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Melody Simmons desperately needs to fill her bank accounts with credits that could help her family climb out of near poverty. And in the Virgin Hunt Games, that means enticing as many hunters as possible to bed her. The downside? Billions of viewers from all parts of the galaxy would be watching her fall from virtue with avid interest.

The last time I spoke was eight years ago when my best friend tried to kill me. I never dreamed my silence would break with a scream. Being sent to Chapel Crest after my new stepfather deemed me a heathen seemed like a blessing compared to staying with him and my mom. I was a mute demon in his eyes, and when the rod didn’t beat the evil out of me, he prayed Chapel Crest could. I envisioned the religious academy would become my sanctuary. I was wrong. So very wrong. Chapel Crest was an asylum moonlighting as a religious school.

I'm trapped in a forgotten nightmare with the monster I most fear. The key to my freedom lies behind a wall of memories. Xero's specter invades my mind, whispering both vengeance and salvation. He insists he's real, yet I can't trust my shattered psyche. But as my tormentors draw close, I must rely on the phantom I betrayed for protection—and for revenge.

For fans of E. L. James and Sylvia Day. Before there was the fan fiction that became Fifty Shades of Grey, there was The Submissive Trilogy... The Submissive is the first in Tara Sue Me's seductive and scandalous trilogy that has enthralled millions and inspired a genre...Abby King has a secret fantasy. New York knows Nathaniel West as the brilliant and handsome CEO of West Industries, but Abby knows he's more: a sexy and skilled dominant that is looking for a new submissive.

Being wrong has never felt so right. But my journey from innocence to ecstasy comes at a price …Growing up, I spent a lot of time in church learning how to be a good girl. But now I’m an adult, and lately, it seems all my thoughts are sinful. Especially my thoughts about three gorgeous, huge, forbidden men. There’s Brax, who works as security at a tattoo shop and is covered in ink. He should scare me, but instead he makes me feel safe enough to do everything I’ve been told is wrong.

I definitely wasn’t there to find a new man, but when I felt my cheeks burning at the sight of him I knew it wasn’t just another damn hot flash. So when he asked me to go back to his place to ring in the new year, he didn’t have to ask twice. But we ended up sharing much more than one wild night. I’m technically old enough to be a grandmother, but now I’m pregnant.

New York was supposed to be a fresh start. An uncomplicated, clean slate where I could draw a new me. But clean and uncomplicated became wishful thinking when a devil in a tailored suit made a mess of my clothes just before my life-changing interview. Now he’s settled into my life in a way he had no business to. This devil had darker shades than I could handle, but still, he’d be the one to shine a light on the person I was supposed to be.

A brutal, domineering, and lethally beautiful monster with a body built for violence, Ares Drakos—new king of the Drakos Mafia family—is every inch the God of War he's named after. And now, I belong to him.

Witness the transformation of Anna, a bored housewife, into a wanton sex kitten. What starts as a random encounter with a young black man progresses quickly to multiple partners. With her husband's full support, Anna opens herself up to sexual opportunities she would never have considered before. She realizes her partners don't only need to be men and that there's nothing wrong with having more than one at the same time!

I might be falling deeper in love with my four protectors, but my stalker is getting closer. Blake, Seth, Noah, and Cooper are mine–even if no one else can know. I’ve never known jealousy until now. I’ve never felt claimed until them. They’ve done everything in their power to make me feel cherished and adored. It was supposed to be one night of glamor surrounded by my men until it became so much more. One wrong move. One distraction. And everything will come crashing down. Audio is multi-cast, duet-style narration.

Sweet little Ollie has narcolepsy, and most of his life, he’s been misunderstood. Even his own parents thought he was just lazy and distant. Then when they learned of his condition, his young years were full of doctor’s visits, sleep studies, and medication trials. He missed out on a lot of ‘childhood’ staples, and finds comfort in them even as an adult. Playing allows him to escape from his troubles and be happy and at peace.

Tall, powerful, and lethally gorgeous, Drazen Krylov is the ruthless boogeyman the Bratva world fears. He's also the masked man from the app whom I unknowingly shared my darkest, most depraved urges with. Now, the fantasy has become a nightmare. Drazen says I did terrible, unforgivable things. He says I owe a debt, and I'll pay the price by pretending to be his dead wife. I look just like her. The thing is, I might be her…

As a psychiatrist, I expect to encounter psycho- and sociopathic patients. I never have the urge to kill them. Until one patient triggers a need inside me. I expect the kill to be easy, just like the others. What I don't expect is to want to possess my patient's boyfriend, June. As soon as I lay eyes on June, I know he's mine. He'll find out soon enough.

The stronger the alpha, the greater the danger. Moon madness could claim me any time now. I’ve looked all over the continent, gone to mating games, but I still haven’t found the she-wolf meant to be mine. I’ve already become too feral in bed. I’m not safe - not for random females. Especially not the one who just moved into the ranch next door. She’s way too tempting. And I’m way too dangerous. I have to stay away. I don’t dare get near her. Because I would die before I ever let anything harm the little human. Including me.

Anyone who has struggled with sex addiction knows that living with constant sexual compulsions can be extremely difficult. But summoning the courage to find help for this condition can be even more of a challenge. If addictions to pornography, strip clubs, massage parlors, prostitutes, phone sex, or chat rooms have made you feel trapped, this book can help you find a way to break free.

After his parents refused to help, twenty-one-year-old Cole Atwood has finally saved enough money to afford the full college experience. Prince University is everything he wanted. Prestigious, far from home, and filled with gorgeous women. When he moves into his dorm to find an equally inexperienced freshman across the hall, Cole is quick to show Sasha the ropes. Her shy demeanor and modest style leave a lot to the imagination, but Cole finds that a little kindness can go a long way, and Sasha has a lot to offer beneath those baggy clothes.

Imagine being snowed in with four hot successful men. P.S. they’ve all played the hero in too many of your naughtiest dreams. Problem is, you work for them, and that makes them off-limits. Except now they’re looking at you like you’re Santa’s cookies. And they definitely want to take a bite. Talk about making you reconsider your life choices. These four are aiming for Santa’s naughty list, and I’m pretty sure I’m getting: Jace, Reed, Alec...and Cole for Christmas.

He’s hiding a dark secret, one that will change my life forever. I shouldn’t be here. Forced to move school partway through my senior year. The Syndicate Academy is the embodiment of everything I hate. An academy for heirs of tyrants like my parents. I hate it here, except for one part, Principal Oakley Byrne. The most gorgeous man I’ve ever met, with piercing aquamarine eyes. He’s dark, brooding, and not your average Principal. I’m drawn to him by a magnetic force, but I repel him. Despite his cold treatment, I can’t help but tempt the beast to come out to play. An action I’ll soon regret.

Serena Brooks is a bestselling author of erotic fiction. She knows how to write a happy ending but hasn't managed to find one of her own. Divorced and alone, she has no one to turn to when a stalker begins to threaten her life. The cops don't believe her. Her ex-husband thinks she's making the whole story up. She has no one left to turn to except a pair of hired bodyguards. They promise to guard her body, but no one can protect her heart.

I came to Charleston for music, not men. This city is just another stop on my way to something bigger. A few months of playing, then I’m gone. No attachments. No complications. Then I see him. Atlas Dane. Silent. Watchful. Built like a warrior, dressed like a king. He doesn’t belong at an event like this, hulking in a tuxedo while I play for people who sip champagne and pretend they understand Bach. But he’s not pretending. He watches my hands like he already knows what they can do. He speaks in low, measured words that make my breath catch. And when I trip—because I always do—he’s there.