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From BookTok sensation J.T. Geissinger comes Ruthless Creatures, a scorchingly hot mafia romance about two people bound together by a debt that must be collected. No matter the cost. Five years ago, my fiancé disappeared. He left me with a wedding dress I’d never wear. Left me with the kind...

Saxton has never been able to make a daddy stay. He wants one desperately, but they’ve all walked away. He knows exactly why: because, he’s damaged. Broken. Unable to give daddies what they want from him. When he meets Daddy Gale, who offers to take care of him after an accident, Saxton expects the same thing to happen. But Gale is different in many ways, and he has his own wounds. He has endless patience with Saxton, and he respects Saxton's boundaries.

I swore I'd never touch Lainey Daniels. She's my son's ex and too sweet for a man like me. I try my best to resist her, but one night, I give in. I take her to my cabin in the mountains to keep her safe. Now, she's mine, whether she's ready for it or not. I expect her to run, to hate me for the filthy things I want to do to her, but she doesn't. She meets my darkness with a blaze of her own. And I'll burn the whole world down before I lose her.

“What’s yours is mine…” Those are the words I spit like poison at Nico, Killian, and Atlas as we stood in front of their burning clubhouse. They’re the same words he said to me after Silas dropped the bombshell none of us saw coming: that I’m valuable somehow. I have no idea what Silas was talking about, but it doesn’t matter. My husband and the two dark-souled bikers I was starting to fall for have vowed that I’m going to pay for what I took from them—in blood, if it comes to that.

Shift into High Gear At fifty-one, mature mechanic Roxie Fitzpatrick knows her way around an engine block better than anyone. She isn't your average woman, having spent her life getting greasy under the hood. But when twenty-year-old Andrew Wakefield rolls into her garage, he brings more than...

In this continuing fantasy fairytale adventure, Lenor, Abel, and Gennifer confront Peyton Mayne, the ruthless head of the King’s guard who doesn’t play fair. Peyton captures Lenor, subjecting her to a dominant, intense bout of BDSM lactation. The overwhelming pleasure of this kinky act and...

They call me lucky because the world seems to have carved out a path for me when it shouldn’t have. Lucky I survived the loss of my family. Lucky I survived war. Lucky my pain isn’t worse. Lucky to be alive. It’s not luck. It’s a curse—one I can’t seem to escape, no matter how hard I try.

The last time I ignored the red flags, I almost died. Waking up in a body bag tends to put things into perspective. My scars are a reminder to stay in my lane. I don’t take risks. I don’t take candy from strangers. I don’t leave my doors unlocked, and I never, ever play with monsters. Until Kenzo, my next red flag. With his sinful looks and wicked mouth, he’s a silver-tongued devil in disguise, and my one-way ticket to hell.

A dark Swan Lake retelling where the ‘villain’ steals the girl, set in a world of secret pacts, feuding families, and primal obsession. He’s her curse, but she’s his salvation, and he’ll do anything to keep the ones he loves safe. Rebellious ballerina Luna Bordeaux may be the darling of the New Orleans elite, but she’s destined to dance in her parents’ shadows. Her twenty-second birthday was supposed to be her escape. One last performance, one necessary breakup, then? Freedom.

Gideon Cross. Falling in love with him was the easiest thing I've ever done. It happened instantly. Completely. Irrevocably. Marrying him was a dream come true. Staying married to him is the fight of my life. Love transforms. Ours is both a refuge from the storm and the most violent of tempests. Two damaged souls entwined as one.

In my world, I take what I want. Even her. I'm her godfather. I shouldn't be pushing her down to her knees and making use of that sassy mouth, let alone tearing her clothes off, belting her bare ass, and then ravaging her virgin body as she screams my name. But I'll do all of that and much more as I teach her what it means to belong to a man like me. Because I can. Because she's mine.

As the second youngest Ravage brother, I’ve spent my entire adult life rectifying our tainted family name and keeping my urges behind closed doors. Until my best friend’s little sister shows up at The Hunt ready to play, and I lose control. I tell myself it’s just a taste. Except, with her, I should’ve known a single taste wouldn’t be enough. And then the good girl I’ve known most of my life drops to her knees. For me. From that moment on, I knew she would only ever be one thing. Mine.

I never lived a day until he came along and found me… Forced to compete for our Chapter Lord’s hand in marriage, I silently pray through each and every ritual that I will not be chosen. But when my nightmare becomes a reality, my life turns into nothing short of hell. My dear Lord husband chose me because he needs an heir. He doesn’t care for my needs, he doesn’t even see me as a person. I’m a thing to own, a vessel to use. But amongst the horror there’s one shining light; Devin. One of my Chapter Guards. I’m not meant to look at him, let alone know his name.

I cultivated my shamelessness. I wore it as a badge of honor at my convent school, and I've been turning it into an art form at Alchemy, the club whose social media I manage. My boss, though? He's the most proper person I've ever met. No one would peg him as the finance director of a sex club. (I mean, no one's pegging him at all, which is probably his problem. #justsayin) I get it. He's a widower, single-parenting two little girls while holding down a massive job. He needs an outlet, something just for him.

The worldwide phenomenon continues as Eva and Gideon face the demons of their pasts and accept the consequences of their obsessive desires… From the moment I first met Gideon Cross, I recognized something in him that I needed. Something I couldn’t resist. I also saw the dangerous and damaged soul inside - so much like my own. I was drawn to it. I needed him as surely as I needed my heart to beat. No one knows how much he risked for me. How much I’d been threatened, or just how dark and desperate the shadow of our pasts would become.

I've turned into a shell of myself after something happened to me, something I can't face. But when my father owes the Most Dangerous Man in New York, he only has one bargaining chip—Me. I can feel the safe haven I've built crashing down around me as I stand face to face with the leader of the criminal underground—my future husband. Now I must navigate this unwanted marriage of convenience while never revealing the truth about myself or my past.

Once upon a time, I agreed to be hunted by the Blackwell Butchers.

I’ve never understood the need to be submissive, or dominant, for that matter. Trust doesn’t come easily for me. But there was that one time I watched my best friend with his Sir, and it roused something in me I don’t want to admit. Just like I can’t acknowledge out loud how alone I feel. Then my friend, Jordan, decides to play with David, a dominant we both know, and I think I’m jealous. They intrigue me separately, but Jordan and David together makes my interest even more explosive. Maybe, I want to let go, to let someone else to take the reins, so I can just be.

The night of summer solstice, I do something stupid. Drawn to the fire of magic, I approach the gods in their sacred circle. I am just a mortal, one of many. I shouldn't merit their attention. But behind the royal figures of the gods a shadow looms, menacing yellow eyes burning in its gloom. He asks me to dance. His clawed hands circle my waist, turning me to the sound of hoofbeats while his demonic voice whispers seductive lies in my ear. For one night and one night only, I let him touch me.