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— BLURB — I could still feel his eyes roaming over my face, lingering a little too long. His thumb brushed lightly against my chin. “I don’t have a big mouth,” I managed to say, immediately regretting it. His jaw tightened, and his eyes grew darker. If I didn’t know what kind of maniac he was, I might have thought he was interested in me. But I knew better than to make that mistake. “Oh, but you do, my love,” Nikolai murmured, a wicked smile spreading across his face. “And I can’t help remembering what I saw you witness the other day.” I gasped, shocked by his words. Of course I remembered that day! “You have no shame, do you?!” I demanded, glaring at him. His laughter filled the room. I swear, that was the first time I’d ever seen him laugh like that. “You’re right, my Kukolka. I have no shame,” he said, his smile turning into something far more dangerous. “That’s the only way to rule this world.” And with that, he left me standing there, speechless.

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Noami grew up with an abusive mother, and so when she turned 18, she decided to hunt her ex-stepfather down as he was the only one who ever truly cared about her. She absolutely adores him, and he adores her right back. Can their love survive, albeit changed a drunken reunion, bullies from the past, and unwanted suitors? Or will everything they face tear them apart when they just found each other again? Or will his money play a part in his demise? I tilted my head back as I fell against his chest and he immediately lowered his head to press his lips against mine. Oh, God! Not again. This was bad. I needed to pull away. Why wasn’t I pulling away? Why was I opening my mouth so he could deepen the kiss? And why were my hands going under his shirt to stroke along his muscles? I closed my eyes as I leaned against him, enjoying the kiss more than I should. When he finally pulled away, I looked up at him mesmerized by our kiss for the second time. He grinned down at me as his eyes danced merrily. “So, were you serious about what you said?” he asked huskily, confusing me. “What did I say?” I replied. His hands moved down my body until his hands were gripping my ass. “You said you were going to let me have you.” When my mouth dropped open in shock, he groaned. “Or we can start with that if you prefer.” I snapped my mouth shut when what he meant registered in my head. “Oh, God!” He chuckled as he pulled me up his body a little so that I could feel his erection. “Say yes and I’ll make you scream that.” “I-I…yes."

Michela Stewart spent years waiting for a boy who only knew how to make her feel small. At home, the one man who never looked at her that way was the last man she was supposed to want…. her stepfather, Miles. After her mother’s death, the house they shared became a quiet battlefield of glances, almost-touches, and words neither of them dared to finish. Michela learned how to stop shrinking. Miles learned how hard it was to stay only a guardian. But the outside world does not stay outside for long. An old crush refuses to accept that she has moved on. A woman from Miles’s past knows how to smile while she reaches for what still belongs to him. And a family that once closed its doors is suddenly interested in who stands beside him now. When private feelings collide with public pressure, Michela must decide how much of herself she is willing to protect, and how much she is finally ready to claim. Some bonds are formed by blood. Others are formed by the people who see you when no one else does. And some secrets do not stay secrets forever.

In a town controlled by fear, Indianna is trying to find a way to survive. The only goal is to take down Rogue, but with him growing stronger every day it seems impossible. How can Indianna deal with new people, new challenges, the loss of a mate and a pregnancy, as well as a brother who wants to control the werewolf world and hurt everyone she cares about? In the end, who will be defeated, her or Rogue? [SHY BOOK #2] SEQUEL TO SHY, YOU WILL PROBABLY BE HIGHLY CONFUSED IF YOU DON'T READ THAT FIRST !!

BLURB Layla Thompson was once a confident, slender girl with a bright future and a loving boyfriend. After a near-fatal illness left her with a fuller, plus-size body, her world began to crumble. Rejected and shamed by the man she thought loved her, Layla finds herself lost in the night—until a devastatingly handsome older man enters her life. One impulsive, passionate night with a mysterious stranger awakens desires she never knew she possessed. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. The stranger is none other than Mateo Reyes—her new CEO, her ex-boyfriend's father and her soon-to-be stepfather. The stranger that makes her leg shake is about to become her stepfather, the boy who told her she was not worth looking at is about to become her stepbrother. Layla realized that the man who truly sees her beauty may be the one she can never openly claim. Now, Layla must navigate forbidden attraction, intense guilt, and overwhelming /ust.

Good….. I want to see you play with yourself and unless you have my permission, you can't fucking cum" "Yes, Daddy" I thought I had a problem being aroused. My ex boyfriend broke up with me for being insensitive to his touches and I thought I really had a problem with myself until I met him, Mark Arthur, my late father's best friend. He could make me wet just by staring at me and his slightest touches could make the 'insensitive' me shudder and cum. Yet, he wanted boundaries, he wanted to be a father figure to me but I didn't want him as a father. I wanted him. I wanted him to be my daddy. I wanted to be his little submissive slut and I was going to break his boundaries until I became His Little plaything.

Unholy Cravings is a dark, addictive collection where nothing is sacred and everything is on the edge. These aren't love stories. They're made for readers who crave what they shouldn't.

Hi lovely Readers, here's the author. Thank you for reading to the end of this book, and a new book is about to start. Enough spoilers, read on to know what happens. Don't forget to leave your comments. XoXo. "I need to come," I tell her. "Please... yes..." "Come with me..." I drop her to her back and lower myself back in position. My belly presses to hers, and her pretty little nipples feel so sweet against my chest. "I can't..." she whispers. "I'm so... fluttery..." "You can," I tell her. "I promise you, you can." I pause. "And you will.

WARNING:⚠️ THIS BOOK CONTAINS A LOT OF MATURE CONTENTS Damon's eyes blaze with unholy delight as he watches Hazel struggle to take his massive cock, her face contorted in a mix of pain and pleasure. He can feel her throat constricting around him, the pressure exquisite, and he knows he's pushing her to her limits.Fuck, yes, he snarls, his grip on her hair tightening almost painfully, that's it, take it all. Swallow my cock like the obedient little cumslut you are.He rocks his hips, fucking her face with shallow thrusts, relishing the feeling of her saliva coating his shaft, her nose pressed to his groin. The sounds of her gagging, choking, and slurping only spur him on, stoking the fires of his lust.Damon's roar of pleasure echoes through the chamber as Hazel's hands find his sac, massaging and caressing his most sensitive flesh. The added stimulation pushes him closer to the edge, his cock pulsing and throbbing in her mouth.Enough, he growls, yanking her off his dick with a wet pop. On your knees, bitch. Time to fill that greedy cunt with my seed.He grabs her arms and forces her onto her knees, spreading her legs wide apart. With one hand, he unfastens his belt and frees his cock, stroking it impatiently as he positions himself at her entrance.Open wide, he snarls, pressing the head of his cock against her slick folds. Take it all, like a good little whore. Let me mark you as mine.Forced into a marriage with a mysterious, dangerous man known as "the Devil," a young woman must survive his dark world while uncovering secrets that blur the line between hatred and unexpected desire.

Adrian died believing the villain deserved a happy ending. Then he woke up inside his favorite novel—not as the hero, but as the Crown Prince destined to kill the Demon Lord. Bound by a ruthless World System that demands the original tragedy, Adrian must choose between following the story... or saving the man who was never meant to be loved. But every attempt to change fate awakens an ancient soul bond, and the more Adrian saves the villain, the more dangerously obsessed Cassian Nyx becomes with him. When the entire world wants the Demon Lord dead... will Adrian rewrite destiny, or die trying?

Annie Matthews has made her peace with invisibility. She’s a too-curvy, graying redhead, a diner waitress, a single mom pushing fifty, and perfectly content cheering from the sidelines of her children’s happy lives. Romance? That chapter is closed. Especially thoughts about the gorgeous young doctor who says her name like it matters. Dr. Sam Innis fell in love with Annie three years ago and never fell out. When an accident lands her back in his ER, he decides he’s done waiting. Annie is his light, his miracle, his once-in-a-lifetime, and this time, he’s not letting her walk away. Of course, nothing worth having comes easy. There are doubts to slay, fears to face, and a world that insists this kind of love shouldn’t exist. But fairy tales don’t belong only to the young. Sometimes, the bravest love story begins exactly where everyone else thinks it should end.

Angel Anzores was used by her aunt and uncle to pay off their debt after they hid her younger brother, Angelo, and threatened to sell him if she refused to comply. Left with no choice, the young woman had to obey the people who took them in after their parents died in a car accident. Salvatore Ravalli, known as "Tore" in the underground world, is a ruthless 35-year-old mafia leader to whom Angel's aunt and uncle owed money. He finds himself drawn to Angel. Will Angel be able to accept the man who initially threatened her using her own brother's life? What will Salvatore do when Angel discovers that he was involved in the accident that claimed her parents' lives, leading her and her brother into the life given to them by their so-called guardians? Can Salvatore save the woman he loves from the clutches of his equally ruthless enemies?

Jordyn Windslow never expected a trip to Sicily for her sister’s wedding to put her directly in the path of one of the most feared men on the island. Ares Russo is dark, controlled and impossible to read. The kind of man who walks into a room and changes the atmosphere without saying a word. Jordyn knows almost nothing about him, only that people seem to lower their voices when he is near, doors open without question, and no one is ever brave enough to tell him no. What she doesn’t know is why. Known in the underworld as “Il Mietitore”—the Reaper—Ares built a reputation on blood, fear and silence. Violence, vengeance and death are all he has ever really known. Until Jordyn. She is everything he has no business wanting. Beautiful, stubborn and far too innocent for the darkness surrounding him. Ares knows keeping his distance is the only way to protect her from the life he has spent trying to leave behind. Then Jordyn becomes a target. Protecting her should have been simple. Falling for her was never part of the plan. As danger closes in and long-buried secrets begin to surface, Jordyn starts to realise the man she has fallen for is hiding far more than she ever imagined. Loving Ares means stepping into a world she never knew existed, one built on loyalty, power and blood. And once Ares decides Jordyn is his to protect, there is no line he won’t cross to keep her safe. Ares Russo may have tried to leave the Reaper behind, but some monsters never truly disappear. He vows, for every tear Jordyn sheds, someone will bleed. And Sicily is about to remember exactly why they called him the Reaper.

WARNING: Read with Caution. On the night of our engagement ritual, my mate rejected me for another man right in front of the entire pack! Vodka couldn’t drown the shame. Nothing could. I was already the pack’s laughing stock. So I did the most unforgivable thing imaginable… I came to the ruthless Alpha Creed who happens to be my step-father.

He'd saved me from her, given me a room, safety, and a chance to breathe. Azeem was supposed to be my refuge, not my obsession. Off-limits in the worst way: the man who'd seen me broken and put me back together. But living under his roof meant watching him at night, hearing what he did behind locked doors, and realising the control he kept leashed during the day had always been meant for me. I didn't run like a sane human should. I got on my knees.

"A woman like you? No fucking way you're a virgin." "Who said virgins can't be filthy, Rocco?" DIANA SANTORO: Five years locked inside a convent. Not because I was holy. Because the family I was born into is dangerous. My name is Diana Santoro. Mafia blood. And in this world, daughters like me get hidden away until the war is over. Now my brother’s the Don. And he wants me back. The man he sent to collect me? Rocco Moretti. The most feared monster in Italy. The devil of Cosa Nostra. They say he pulls confessions out of men with his bare hands—then sleeps like a baby afterward. Three days on the road. Just us. He’s expecting some scared little nun-in-training, ready to be escorted quietly back to my gilded cage. He has no idea that the only innocent thing about me is this face. **** ROCCO MORETTI: Forty-seven men. That's how many I've killed. Tortured more than double that. Never lost a minute of sleep over any of them. So why does this girl—with her innocent eyes and that smart mouth—make me feel like I'm losing my goddamn mind around every bend of this road? Last night, at some roadside motel, she walked into my room. Ran her fingers over my tattoos, looked up at me with this smirk, and told me she wasn't wearing underwear. What the hell does she want? To destroy me? To see how far she can push before I snap? She's a virgin. Untouched. Off-limits. The one thing a man like me can never have. But when she looks at me like that—wearing that short dress, lips parted just enough—I forget who I am. I forget I'm the monster. And I start wanting, with everything in me, to be the one who ruins her. Even if it costs me my life. Even if it costs me everything.

Pedro Marquez has built his life around control, power, and keeping his heart guarded. In his world, attachment is risky, and love is a weakness he cannot allow himself. When a betrayal within his organization pulls him back to Havana, he is forced to confront the life he walked away from, and the people who still consider him family. Dante greets him as if no time has passed. Cassie still makes him feel welcome. But it is Michelle, Dante’s daughter, who shakes his composure most. She is no longer the young girl he remembers. She has grown into a woman who stirs up feelings he cannot name. She is nineteen now. Bright, feeling deeply, and unguarded in the way she watches him. For Michelle, Pedro was a comfort from her childhood, her first hero, the person who once made her feel safe when the world felt lonely. His unexpected return revives feelings she thought she had left behind, emotions she was never supposed to harbor. What starts as a reunion soon simmers with unspoken tension neither of them can fully explain. Michelle’s fondness deepens into something more, while Pedro struggles with an internal conflict, caught between growing attraction, guilt, and loyalty to Dante, his closest friend. He knows he should keep his distance. She is still young, and Dante is like a brother to him. He also knows the dark world he belongs to tends to corrupt all that is good and unspoiled. Pedro has never been the type to open his heart or give in to soft affection. Michelle is far too gentle for the life he leads. And yet. She cannot bring herself to pull away.

Jesse Miller has spent his entire life fighting poverty, protecting his family, and swallowing his pride just to survive. Until one reckless act of courage puts him directly in the path of the most feared man in Italy. Donato Del Sindacato is ruthless, and absolutely determined to destroy an arranged marriage with the powerful Cascio family. He doesn't need a lover. He needs a husband. And Jesse is perfect. Desperate for money to save his sick mother, Jesse accepts Donato's outrageous six-month contract. The rules are simple: no intimacy, no feelings, no questions, and absolutely no confusing their fake marriage with something real. Jesse agrees. He should have known better. Because pretending to be Donato's devoted husband means stepping into a world of blood, power, betrayal, and dangerous desire. Every gala demands stolen touches. Every public appearance requires convincing kisses. Every whispered endearment makes the line between acting and reality thinner. And Donato is supposed to be straight. So why does the Don's gaze linger too long? Why does his touch feel less like a performance every time? And why does Jesse's heart race whenever that cold, controlled man pulls him closer? Six months should be easy. Until Donato discovers that his contract husband has become the one thing he cannot afford to lose. And Jesse discovers that escaping the Don's world might be impossible... because Donato never asks for something twice. He simply takes it.

⚠️ Content Warning ⚠️ This book includes themes of homophobia, including discriminatory language and behavior. These elements are included to reflect certain real-world attitudes and experiences, but they do not reflect the views of the author. Reader discretion is advised. If you find such content distressing, please take care as you proceed. — Gunner took the job thinking it would be easy: keep an eye on the Floros’ only son while his parents were out of the country for a business trip. Follow and carry out the rules the Floros' had given him—watch the kid, keep him out of trouble, and collect a generous paycheck. But Layland Floros is anything but a kid. Beautiful, bold, and entirely too provocative for his own good, Layland isn’t interested in being watched. With a bratty attitude that dares Gunner to break every boundary he’s set for himself when he's on the job, Layland turns a simple assignment into something far more dangerous. Gunner's never been with a man. Never even thought about it—until Layland. Now, every moment in that house is thick with tension, with heat that hums just beneath the surface. The more Gunner tries to keep things professional, the harder it becomes to ignore what he was really feeling towards the young man. Soon, duty gives way to desire, and Gunner finds himself crossing lines he swore he wouldn’t. But when the chemistry between them explodes into something real and raw, he’ll have to face the truth: babysitting Layland and carrying out the young man's parents' rules was never the hard part. Staying away from him is. And if Layland's parents find out what really happened behind the closed doors of their home, Gunner could lose more than just the job.