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When I learn that Reed is a sadist, I want to be the best submissive that I can possibly be to please him. Not because I have to but because I want to. He has done so much for me and has shown me a side of him that he never wanted me to see. I want to show him that he is not the broken man that he thinks he is, but is so much more.

When Ally first met billionaire Colton Kaswell, she saw an opportunity to further her career as a journalist and never dreamed the two of them could fall for each other. While the couple runs from their past, the present is quickly catching up as it threatens to destroy everything around them.

Tangled in his dark web, Ally realizes Colton’s risky pleasures are as sadistic as he promised, and there's no chance of escaping him. While he struggles with his own demons, she is confronted with the ghosts of his past. But someone outside of the relationship is lurking, determined to benefit from their situation...in every way they can. Will they find a way to compromise before someone else destroys them?

From Vivian Ward comes a story of pleasure, lies, lust, and love. He must have her—all of her. And she must write a story that will blow her career wide open. Colton tries to keep his sadistic needs to himself but the young, beautiful journalist is far too tempting....

Amelia Lark was backpacking across Europe when she came across a handsome WereLion who was cute but could not take no for an answer. Thankfully, she was saved from danger by an even more gorgeous man named Aibek. Aibek was not a WereLion but a WereLeopard. A snow leopard to be exact. But the WereLions were always going to come back for Amelia and, with the snow on the mountain piling up, she was now stranded with her hero snow leopard.

Looks can be deceiving. On paper, I'm a dream man. I made the cover of Forbes magazine. Twice. I'm sexy AF. Loaded. And bilingual. But I'm hiding a dark secret. A pain that never goes away. In so many ways, I'm still the lonely boy always missing his daddy. The only people who ever truly loved me are dead and gone. Sure, I might have millions, but it can't buy me love. Everything in my world is fake. I'm sick of the scene. The charity events and the starving models all dying to suck me off. Then fate brings me Selina. She's a fiery, hot-blooded Latina.

I was born a Salvatore. She a Fiorelli. Our families have taken serious vows to end the other. But when it came time for me to make mine...the only vow I made was to make the Little Fiorelli girl mine even it meant taking her breath, heart heart, shattering her soul into pieces just so I can be the villain playing the hero, piecing it back together again.

I’ve loved Jade ever since I first laid eyes on her. She’s always been mine. And now, a dangerous evil wants to take her away from me. He wants to hurt her, cage her free spirit. Over my dead body will he lay a finger on her. No one takes what’s mine. And no one hurts what I love, without paying the price. She’s my life, my love, my everything. And I’ll be damned if I lose her.

I didn’t expect to cross paths with Ciara Morton. Her innocent beauty literally knocked me to my knees. I’d never met a woman like her. She’s smart to stay away from me. I like my sex rough and dirty, and I don’t believe in love. But she’s slowly seeping into my bones, And the more she rejects me, the greedier I get. She should stay away, before I lose all sense of control.

I’m a sick, perverted fool. I want to defile the only innocent thing that exists in this god forsaken place. Luna is as pure as they come, 18, untouched, and beautiful. But I can’t have her. It’s not right. A woman like Luna deserves someone better than me. But the hunger I have for her seeks control, and I don’t know if I’ll be able to hold back much longer.

She changed me. I'm no longer a dark, broken man, but the sins of my past haunt me. I destroyed lives while breaking countless woman who thought they could reach my black heart. They all failed. All but one. Her. But I'm not a man worthy of my dove. Not yet anyway. But I vow I will be someday. I hope she'll still fly for me then.

I leave my club and go Nomad to help dull the pain of losing my sister, but I can’t figure out how to move on. My best friend and club president, Stryker, calls me home for a battle with a rival club. We killed them all, and I planned on riding the open road again. But I meet Izzy’s pregnant sister, Marie, and she captivates me. She’s naïve and innocent, but she’s brave and beautiful too. But I won’t leave my club brothers again, and I’ll never let go of Marie. I’ll ride through Hell to stay and make her mine.

Jack Diesel is hiding something. All rugged goodness, with a dark edge. He’s the type of man who'll get me in trouble. The type of man I should stay away from. There’s no avoiding someone like Diesel. He’s a powerful magnet that lights my whole body on fire. But he has secrets. Secrets I can’t help but look into. Secrets that are hindering me from being with him. Secrets I intend to uncover.

She’s a wildcat in bed, and she’s driving me insane! Ever since that first night I can’t get enough of Rahyne Andrews. Her kisses, her body, her moans, drive me crazy. I can’t seem to say no to her. My only problem is that she doesn’t seem to be interested in more than my body. And I’m not about to have my control taken away from me. She either bends to my will, or I’m walking.

I’d heard the phrase a dozen times; I just never thought I’d married one. But I did - and he turned out to be far worse than I could ever imagine. It’s crazy how easily a handsome face can hide a cruel mind. I never expected my life to end up this way. Fighting every - single - day - just to survive. And I’m tired. Tired of hiding the truth. Tired of all the lies.

A married husband and wife coincidentally check into the same hotel at different times, and both commit adultery in separate rooms with individual flings. After the act, the partners, one a young prostitute for the husband, and one a young and virile man for the wife, briefly meet and see a spark of romance before letting each other go.

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.

I didn’t do it. Of f--king course, I’m guilty before the trial. What the f--k happened to innocent until proven guilty? As the 1 percent MC Prez, I’m guilty.

Where wicked deeds end in sinful pleasures. The Hellbound Lovers are tough, ride hard, and love fiercely. And when they set their heart on something, there’s nothing stopping them from getting what they want. Especially when that something involves top of the line curves. That make their engines rumble and purr like a smooth dream. When these men fall, they fall hard, and when impending danger threatens what they love most...they’ll do whatever it takes to protect it.

Charm. Old money. A six-pack. Loves dogs. He'd be the perfect guy - if I wasn't suing him. Mr. Hot-shot lawyer has no idea I'm the girl he swore he'd have his day in court with. I lied. Gave him a fake name. I couldn't wait to see the look on his face when we'd meet again in small claims. But the kiss we shared under the stars was explosive.