Taiga, a vibrant young waitress at The Den, is renowned for her quick wit and intelligence. With an easygoing and bubbly personality, she navigates the diverse clientele with finesse, effortlessly handling even the most formidable creatures that venture into the bar. On the other hand, Kaail, an Elite Yautja hunter, has carved his path with a meteoric rise through the ranks. Known for lethal agility that defies his imposing size, he is a force to be reckoned with. His rapid ascension is complemented by a formidable temper. Have you ever wondered what happens when a Yautja walks into a Bar? Mature content 🔞 Okay, yautjas don't belong to me. But everything else in this book does?

[..] "Are you always this difficult ?" Cole let his arms down along his body and Alyssa instinctively backed away except she had no more room to cower in, her ass was already digging into the cold, hard counter. "Does it bother you ?" She found it thrilling to irate him and see his reactions, she was clearly chasing that fear and excitement he delivered. On top of that, she was sure he could not follow through with his intentions. His chest swelled, making him bigger if that was even possible and then slouched over her, planting each hand on either side of her body, trapping her between him and the sinks. He wasn't touching her, he wasn't hurting her in any way, he wasn't doing anything other than that. Alyssa relieved some of her weight on her hands, then bent back to avoid his upper body meeting hers. "It doesn't bother me at all, Alyssa." Fuck, calling my name again. Alyssa fluttered her eyes, losing her wits to the sound of his voice. "As I said before, I like it, which explains my earlier statement. You shamelessly infected my mind tonight and I hardly performed." [...] ----------------------------------------------------- What does a cute, dainty, petite woman interested in the BDSM lifestyle hopes to find when she visits the prestigious Hellhound Club ? A gentle Dom ? A Daddy Dom ? A Master ? Alyssa's deceiving looks might fool others, but not HIM. Master Cole, the toughest, most scrupulous and skilled Sadist, quickly got his eyes on her. She was the delicious treat his hands were aching to ravage, and he was the agonizing instrument of all her fantasies. As her passion lies in screams, Alyssa would do anything to please him, anything for his touch, anything for his love, anything for his ... Kiss.

Katrina Levour is used to being obeyed. She is the CEO of Levour Fashion, which means everyone in her life bends to her will. Her employees want promotions, her models want recognition, and her 'friends' want access to her life of glamour and luxury. Everyone in her life wants something from her, and they are willing to fake smiles and play nice to get it. Everyone except Coal. Coal is not nice. He is the most beautiful man to ever grace her camera, and yet he is unbearably arrogant and wildly disrespectful. And Katrina can't help but want to 'whip' him into shape. For Coal, and Coal alone, she decides to make a little time in her busy schedule for some 'fun'. Coal Ryder is no ordinary Model. At least he doesn't think so. He has been praised for his beauty since he was a child, and now, standing at 6'4 with rock-solid abs and a chiseled jaw, he is rising through the modeling ranks alarmingly fast. However, one person stands between him and his modeling dreams: Katrina Levour. She seems to hate everything about him. She saves only the the most embarrassing photo shoots for him and does everything in her power to torment him at work. However, Coal doesn't mind the torment. In fact, the longer he is around Katrina, the more he begins to crave her demeaning words and sharp tongue. What will happen when Katrina and Coal decide to take their fighting from work... to the bedroom.

"If you turn your back to me again, you better be bending over, sweetheart." *** Everyone warns you about boys who go looking for troubles, who have bruised knuckles and split lips, whose eyes are so dark that it seems like they could swallow oceans and come out alive, about the boys who look like danger, but no one warns about boys who stay silent for way too long, or ones with rings under their eyes, boys with sad eyes and boys who whisper things so sweet, so quietly that you wonder if he was an angel. Everyone warns you about the bad boys, but no one seems to warn you about the broken ones. Bar Red was a broken boy who finally finds someone to help mend his scattered pieces. Everyone saw him as the untrustworthy, unstable beast who was more than willing to punch anyone's face in. Swear words and bad habits mixed with smirks and wicked grins are enough to ward anyone off. But, apparently for Clementine, that's exactly what pulls her in. She has no clue what she's getting into but she's about to find out. She wasn't innocent, not by far, but she had dignity, a warm aura, niceness, and stubbornness that could rival a mule. Mix that with Bar's possessiveness and overprotective behavior, some interesting situations will definitely arise. Adding in the fact that Clementine had to tutor Bar for the rest of the school year and his almost instinctual urge to be apart of her life, they are bound to get close. Bar swears, Clementine hates it. He fights, she glares while bandaging up his knuckles. She reads instead of eats and he refuses dinner until she joins him. He is rude and she ignores him until he apologizes. Both, easily, frustrate the other while simultaneously falling into love. Broken boys are the only ones that can fix themselves so will this broken boy manage to do so before he drives away the one girl who wiggled her way past every barrier? This is the story of a broken bad boy clashing with the sad good girl. * #1 in the Red series Stand alone

★BOOK #9 in the DARK SERIES★ "All I want to do is kiss you," Ryder whispered, "and occasionally fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk for a week." Ryder Drakov, an enforcer of the Centauri pack made a vow, that he'd always protect his pack even if that meant he'd pay with his life. However, he never thought that there'd be a day that he had to pay with his heart. Being so close to his mate, he is forbidden to bond their link together. Vincent Centauri gave up any ambitions to be what his pack needed. He became the best lawyer that everyone feared to go against. However, their stronghold pack wasn't always like this. After the death of his mother, their family broke and he saw a side that caged his heart. He promised himself that he'd never mate so he could never succumb to the pain one suffered from loss. Both bound by promises that are causing nothing but pain... what will be at the end of this dark tormented story? Meanwhile, Bone Barbieri has served more time in a cage than he has out in the world. Working as a librarian now in the Centauri Institute, he found contentment. However, the void in his soul still haunts his sleepless nights. Will he be able to find peace or will his tormented past cage him again?

Beau HATES Oliver Fowler. But Oliver doesn't hate Beau.. quite the opposite actually. Oliver is the univeristies 'Golden Boy', adored and admired by all. ...well, um, everyone except Beau. *** Oliver lets out a strangled laugh, placing his hand against my chest and pushing me back against the wall. Hard. "If I am so golden, how come I am doing this?" My brows draw. "Doing wha-" I don't have time to finish my sentence, because Oliver Fowler has slammed his lips onto mine. ***

Pet has lived what most would consider an extremely abnormal life. She grew up on the streets of Reaper in some of the most notorious gangs in the city. But none of them ever really stuck, nothing ever felt right for her. Not until she was kidnapped from a club and duct-taped to a chair in someone's basement and staring at the leader of the Reapers. The oldest gang in the city. And the leader was requesting Pet's very specific skills. When Pet agrees, her very mundane mafia world is traded in for a raging turf war, bad blood that goes back centuries and even her own history as it comes back to haunt her. All while trying not to fall for the beautiful and brooding head of spies, Altas. As for Altas, he was content before Pet. He didn't question orders, he didn't disobey orders, he felt like he had everything under control. That is, until the tiny brutal woman was strapped to a chair in their basement. Everything he thought he knew, everything he valued would change as the normal chaotic world he once knew came crashing down around him, turning into something much more sinister. Reaper will never be the same. *** "You know why I'm happy to be The Pet?" Her eyes blazed with fury as she stared up at me. I tried to keep my voice even, calm when I said: "Why?" "Because I'm free of guilt." She squared her shoulders. "I might be the one to pull the trigger but I sure as shit wasn't the one who called the shot." She gave me one last hard stare. Grey eyes so dark and pissed that I wasn't sure if I was struggling to keep her gaze or look away. But she made the decision for me, shouldering past me and out the door.

Ivy, Grey and Arrow are finally back in Sin Sity but things are far from normal. Ivy has left her old life behind and thrown herself head first into the world she's been running from since she was a child. With her sister by her side, and some new unlikely allies, Ivy fights to stay out of her fathers grasp. But as gang members disappear, and cryptic letters and packages show up on their doorstep, the endgame of this plan is beginning to look more and more bleak. Meg's life, Grey's life and Arrow's life hang in the balance and the anticipation is making Ivy crazy. She thought she could do this. She thought she could beat this. She thought that love would conquer all. But what if it doesn't? *** The blood on his hands stains my thighs. My pearly skin turning crimson under his touch. And I knew I should feel disgusted. I mean fuck- he'd just killed a man in front of me. But I wasn't. Maybe that said more about me than about him but I didn't care. Not as his hands squeezed my skin and his teeth caught my ear lobe. But he pulled away after just a moment. Arrow tugged me up until we were standing pressed together. Ignoring the body lying lifelessly on the floor of the basement. Arrow walked us backwards toward to the stairs. He turned me around when we reached the first step. We didn't speak as we ascended the staircase and walked straight to the bathroom. Arrow turned on the water, and stripped my clothes before stripping his own. Steam billowed into the bathroom as we stepped into the glass shower. We moved into the water and his lips found my neck. He kissed gently as I watched the pink water swirl around the drain. The door to the shower opens and I turn. Grey's dark eyes give nothing away as he moves to us. He reaches around me to peck Arrow on the mouth, then leans down to capture my mouth in a brutal kiss. He pulls away and smiles down at me. "I love when you're already wet for me, angel."

When Ivy Lancaster, a young and successful publisher, saves a family farm in an old rundown town, her life is flipped on its axis. Her charity puts her on the radar of the man who runs all of Sin Sity. His gang has had the city on lockdown for years, and he's at the heart of it all. And now, she's been pulled into this life too. One she never expected. The one she'd only read about in books. Alongside him and his bestfriend, she'll have to learn how to survive this new life she's been pulled into. Or go back to the mundane, calm life at her desk. And she's not sure which is worse. **** I know I shouldn't. I know I should be disgusted by the thought of his hands on me. He is a killer. He's psychotic. He's forcing me to be here. And yet, I can't make myself pull away. I can't tell him to stop. Sin's fingers dip lower, playing with the lace barely covering my skin. I throw my head back against his chest, his gun still digging into my back. My eyes catching Arrows again. He hasn't moved. But his fists clench at his sides. And I wonder what it would feel like to have him pressed against my front with Sin at my back. God, what the fuck, Ivy? Why am I letting this happen? "I know you're wet for me, baby girl." Sin murmurs into my ear. "Wet for us." 'Fuck, I'm screwed' I think as Sin's fingers slip under my panties.

In a freak accident, Kira, a NASA scientist, is teleported to a planet that has no women. When she's saved by an alien that thinks she's a boy, she fights to keep herself alive and her gender a secret. *** Vrox's life has always been tranquil until a troublesome boy with endless secrets crashes onto his lap.