Kitty Elvira wants for nothing. She's gorgeous, she's rich, and she also happens to be the most famous supermodel in the world. If there was one thing in the world she wasn't expecting, it was being married to Nathaniel Marcellino-The Devil CEO.

They reminded me of Peter Pan's Lost Boys, wild and rebellious, but all grown up in a way that could only be described in one word: sexy.

Persephone Blythe. Every man's wildest dream and every woman's deepest fear. She was a seventeen year old scream queen, raised in champagne lavished limousines all her life, and receiving anything and everything handed to her on a silver platter. Now seph has her eye on another one of her mother's new play toys, and she plans on having him.

There's only one thing Colin hates more than Sadie-- Seeing Sadie cry.

Brooke Rosen is running from a monster. But she doesn't expect to run right into the hands of another one - a rogue called Dimitri Volkov who will do anything for her, even if it means killing the man she once loved. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2016 by Noelle N. Cover by @stereohearted.

When she's not too busy a) being a ruthless killer and a thorn in the side of the Justice Department, b) trying (and failing) to stay out of family drama, or c) planning the occasional heist (on weekends only, of course), you can find Zenon enjoying a competitive game of water polo at Carlton Prep, one of the most prestigious private schools in the country.

A beat of a second passed before he slowly pulled away from me, the suffocating heat withdrawing with him as he straightened up. My eyes lifted to meet his as he released his hold on my knife, and I flicked my wrist, flipping it with ease so my hands closed around its smooth, still-warm handle. The room was silent. The ten other men seated on the couch didn't bother trying to hide the shock on their faces that a hunter had just agreed to a deal with their Alpha. I totally felt the same way, even if I was that dumb motherfucker. They seemed to be imagining what horrible, unthinkable threats he could have whispered into my ear to make me cave, but to think my resolve had dissolved with just four unexpected words from his mouth. Sometimes, I wondered if I even had a brain. "So," I said now, holding back a sigh as I looked up into those steely, unreadable eyes, "If I'm going to work with you, I'll need a name to call you by. Unless you prefer to be referred to as moody dick?" Silence followed my words. "What, don't you guys know Moby Dick?" I asked no one in particular, and ten pairs of eyes exchanged glances that further questioned my sanity. The last pair of eyes held mine steady. The ring of gold in them seemed to burn like a flickering candlelight against the night of the sea. "Heath," he said, and I could finally place his accent as the name curled and settled in my ears like a cat by the fireplace. I smiled. "Well, cool." I put my hand out between us, the one holding the knife, the silver-pointed tip facing him as I offered him a handshake. "Nice to meet you moody dick, I'm Alessandra."

Her undisgused seduction knew no bounds. His untamable lust craved to possess her. It was dark, seductive and unsettlingly illict. It was a clandestine affair... #1 Seductively Explicit series

Nobody comes out of the vicious world of Upper East Side Manhattan unscathed. Cleopatra Renaux couldn't care less about how people reacted when she wore clothing from a collection that hasn't been released yet or when people stopped and stared in the halls, and she thought she didn't care when Nolan Belmont hit on her. Cleopatra Renaux knew a few things. She knew that she was set to inherit a billion-dollar fashion empire with her twin brother, that the false rumors spread about her came from the mouth of a snake, and she thought she would be the only one not affected by the copious amounts of money, booze, and vile people in the Upper East Side. Cleopatra Renaux was horribly wrong. book one in the complex series.