All my thoughts about dying alone evaporate on the summer breeze as I watch the honey-haired beauty spin and twirl. I see her dusty bare feet as she dances for the crowd. Her blouse is cut too low, her haunting eyes hypnotizing all that watch and my thoughts turn primal, possessive…obsessed. A wisp of a girl named Kezia is about to deconstruct my well-ordered life. She has the spirit of a fairy, but the bonds of an indentured servant, and no matter what it takes, I will free her and make her mine. Because she’s awakened something inside me that will not be denied. My sweet sprite, ...

I knew I was falling for the man my mom married all those years ago. Strutting around the house in barely there shorts. Bending over in front of him like a total brat. He’s rough, wears a cowboy hat like it’s X-rated, and has to duck to get through doorways. To him, I’m just his ex’s kid. So when I show up on Cade Burton’s front porch with a bruise on my cheek and two big secrets under my shirt, I dial the teasing up to a ten just to see this hot cowboy sweat. Only, what I don’t know is he has some feelings of his own and my teasing hasn’t gone unnoticed. But now I’m ...

No neighbors. No rules. Just Daddy. High in the remote mountains, far from prying eyes, three untouched young women surrender to rugged older men who live by their own rules—and take what they want. In this raw and filthy collection of off-the-grid age-gap romances, brats are tamed, milkmaids are trained, and good girls learn that obedience earns Daddy’s approval. Each story explores adult breastfeeding, discipline, breeding, and the all-consuming connection that comes from total surrender. One cabin at a time, these dominant men claim what’s theirs—completely and without apology. ...

I like my sex dirty. It takes a hell of a lot to tilt my moral compass, and I always follow when it's pointing at something I want. That goes double when it points straight at the one girl in all of Chicago who's not dying for a piece of me.

I took her innocence as payment. She was far too young and naïve to be betrothed to a monster like me. I would bring only pain and darkness into her sheltered world. That's why she ran. I should've just let her go. She never asked to marry into a powerful Russian mafia family. Unfortunately for her, I don't care. I own her, and after three years of searching, I've found her. My runaway bride was about to learn disobedience has consequences...punishing ones. Nothing was going to keep me from claiming her before the eyes of God and man. She's mine now, and I'm never letting her go.

The last time I spoke was eight years ago when my best friend tried to kill me. I never dreamed my silence would break with a scream. Being sent to Chapel Crest after my new stepfather deemed me a heathen seemed like a blessing compared to staying with him and my mom. I was a mute demon in his eyes, and when the rod didn’t beat the evil out of me, he prayed Chapel Crest could. I envisioned the religious academy would become my sanctuary. I was wrong. So very wrong. Chapel Crest was an asylum moonlighting as a religious school.

In a few breathless moments, I will be Mrs Alejandro Montoya. He is the King of L.A. and everything a woman could want. Handsome, powerful, rich, and hotter than hell itself. But I am not just any woman. I am Alana Carmichael and I’m only here to save my father. I will not bow to any king. This is no fairy tale. This is my nightmare.

It was an innocent mistake; she knocked on the wrong door. It was mine. If I were a better man, I would've just let her go. But I'm not. I'm a cruel bastard. I ruthlessly claimed her virtue for my own. It should've been enough but it wasn't. I needed more...I craved it. She became my obsession. Her sweetness and purity taunted my dark soul. The need to possess her nearly drove me mad. A Russian arms dealer had no business pursuing a naive librarian student. She didn't belong in my world. I would bring her only pain. But it was too late...she was mine and I was keeping her.

A sugar-daddy website doesn't seem a sound basis for an A1 life plan, but I'm a small-town girl with big dreams, and there's this one advert, this one crazy advert I can't stop thinking about.... Two hot guys seeking their Little Miss Right. Someone who can entertain them, amuse them, fit in with their corporate schedule. And sex. They want sex. Lots of sex. Bonus, right? One major dose of epic win.

Darius, son of Marklon, isn’t looking for love the night destiny comes to claim him. He’s also not expecting to crash his new car. But when a human woman runs out into the road and he must swerve to avoid killing her...everything goes off course. Disillusioned by his King’s lack of leadership and the losses in the war against the Lessening Society, Darius finds purpose in protecting a woman he cannot make his own. Love finds a way, however—until the truth of what he is comes out and she leaves him in horror.