My billionaire boss caught me reading a very spicy book when I should have been working… The price of keeping my job? One night as his fake date. We’ve all read a book so good we couldn’t help sneaking just one more page, right? Mr Blackwood is dangerous - a London mafia boss - and was scheduled to be out all afternoon. When my favorite daydream is absent, I make do with fiction. I thought I was going to be sacked, or worse, for sure. But when I begged him, he looked at me severely and told me his conditions: I have to attend an event with him this evening and pretend to be his fiancee.

When Caroline Randall showed up at my door with the Italian mob after her and nowhere else to go, I took her in. Then I took off my belt and taught her what happens to naughty girls who get themselves in over their heads and need their best friend's dad to bail them out.

I’m only eighteen but when I get into trouble, becoming a mail-order bride in a patriarchal Pioneer Town is my only way out — but I’m shocked to find that my new husband is so much older than me, so dominant, and so hot! When I defy him and refuse the equally dominant Doctor's utterly humiliating medical exam, I find out just how strict they both can be. And the more I’m examined and punished, the more difficult it is to hide just how much I want it.

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.

Wherever I am, I'm the biggest guy in the room. People don't just gawk when they see me. They keep their distance, which is fine by me. Why do you think I bought a fixer-upper in the country? I don't mind the manual labor, just like I don't mind the solitude. I've got my own business and projects, and no room for anything—or anyone—else. That is, until an angel shows up on my doorstep, clutching a month-old advert touting a room for rent in my house.

He may be dangerous, but I can’t resist the urge to call him daddy. A secret kink I’ve never explored draws me to an underground club. My new friend and colleague is a regular member and convinces me to join her. What I didn’t know is the place is run by an Irish crime gang. Even worse, the leader of the gang takes an interest in me. Something tells me he’s not used to taking no for an answer. Devlin Murphy is six foot four of pure muscle, plastered in tattoos. He has dark eyes you could lose yourself in and an accent to die for.

Powerful and merciless. Cunning and cruel. A monster wrapped in luxury and wealth. Mikhail Romanov is my opposite in every way… and my new husband.

What if your boss asked you to have his baby? With one catch: You have to do it the old-fashioned way. Normally, I would've told him to take his offer and shove it. But my mom needs my help. And I can't afford to save her myself. In comes Arsen Adamov with a devil's deal on a silver platter. Have his baby. Then walk away—no strings attached. I'd do anything for my mom. And spending a night with my gorgeous, dangerous, billionaire boss isn't exactly torture.

He would have broken the rules for me. But he makes them. The first time Sebastian Winfield left me well-used and sore, I didn't know his name, let alone that he was a powerful billionaire, a friend of my father's, and... My new boss. But none of that kept him from bending me over his desk and spanking my bare ass until I promised to be a good girl.

I never meant to lie to my parents about my job—I only wanted to make them proud. So when Dad asks me to return to New York to manage the renovation of a townhouse he owns, I can't say no, even though I'm in way over my head. But the real challenge comes in the form of Kyle, the gruff and ruggedly-handsome foreman, eighteen years my senior and my father's best friend. We clash on everything, except for the chemistry that sizzles between us—chemistry he stubbornly denies.

He's powerful, gorgeous, twice my age… and obsessed with me? I might be an innocent runaway, but I’m at my friend’s funeral to avenge her murder by the mafia boss: King. He has other ideas. I should have guessed he’d retaliate with kidnap. Now I'm under his control, still intent on his demise, and honestly so turned on I could cry. When he offers me pleasure, I can't refuse.

Marrying her was my duty. Falling for her was my undoing. It was my idea to kidnap the daughter of my father’s rival. In my defense, I never expected that marrying her would be a part of the plan.

Once upon a time there lived three men bonded by darkness and pain. Each fighting a past that wants to drown them. All of them damaged and broken. None of them complete. Until her.

Kieran Murphy is an Irish mob boss and one of the most powerful men in Boston. When he walks me home, people step aside out of respect for him. He could have any woman he wants. So why does he have eyes only for me? Is it how he has to lift my chin with his fingers to keep my eyes level with his when he scolds me and how I cover my bottom instinctively when he tells me that I've earned a spanking? Or is it how I quiver at the thought of everything I'm too ashamed to beg him to do to me? Maybe it's all of those, but I'm pretty sure there's something else too.

Kane Romano is the most handsome, powerful man I’ve ever met. He’s also the man holding me captive. My asshole of a step-dad found himself on the wrong side of the mafia, and then offered me up in exchange for his life. How does he have the right? I’m 18 years old, and my step-dad doesn’t own me. The problem is, Kane Romano agrees. Everyone knows you don't fight with a Romano, unless you want to end up in an unmarked grave. I should be scared, but every time I look into those dark eyes, I feel safe and protected.

Maximo Giovanni Santaro is a king. A real king, like in the old days. The kind I didn’t know still existed. The kind who commands obedience and punishes any hint of defiance from his subjects. His Majesty doesn’t take no for an answer, and refusing his royal command has earned me not just a spanking that will leave me sobbing, but a lesson so utterly shameful, that it will serve as an example for anyone else who might dare to disobey him.

When Jane, a wealthy young widow, complains of her sexual frustration in her online support group she gets a little more than she bargained for. Beverley, another widow, suggests that what Jane really needs is a change of scene and she knows just the place. Within a month, Jane has sold her house in Florida and moved upstream to Winchester Drive, an expensive, gated community in Massachusetts. On the outside it looks like anywhere else, but this charming seaside community holds myriad secrets.

Ivory couldn’t contain her excitement when she was finally hired as an intern in one of the most prestigious hospitals in the state. Though she didn’t have many friends, she decided to celebrate and dive into the wild side a bit before starting her residency, so she went to one of the hottest nightclubs in town, Anges Amoureux, with every intention of losing herself in a crazy night of celebration.

I figured I'd be crashing on Derek's couch. But I end up in his bed. We're both exhausted after the concert. But in the middle of the night, something happens. I get my hands on Derek, onto his ripped body, and even down to his...um. But we don't go any further, and the next morning, I'm freaking out. We're both straight, so what exactly had just happened? He's my best friend. I don't want this to be weird. But I also can't just let it go, because I've never felt like this in my life. Derek and I are going to end up back in bed together, and he's going to take things further and deeper.

Set in Liverpool and Chester, Sensual Seduction is a pulse-pounding dark romance filled with passion, danger, and self-discovery. It also weaves a chilling integrated tale of a serial killer and cybercrime. Leila, a guarded woman, is drawn into an intense, heated connection with Alejandro, a charming yet mysterious man with a tortured past. Their shared love for Latin dance ignites a fiery chemistry that encourages her to confront her deepest vulnerabilities.

I never knew what I could learn at the doctor's office. Dr. Nelson just caught me checking him out. He's gorgeous, with a hot body and friendly demeanor—an attractive older man. The thing is, I'm 22, and I'm not gay. So why am I feeling this way? When Dr. Nelson confronts me about it during our exam, I admit to him that he's got me feeling hot and bothered. I think he'll be offended. Turns out I have nothing to worry about. And Dr. Nelson is ready to teach me a thing or two about my sudden new attraction.

She's made herself queen at this school. It's time I put her on her knees. Blaire Conrad isn't just the most popular girl at Stonewall Academy. She's a queen who reigns over her subjects with an iron fist. But she's made me an enemy, and I don't play by her rules. I make the rules, and I punish my enemies. She'll scream and beg as I strip her, spank her, and force one brutal climax after another from her beautiful little body, but before I'm done with her, she'll beg me shamefully for so much more. It's time for the king to teach his queen her place.

The moment Brooke Mikaels walked into my office, I knew she was mine. She needed my help and thought she could use her sweet little body to get it, but she learned a hard lesson instead. I don't make deals with silly little girls. I spank them. She'll get what she needs, but first she'll moan and beg and scream with each brutal climax as she takes everything I give her. She belongs to me now, and soon she'll know what that means.

Jay, a young man on the cusp of adulthood, is thrown into an unexpected and intense family tradition when he accompanies his stepfather, Steven, on a trip to a remote cabin in the woods. At the cabin, Jay meets Steven’s father, Henry, a charismatic, touchy-feely, and ripped older man who seems eager to initiate Jay into their family's unorthodox ways. The men share more than just conversations, and Jay finds himself pulled between confusion, desire, and lust as he navigates the strange dynamics of trust, vulnerability, and sexuality in this taboo, age gap erotica.

Avery: I came to this secluded cabin to escape, to find a moment of peace in the mountains. What I never expected was to walk in on three towering, rugged alphas who refuse to let me leave. They say I belong to them—that they can feel it in their bones. And when my heat surges with an intensity I’ve never experienced, I know they’re right. Luke: From the moment Avery walked into our cabin, my instincts roared to claim her. She’s an omega—a rare one. Sweet, untamed, and meant to be ours. She fights it at first, but I see the truth in her eyes. She wants this. She wants us. And ...

As an unauthorized third child, nineteen-year-old Aimee Harrington has spent her life avoiding discovery by government authorities, but her world comes crashing down around her after she is caught stealing a vehicle in an act of petulant rebellion. Within hours of her arrest, she is escorted onto a ship bound for a detention center in the far reaches of the solar system.

As Cami Davis stands in front of me in her nightgown, cheeks blushing and voice quavering, I know what she's come to ask me even before she can muster the courage to speak the words.

The moment we felt the mate bond, Kaci had only one choice to make: surrender to instinct and bear our pups like a good girl or force us to chase her down, belt her ass, and breed her hard. She chose hard, and she got it. Over and over again. But the truth is she was ours long before we marked her.

Wherever I am, I'm the biggest guy in the room. People don't just gawk when they see me. They keep their distance, which is fine by me. Why do you think I bought a fixer-upper in the country? I don't mind the manual labor, just like I don't mind the solitude. I've got my own business and projects, and no room for anything—or anyone—else. That is, until an angel shows up on my doorstep, clutching a month-old advert touting a room for rent in my house.

Maximo and I, we were definitely a fairy tale. Not the cleaned-up, sanitized ones where life’s problems are solved with a smile and a song. We were the old-school kind. A twisted tales packed with murder, violence, and tragic beginnings. Okay, so maybe we weren’t a traditional fairy tale. After all, Maximo was more villain than prince. He was scarily sexy. Devilishly charming. Controlling, possessive, and dangerous. Especially when it came to me. His little dove. And heaven help anyone who tried to free me from my gilded cage.