Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

"Don't you get it? You know when you try to run away, punishment like this happens." he said teasingly, squeezing my chest. I gasped for air, I really didn't try to run away. They're overreacting! The wet noise coming from below, being penetrated in both holes by two men, while the third one just watch me. Synchronously the two men sank their teeth on both sides of my neck, drinking my blood as I felt them coming inside, their dick twitching inside of me, tingles shooting through my whole body from legs to arms. "W-Wait!" I tried to catch my breath but they kept thrusting, unevenly in and out, not giving me breaks after I just came with them. The sound of my butt in contact with their hips got louder and the motion became harder and faster. Almost passing out. The sudden pinch on my chest awakened me, I looked down to see a pair of hands squeezing them. "You'll be staying up all night for us baby. We have a lot to catch up on." He pulled my head toward his, collapsing our lips togethers. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, causing me to release my wet moans. "It won't be ending anytime soon so I hope you came prepared." peeking to the side I noticed the third one starting to stroke himself. I wanted to do if for him. Letting out a whine against the man lips, the third one looked up at me with lustful eyes. "This is a punishment, don't forget. You're not supposed to be enjoying this." he said. I don't like this punishment anymore. __________ Astra Melva, a girl with a rare blood type that attracts every vampire around here. All her life she tried to convince people she's normal. Until she had an accident, her blood came rushing out her skin, it attracted attention. The Hept caught her trying to cover up the scene. Like a 7 pointed star, they were given that title because of their high status at the prestigious university. They are craving for her love, becoming overly obsessed with Astra. And Astra seems to be feeling love...

When Sophia Connor flees New York City to escape a mafia kingpin, she only plans on making the briefest of stops in her small Tennessee hometown, but Samuel Hunter has other ideas. Upon learning that his old flame is on the run, the stern, handsome local sheriff quickly makes it clear that Sophia will be staying in his town-and obeying his rules-whether she likes it or not. Sophia's headstrong defiance soon earns her a painful, embarrassing spanking, yet despite the situation she cannot hide her body's response to Samuel's firm-handed dominance. It isn't long before she is quivering with need and begging to be claimed hard and thoroughly, but when the mob finds out where she's hiding can Sophia count on her Tennessee lawman to keep her safe? Publisher's Note: Tennessee Law is a stand-alone sequel to Under His Control. It includes spankings and sexual scenes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

"You're cute when you're jealous." He mumbled against my lips causing my eyes to shoot open and pull back from him. "I'm not cute, Joel. And I'm not jealous." I denied with a scowl and re-crossed my arms stubbornly. He chuckled and started to kiss the side of my face instead. He rubbed my arm up and down with the hand that wasn't around my waist, and pulled me closer to him so that I was basically cradled to his chest while he started to kiss me all over. "Joel." I whined. "Quit it." "But Kai, you're just so adorable. You're my precious little princess, aren't you?" He cooed between kisses, causing my cheeks to flush. "I'm mad at you." I reminded him trying to sound firm but could feel myself slipping, causing my voice to come out as more of a mewl. "Why are you mad at Daddy, babygirl?" He asked softly, and moved to peck my lips again. I gulped. "You know why, now let me up." I tried to get out of his arms but he just held me tighter and continued. "Tell me." He coaxed softly. I whimpered as his lips traveled to my neck and he started to nibble on the sensitive skin. I held back a moan and could feel my body starting to heat up as arousal washed over me. "Princess." He purred against my neck wanting an answer, and then went back to nibbling the skin. Fuck, what were we talking about again? _________________________ *READ TAGS*

I was currently straddling him, desperately trying not to roll my hips into his toned stomach. Joel." I whimpered, my voice coming out as a low whine. His big hand swiftly met with my ass and I cried out from the sharp slap, a moan unintentionally escaping my lips. "What do you call me, Princess?" He asked ominously into my ear. He pulled myI was currently straddling him, desperately trying not to roll my hips into his toned stomach. Joel." I whimpered, my voice coming out as a low whine. His big hand swiftly met with my ass and I cried out from the sharp slap, a moan unintentionally escaping my lips. "What do you call me, Princess?" He asked ominously into my ear. He pulled my skirt up to my lower back and began to caress my bottom gently, over the place that he just spanked, leading to an even more profound tingle. I whined and just barley rocked against him when I felt another, slightly harsher slap land on the middle of my exposed rear, and I yelped loudly. "Kai." He rumbled, his lips grazing my ear as he spoke. "You know I don't like to repeat myself." He warned and squeezed my now stinging bottom. "D-Daddy, I call you Daddy." I hurriedly answered. "Please!" I begged, wholeheartedly regretting my earlier actions today. I felt him smile against my face at that, and he chuckled darkly generating a shiver to run up my spine. What have I gotten myself into?