"Ellis-" I squeak, heat radiating from my cheeks as he bends me over the back of his pristine couch. It's way too late at night, and I'm praying Beth doesn't wake up to find us here. Her best friend and her estranged father. "You wanna avoid me in my own house after weeks of begging to ride my cock and stay tied up in my bed? Fine." His lips fan slightly warm air across the back of my neck while his calloused hands firmly reclaim what I've been purposely withholding. My waist, my ass, pulling up my skirt. "Tell me how you'd like to be punished, Darling. Beg. If you're lucky, I won't ignore your request like you've ignored me." ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ Is your best friend asking you to move to Boston for the summer so she can reconnect with her estranged, ex-military sniper father? When you get there, is her father six-foot-five and deliciously aged? Is he all broad muscle and sweaty morning jogs? Does he make edits in the margins of your first draft manuscript... about BDSM? If you answered yes, you may be Darling Fields. ⊹⋆₊🎀₊⋆⊹ #1 in #lanadelrey 12/24/2025 #1 in #author 1/6/2025

'You will marry me, because no one else will have you.' After five years, Tara's boyfriend didn't just walk out-he tried to take her self-worth with him. Broken and seeking a fresh start, Tara moves into a new apartment, desperate to prove him wrong. But she didn't count on the Moreau brothers. Dorian, the dark, gothic artist who paints like he's exorcising demons, and Adrian, the steady presence with eyes that see too much. In their world of art, obsession, and heat, Tara finds that the safest place to heal might be the most dangerous place to fall. WARNING: This story is intended for adult audiences (18+) only. It contains explicit sexual content, high-heat scenarios, and mature themes including power dynamics, polyamory (Why Choose), and strong language. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

Lyra Carter has always known two things about herself: She was born to teach little ones... And one day, she wants a family of her own. She just never expected the man who'd test every boundary she's ever set to be the father of one of her students. Beau Walker is a rugged, silver-streaked horse breaker with calloused hands and a heart held together by grit. Fresh out of a brutal divorce, he's trying-and failing-to raise his four-year-old son on his own. When Jett bonds instantly with his new daycare teacher, Beau does something he never though he'd have to do: He asks her for help. But the more time Lyra spends in Beau's home, the more she sees the man beneath the rough exterior. The devoted father. The protector. The temptation she should walk away from. And Beau? He wants her in ways he shouldn't. In ways he's afraid will ruin her future. In ways that awaken a dark, desperate desire he's never felt before- to claim her, keep her, and give her the one thing she's always wanted... Lines blur. Rules break. Hearts fall. And soon, the man she should have never wanted becomes the only one she can't live without.

*COMPLETED* Erotic Romance Short Story Isabella finds true love in four strong cowboys. Alone for most of her life, Isabella has to find the strength and courage to follow her heart. When she does, she finds herself in the heart of Texas surrounded by four dark and sexy cowboys. Read along as Isabella finds out the meaning of true love, friendship and what it's like to live without fear. (Contemporary Romance MFMMM - HEA) Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

"I really am sorry." "I know. Now lift your skirt for me," he demands, standing behind my sprawled out figure on his desk, rolling up the sleeves of his button up. I feel my face flush, and I lift my cheek from its position on the solid wood desk to where I knew they were standing, waiting. I lock my wide eyes with pale green ones, knowing Sebastian's my best chance at avoiding punishment. All I receive in return is a slow, smug grin, and then a shrug, telling me I'm all out of luck. I watch as he gets comfortable, leaning against the dark wood walls and sliding his hands in his now slightly creased pant pockets. My eyes flicker over to Nik and Oliver, who moved to take up the leather armchairs at each corner of the desk, each with wicked gleams in their eyes, feasting on my vulnerable position. I shiver as I feel Elijah's cold hand run up the back of my thigh softly, only to pinch the goosebump-covered skin just under the curve of my ass, jolting me into awareness. "You know I don't like waiting, pretty girl," he chides, leaning into me so I can faintly feel his even breaths whisper along my neck. I lift my hands and reach behind me to pull up my fitted skirt so that my panty-clad bottom is hit with the effects of the slightly too-high air conditioning. I shiver in anticipation of Elijah's hard hand, knowing that despite my fear, I'm also more excited than I've ever been. His hand suddenly reaches into the side of my underwear from behind and he slides his fingers through my soaking folds, leisurely stroking my clit. I inhale a sharp gasp of air, electricity flowing through my pussy at his mere touch. "You're such a good cunt for us, aren't you, sweetheart? Are you going to take your punishment like a good girl now?"

"You don't look guilty," he murmurs, stepping in close. "That's because I'm not," I whisper back. His fingers brush my jaw, too rough to be kind. "No. You're worse than guilty." "Then what am I?" He smiles, cruel and gorgeous. "Unrepentant. And I like that. I want to see what it takes to make you beg for forgiveness." I smile back, just as cruel. "You'll die waiting." ----------------------------- Four boys. One lie. No forgiveness. I lied on the stand. Not by mistake. Not under pressure. I did it on purpose, and I did it for something I wanted more than justice. A billionaire went to prison. The world moved on. I disappeared. Now I'm back. Enrolled at the same elite university his son and his best friends attend. I thought I could stay quiet. I thought if I kept my head down, the past would stay buried. I was wrong. They remember me. They know what I did. And they want revenge served cold, cruel, and up close. So they drag me into their world of power, privilege, and manipulation. They move me into their house. Watch me. Corner me. Study me like I'm just another secret to uncover. But I've kept darker things hidden than they can imagine. And the more they try to break me, the more they start to fracture. Because obsession works both ways. And none of us are walking away clean. A dark, slow-burn reverse harem where enemies blur into lovers and lies are foreplay. No MM. No forgiveness. Just control, chaos, and the girl who never planned to survive, only to win.

breakaway series - book two JACKSON ANDERSON He's always been the responsible one. The reliable one. The guy who doesn't screw up-until her. Maya is his sister's best friend and the one woman he should never touch. She's wild, unpredictable, and exactly what he never knew he needed. Now he's lying to his own family just to keep her close. MAYA RIVERA She's drowning, and has been for months. Falling into bed with Jackson wasn't smart, but it was the best decision she's ever made. He's steady where she's messy, quiet where she's loud. What started as an arrangement to help her heal turned serious fast, and now she's hiding the one good thing in her life from the person who's always been her safe place. Falling for each other was never part of the plan. But neither was playing defense with their hearts on the line.

Highland Promise is now published! This is the version I sold to my publisher. To read a revised version with new scenes and a new chapter go to Amazon at https://goo.gl/BCMjc9. To listen to the audiobook go to Audible at https://goo.gl/2fNWwL. From 2016 Golden Heart® finalist Alyson McLayne comes a new Historical Romance series set in medieval Scotland. Five boys destined to become Highland Lairds are fostered together to become brothers. Darach, Lachlan, Callum, Gavin, and Kerr fight for their clans, for each other, and for their own true love. This is Darach's story...

'She was a thief. She was a liar. She was his prisoner. And he'd just broken every rule in the book and kissed her.' Laird Anndrais McWilliam knows his father was murdered. He might not have been struck with a sword or pushed down stairs, but the woman who stole money from their clan killed him as surely as she'd stabbed a knife through his heart. And McWilliam has vowed he'll to do anything to bring her to justice, even if it means breaking the law...and his own heart. After Miss Rosa Blair receives a letter threatening her cousin's life if Rosa doesn't confess to a crime she didn't commit, she doesn't hesitate to turn herself over to the authorities. That is, until one bull-headed Scotsman the size of a bear kidnaps her in the name of justice. McWilliam is insufferable, refusing to listen to her pleas of innocence. Nothing she says will convince him her cousin is in mortal danger. Rosa knows McWilliam is standing between her and freedom. McWilliam knows Rosa is a thief and a liar. At every turn they clash, so why do they keep finding themselves locked in each other's arms? _________________ 'I rarely find books on wattpad that COMPEL me to comment and I stayed up all night to read this. It was so good. From the first moment spider-crawling up a drainpipe to throwing herself off a horse... these two made my stomach flutter.' --Review by a-bit-peaky 'Just finished reading The Highlanders Thief. It was wonderful! One of the best stories that I've read on wattpad. Keep up the good work!' --Review by admiralqueenie ________________ Cover design by Melody Simmons

Verena Strathmore has never been more than a bargaining chip-useful, silent, obedient. When she's forced into an arranged marriage with Cassian Beresford, heir to a powerful earldom, she believes her fate is sealed: a loveless union, a distant estate, and a life lived at the mercy of others. Cassian is equally trapped. His heartbreak is dismissed, his future stolen, and the Crown itself demands this marriage for reasons no one will explain. But when Verena and Cassian finally meet, they discover they share the same chains-and perhaps the same chance at freedom. Duty bound them. Secrets surround them. Love may undo them.