💔 Hurting You, Loving You (Avery LaCroix & Roman St. James - Book Three in The Hurt series) Roman St. James doesn't lose control. Not in court. Not in life. And definitely not over her. Avery LaCroix. Nineteen. Sharp-tongued, reckless, and way too comfortable walking around his apartment like she doesn't set everything on fire. She's also his stepsister. He met her when she was still a teenager. Now she's grown - and staying in his space for the summer. Which is a problem. Because Roman's twenty-five . All clean lines and self-control. And Avery? She's chaos in eyeliner. The temptation he swore he'd never touch. They pretend the tension doesn't exist. That they're not circling something dangerous. But one spark... and it's over. This isn't the kind of love that waits its turn. It's the kind that breaks rules - and hearts - just to feel alive. 🔞 Mature Content Warning 🔞 This story is 18+ and intended for mature readers only. It includes: ✨ Explicit sexual content ✨ Strong language & adult themes ✨ Underage alcohol and drug use ✨ Forbidden, age-gap romance ✨ High emotional tension & family conflict A steamy, slow-burn, off-limits romance between a rule-following law student and the one girl he should never touch.

This is the sequel to 'His Unwanted Wife' Excerpt ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Get out! There is nothing left between us." Nathan yells. "What do you mean Nathan? We're married." His lips thinned. "My lawyer will be calling you about that." "Nathan." She pleads. "Why are you doing this? This isn't you." "Sabrina." He put a ton of emphasis on her name. "You don't know me, you don't have the slightest clue who I am. That sucker, you knew as a husband, no longer exist. You're going to see who Nathan Alden really is." He picks up the phone and hits a button. "Security, I have a woman here that needs to be escorted out of the building." End of excerpt What could possibly turn Nathan against Sabrina? ~~~~~~~~

Forbidden Flames: Spicy Series Book 2 My Stepbrother Stella I was a broken soul, and I never thought that I would be healed by my stepbrother. Alex My stepsister, whom I thought would hate her, but she became the one and only person whom I desire deeply. *** "No. Flower, you're not ugly. If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd understand how beautiful and desirable you are." I hold her face in my hands again, pulling her closer. "You're lying, Alex. You treated me horribly at first because you thought I was ugly too." She's not ready to hear my words, lost in the pain caused by that asshole boyfriend of hers. I press my lips against hers again, wrapping my arms around her waist, pushing her against the car. Her hand rests on the car's bumper. I'm going to kiss her until she understands I'm not lying, that she is beautiful and desirable in every way.

Forbidden Flames: Spicy Series Book 3 My Father's Friend Selena Since I was young, I accepted that I would marry the man of my father's choice, so I always kept my heart shielded. But everything changed when I kissed my father's friend. James I had always been clear in my mind that I would never settle down with just one woman, but everything changed the moment I tasted my friend's daughter. *** "I'm asking you something, Selena." As he gives a slight pinch to my clit, I scream with pleasure. "Are you my naughty little girl? Answer me." He demands and keeps pressing my bud. "Yes.. yes..." I yelp, squeezing my legs shut as he gives spank to my wet pussy. "Answer me properly." Fuck! I'll orgasm by the way he is becoming so rough with me. It's so hot. Now it's the time to become seriously his little naughty girl. My eyes glint with mischief. "I'm your naughty little girl, Daddy..." His eyes darken as I call him "Daddy". He grabs my chin and questions, "why did you say?" "I'm your naughty girl." I give him a mischievous smile. His grip tighten around my chin. "After that, Little Miss." "Daddy..." I whisper in a husky tone, smirking. He stuff my bra back into my mouth, groaning, "Fuck! Selena... you have no clue how much this word is making me hard."

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

Change is not so easy. Mackenzie learns that the hard way when she has to move to a new school the second semester of her senior year of High School. A new school, a new house, a new soon to be step dad and soon to be step brothers surely something will go wrong. Right? What's the worst than can happen? Change is not always a bad thing either when all that's broken starts to fall into place creating something so magical you aren't sure how you ever lived without it before. What happens when something so wrong feels so right? Will Mackenzie give in to the irresistible Reid Ashton? Will she reject him to save herself from heartbreak? What happens when everything she thought she knew comes tumbling down around her? Read to find out! READ TO FIND OUT...I PROMISE IT'S WORTH IT! <3

FREE STORY. PAID BONUS CHAPTERS. DANGEROUS. BEAUTIFUL. SURREAL. Those were the words Jodie Henning used to describe the man she fell in love with, the first time she met him. HAZEL. BLACK. CRIMSON. Those were the colors she associated with his bright eyes, his long dark waves of hair and the scars on his back and upper chest. GUTTURAL. PRIMAL. SELFLESS. Those were the words she used to describe her time in bed with him, a time that edged itself into her memory, a time she continued to dream about for days and months afterwards. PAIN. HURT. RED. Those were everything she felt on his wedding day; throat closing, on the verge of tears, overwhelming sadness and pure pain. A SADDENING GLIMPSE OF HOPE That was what she felt when he came up behind her and whispered Shakespearean promises into her yearning ear. ALEXANDER MATEO HIDALGO III also known as Alex Clayton, number 77, left forward for the Seattle Kraken. But that changed since he got married, he barely shows up for shows or red carpets. The only place he can be spotted is the gym or the rink, with punching bags or hockey sticks. However, Alex is done playing by the book, he's done denying himself what he wants, what he needs. It's been four whole years, would she give him a chance to explain? Would she want to be a part of his dangerous world? Would she fall in love with him all over again? After all, she was the first person he opened up to, the first woman to see him for him; and for the first time in his entire life, he was scared of something that wasn't his life or duties to his family. It was a different kind of love, a love that burned mansions and cities, a Love that sparked with intimacy so much greater than sex. Four years isn't long enough to forget, is it? A BURN LIKE THIS (MATURE JOCKS SERIES #4)

Kiara is an assassin. Born in the industry, she knows her work better than anyone else and she's the best that her clan has. Kiara has never failed a mission in her life and never plans to. But this mission is different than the others. More difficult - dangerous, even. Her newest task was to get rid of the Prime Minister of England's son, Niklaus St. Clair. At first it seemed easy to her seeing how she has killed many presidents and prime ministers, and many of their eldest sons, so why was this one so different? Besides his face of zero flaws, and his muscular body and rock-hard abs, and that oh-so-sexy accent she involuntarily fall for - oh, and the fact he has many dark secrets of his own. She calls him an arrogant brute. He calls her his feisty kitten. So what happens when their first encounter ends up with her trapped between a wall and his body instead?

Adonis Celts, the notorious monster who'd been rotting in prison for the past decade. Getting an interview with him just weeks before his release would be the story of a lifetime, and well worth the risk. With his hands cuffed and guards right outside the door, nothing could go wrong. Right? • • • "I've already explained I'm not afraid of you Mr. Celts. But it seems like you want me to be?" I retort. He leans forward in the chair, his face just a foot or two away from mine. The light flickers above us and it seems like a sign for me to shut the hell up. "Mmhm right. Well, maybe you have more nerve than sense then hm? Or you just don't scare as easily as the others." His jaw ticks slightly "But I can think of far better ways to get your heart racing. So no honey, fear is the last thing I want from a woman like you."

𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐠𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲/𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 ꕤ One mistake costs Astoria her future completely. At twenty-three, she is getting married to a man she has never seen before. But she has made peace with it. When she enters a marriage with Theodore Cappell, she thought she knew what to expect but she might be completely wrong. Astoria soon discovers that being with Theodore might be the biggest challenge for her yet. ꕤ