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Virgil's first taste of BDSM was disturbingly enticing. Hoping to burn out his interest, he visits an infamous San Francisco club, where he wins himself the prettiest little submissive he's ever seen. He's in a quandary. A man shouldn't render a woman helpless, let alone spank her ass. But the nervous little submissive clearly loves being in his ropes. Her need to be controlled is as powerful as his need to control. So he indulges himself, and her.

I like it when people stare. I like the attention. I've never been drawn to the meek or mild. At least, not until I met Hannah Kate, the journalist hired by Dallin to do a story on Twisted Ink and feature me as its best artist. Even her name screams good girl next door. And that's exactly what she is. Sweet. Innocent. Pure. Everything I'd ruin if I had even a small taste of her. The problem? The two hulking neanderthals she's linked herself to in a surprisingly sexy throuple.

Don G gave me an order - find his daughter. Straighten her out. Bring her home. Sure - taking the mafia princess in hand will be my pleasure. But she's not going home - she's staying with me. Because despite the marriage contract to another family, Jenna Pachino has always been mine.

I’m a successful entrepreneur who’s made a good life for himself. I’ve had a few intimate relationships, but none have lasted. Probably because I haven’t been able to be my authentic self. See, in my heart, I’m a pup. I want to curl into a wonderful Daddy‘s lap and be petted, stroked, and praised. I long for piles with other puppies where we play and I can make friends. But who’s going to accept a forty-five-year-old man into that puppy pile?

In a world where the full moon stirs more than desire, the Moonbound Pack awakens a new generation of Omega women—chosen by fate, consumed by heat, and claimed by werewolves who will stop at nothing to claim them. Follow Brinna, Nessa, Talia, Teya, and Kaela as they are taken from their villages, their bodies transformed by sacred milk, and their hearts tangled in bonds as old as the moon itself. Each book is a full novella of steamy, emotional, and feral romance—featuring milking, heat cycles, and intense Alpha/Omega devotion.

Being the oldest Ravage brother means I've always been the fixer, handling everyone else's mess. But the one problem I can't solve? Keeping my hands off Zoe, my best friend's daughter. Hidden away in my remote cabin, writing is my escape until duty thrusts her into my life. Over the years, Zoe evolves into a tempting taboo—the one person I crave but can never claim, despite what she tells me about her inclinations. I vowed protection at any cost—even if it's from myself.

Stories of discipline on Maple Street and its surrounding village continue in this story, depicting further punishments of wayward girls, wives, and even two woman who lack self-discipline and turn to the strict, stern Carol Collins for help. Domestic Discipline is strong in this story of 1950's America. Up and down Maple Street the sounds of hairbrushes spanking bare behinds can be heard as windows are open in the pre-AC Midwest.

I’ve been captive for longer than I can remember. My handler bought me from my parents when I presented at 10 years old because he likes his girls young and innocent. Yes, it’s just as bad as it sounds. Now my life is pain and misery, but it’s routine so it’s manageable until my handler announces he’s selling me at Auction. The hormone suppressants aren’t working anymore, and I’m simply too old for him now. I’m shaking in my skin as I wait my turn to walk across the stage when I smell the most delicious scent. Why is Fate such an evil witch?

Upon being informed by her new guardian that it is time for him to take full control of her virgin body to begin preparing her for marriage, 18-year-old Helena Breverton rebels. Despite her attempts at defiance, however, she soon finds herself standing naked before the men of his private club for a humiliating interrogation and an even more shameful reminder of her place. With her bare bottom still burning from a painful dose of the strap, the firm-handed gentlemen take turns showing Helena the many ways a naughty girl can be punished, used, and enjoyed.

That feisty blonde making my life hell is Kathleen, a woman who seduced me twelve years ago. Seduced and left me in one of the most embarrassing situations of my life. I don’t hold a grudge. Not really. How can I, when I still find myself staring at her every time she’s around? How can I want her to leave my presence when all I think about is her watching my every move, studying me… wanting me?

They say that time heals all wounds. For Kisa, however, the more time that passes, the more of herself she begins to lose. Grief has made her a shell of her former self; eating away at every feeling and driving her slowly to the brink of madness. No matter how desperately she tries to feel something, nothing gets through. For millennia Dolor has walked the world, watching humanity evolve and devolve before him. After all this time, he has grown content where he is. With true friends at his side, he's created a profitable establishment; a BDSM club for the supernatural.

I’m creamy, productive and at the very peak of my fertility but my new Sugar Daddy insists that the group of men aren't enough for my seeding and I need the machine too. How will nineteen-year-old Ella respond to the Dominant Doctor’s impregnation machine, as well as all of her Sugar Daddy’s friends?

That Feeling when the man you just robbed and left tied up and blindfolded turns out to be in the mafia… I'm not proud of the things I've had to do for money to pay off my dad's debts and put my younger brother through college. But I'll never regret it. What I do regret is accidentally robbing a Moretti. Having to look over my shoulder and ducking every time a car backfires is bad enough, but when the man in question starts costing me business? Yeah, I think we’re going to have a problem.

The first time Jereme Oliver was caught in his mother’s lingerie, it ended up being the most embarrassing and soul-tormenting moment of his life. For several years, he buried his needs and never spoke a word to anyone about his sexuality or fetishes, afraid he would endure more pain and anguish. When he has the house to himself one night while visiting from college, the desire to play dress-up screams in his veins. Thinking he’s safe, he pulls on some of his mother’s lingerie, adds some makeup and one of her wigs, and revels in the image staring back at him in the mirror.

Marco and Greg would both rather be anywhere than a kink club on Valentine’s Day. Marco doesn’t have the patience to speech-read in a hearing crowd. And Greg is still mourning his Sir who passed away three years ago. But when Greg steps in to explain something in sign language, Marco can’t stop thinking about the light he sees in those sad eyes. Strong, older, fluent in ASL, and sweetly submissive, Greg is exactly Marco’s type. Even if Greg isn’t ready for another relationship yet, Marco isn’t ready to let him go.

It seems Brie’s life is fated to reflect the sensual play she craves. To enjoy the pleasure, she must face the pain. Enjoying the bliss of the birth of her first child, a dark secret surfaces that has the power to tear her world apart. Love has always been the cornerstone to Brie’s journey, but now she must make a heartbreaking choice.

My whole life I've been the good guy—loyal friend, helpful son, dedicated firefighter—but in the bedroom I'm someone else. With a kink as taboo as mine, it's too risky to play with anyone who doesn't crave it like I do, so I've gotten used to depriving that side of me. Then I see her. She's the most beautiful creature I've ever seen and my darker half recognizes itself in her brown eyes. She's everything I could ever want and thought I would never find. Our arrangement may seem twisted to everyone else, but the sex is explosive—and soon my soul demands every part of her.

After getting royally screwed over by one too many online dates, it's perfect. I'm done with relationships. The night I run into Easton, my ex's best friend, and then Vincent, everything changes. They offer everything I want and more. I sign on the dotted line and am thrown into a world of spankings, restraints, and demands for my submission by Easton, the one I shouldn't want, and Vincent, the man who likes when I call him daddy. I'm completely at their mercy. They command my body, but my heart follows their demands for trust, too.

In Locked Inside, Abigayle Roland—a psychologist renowned for her composure—is thrust into a nightmare when her latest patient, Deon Knight, arrives at the mental hospital. A man of unnerving charm and malevolence, Deon is accused of crimes too heinous to comprehend. But as their sessions progress, Abigayle finds herself ensnared in his magnetic darkness, her professional detachment crumbling under his relentless provocations.

I left behind my family, my friends, and everything I've ever known for a chance at a new life–one where I wouldn't be under the strict, oppressive rules of the church. But now, I'm barely surviving in the harsh Chicago winter, living out of my car and saving every penny I can in hopes of making a better life for myself. So when a stranger saves me from certain danger and offers me a place to stay, I can't say no, even if he exemplifies everything I've always been told to avoid.