Novel & Cerita New Releases Contemporary Romance

I know some of you have been wondering what I’ve been planning lately, especially with all the changes happening behind the scenes… and today I’m finally ready to tell you 🖤 First of all, thank you once again, I know have said that more times than I can count. Thank you for staying with me through every chaotic update, every disappearing act, every unfinished cliffhanger that probably made some of you want to hunt me down personally 😭 You guys have supported my stories in ways you probably don’t even realize, and honestly? I appreciate every read, every comment, every gem, every silent reader lurking in the shadows too 👀 Now for the exciting part… I’m officially introducing my new dark pa

“Prepare her for the sex battle and get her in the ring. I’ll be her opponent for the night. The winner gets to fuck his opponent senseless…without a condom.” *** Hello, everyone. This book will probably be released next month so anticipate!!! This time, I have taken note of all your complaints and corrections concerning my previous books and I promise that this one will be a work of art. It’s going to be a very dark romance, coupled with dangerous secrets, fiery pleasure, nail-biting suspense and most importantly, the sexiest Italian men ever written!! ANTICIPATE!!

Nathan asks. "He's always been very open minded, not much bothers him. My brother wasn't happy that I'm dating two guys older than me, but he got over it," I say and peck their lips, one after the other. Marcus catches my lips for a longer kiss and Nathan leans over to kiss along my jaw and across to Marcus' neck. Marcus breaks from our kiss to press his lips to Nathan's. This is so hot! They fight for dominance until Nathan bites Marcus' lip and pulls it back for a second before diving back in. I feel myself get hard in my jeans but the mood is instantly dampened when Lacey barges back inside with another jug of cocktail. "As hot as that is, break it up so we can get back to drinking!"

Chapter Three – Retreat’s Rapture The Sapphire Retreat darkened as night fell, the stars reflecting on the waves, the cabana’s sapphire curtains billowing in the coastal breeze, the air thick with the musk of our passion. My body was a map of their desire—bruises on my hips and thighs, bite marks on my chest, cum and sweat coating my skin—yet the hunger within me raged, a primal need fueled by Marcus and Liam’s unrelenting dominance. The two men loomed over me, their breaths heavy, cocks hard again, eyes locked on mine with a fierce devotion, ready to culminate the retreat in a rapture of flesh and spirit. The isolation thrummed with the energy of our shared taboo, their partnership a sacred

I finally completed my statement, my voice a bit firmer, and he raised his eyes, releasing a deep breath. He tossed the document onto the sofa and took slow, deliberate steps over to me, something dark flashing in his eyes. His clenched fists, tight jaw, and brooding eyes, it was obvious that he was trying to hold back, and it did nothing but arouse me. Every step he took sent shivers down my spine, spiking my excitement and making my pussy drip juices that soaked my panties. The tension was thin, our lust was thick, and even though I hadn't put in an effort not to, I found myself craving for the man that I've been told to avoid.. a man rumored to be a heartless killer.

And I hated even more that I was about to come to the sound of him destroying someone else. It had been over two years since I’d had good sex. Actually good sex. The kind that leaves you sore, satisfied, and walking funny the next day. My last decent lay was with Marcus, and even he eventually turned vanilla and boring, finishing in under five minutes before rolling over to check his phone. After him, it was a string of disappointments; selfish guys, premature finishers, and one who asked if I could ‘moan quieter’ because he had an early meeting.

Chapter 1: The Match Ella Ramirez leaned against the counter at Brew Haven, the late Tuesday afternoon lull dragging like molasses. Rain streaked the Portland café's large windows, turning the gray sidewalk into a blurry watercolor. At 19, juggling community college graphic design classes and barista gigs, Ella thrived on these quiet moments—sketching customers or scrolling her phone for inspiration. Today, though, boredom won. She pulled up SparkMatch, the addictive new dating app hyped on her For You page. "Real connections, real sparks," the tagline teased.

I could feel their disapproval like a chill wind, but the mate mark on my chest glowed brighter, pulsing with shared power that defied both groups. James pulled me closer on the mossy ground, his hands roaming over my body with renewed hunger. He kissed my neck where his bite had marked me, his tongue soothing the tender skin while his fingers found my wet pussy again. I spread my legs for him, inviting the next wave of energy exchange. His cock, thick and ready, pressed against my entrance once more, sliding in with a slow, deliberate push that made me arch and moan. We moved together in a rhythm that built the magic, each thrust sending waves of heat through the bond.

Facing each other, he starts, “I came here for a fresh start, Catherine. I won’t let anything get in the way of that. Not even you.” AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hi everyone, sorry to interrupt your reading. But I thought you would like to know that this book is now available as an ebook, paperback, and hardback, under it’s new title: To Seduce Calum Dissick. It went live on Amazøn on February 14, 2024. Cathie’s birthday. FUN FACT: The hardbacks have coloured pages. If you have been wanting a copy to hold, this is your chance to get one. Your reviews also matter. So, if you do get to purchasing a copy, make sure to leave me a review. It’s much appreciated. Thank you for reading!

If anyone should be mortified, it’s him—or at least as mortified as his boyfriend, who’s currently blushing like a guilty choirboy. One second earlier or later, and Vanya and I would’ve walked in on a live performance of ‘Why Door Locks Were Invented.’ Guess we missed the climax by that much. And just like that, it’s lights, camera, sex scenes. Again. My brain’s been playing the same genre on loop lately. Maybe Vanya has a point. I should find someone to hook up with. The cute redhead from her Snapchat, the one she swears is queer, might be something.