When I caught her sneaking into my home, I thought Raven was just a girl doing a silly sorority dare, so I set her bare ass on fire with my belt and then taught her a much more shameful lesson. My seed was already dripping down her thighs before I learned she's my enemy's daughter. That's when I decided I would be keeping her. And that I'd be making her my bride.

When Valerio Royal decided I would be accompanying him to his private island, he didn't ask. He just dragged me onto his plane bound and blindfolded with my ass still sore from a spanking. Then, after he finished making me come until I almost passed out, he asked me to marry him. Supposedly it would be just a temporary arrangement, a way to save his business empire in return for some desperately needed cash for me, but I've seen the look in his eyes when he's inside me.

He made me his before I even knew his name. When a gorgeous brute with piercing eyes and a body meant for sin washed up at my lakeshore beach, everything about him screamed out in warning. But I was still soaking wet and ready for him when he stripped me bare, his mouth, his hands, and his belt all demanding my complete surrender.

Ruthless and brutal, I was considered nothing but a cold-hearted beast, a man with no conscience, incapable of caring for anyone. My family's dark, mafia regime had a merciless hold on Miami, our wealth and savagery well known. There was no room for emotions, no heart of soul allowed and that was fine by me. When I was notified I'd been willed my estranged grandfather's ranch in Colorado, it became just another acquisition in my powerful estate.

D'Artagnan Conti was born into poverty, raised to be a soldier in my father's savage regime. I grew up in luxury, longing to escape my family's cruel machinations, and the young man with sapphire eyes and the voice of an angel became not just my forbidden crush but my everything. Then he was taken from me, killed in a brutal attack by our enemies. Or so I was led to believe....

Stone Keeler is a six-foot-four hunk who could win any girl’s heart and then make her scream in bed, but as he claimed my quivering body for the first time the look in his eyes was terrifying. It was dark and savage, as if at any moment he might lose control completely and take me like a beast takes his mate, mounting and rutting me and marking me as his with every brutal climax.

He didn't just come to ravage me. He came to claim me. When the fearsome alien warrior who invaded my dreams came for me in the flesh, he did more than just spank my bare ass and then make me scream his name as he mounted and rutted me. He marked me as his.

As the new bad boy of the Zulies, Missoula Montana's elite smokejumping team, Stoker Hansen is determined to make his mark. A danger junkie, he's hopeful this new chapter of his life will erase the demons lingering from his past. Then he meets a feisty woman with a caustic mouth and all bets are off.

Amidst the enchanting wintry landscapes of Regency England, fate weaves an unexpected story of love and redemption. Lady Emily Fairchild, a spirited widow carrying the weight of her past, crosses paths with the charismatic rogue, Mr. Nicolas Winters, the second son of a prestigious earl. When a twist of destiny brings Nicolas wounded and unconscious to Emily's door, her compassionate heart compels her to nurse him back to health. As he gradually awakens, an air of mystery surrounds the captivating stranger.

I have always been the good girl. The quiet girl. And I’m sick of it. I want to play; I want to have some fun. And there is one man with whom I want to do that. Caleb Anderson.

Handsome, good kisser, love, and a rake. Those are the requirements Grace Snowdon expects to find in her future husband. However, Grace’s focused search for her perfect match during her debut season may be closer than she realizes…

Maxwell Powers swept into my life after my father was gunned down, but the moment those piercing blue eyes caught mine, I knew he would be doing more than just avenging his old friend.

Saxon Thornburg is known to the world as a reputable businessman, but I knew his true nature even before he kidnapped, bared, bound, and punished me, and then shamefully ravaged me.

Eleanor "Ellie" Rockwell thought her days of excitement were over. After being laid off from her corporate job at forty-nine, she moved to the small town of Tablerock, Texas, opened the Silver Circle Cat Rescue, and settled into a quiet life with her daughter, Evie. Little did she know, her life was about to get a whole lot more...furry. When a magical crystal platter that allows cats to communicate with humans falls into her possession, Ellie finds herself thrown into a world of murder mysteries and feline sleuthing.

Inspired by a disastrous New Year’s Eve, a box of old diaries, and a woman who may or may not be her Fairy Godmother, Summer realizes she’s wasting her life in a dead end job, and that she hasn’t achieved a single one of the ambitions she had as a teenager. She didn’t kiss her high school crush. She didn’t travel the world, and become a famous singer. She didn’t overcome her fear of flying, ride a motorcycle, or meet Taylor Swift.