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J About Aurelia Aurelia Skye is the pen name USA Today bestselling author Kit Tunstall uses when writing science fiction romance. It’s simply a way to separate the myriad types of stories she writes so readers know what to expect with each “author.” Join her newsletter at kittunstall.com/newsletter.

com Books by Autumn Dawn: Spark Series: When Sparks Fly Dorchester No Words Alone Dorchester Solar Flare Anthology for the Mammoth Book of Time Travel Romance: Hemlock & Iron Indie books: Dark Lands Series: The Charmer Dark Lands: Homecoming Scent of Danger The Golden Bell Ghost in Her Heart Beast Wars The Woman Inside The Other Woman Through the Looking Glass Ride The Stars Careful, He Bites Interstellar Lover Under the Bridge

Can You Keep A Secret (Nathan & Daniel) ⪻⪻⪻ Romance / Mature : 1. Taming The Wild CEO (Completed on GoodNovel) 2. Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits / Dark Pretenses ( Clara Summers & Dean ) 3. Taming The Wild Duke ( William & Kate ) 4. Not So Plain Jane ( Steven Summers & Jane Austin ) 5. Irresistible Duology: Simply Irresistible ( Autumn & Phraser ) 6. Dark Deception ( Declan Summers & Ma Qingshan )

"Name one time you sat down with me to discuss our wedding ever since you proposed to me." "I... I've been busy Chloe." "I am Chloe Black,the most eligible single woman in this country and I. Am. Nobody's consolation price. I am the first priority. Do you know why we lasted this long? Because you gave me attention. Pretty things aren't what I want. I want your time. I want to be important to you." "You are..." "No I'm not. If I were, you won't pass me over for work. My relationship, our relationship has to be your first priority, not the second. As it stands right now,you don't value this relationship"

It will be the second book. Thankyou for supporting me. You can check out my other two books here and also on Dreâme a.pp by A. Gupta, if you're interested in Dark Romance and Anti heroes. @Gupta

“Keep it.” “If you read the contract properly, you’d know this conversation was inevitable,” he said flatly. “Have a good life, Ruby.” She turned to leave—but stopped. “I was stupid to think Caspian Blackwood would ever love me,” she said, her voice trembling. “To think you’d see me differently from the rest. But all you’ve ever cared about is power, luxury, and the Blackwood name.” She inhaled shakily. “Congratulations on being the perfect Blackwood man. And I’m sorry for loving someone who clearly doesn’t want to be loved.”

For those who are looking for a dark romance about a very morally grey alpha with black cat vibes where the MMC makes the FMC earn her freedom, read Buttons and Lace now. And for my romantasy readers, I also write dark fantasy romance under Penelope Barsetti. My newest release is The Death King, a necromancer intent on revenge...and will unalive anyone who touches his woman.

He kissed the sensitive skin there and I closed my eyes, savoring the pleasure that pulsed through my core. “Please,” I pleaded, not knowing what I was even asking for. “Please what?” Mitch's voice was silk wrapped in steel. He drove deeper and harder. “Tell us what you want. You know we are here to fulfill your darkest desires.” With them, I suddenly forgot it was snowing outside. Because I was hot and everything inside me was on fire. “More,” I begged, turning sideways to see how Mitch was fucking me. “Harder. Don't stop.”

A smile found my lips in the dark behind my closed eyes. Subtle. Secretive. Belonging to no one but me. I was no longer just Georgia Mason, the flawless acquisition, the diamond princess preserved and displayed and maintained to someone else's precise specifications. I had become something else tonight under a bookstore awning in the rain. Something dangerous. Something that had remembered, in the press of warm hands and a mouth that meant what it did, that it was free. She left the water on the marble. The small rebellions are where it starts. -- J

A dangerous part of me wanted exactly the opposite. I eventually fell asleep sometime after midnight. But sleep brought no peace. Only Sebastian. he stood in front of me wearing nothing except dark sweatpants hanging low on his hips. His dark eyes burned into mine while rain crashed outside the windows behind him. “Come here, princess,” he said in that deep rough voice that always weakened me. I stared at his with lust filled eyes. And went to him immediately. No hesitation. No fear. No resistance. His hands gripped my waist tightly while his mouth crashed against mine hungrily.