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My family was never supposed to meet my fake fiancee. Except she just walked into my hospital room, looking just as surprised as I am. All because of one white lie. They think we’ve been together for a year, but I only met her last night. I panicked after my father didn’t name me as the next CEO of our family’s billion-dollar company. His reasoning was that “I care *too* much about work”. In fact, the whole small town we live in thinks I’m too rigid and too serious.

I’ve been quiet long enough. I’m nothing like my brothers. I’ve devoted my life to my work, and I don’t care about God or family. I live alone, and I like it that way. Soon, I’ll have the job of my dreams far away from this place, and that’s all that matters. Everything is going perfectly. That is until Sadie Green walks into my class. She is brilliant and funny and infuriating, and she’s ruining everything I have planned for my life. When she gets the news that she’s pregnant, and the baby’s father isn't going to help her, I step in. She needs guidance, control, and discipline.

A riveting dystopian nightmare that’s Blake Crouch meets Silent Hill, in which a woman finds herself jailed in a subterranean fortress, and must fight for her sanity and survival. ****Goodreads Choice Award Finalist**** Buried deep below the everyday life of our society lives an underground...

I have only one goal in life: become a detective. It’s there, just out of reach, so close I can taste it. When I find out the Vitale family is about to be investigated again, I do what I do best. Jump in head first. There’s just one problem; Enzo Vitale. The man is red hot danger, every word a dare from his lips. And I never was one to turn away from a challenge….

Victor promised me that I'd be one of the team. That I'll stand at his side, helping him mastermind my father's demise. I'll direct Saint to finding our enemies, and I'll tell Angelo when to pull the trigger. So why does it feel like they're humoring me? Why is every single victory only followed by another humiliation? I need to prove to them that I'm important to their operation. I need to prove that I'm not expendable.

I hate the mafia. Mountains of debt that never go away, strange men in suits with guns, whispered threats in the backroom. That’s what my life has become. I told my father to never get tangled up with the Bianchi’s, but he would do anything to save the gym his grandfather started. I thought I could handle it. Until my father takes off. Now I’m stuck with his debt and Gabriele. The a-hole says I belong to him now until I’ve worked off every cent. If I want to keep my beloved family gym I have no choice but to obey.

Good girl. I am good. I’m good at my job, running my company, and making a filthy amount of money. But when a tattooed, dark-haired stranger a decade younger than me whispers Good Girl in my ear—I don’t want to be good anymore. Behind closed doors, Salt shows me things I’ve never experienced. He holds me captive with his burning touch and fevered demands of submission. He brings me to my knees and makes me yearn to stay there forever, even as the clock ticks… Everyone says what we’re doing is sinful. That a woman like me shouldn’t have desires like this.

From USA Today best-selling author Trisha Wolfe comes her most dark and dangerous romance psych thriller that readers say is: "deliciously twisted"Duet: a performance by two. But who is acting, and who is devolving? A buried past is unearthed, and Grayson Sullivan--AKA The Angel of Maine--retaliates against the system who made him, deploying psychological warfare on the woman who initially set him free. Dr. London Noble probes deep into the mind of the killer she's fallen for, searching for answers, as a copycat killer threatens their unity. Are they partners, lovers, or enemies?

Raymond Reynolds is a fetish photographer, or at least that’s what he’s striving to be; currently, he makes a minimal living as an office temp. He feels like a failure in everything but his art. Until a mysterious invitation arrives at the gallery showing his collection. The Melinoe Research Institute has invited him to participate in a research study involving male sexuality and sexual response. It seems one of their members saw his show and thought he might be a good candidate. Ray’s heard of The Melinoe Club. One of his fetish models mentioned it as very elite, very expensive femdom club.

I don't do relationships. I don't do feelings. I don't do what's considered the norm. I love hurting people. I love their screams. I love their begging. I live for it. Until him. Aaron. He has his own version of crazy. His crazy mixed with mine? That's a recipe for disaster.

Marissa Matlock and her boyfriend are handed a bright red envelope from the mysterious president of Theta Rho Zeta inviting them to the fraternity’s scandalous Red Night event, one they know is filled with debauchery. Attending in hopes of discovering her secret desires, Marissa unwittingly draws the obsession of a dark predator. Now, she is unable to escape Xavier’s thrall.

Monster. Victim. Predator. Prey. I’ve always been certain of one hard fact–I don’t deserve to live. For all the pain and suffering I’ve inflicted, I tried to take the ultimate punishment. Anything to escape the horror of living with my crimes. Survival wasn’t part of the bargain. The family I never intended to find are determined to keep me alive, but my mind has been turned against me. I don’t know what’s real anymore. When the devil comes knocking, I’m forced to confront the truth.

I've always prided myself on seeing through people's bullshit. But Dmitri Ivanov? He's a puzzle I can't solve. Sure, Boston's elite sees the perfect businessman—all devastating smiles and Armani suits. I see the monster beneath, the darkness he tries so hard to hide. The way he watches me like he wants to devour me whole. I hate how he gets under my skin. Hate how my body betrays me every time he corners me, how his touch sets me on fire even as his arrogance makes me want to scream.

My orders are simple. Capture her. Marry her. Take her inheritance. Get rid of her. The bookish little recluse is worth more than she knows. She’s an unassuming librarian. I’m the brigadier of the Russian Bratva. She has no friends. I command a small army. She’s a modest woman. And now she’s mine.

A mission gone wrong forced Chloe, once a commander with the Intelligence Core for the Coalition Fleet, to return to Earth injured and dishonored. But she's seen too much and is restless in civilian life. This drives her to do whatever it takes to return to space, to where she belongs, so she volunteers as an interstellar bride. She's shocked to discover her mate is human, but he's like no one else she's ever met...and he's taken a second, a huge Prillon warrior equally determined to seduce her body and win her heart.

Curated by celebrated writer and editor Rayna Russell, this scintillating collection is designed to ignite your imagination and awaken your deepest desires. From gentle, romantic seductions to wild, unrestrained escapades, these stories explore the full spectrum of erotic experience. With voices from diverse perspectives—men and women of all ages, races, and backgrounds—this collection offers something for every taste. Whether you're drawn to tender intimacy or craving the raw thrill of hardcore scenarios, these tales will captivate and excite you.

Set in Victorian England, this erotic BDSM novel features a courtship between a young woman and a dashing rake. Gabriel, Earl of Cranborne, is in need of a wife - preferably a sweet, submissive, well-trained wife who could run his household during the day and obey him in the bedroom at night. When he meets Miss Vivian Stafford at a friend's wedding, he finds himself drawn in by the exact traits he was looking for in his own wife and immediately moves to make her his own. Once the betrothal papers are signed, he arranges for her to attend Mrs. Cunningham's Finishing School.

After two of her brothers are killed in battle with the relentless alien menace that threatens the entire Interstellar Coalition, Sarah Mills volunteers to join the fight in an effort to bring home her last surviving brother. When she is mistakenly processed as a bride rather than a soldier, however, she rejects the match. But her mate has other ideas…. Dax is an Atlan warlord, and like all the men of his race, a primal beast lurks within him, ready to emerge in the fury of battle or the heat of the mating fever.

She's become my obsession. I hate her for it. I took her for another reason. But now? Now I don't think I'll let her go.

Alexius Del Rossa made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. A temporary arrangement. One that would benefit us both. Be his wife for six months so he can solidify his legacy, and I walk away with the security of having the Del Rossa name. Now I realize that it’s no longer that simple—not while his every command bends my will and entices me to obey. We’ve become each other’s poison—a toxic mix of his wicked touch and my dark desires.