A ragtag gang of teens teams up with a neighboring girl gang when a major cartel moves into town, threatening their families, their turf, and the community they've worked so hard to protect. ***** Cash West formed the Seven 20s - a gang of six overzealous teens with guns - to keep his tiny, crime-infested town in nowhere California safe. His methods are unorthodox and frankly illegal, but the town loves his Robin Hood heroics. However, the gang gets more than they bargained for when the Mendoza cartel rolls into town, determined to knock them off the map. As the threat hits closer to home, Cash has no choice but to team up with his ex-girlfriend Tiana's neighboring girl gang, the Hearts of Spades. Soon allies become enemies, families get trapped in the crossfire, and romance brews as Cash fights to unravel a massive conspiracy that puts everyone that matters to him at risk. When the stakes are life and death, will the gangs be able to overcome an enemy more powerful than any of them could have predicted? Book One of The Seven Twenties Series Content and Trigger Warning: contains violence, drug use, mentions of domestic abuse, and mature themes.

| 18+ | Damian looked so different with his shirt off and a crop in his hand. He felt more real: no longer wearing the mask of the good doctor, he was the Exorcist, the master over my wildest fears, the stones on the shore over which my ocean of madness could crash without fear. He trailed the crop over my throat, down my chest. "Your demons have not been playing nicely," he said, a warning in his tone. Goosebumps prickled up my arms as the smooth leather teased over my navel. "No, sir. They haven't. They don't much like you." He grinned, and it was such a wicked sight that my stomach clenched up with desire. I desperately wanted to feel those teeth, the softness of those lips. Patience was nearly impossible. "I must admit I don't much like them either," he growled. "Turn around. Hands on the wall. Spread your legs." I obeyed, my breath catching in my throat. I felt him lean close, his breath hot on my neck as he left kisses along my hairline. "But they don't own your body, do they, darling? Who owns this body?" "I do, sir." My breathing shuddered. The crop tapped between my thighs. "That's right. And who have you chosen to give your body to?" "To you, sir." × × × 18 year old Samara Garfield is on the run - from her past, from her desires, from the wicked voices in her head. Everything seems to be catching up with her when she meets Damian Hearst, a doctor with perverted desires of his own. With a legion of demonic beings eager to overtake her, the good doctor may indeed be the only one who can save her. But as their dark pasts become ever more entangled and hope for salvation begins to fade, can love grow in the face of death? × Highest Rankings × #1 in Steampunk #1 in Kinky #40 in Horror

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

Lexi Grayson is a normal teenager, as normal as she can be with her unobserving skills and her overthinking mind. But she might need the overthinking if she wants to unravel the smirking mystery that is Blake Eaton.

Book 1 of the Blackstone Inc Series • • • "Well," he paused, and I was suddenly captivated by his tongue coming out to wet his bottom lip before he continued, "I'm Dominic Blackstone, but you can call me Dom or Sir." • • • Dominic Blackstone is the 35-year-old CEO of Blackstone Incorporated, a man who reigns over Dallas from the top floor of his sleek, twenty-five-story high-rise. Powerful, magnetic, and utterly in control, he's the kind of man who commands attention the moment he enters a room. With chiseled good looks, a voice that drips authority, and the wealth to match his ambition, Dominic could have any woman he wanted, a force to be reckoned with. He's a textbook Type A: dominant, driven, and emotionally untouchable. His life is carefully curated, every detail refined, every move calculated. He doesn't make room for vulnerability. He doesn't fall. Until he meets her-and everything he thought he controlled begins to unravel in the most irresistible way. ----- Genevieve Carlyle is a 22-year-old woman from New Orleans with big dreams and a sharp mind to match. In her final year of college, she's determined to carve out a name for herself in the business world-usually so fierce, focused, and full of ambition. But when tragedy hits too close to home, everything changes. She walks away from the life she thought she was building and relocates to Dallas, searching for stability in the chaos. What she doesn't expect is to stay. But fate has other plans. A twist of circumstance lands her a job at Blackstone Incorporated-working directly under the enigmatic CEO himself, Dominic Blackstone. As his personal assistant, Genevieve quickly learns that ambition isn't the only thing she'll be navigating... especially with a boss who's equal parts maddening and magnetic. • • • Will Dominic and Genevieve be able to remain professional, or will passions fly? Will Dominic's past come to snatch Genevieve away? And if so, will she give in to temptation?

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

'Are you gonna be good for Daddy Little Doll' Ember is a 20 year old British girl. She's very shy and hidden within herself. The less attention she has the better she feels. Though she can be quit wild she is overall very Innocent. Travelling a long way from home to visit a close friend in Gotham city she believes the trip will be fun , calm and relaxing. How wrong she is ! What happens when a certain Crime Prince notices his new little doll ? Will he keep her Innocent or drive her insane? Will she fall for him ? Will HE fall for her ?

Sequel to His Innocent Little Doll When we last left of Harley had pushed poor Ember into a vat of chemicals. Now follow Ember has she comes to terms with her new life. Will she still be The Jokers Innocent Little Doll ? Will she stay sane or become completely insane ? What does this mean for her and Mr J ? And what about Harley ?

The Montez family is back again! The trials of parenthood can be rough but when you have a crazy family it makes it worth every second. How will Rafael and Isa deal with their little girl growing up so fast? With new addtions to the family being brought forth and old ones reappearing... What will happen on this crazy ride!? Read to find out! This is the sequel to "Kitten" If you haven't read the first book, please do or this book will not make any sense.