related threats and organized crime elements, alcohol use, and themes of secrecy, betrayal, and emotional manipulation. Reader discretion is advised – safe, sane, and consensual practices are emphasized, but content may be intense for some.

It's the first look on my wedding day.
I turn... but my husband isn't there.
Instead, I see the stranger who ruined my life.

Here's the story:
Six years ago, I was on the worst first date in history.
A blind date with some jerk who wouldn't take no for an answer.
The handsome stranger swooped in.
Saved me.
And sat down to finish the date.

I thought it was crazy.
But we had insane chemistry.
We got to talking, one thing led to another, we ended up in the restaurant bathroom, and...
You know.

I got pregnant.
He disappeared.
Life: ruined.

I tried to move on.
For six years, I thought I succeeded.
But now, out of nowhere, he's back--on my wedding day, of all days.
Saying things that don't make any sense.

"Your fiancé isn't who you thought he was...

I'm not letting you marry him..."

And, worst of all...

"You're marrying me instead."

One wardrobe malfunction.
Two people who don’t belong together.
Three awful words: “Be my wife.”

Everyone else is at this party to marry the host.
I’m only here until I can get a ride home.
When my dress rips in the world’s worst-timed wardrobe malfunction,
I go find somewhere quiet to fix it.

So I’m standing there in nothing but my heels when,
As my luck would have it, the door opens…

And the man of the hour walks in.

I wish I could say I played it cool.
But it’s been a looong time since anyone has seen me in my birthday suit…
Much less the hottest man I’ve ever laid eyes on.

All I want to do is fix my dress, click my heels three times, and be back on my couch in fuzzy slippers.
But Ivan has other ideas.

He’s decided who he’s taking to the altar…
And I don’t have a choice but to say “I do.”

What's worse than being dragged to a wedding?
Finding out the groom is your ex.
And he’s still not over you.

Yulian Lozhkin was crafted by the Good Lord Himself.
Stormy-gray eyes. GQ stubble. Cheesegrater abs.

Too bad he's one of the most dangerous, powerful men in the city.

He needs a fake fiancé to seal the deal that will crown him king.
And I need his help to get my son the special care he needs.

So I make a deal to be his date for the night.
But imagine my surprise when we arrive at the ceremony and I see who's getting married...

MY EX.

And as the wedding unfolds, I realize just how not over me he is.
I broke up with him for good reason.
Namely, he’s a terrible person.
Him awkwardly hitting on me in front of his wife-to-be explains it all.

But Yulian needs to close this deal and stay.
And I can suck it up for one night for my son’s well-being.

Which brings me to maybe the worst moment of my entire life…
When the pastor asks, “Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
And my ex says, “No…
I want HER instead.”

What would you do if you walked in on your husband cheating?
I'll tell you what I did:
Ran out the door with nothing but the clothes on my back.

A month later, I'm broke, jobless, almost homeless.
But then, while filling in as a waitress at a fancy restaurant, I trip and land in the lap of a gorgeous stranger.

One thing leads to another and we end up hooking up.
Afterwards, he leaves.
That's the end of that... right?

WRONG.

Because the next day, my temp agency sets me up for a job that seems too good to be true.
But when I arrive for the interview, my jaw drops.

It's the stranger.
Turns out he's rich. Like, very rich.
And powerful. Like, very powerful.
And here's his offer:

"Live in my house.
Be my wife.
Have my baby."

Needless to say, I start to freak out.
I stand up and stammer, "Um, I'll have to get back to you..."
And he replies:
"You're misunderstanding.
It wasn't a question.
You're not going anywhere."

I found out my husband of three years had cheated on me and his mistress is the one who told me—because he didn’t have the balls to do it himself. I move out and get a new apartment, a job as a bartender, and try to move on with a broken heart. I wonder where it all went wrong, if I hadn’t been enough for him, if I’d been stupid for marrying him in the first place. I’m at work one night when he walks inside—the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. He sits at the bar and a forest fire burns between us. I was depressed the moment before he entered, but the second I look at his blue eyes, I forget the dumpster fire that my life has become. I invite him back to my place and it’s the most passionate night of my life. I expect to never see him again. I just want him as an anti-depressant—but he wants me all to himself. I just got my heart ripped out of my chest so I want something easy and no-strings-attached, but he wants all the strings because he’s hooked. I don’t get much of a say in the matter, and that’s not surprising when I learn why—because he’s the Butcher. The crime lord of all crime lords, the boss that overshadows all of Paris, that makes everyone abide by his rules—or pay. And now I’m his.

He’s my ex’s brother.
A terrifying mob boss with a past too dark to share.
And when he finds out I’m pregnant, he becomes something else, too:
The husband I never asked for.

Kolya Uvarov crashed into my life at a funeral and saved me from a mega-creep.
Classic meet-cute, right?
Not exactly—because it was his brother we were burying.
A.k.a., my ex-boyfriend.
A.k.a., the man who hit me, stormed out the door, then died in a car crash before I could ever tell him about our baby.

But Kolya knows the secrets I’m hiding.
Kolya has a plan for how to handle them.
And Kolya just leaned down, smelling like vanilla and sin, and whispered seven little words in my ear.
From now on, you belong to me.

Rancher Stetson isn’t happy to meet city girl Jennifer, who’s been sent to audit his farm by a bank. But when a washed-out road forces Jennifer to spend the night at the ranch, passion results. Will their romance be able to last?

I just crashed my car in the middle of nowhere.
Luckily for me, someone showed up to save me.
Unluckily for me, that person is a runaway criminal.

Daniil Vlasov.
He’s six and a half feet of blue-eyed broodiness.
He won’t tell me a single thing about who he is or what he’s doing out here.
But it doesn’t take a genius to realize this man screams danger.

I do the only thing I can do: play along.
That’s how I end up as his fake fiancé.
That’s how I end up camping in the woods on a fake honeymoon.
That’s how I end up in his arms—experiencing something that is extremely NOT fake, if you know what I mean.

And then, in the morning…
He’s gone.

Or so I thought.
But ten years later, there he is again: my husband for a night.
And—although he doesn’t know it yet…
The father of our baby.

In my past life, I was Princess Helena, and he was the prince I was never meant to love. Our forbidden passion ignited a curse that tore two powerful supernatural bloodlines apart—the Red Bloods and the Blue Bloods. War followed. Betrayal followed. And in the end… we died for each other.

Now I’m Scarlet Montgomery, a medical graduate returning home after five years abroad, determined to live a normal life.

Until I meet him again.

On a flight to Verona, the moment our eyes lock, the world tilts. My heart recognizes him before my mind does.
Allessandro Rossi.
Dangerously handsome. Coldly powerful. The heir to the very family mine has hated for generations.

We shouldn’t want each other.

But fate has other plans.

Our fathers have secretly arranged a marriage to fulfill an ancient prophecy—one that could finally end the century-long feud between our families. I expect to hate the man I’m forced to marry.

Instead, I discover he’s the only man my soul has ever loved.

Our wedding awakens something inside us—ancient memories, forbidden power, and a bond stronger than death itself.

But destiny always demands a price.

It could cost us our lives… and our unborn children.

Because loving him once cursed our world.

And loving him again might burn it down.

Some love stories end in tragedy.
Ours was only the beginning.

Madeleine Cross -one of the few humans immune to the deadly virus Zion- after an unfortunate turn of events such as the loss of her last remaining parental figure finds herself captured by a BloodHound -a genetically enhanced being, designed to identify and retrieve the last remaining Negatives roaming the Earth.
She gets thrown into a sterile room to be subjected to various tests, under the pretence that her blood would be the key to develop an antidote against the deadly virus...But that couldn't be any further than the dark truth.

What will happen with her? Will the emotionless BloodHound that captured her grow a heart and try to save her or will she remain there trapped forever and at the mercy of a team of heartless doctors?

What will happen when the cruel Alpha of the Laxian planet learns of her existence? Will she manage to escape him or will she be caught in his claws, set for a miserable life as his personal breeder?

Warning: contains dark erotica themes such as non-consensual and/or violent sex 

Enter at your own risk!

This book contains heavy themes such as inappropriate language, explicit sexual content, violence and very explicit torture.

This book will tell three different stories, as soon as one story ends another mafia story will begin.

Hope you like.


ROMANCE AGE GAP/ PLUS SIZE/ NEGRA/ MAFIA.

Melissa Miller is a 24-year-old plus-size black woman. She didn't expect that by going to a club to have fun, she would end up meeting men who would change her life forever.

Two extremely handsome men with an air of danger. Every touch of her body heightened the desire for them.

She wanted them.

Just like them.

They wanted her so badly they would do anything to get their hands on her.

What she doesn't know is that these two men are actually the bosses of the American Mafia.

What was just desire was turning into something more.

My fingers grasped his hair and gave it a tug as my desire burned higher. Lapping at my slick folds, delving deep into me— it didn’t take long for me to cry out his name and then come in his arms. When I threw back my head, the tips of my long hair teased his thighs. Bunching the black lace teddy up around my waist, he settled me over his rock-hard erection.


Rain Wild was my first love, my first heartbreak—my everything.
I left so he could chase his dream of becoming a rockstar, even though it broke my heart.

He’s the rockstar on every billboard.
The man I never stopped loving.
And my child’s daddy.

But when my daughter sneaks to meet her idol…
I come face-to-face with a past I was forced to bury.
Rain wants answers—and his daughter.

My downstairs neighbor tagged me in the building group chat at ten p.m.
His wife just had a pup, he said. Pups need moonlight, he said. So starting tonight, my private moon terrace belongs to his family.
He'd even pay me rent. Ten dollars a month.
For the terrace of a three-million-dollar penthouse.
When I said no, he reminded me he wasn't just my neighbor. He's my supervisor at the Calloway Group, and my probation review sits in his hands. Hand over the door code, or I'd never survive at that company.
He kept saying it. I can crush you at the Calloway Group.
Funny.
My mother owns the Calloway Group.
I was going to let him dig his own grave quietly. Then his family broke into my home, walked up to the one thing on that terrace worth half a million dollars—
And smashed it.

Three years ago, I saved the life of Alessandro Gambino, New York's most powerful mafia boss.

He fell in love with me, a bartender.

His family was dead set against us, but his love won out. We got married.

After we married, he disappeared every month for "punishment day," claiming his family beat him with sixty-six lashes for breaking their rules by staying with me. Watching him suffer tore me apart.

Actully, I'm Sloane Lucchese, sole heir to the largest arms empire on the East Coast, hiding from a family war. I decided to reclaim my family name as soon as possible, so his family would finally accept me.

Finally, on our fifth wedding anniversary, I found out I was pregnant, and my father called to say they'd announce my return in two weeks.

I was going to tell Alessandro everything that night, both pieces of good news.

But that same day, I stumbled onto a secret—one that would destroy me completely.

To the rest of the world, Dante is Hollywood royalty, the ridiculously attractive oldest son of the notorious Fontaine family.

To Ashlyn? He's the guy who made her swear off men forever.

She just wants to move on with her life. Run her bakery. Heal her broken heart. She's had three years to try and forget about Dante Fontaine. (Spoiler alert: it hasn't worked.)

But when an accidental - and seriously humiliating - encounter brings him back into her life, she's forced to realize that no matter how hard she's tried to forget him, Dante definitely hasn't forgotten her.

. . . and this time, he's not going to let her go.

Due to explicit scenes, this steamy second chance romance is rated 18+.

The Sweet Taste of Sin is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

I walked into the wrong hotel room...
To a naked man fresh out of the shower.
Now, I’m pregnant with his baby.

I should’ve left as soon as I saw him.
He was too beautiful to be real.
I got halfway to the door…
And then he saw exactly what I was trying to hide.

“Who hurt you?” he said when he glimpsed the bruises. “Let me fix it.”
I should’ve said no.
But honestly? I deserve a little luck from the universe.
And if it wants to provide that luck in the form of a gorgeous, six-foot angel of darkness…
Well, I won’t turn my nose up at that.

But nothing in this life comes without strings attached.
My angel gives me a night from heaven…

When morning comes, though, he turns into a devil.
And not just any devil.
This devil knows where I’m from.
Who I am.
What I’ve done.

And he’s determined to make me pay for all of it.

The Second Season of the Flower Romance Series!
The Baker & The Bear, The Waitress & The Werewolf, The Secretary & The Succubus, The Librarian & the Lion, and finally The Millionaire & The Mermaid!

The Unsung War Correspondent Georgiana Parker witnessed bloody massacres on the battlefields of Syria, where she fell in love with Michael Hall, the soldier who saved her life. Together, they worked to expose the terrorists' atrocities to the international community. Just as their comradeship was about to blossom into romance, they faced the terrorists' most brutal retaliation.
A close-range explosion nearly cost Michael his hearing and destroyed his promising career as a senior military officer. Georgiana only regained her sight through corneal reconstruction surgery.
When these two young people, scarred by war, met again, everything had changed.
Georgiana's photographs became powerful evidence in identifying the terrorist organization, and she shot to fame in the journalism industry. Michael, the former military officer, had been reduced to working as a humble security guard.
"Michael, I've finally found you!"
"Ma'am, you've got the wrong person."
"How could that be? I could never forget those steel-gray eyes of yours."

He feeds me his blood.
He locks the doors.
And he tells me I belong to him now.

I wake up in a vampire’s mansion with no memory of how I got here—only the hunger, the burning sunlight, and the man who refuses to let me leave. Thad Samford is cold, commanding, and absolute. He says my transformation isn’t finished. Until it is, my life—and my body—are under his control.

When I try to escape, the sun nearly kills me.
When he saves me, he binds me to him in blood.

The bond changes everything. His voice settles the hunger. His presence pulls at something deep inside me. I should fear him—but my body craves his blood more than freedom.


As Thelma learns how to exists in this new world, she starts piecing together the truth he's been hiding. Her turning wasn't random. She was chosen, and Thad knows why. Even if he won't tell her.

The more Thelma uncovers, the less she knows what to believe. Thad claims he's protecting her, but from what? Why does his protection feel like a prison? As rival clans close in and dark secrets come to light, Thelma has to decide if she can trust the man who helped steal her humanity or if she should walk away before he destroys her completely.

In the heart of a city ruled by shadows and secrets, Elena's life takes an unexpected turn when she finds employment in Club Den, an establishment owned by the enigmatic Avante family - a dynasty with a powerful grip on the city's underworld. Little does Elena know, beneath the veneer of wealth and influence, the Avante family hides a dark and ancient secret: they are werewolves.

Drawn into their world by her connection to Luca Avante, the brooding heir of the family, Elena discovers a passion that transcends the boundaries of danger and desire. As their love deepens, Elena's own hidden heritage emerges, revealing a shocking truth - she, too, is a wolf, and her dormant abilities are awakening.

"Moonlit Desires" is a spellbinding tale of forbidden love, treacherous secrets, and the awakening of supernatural powers. Will Elena and Luca defy the boundaries that separate them, or will their love set in motion a chain of events that could shatter the delicate balance between the human world and the hidden realm of werewolves? In a world where passion is as deadly as it is intoxicating, they must navigate a treacherous path to protect their love and uncover the truth that binds them.

He's got callused hands, a slow smile, and a way with horses that makes her forget how to breathe.
Isobel didn't expect much from a trip to Wears Valley with her best friend and a troubled buckskin mare. She definitely didn't expect Ryder Callahan.
He looks like a cowboy through and through. Faded Wranglers, dusty boots, hazel eyes that see straight through you. But there's something underneath the easy drawl and the barn lot dirt that doesn't quite add up. A Rolex hidden under a shirtsleeve. A voice that carries the sharp edge of boardrooms alongside Tennessee grit.
He's keeping something buried deep, and she's getting too close to stop herself from wanting to dig.
Ryder came back to this valley to heal. Not just his body, but everything the rodeo and the life he left behind tore open. Training horses gives him quiet. Isobel gives him something he wasn't looking for.
But secrets don't stay buried forever. And when his two worlds collide, the only question left is whether she'll still want the man standing in the wreckage.
Sometimes the hardest eight seconds aren't in the arena.

“Why can’t I hit you?” Thomas yells, smacking the belt close to her feet.
“Why,” he smacks it on the door above her head.
“Why, why” to the right and left sides of her body.
Melina trembles against the door with her eyes closed and head tucked between her knees. She jumps, sniffing Thomas’ cologne, and tries to hide more.
He’s probably bending down. “I want to hurt you, Melina, but I can’t. Tell me why I can’t. Tell me why,”
She bites her lips to muffle her sobs as she fears they will exacerbate her situation. “Look at me when I am talking to you,” Thomas says, grabbing her hair and pulling her head up.
“I am- so-r-r-r-y,” she says as she turns to face him with her tear-stained face and bloodshot eyes.
******** Melina Davis was born with the face and body of a goddess. Her heart was as beautiful as hers, but it never did her any good. Melina was the unluckiest woman in this world when it came to love. Her first love was an abusive con artist who made sure to exploit Melina's kindness. The second one, who Melina felt was genuinely worthy of owing her heart, was far more dangerous than her first. His name is Thomas Costanzo. He is the second in command of the Costanzo mafia. He was highly feared in the mafia world. Some even feared him more than the don of the Costanzo mafia. Melina didn't know she shouldn't cross him, and she did. She broke the heart of one of the most feared men on this earth, and now, he is out searching for her. Once he finds her, Melina will wish she never crossed paths with him.

Rise of a God- Dion

Lead singer, sex god, playboy…

I know every single word they write about me. The good and the bad, and recently it's been mostly bad but the moment I see her I know…
Lola is everything I have ever wanted and I’m willing to risk everything on the biggest night of our career to get her.
Even if it’s just for one night.
One night.
One question.

Jealous God….

My life was perfect…until she showed up.
Elodie.
As guitarist for Dionysus Rising I'd been around my fair share of infuriating women before but no one had ever gotten under my skin like she did.
Clever, beautiful,opinionated and sharing my tour bus.
It was a recipe for disaster.
But falling for her? Falling for her might just be the dumbest thing I’ve ever done.

Fallen God…

Once upon a tour, not so long ago a girl had broken my heart…
As lead singer for Dionysus Rising, I know my reputation, just like I know I should stay well clear of our drummer’s little sister.
But this is Lola, we are talking about.
It may have started in Las Vegas… but it’s going to end right here in our home country.
And it’s going to end with a happily ever after.

False God …

Everyone knew Celia was in love with our manager Erik.
Everyone but Erik himself.
So when a surprise wedding throws us together in the Italian sunshine, I don't hesitate in helping her make Erik jealous. After all, what are friends for?
Celia gets me, she sees the real me. It's the thing I've been craving my entire life but now she's on Erik's radar as well and I have a feeling I'm about to lose the game Celia is playing.

Road to Joy
Join the members of the Dogs of Fire Motorcycle Club as they prepare for their Christmas Celebration. Revisit your favorite characters during the most festive holiday of the year.
Unwrapped
Christmas is approaching for the Dogs of Fire and Burning Saints Motorcycle Clubs, but rather than the usual holiday cheer, the air is filled with the tension of a brewing civil war.
The Gresham Spiders, a local 1% MC, is hellbent on expansion and both clubs lie directly in their path. Will assistance from an outside ally help diffuse the situation long enough to keep the peace during the holiday season?
Join Hatch and Minus, along with these two beloved MCs, as they celebrate the holidays and try to keep their clubs from splintering under the pressure.
Rocky Mountain Christmas
Mouse
There's only one gift I want this Christmas, but the closer I get to Kennedy, the more she pushes me away. I'll do whatever it takes to get onto her nice list, even if it means riding my bike all the way to the North Pole and strong-arming Santa myself.
Kennedy
I have two choices. Open myself up to a man who has the power to shatter me. Or run and protect my heart once and for all. The problem is, a murderous Douglas Fir gets in the way of my perfectly planned escape.
Is it a sign, or merely a roadblock on the path to finding true love?
And does a scrooge like me, even deserve to find herself under the mistletoe this Christmas?

Callum Westbrook doesn't believe in love. He believes in control, precision, and protecting his family’s fifteen-billion-dollar empire. But when a ticking clock forces him to find a contract wife, he chooses Lennox Rivers—a quiet financial analyst with no power, no connections, and nowhere else to go.

He expected a marriage of convenience. He didn't expect the fierce, defiant woman who effortlessly cracks the ice around his heart.

But Lennox’s submission is a lie. Beneath her breathtaking smiles and the couture dresses he buys her, she is a survivor hiding a lethal secret. She is Cipher, the genius hacker investigating his company.

Their fake relationship morphs into a passionate addiction, a desperate longing that neither can control. But their love is built on a foundation of dangerous secrets.

After rebirth, Emily Green left her respectable job and a toxic family, becoming the most sought-after housekeeper in high society.
Her skills are unmatched—there was no problem she couldn't solve, and every employer dreamed of bringing her home.
Her schedule was booked for a year, and even billionaire CEO Morris Anderson had to wait in line to see her.
One day, Morris, staring at her fully booked calendar until the next year, gritted his teeth and told his assistant. "Buy the agency. From now on, she only takes my jobs."
When Emily finally finished her tasks, Morris seized the moment and asked, "Ms. Green, could I book your services for life?"
Emily hesitated, then asked, "Will... I still get paid?"
Morris smiled, his eyes glinting, "Payment? Let's settle it differently."

Three years ago, Jason De'Leon lost everything.

Prison took his freedom. A murderer took his father. And the man responsible stole the motorcycle club that should have been Jason's birthright.

When Jason returns to Las Vegas, he finds a kingdom built on lies and ruled by Victor Kane, the man everyone fears and no one dares betray.

Not even Lila Torres.

Beautiful, untouchable, and promised to Victor in a deal she never agreed to, Lila belongs to another man's future. But from the moment she and Jason cross paths, the attraction between them burns hotter than reason and far more dangerous than either of them can afford.

Every stolen glance becomes a temptation.

Every secret meeting becomes a risk.

Every touch pushes them closer to a line they can never uncross.

As Jason hunts for the truth behind his father's murder, he finds himself trapped between vengeance and desire. The deeper he falls for Lila, the more enemies he creates. And in a world where loyalty is bought with blood and betrayal is punished with death, loving her could destroy them both.

But some obsessions are worth dying for.

And some loves are born in the darkest places.

In the neon shadows of Las Vegas, a ruthless biker king will fight for revenge, a captive woman will fight for her freedom, and together they'll ignite a war that could burn an empire to the ground.

Because Victor Kane may own the club.

He may own the city.

But he will never own her heart.

This istory is about the forbidden love between Maddison más her boss and father's best friend. A forbidden love that leads her yo commit César things to forget those social projudices se grew up with.

I'm Nora. Size 18. Transferred to my fourth school in four years. And on my very first day, the hottest guy in class leaned over and told me my seat had a weight limit.
That was Ethan Cross. Lacrosse captain, sharp jaw, zero empathy. He made it his personal mission to remind me I was fat — in the hallway, at lunch, in gym class, wherever he could get a laugh.
Then I found his sketchbook.
He'd left it open in the art room. I should've walked away. I didn't. I turned the page, and there I was — my body, my face, my hands — drawn over and over like he couldn't stop.
None of it was a joke. None of it was ugly.
So what the hell am I supposed to do with that?

"I made you cum three times in one night. How did you repay me? You dumped our newborn on my doorstep and fled for four years. Now that I've found you, Diana, there is no escaping me."
DIANA
My wedding happened only hours ago. That was before I caught my husband in bed with his boss, desperate to raise money for our honeymoon.
I was humiliated. Furious. Broke. So I drank. Then I got kidnapped.
I woke up in Las Vegas, in a stranger's house. Cairo Arsher's mansion.
He is rich. Powerful. Too handsome for my sanity. And dangerously tempting.
Before I can call the cops, he takes my hand and kisses it softly, like I belong to him. Then he says the impossible. Four years ago, I was the woman he loved. Four years ago, I left him a newborn and disappeared.
Now he has found me, and he swears he will never let me go again.
But the truth is simple. I have never really met this man before.

He kisses me for a long time, long enough that it’s me that pulls away and desperately grabs onto his cock. Without words between us, he grabs my legs, lifting me up against the tiled wall and spreads my legs.
He’s angry from the conversation last night. I can feel it, I can see it in his dark eyes. It’s only confirmed when he slams into me without preparing me.
I cry out and he soothes me with kisses on my neck and nibbles on my skin. Still he doesn’t slow down. He starts at a quick pace, at a strength that already has my legs trembling.
I grab onto his shoulders, cries leaving my lips every time he slams into me. It turn wet, not from the water, but from how much he makes my pussy happy.


Alina leaves everything she knows behind after she is in a terrible car accident that tears her family apart. A new home, a new school and a fractured relationship with her mother are only the beginning of the things this change will throw her way. Immediately she catches the attention of three men, and she can’t deny what she feels for them, too. Quickly, and much to her demise, she finds out that their lives are much more intertwined than she would have ever hoped for. She had hoped to discover herself in this new place, but everything only tears her apart. Who will she choose between Zaid, the bad boy, Aiden, her sweet jock, and Jake, and older man who can't seem to keep his hands off of her?

She returned to bury her father. Instead, she was forced to marry his enemy’s son.

Rosalind Marlow returns to New York to settle her father’s affairs, once one of the city’s most feared mafia bosses, only to find he died beside his greatest rival… and left behind a contract binding her to the rival’s son.

Viktor Marino is cold, calculating, and infuriatingly magnetic.

Rosa has no intention of becoming anyone’s pawn, not in grief, not in business, and definitely not in bed. But Viktor plays a long game, and with every stare, every challenge, he pulls her deeper into a world of secrets, power, and heat.

She was raised to be untouchable.
He was born to conquer.

And in the space between vengeance and desire, who is going to lose control first?
(Contains mature and dark content)


EXCERPT
“It was hard to focus when his palm teased my folds, circling my cl*t until I could barely breathe.

‘Why would you want to leave this behind?’ he growled in my ear, his chest rumbling against my back.

Because I can’t trust you. Because I don’t know what I want.

‘Because it’s cruel,’ I whispered.

And then he pulled away, leaving me trembling, desperate, and furious.”

❦

Also by the author: Hunting the Hybrid Queen (dark shifter romance).

Anya Kozlov was never meant to matter. Youngest daughter of a once proud Bratva family, she was born to be dismissed and dominated. To be weak. To be broken. Told she would be safe in an arranged marriage to lawyer Marcus Webb, her last hope for security is stolen when she catches Marcus cheating with her sister, Elena. Elena, who has always had the power and respect Anya never did.

The night the jilted daughter gets her revenge with witnesses present, everyone she loves is destroyed. Elena's marriage implodes. Marcus's career is ruined. The Kozlov empire is burned to the ground. Blamed for the tragedy, Anya is tossed out with nothing and spends years struggling for the little scraps of freedom she can cobble together, working two jobs and sleeping in alleys, while every living part of her fights just to survive.

Until the night she decides to fight back.

When armed men walk into the art gallery where she's working and she refuses to give in, it catches the attention of the last person she expects. Viktor Petrov. Heir to one of the city's most violent Bratva dynasties. Ruthless and legendary at thirty-one, he's known as "the Devil" for good reason.
But when Viktor sees the quiet fire behind Anya's fierce stare and bloody bruises, he doesn't see weak. He sees an equal. The obsession that ignites between them is instant, volatile, and deadly.

Fueled by a dark love built in blood and violence, as Viktor drags Anya deeper into his world, she uncovers a truth her family kept from her for years: she was never meant to be weak. She was meant to be dangerous.

And now, she is his queen.

I didn’t ask to carry a mobster’s baby.
But he never gave me a choice.

The man who gave me my son stole my innocence in return.
And now, his Bratva brother is coming to finish what he started.

Viktor Kornilov is a cold-blooded beast.
His name alone makes my blood run cold.
But his cruel touch makes my heart beat faster and faster.
We’re trapped in a high-stakes game of lies and violence.
One wrong move, and he’ll take my son away.

So when he gives me his sinful offer
—become his fake wife or become his latest victim—
The only answer I can give is yes.

Suspense/Romance.
Rachael Sinclair is a half Native American (Lakota) Police officer with Red Ridge PD in a tiny town in Montana with a new identity because her father was the nation's first native American serial killer.
She is 30 years old and because of the disappearance of her mother, the abuse suffered by her father and the things she was subjected to seeing in his cellar, and testifying against him at his trial, Rachael has become a depressed alcoholic, attempting to self-medicate her pain away.

She has questionable behaviors for someone that is law enforcement and a stalker.

When one body found on her patrol route turns into another, each in the same manner as her father. The FBI is called in to assist with the manhunt for the copycat killer.

Enter Roman Hanshaw, The FBI agent assigned to help Rachael find the truth behind these murders.

Their relationship takes an erotic turn when Roman realizes he sees the real her and he could be exactly who she needs to help her heal.
One reckless decision helps Roman make his mind up about wanting Rachael, but will she feel the same way?
Who is the killer?
Why are they targeting Rachel?
Can Roman and Rachael uncover the truth in time?
Can Rachael handle the twists and turns life throws her while uncovering this truth?

Tropes and Triggers (minimum)
Depression
Suicidal ideology
Child abuse (mentioned)
Death and dismemberment
Abuse of a corpse (eyes cut out, chest marked)
Police officer FMC
FBI MMC
Twists and turns
Erotic novel, 5 chili peppers
Bullying (co-worker and mentioned childhood off page)
Snarky, minority FMC
He falls first
Breath play
Dirty talk
handcuffs
Slow burn
Slight enemies to lovers
He breaks down her walls
Betrayal
secrets
Stalker
serial killer
touch her and die
one bed

"She saved me, Vivian. Not you."

Those words shattered Vivian's heart.

For three years, she endured her husband's coldness and his secretary's endless provocations.

She never knew that the woman he trusted most had stolen her identity.

Or that the man she loved had secretly loved her all along.

When the truth finally came out, it was already too late.

Vivian had divorced him.

She had disappeared with his unborn child.

And she had no intention of coming back.

Five years later, the former ballerina returned as the sole heiress of a powerful family.

Standing beside her was a little girl with eyes identical to Caden Lux's.

The billionaire who once ignored her had gone mad.

He blocked her in the dressing room, knelt before her, and even accepted the possibility that another man had taken his place.

Because losing his pride was nothing.

Losing Vivian had nearly killed him.

But after everything he had done…

Could she ever forgive the man who chose another woman over his own wife?

After accidentally traveling to the post-apocalyptic wasteland, I treated the human leader as a brother, continuously supplying him with modern resources.

Who knew he would conspire with the beastman chieftain to kill me, just to prevent me from rescuing others.

But what he didn't know was that I could travel back to the modern world.

While those two leaders of the wasteland thought themselves invincible...

I healed my wounds, and returned to the wasteland with military hardware and food, storming back to their base!

You want my life?

Then pay for it with your own!

​"I am a monster, Miss Hart. You wouldn't want nor wish to see me..." He is mysterious and brilliant, wealthy and prominent, but no single soul has seen him in person. Well, no one should see him—that's one of his many rules. No one can touch him either; that's another rule. Except for me because I have broken every rule. Now I'm extremely drawn to him. His peculiarity is out of this world, and his beauty is beyond physical. But the Master has demons of his own and is being chased by his brutal past. Suddenly, we've become the reflection of each other's nightmares. I realize that the Master and I are not so different. Is this newly found bond just another uncertain fate that could deepen our wounds, or is it finally going to be our redemption?

When the prey becomes the hunter…

As a half-elf paranormal recruitment consultant, Julia knows to stay away from vampires–to them, she’s just food.

So why would bloodthirsty alpha male Nathaniel La Caz be any different. When she turns up at the meeting in his factory, she senses that there is something about him. Julia is suddenly overwhelmed by her senses, and her magic goes haywire when she is near him. Things go from weird to worse when Julia witnesses the kidnapping of her cousin Claudia. And when more elves and fairies begin to vanish without a trace, and no help is in sight, Julia knows that she is her cousin’s only hope.

The police suspect vampires. And if they’re right, this could be a one day death trap. But Julia is willing to risk it all to save Claudia, even if it means she could become this crazed vampire’s next victim.