I'm lost. I'm no longer the golden girl from California seeking a world of adventure. He pulled me into his dark underworld. I might have escaped, but he still has me enslaved, craving his dark, devilish touch and the pleasures of the world to which he introduced me. But he broke more than my boundaries. He broke me. I hate him...loathe him...can't stop dreaming about my master - half wishing he'd find me and punish me like only he can.

She's the air in my lungs. The color in my world. But I'm no prince with a castle. I'm the king of the most feared MC on the West Coast. The kingdom I inherit is everything she hates and everything she's running from. I'm the monster lurking in the shadows. Waiting, biding my time to make her mine. She can try to run, but I've already caught her. She just doesn't know it yet. 

Will the president of 1%'er club Lucifer's Lair MC get tamed, or will he still be wild? Does the president of Lucifer's Lair claim his first lady, or does he let what happened in the past define him? I only hired Chantal to get to the bottom of who is trying to kill me inside of my club. That was it. All she was supposed to do was hack into the computers and find a connection and see who has been reading my emails and leaking information about drops. Having this pink-haired pixie in my club and my bed pretending to be my ol' lady is definitely blurring some lines. 

And now he's here, with his smug face and penetrating eyes, demanding my help. Yeah, right. I’ve heard the stories. He’s going all the way to the NFL, so long as he’s not put on academic probation for failing classes. Which is where I’m supposed to come in. And if it wasn’t for my boss/secret crush pleading with me to take Carter on, I’d drop him like a bad habit. I’ll do this favor and help the guy I really can’t stand, for the guy I really want to be with. And no matter how much time Carter and I spend together, there’s no way in hell I’d ever fall for him.

Ally is a young journalist who's searching for the story that will blow her journalism career wide open and when a chance encounter lands her at the feet of a handsome billionaire, her life changes forever. Before she knows it, she's trapped in his dark underground world while Colton finds himself breaking every rule he's ever made to protect his name and reputation. Just when the two are struggling to come to terms with what their relationship means and will do to both of them, someone new in the mix is lurking in the shadows, ready to destroy them both.

Richard’s my best friend’s brother, and totally off limits. He’s under the control of his family’s ambitiously demanding patriarch but longs for independence. His own father thwarts his every move. He needs a woman to help him overtake his father’s inheritance. That’s where I come in...as his fake wife. He asks me to pretend to be married to him, make it appear like we’re a loving couple. Not a difficult ask when I catch a glimpse of his chiseled body or feel the caress of his hand on my back.

One night. That’s all it took for Lilith’s world to be destroyed. Ever since, living life has become a soulless, mind-numbing task. That is until she meets a dark, handsome, mysterious stranger. Adrien’s the only man she’s spoken to, much less connected to, in months. The only one who seems to care enough to notice her through the walls she’s built. But learning how to trust again, especially with a man she’s barely spoken to, is a battle. Falling in love with him, a war. Because Adrien also holds a dark, terrible secret.

Do you ever get tired of being a good girl? I know I do, with a name like Snow I guess it's expected. But there is nothing good about my boss' new wife. That witch took over the office. And she's determined to turn my fairy tale into a living nightmare.

I spent 12 years going through hell as a major in the marines. But hell itself wasn't enough to make me forget Abby Greenwood. I said I'd never set foot in this town again. Yet here I am...and there she is.... With her perfect body and alluring eyes, begging me to take her. I never got to taste her before I left. But now I've got a second chance. My new mission? Deliver her first "O". My weapon? Ten inches of all-American muscle. I'm the only one who can give her what she needs, even if it takes me all night.

There are no good men, only bad ones. The men from my past have proven this time and time again. I have no reason to think this one will be any different. One minute, I’m having dinner with my father and the next, I’m locked in a dark room waiting to be sold to the highest bidder. I can only imagine what kind of hell my life is about to become.

I joined the military to become more than "the billionaire's son". As a military surgeon I witnessed the loss of many lives. All of their faces continued to haunt my dreams at night. That is until I met Calee, the girl who makes me feel whole again. Holding her delicate yet seductive figure makes me rock hard. Now it's her sweet moans of pleasure that fill my dreams. But she's got her own demons and they're right on her tail.

The moment I laid my eyes on her, I knew she was going to be mine. I also knew that I'd have to do everything I could to ensure that my past remained a secret. The trouble I'd been in shouldn't have to define my future. I should have known that secrets can't stay hidden forever. Now that they're out, she's as frightened of me as everyone else. She wants nothing to do with me. She's ordered me to stay far, far away. She has no idea how deep my love runs and I'm not giving up on her. She can push me away as much as she wants but she will be mine, even if it's the last thing we do. 

This is a visionary/experimental novella about a young, beautiful woman, murdered and buried nearby in the same ditch as an old homeless man who was beaten and kicked down the hill on the fringe of a park, left for dead, just out of sight. The spirit of the old homeless man speaks to her and tries to guide her into the afterlife, explaining to her what happened, and what she must do to let go of the life she had tragically taken from her, with memories of the once-in-a-lifetime experiences that he had lost as well, and brief, raging comments from the escaped murderer.

Kazimir, the head of the Bratva, has come to New York to find the person who murdered his loyal washer. Nicknamed The Russian Lion because he's credited with over 200 kills, the death of his washer is enough to start a dark and deadly war. Unfortunately, Emily falls on Kazimir's radar. Her brother is suspected of being involved in the murder, and she's determined to do everything she can to save him. 

“Must be slim, able to stand for long periods of time, and be impervious to the cold.” The headline caught my attention. “Hours are negotiable, pay is minimal, clothing absolutely forbidden.” The second line piqued my curiosity. “Able to hold your bladder and tongue, refrain from opinions or suggestions, and be the perfect living canvas.” The third made me scowl. I should’ve kept scrolling past the advertisement. I should’ve applied for the boring receptionist job at minimum wage. I should’ve clicked on any other job where I got to keep my clothes on. But I didn’t.