The door read: Tessa Saint. The truth was: she was nothing of the sort. Even the name was a lie. The woman most men fantasized about, a domme, a walking wet dream, and a master with a whip, Tessa Saint took charge and delivered on that fantasy. But Emmy—the woman Tessa became once she walked out the door of the club—was getting tired of the game. It was time to try the vanilla life. The door read: Nathaniel Walsh The truth was: the man was an open book Emmy was interested in reading. Nathaniel was instantly attracted to the enigma of Emmy, and against her better judgement she lead him into her world of whips and blindfolds, kink and domination. Having a man unencumbered with perceptions of her lifestyle, Emmy could not resist Nathaniel at the tip of her lash, his willing bedroom submission. The door read: Club Imperial The truth was: Emmy hid there in the dark for a reason. She should never have left the comfortable shadows. Her secrets would find a way to the light- and it was only time until Emmy's lies were torn away and the truth revealed. Nathaniel wasn't ready for that. Neither was she. \\Content Warning: Contains explicit content that may not be suitable for all audiences. Contains BDSM themes, Erotic content and language. 18+ Audience\\

The door read: Club Imperial The truth was: It could never hide all your secrets. Emmy learned that the hard way. Behind Club Imperial’s doors lay all of those Emmy never wanted to share. Secrets she wanted to hide forever from the world. And Nathaniel. As she lay unconscious in the hospital, beaten and bruised, Nathanial never left her side. He didn't want her lifestyle—their lifestyle—to take away from the justice her attack deserved. Slowly, as Emmy started to recover, she started to accept all the good in her new life... Until the day her phone rang and her world, all those secrets, came crashing down around her. Terrible things she left behind suddenly reappeared, and her scars were ripped open. Emmy wasn’t sure she could survive the pain, again, and she had to let Nathaniel go to protect him from the hell of her past... But Nathaniel wasn't walking away. Content Warning: Intended for 18+ Audience, may contain explicit details or scenes

One fateful night, by the grace of beer and peanuts... Morgan Kirkbride—the self-professed super fangirl of Silver Soul—falls for the sexy rock god, Nick D. Literally. Lands on her ass right in front of him. Morgan is sure the lead singer of Silver Soul thought she was a graceless flake, but instead asks her to a midnight diner and winds up back at her place. She’s sure it’s just a crazy one-night fling… Imagine her shock when the very next Monday at Allegheny County Courthouse, the highly respected, well-credentialed chemist Dr. Nicholas Dovadsky is called as a witness—and Morgan recognizes him as the rock god who rocked her bed. Sparks fly between them and Nick doesn’t intend for anything or anyone to stop him from getting to know the spunky, curvaceous, if clumsy, woman. But things get complicated - fast. When an ex-boyfriend returns to haunt Morgan and her roommate, no one takes him seriously. When the simple threats become violent, perverse and horrifying, they realize someone is out to get her... and they aren’t going to stop until they do.

Kinbaku-bi—'the beauty of tight binding'. Dusty Rose is well versed in the beauty of kinbaku. Trained in Japan a rope artist, there is nothing more she enjoys than the feel of the silk rope running through her fingers as she binds her willing partners in the intricate patterns of her art. Dusty loses herself there, pretending her real life as Cece Robbe doesn’t exist. Dr. Killian McInnis has had a rough year, after saving his friend Nathaniel's life. He doggedly tried to avoid his problems by going back to the life he thought he could live without: being a Dom. It seems to be the only way to escape the social darling his family expects him to marry. As desperate as their families are to keep Cece and Killian apart, they only succeed in driving them together. Unrequited desire hangs in the air between them, and they cling to each other desperately trying to find a way out together… …sometimes, the knots we tie are our own. Kinbaku is a Japanese style of bondage which involves tying up the bottom using simple yet visually intricate patterns. The aesthetic arrangement of ropes and knots on the model’s body emphasizes characteristics like sensuality, vulnerability—and strength. \Part 1 of 2\ \\CONTENT WARNING: This story contains adult language, sexual situations. It is intended for adult audience 18+ ONLY\\

Sometimes, we need help to untie all the knots... Everett Millhouse is dead. Hannah Robbe is missing. The Prima Domme of Club Imperial is the Prime Suspect. Cece's worst nightmares are coming true. She can't run and she can't hide from the angry wrath of her peers. Cece and Killian find themselves being torn apart as they try to figure out why she is being framed. They'll need a little help from their friends—the ones they know and the ones they never knew they had—to untangle the web of clues. Clues that lead them through the once pristine upper class, the dark underworld of BDSM, and make them face a dangerous fact: Pittsburgh has a serial killer. \\CONTENT WARNING\\ This book contain adult language and themes, including BDSM. It is intended for ages 18+ ONLY.