Love! Adaira Ambrose has finally found it, and doesn't plan to let it go. Who cares about the thousands of miles of distance between her and her beloved? Now it's finally her time to go on an adventure! Off to India! Who cares about the bloody revolution that happens to be going on there? She has grit, determination, and a revolver in her pocket! Who cares about her enraged big brother, who is coming after her and- ...all right, she might have to care about him. But not if she can pull off a successful elopement before he gets his hands on her. Time to embrace the motto "Knowledge is power is time is money!" The tenth and final volume of Robert Thier's "Storm and Silence" series.

Rosa Giovenesi is still not over her mother's passing nearly two years ago. The both of them suffering at the hands of her father, Rosa finally decides enough is enough and puts together a plan ready to destroy the empire her father has built. Unable to do so entirely herself, Rosa tries to recruit the help of a so-called expert who is just right for the job. Enter in Luca Lorenzo Russo, tantalisingly mysterious and sending Rosa headfirst into spiralling confusion. Luca reluctantly agrees to wreaking havoc with Rosa as long as business stays business but lines are blurred when the two are placed in compromising position, scandalous moments and only having one another to rely on. The journey ahead for the both of them is not only dangerous but evokes emotions that neither of them knew they possessed. Will they fight against it all or succumb to one another?

Gedeon Sokoloff wanted revenge and would have done anything to bring down his enemies. Before, he wanted to kill every single Italian as the Russian Bratva. It was his only purpose since they killed his mother. That was before Dove Genovese. She was nothing more than a stepping stone as the Italian's princess, only a pawn in his twisted game. Now, he knows there's no life without his other half. And he'll do anything to get her back. Dove Genovese wanted freedom and found it through her other half, Gedeon. She was finally happy and found a family to call her own. Just as quickly, it was ripped away from her. Her wings are stripped away until she yearned for nothing more than death. Will Gedeon be able to save and bring back the girl he fell in love with? Or were their story doomed from the start?

***BOOK TWO OF THE CURSED SERIES.*** Harper had grown up with the tales of her mothers heroics whispered amidst the palace walls. Everywhere she went, eyes and hushed murmurs followed. Pitied glances. Desolate faces. Sometimes even fear stared back at her. She was the cursed child; the child that would be this kingdom's undoing once more. And all because of the deal her mother had struck with the God of the Underworld. On her 21st birthday she's whisked away into a world of eternal night and wonder, where the mysterious God whom she had feared all of her life is not all that he seems. His touch is familiar. His lips tantalising. And worst of all, he makes the beast within her purr. Harper hadn't chosen this fate, but her heart had chosen him. ***NOTE; you may be able to read this as a standalone but I highly discourage it. A lot of the events mentioned will be confusing if you haven't read 'The Curse of An Alpha. Also, this book contains mature scenes, so read at your own risk.' ***

❃ The Rich Man and His Fire Dancer ❃ "Dance for me like the bad girl you are, Nyra." Angelo circled me, stopping in front of me and looking up and down the belly dancing outfit I had on. No man has ever been this up close to me. They were forbidden. I wanted to push him away but I enjoyed the sinful sensation of his presence near mine. It made my core drip with desire. "I dance with fire, Mr Santis, you wouldn't want to get burned." Angelo chuckled darkly, the back of his fingers stroking up the curve of my side before wrapping his hand around my back, pulling me close to his face. His minty breath fanned my face and goosebumps pricked at my skin. "Aww, bambola, you have no idea how much I am burning to have you withering under me," He whispered against my neck, lightly brushing his cushioned lips against my pulse. ❃ Angelo De Santis, the most handsome young and rich bachelor with women that surround and fall to their knees to plead like angels,begging to spend a night with him. Flirt, charmer, hypnotist. These are his traits yet one woman doesn't fall for them and he wants her. Nyra Marianacci, a beautiful woman hidden in the darkest club of Manhattan. Not a stripper. Not a ballerina yet she has obtained both qualities. Innocent yet sinful. She picks at her victims, injecting her venomous poison of temptation and feeds off of the men's desire to have her, but there's a catch. They can't. They can only see her from afar. Touching her is forbidden. When these two collide at a celebration of Angelo De Santis's victory at the club, will he indulge in her temptation or will she bend the rules to dance to his tunes?

"Trust me to always put you first." He bent his head and whispered near my ear. "Always." ~ Unlovable? Big check! Or maybe not. After all, Carla has an affectionate husband, the prodigal son of a mafia Don, who is an expert at making her panties wet while promising to put her first. When enemies come looking, Dante is hellbent on keeping his wife safe. What will happen when keeping her safe gets in the way of putting her first? Carla is looking for peace, bomb-ass sex, and everlasting love but discovers that betrayal, poison, and murder are surefire ways to burn a relationship to the ground. ~ He leaned forward as his hand wandered over my hip and under my shorts to settle at the junction of my thighs. "I want you. I'll always want you. Nobody else. I want to spend the rest of my life loving the heck out of you, cariño." ~ This book contains steamy, erotic scenes, some violence, and strong language. This is book two in the Daybreak series. Add it to your library, and never miss a bonus chapter. Updates every Thursday. © 2024 Lady Altagracia. All rights reserved.

Sequel to Paint Me Saved. Not to be read as a standalone. Time has the power to change people, the power to heal any wound. After a failed mission, Leonardo Brenton finds himself in the hospital. Battered both in body and confidence, he goes into hiding. He has given up on love too, knowing it was a game she played on him. Deciding to move to a new city, away from media scrutiny bought forth by his father and the reminders of once sacred love, he soon realizes not everyone can escape their past. Zemira Ford will not give up on love. She waits patiently, biding time for the love of her life to return to her. When her father's health takes a turn for the worst, she must decide - move to a different city or stay back for love. When their worlds intertwine, and lies holding together the foundations of their fragile relationship crumble, Leonardo and Zemira must decide. Are they ready to change and admit to the mistakes and lies breaking them apart? Or will theirs turn into a wound of a relationship no time could heal? Part 2 of Redeemed by a Soldier series. ⚠️ This book contains PTSD and drug abuse references. Reader's discretion is advised. ⚠️

MATURE-EROTIC-BDSM-ACTION E X C E R P T - "I am dominant, Aurora. I would do everything with your consent but strictly on my terms." Before I could register the words through blurry desperation, he claimed my lips. It was slow and titillating at first. Our tongues danced like a well-choreographed waltz, moved in smooth 'rise and fall' motions as he maneuvered my head to his will. My arms were wrapped around the shapely contours of his back, urging him to take me deeper into his mouth. Lord, the man could kiss. It turned strangely ravishing, and all I could taste was the intoxicated whiskey breath of desire that mirrored my mind." ****************** I was barely a young girl when I was sent to him to be trained as an assassin. Marco didn't just turn me into a ruthless killer-he made me a woman. I was his protégé. He was my Master - of my mind, body, and soul. But I wanted more. I wanted to be HIS WOMAN. And how long was he going to deny me? ****************************** W A R N I N G: This book is intended for mature audiences and contains explicit sexual content and graphic language. Read this only if the above themes do not offend you. You've been warned. This book is unedited so you will find some grammatical errors/misspellings.

"You truly are evil Tyrece, do you know that!" I shout angrily as I try to push him away from me. When that doesn't work I slap at his chest, then his face as hard as I possibly can. He smiles, finding amusement in my anger before grabbing both of my arms and pinning them against the wall above me, I am fully exposed. "You begged me to fuck you even though I tried shooting you in the head, even though I tried killing your brother, stop with this pathetic good girl act dimples. You watched me blow a guy's brains out. Any other girl would run. You are just as twisted as me if not fuckjng worse," He spits out causing my heart to skip a beat. "I'm not as sick as you, "I say, Tyrece smiles viciously before throwing me onto my bed roughly, he climbs on top of me, he kisses me and I kiss him back desperately. My words were saying one thing but my actions were saying something completely different. ........ Rosewood is split into two sides what happens when Kabrina gets mixed in with the wrong crowd?