One of the most powerful man in the world. He was called Octavius. Cruel, coldblooded, and completely unobtainable. The Devil in a Brioni suit. The mere whisper of his name was like lethal poison that burned through the hearts of millions. Penetrating, and clear amber eyes that made grown men weep, and women burned with seduction. Behind the curtains, no one knew what he looked like yet he was always in control. It was a reputation he had fought to establish, one that brought him power, wealth and just about... everything. When a series of unfortunate events lands her into the very strong, powerful arms of Octavius, it was everything she'd been warned about. The beautiful brute, Octavius, moody and controlling in every aspect. She had never met a man as brutal, and stormy as him, someone she couldn't help but sprout wild, random phrases to, and offer hugs. A man that always gets what and who he wants because that's how his life works. Until it doesn't. Until he stumbles into a five-feet angel with the sweetest smile, and adamant about being friends. - preview - "Has any man ever made you so crazy you thought you'd die if you didn't get his cock inside of you? If you couldn't feel his fingers digging into your thighs as he spread you open and devoured you whole? Have you ever come over and over, so hard and so many times you couldn't be sure where one ended and the other began?" His strong, veined hands gripped the backside of my bare thigh, tracing over my skin, itching higher and higher and I could feel a deep ache building inside my lower region. My mouth slacked, at a loss for words, all I could do was whimper softly under his possessive touches. "Answer me." Big, forceful hands caressed my chin, almost gripping my neck, only retracting as I let out a tiny breathless sigh. His dark deep amber eyes were on fire with a carnal sexuality that I had never seen before. "Use your words."

❝Like a work of art he had been dying to put on display.❞ Verani Adams finds herself unhappy with the way she's led her life. Between dealing with the consequences of her career choices, the burden to find romance in an era of one night stands, and most of all, figuring out how to fulfill her endless desire for a thrill in everything she does, she decides to apply for an internship in her final year of college, at one of the most profound museums in the city of Paris: Musée de l'Érotisme. Described otherwise as, a museum dedicated to sex. Face to face with the taboo nature that surrounds her job, she meets Damien Dupont, the head director of the renowned museum. Vera learns early on that his expertise goes beyond the creative field, following him into his personal life, and she can't help but feel curious about the various tastes he indulges in. As for him, he gets what he wants, and his eyes are set on the girl in red. *Unedited, this completed version is the first draft. Currently in revision.* 18+ MATURE AUDIENCES ONLY.

BOOK 1 He hovered over me in silence while I gathered my senses. "Why are you here Deacon?" I finally asked. I heard his gruff sigh before he knelt down, and placed his warm hand under my chin, lifting my gaze to meet his. "Because you are mine Ellis Belrose." his dour voice echoed in my mind while he looked into my eyes. --------------------------- Ellis Bellrose is finally graduating high school. She has interned her last semester at Pacific Northwest Living magazine in hopes of landing a paying job by the time she graduates college. Everything was going to plan. Until she met him. Deacon Vidar, the Alpha of the Priamos pack. She doesn't know it yet, but he is her mate. Ellis feels an undeniable connection to him, something is always drawing her to him. Deacon Vidar is intense, and cruel. He is a great Alpha and has precise plans for his pack. But After 130 years on this earth he was beginning to think he didn't have a mate at all, let alone a young, fragile, human mate. Deacon wants Ellis more than anything, even if it means taking her against her will. Will Ellis give into their mate bond, and fall in love with the harsh creature that is Deacon Vidar? Is their compatibility the least of their worries? *THIS STORY HAS HEAVY SEXUAL & MATURE CONTENT*

Book 1 in Dominant Series • Mia has spent most of her life in an orphanage-sheltered and with little joy. Shortly after her eighteenth birthday, however, she meets Damien, who sends her world spinning. Dominant and gorgeous, Damien is the kind of man who doesn't take no for an answer-whereas no is the only answer Mia has ever gotten. Having already experienced enough pain in her life, it's no wonder Mia is skeptical about getting close to someone...especially someone like him.

"Where the hell are your shoes?" The stranger asks. "I sleepwalk." DISORDER SERIES: INSOMNIA DAMAGED ADDICTION Notice** These books do not have the same characters. They follow a new relationship each time. There are crossovers, though. They are in the same universe. You also do not have to read them in order. Dedicated to Benson R, who lost his battle with depression in November 2021. A fellow hopeless romantic who had no idea how loved he was. Suicide hotline: (800) 273-8255 www.psychologytoday.com

Injured, terrified, and on the run, Kisa never expected salvation to come wrapped in tattoos, scars, and steel. When she crashes-bloody and unconscious-into the garage of Slater Wylde, a brooding mechanic with a body built for sin, she wakes to more than just safety. She wakes to obsession... Slater is rough. Dangerous. Addictive. Precisely the kind of trouble she should run from, but his touch feels like protection and devotion. With Kisa's past still haunting her, she decides to lie low and enjoy a little bit of pleasure from the hands of a Wylde. There's only one problem: Slater has no intention of letting her go. Sometimes, the deadliest remedy comes with oil-stained hands and a possessive streak that burns through the soul.

"Come to sit on my lap again?" • • • It's that time of the year again, and people are all waiting for Santa to come by with their presents. Hazel is living a humdrum life in her small hometown, doing nothing in particular when a certain Santa Claus asks her if she wants to sit on his lap. Brown eyes, chocolate hair and abs carved like stone, Nick is nothing like the traditional Santa you know, yet he still straps on the beard and red suit. In town for just the season, Hazel slowly discovers there's more to Nick Saint than what meets the eye. Peeling back one layer at a time (like a Christmas present) she uncovers what truly lies beneath that red suit of his and finds herself in shock at the result. As the saying goes... Santa smirks because he knows where all the naughty girls live... And he was smirking at Hazel.

[MATURE CONTENT] a rumpelstiltskin retelling #1 in the ODD FAIRYTALES series "Do you enjoy torturing me?" He asked on a groan as his hand travelled from my inner thigh to further upwards, finding me sans panties. "Only-" I breathed raggedly as he began tracing my slit with gentle strokes with not enough pressure to relieve me of the burn charging my core. "- when it suits." "Well," he said, finger dipping inside me, making me cling to his shoulders. "For your trouble, I'm about to fuck you so hard they'll write about us." "Like a fairytale?" I asked on a whisper, amusement dancing in my voice as I stared into his glowing golden eyes. "Be careful," he warned, ducking his head until I felt his hair brush my face. His lips were a millimetre from my ear, his breath making something thrum within me. "The ending will make you scream." I didn't doubt that.

Burnt alive as a teen, nearly to death, doctors said it was impossible to replenish his appearance. With the help from the wealth of his family's fortune, they shield him from the world and the world from him. Alejandro Montego worked hard and was now the sole heir to his family's multimillion corporations. He was not only now a multimillionaire but a thirty five year old virgin. No one ever saw him, no one dared. Until he met beautiful Grace Liverpool. The newly employed, personal, live-in care taker, set out exploring all she could of the ghost like mansion. She took what she didn't know was a wrong turn in his study, not knowing of his condition. Would Grace's love and patience be enough to break through Alejandro's thick shield?

Dominique LaSalle wanted to celebrate Valentine's Day with the two men in her life that she loved the most in the world. Unfortunately they were both gone on business leaving her at home by herself miserable and horny. Will she spend Valentine's Day alone or will her men come through for her. Come find out how Dommi will be spending her day. *disclaimer- please read my profile page*