Jonathan Drazen is a known womanizer and a gorgeous piece of man I'm not letting into my heart. Ever. Yeah, he's rich, beautiful, charming as hell, and he has a wit as sharp as a double-edged razor... but he's made it perfectly clear that this is a short-term fuck. Three nights, tops, then we part like sexually satisfied grown-ups. I believe him when he says he can't love me. I'm not trying to fall in love, either. We get in. Get it on. Get the hell out. Done. Right? Right.

When Jonathan was gone I couldn’t stop thinking about him, and the first thing he did when he got back was demand more of me. I’m willing to give him my orgasms and my time, but I find myself giving up pieces of my heart. My career is on track, and even though I can’t write a thing, I can sing. So I’ll go to the art opening with him, because his ex wife will be there. I feel this need to protect him from hurt, though in bed, his domination brings me to my knees. This man is going to break me into a million little pieces.

"You’re mine. The minute I told you to spread your legs and you did it, you were mine. When I told you to beg for it and you did, you were mine. When you put your hands behind your back without being told, I owned you." No. God, no. My name is Monica, and no matter what Jonathan says, I am not submissive.

Jonathan’s POV that take place during Submit’s timeline. The first story tells you all about Jonathan’s night with Jessica, before he left for San Francisco.

What you’re breaking isn’t some little, meaningless coupling. We aren’t some casual fuck, and we never were. Not from the first night. Not from the first time I laid eyes on you. You were built for me. I denied it as long as I could, but we were meant to be together. You are the sea under my sky. We’re bound at the horizon.

Here's how it's going to be, Goddess. Until you surrender yourself to me fully, I will not touch you. Until the world can know you belong to me, I will not kiss you. I'm going to be inches away, at your side. I'm going to whisper in your ear and put my breath on your neck, but the heat of my skin will not feel the shudder of yours until you commit yourself to me completely and without reservation.

A short song about Rachel. Do people like you ever have wishes, Jonathan? What does that mean? People like me? People who have everything. Was there ever something you wanted, but could only wish for? It's not necessary to read this story if you're reading Songs of Submission, but it'll get you through the long wait to Book Six.

The story of Jonathan Drazen and Monica Faulkner continues. And it's time Monica stepped up to the plate. I looked down at him, with his tourmaline eyes and copper hair and believed him despite my better judgment. Then I forgave him despite my misgivings. I loved him just because I did. My heart wasn’t sensible or guarded enough. Not by a sight. I was a walking raw nerve ending of emotion, as if the years I’d spent away from men and sex had made me more emotional, more vulnerable, more foolish than before. I ran my fingers through his hair, feeling like the victim of a crime of consent.

This book has been discontinued by the author, and combined with Sing.

This is the last book in the series. Take my hand, my love. On sinews of air we tread Aught but distance our guide With no tempo to our gait No endpoint drawn Neither plot nor plan By the thorns of a compass rose We bound toward the horizon

TO BE READ AFTER \SING\ This ten page story was sent free to the mailing list on 11/14/13. MONICA I missed two things. I missed my freedom, and I missed slavery. I got myself caught in a nether region where I couldn't come and go as I pleased, and I didn't feel protected. I was being unfair and I knew it. What man could be expected to keep up Jonathan's intensity for any length of time? No human could continue to be a raging lion after having their heart ripped out. So, though we burdened each other with many things, I never burdened him with my longing for my dominant Jonathan. That man was gone. I loved the man who replaced him. He was everything I almost lost in that nightmare of a hospital. He was funny and thoughtful. Gracious and wise. He was still the best lover I'd ever laid my hands on. But he wasn't the lion of a man he'd been, until today. The day my king returned.... ———————————————— \\\Be advised this is the roughest scene of intimacy in the whole series.\\\

Did you want a pat little ending about Jonathan and I riding off into the sunset? Did you want flowers and stars? Man, I wish it was all soft filters and violins. I wish we could fight about who cleaned the bathroom or who was cooking dinner. But I knew I was never destined for simple contentment. I almost committed murder for him. I almost tore us apart to save him. How do you get back on the horse after that? Because, I promise you, nothing is the same. Nothing. I’ve earned our happily ever after. Now I have to survive it.

DISCOVER JONATHAN AND MONICA ———- He was the dream I never knew I had until he claimed me. The kinky billionaire who wanted to give pain as much as I wanted to receive it. He’d marked me as his own and I accepted him. I trust him completely. I swear I do. But, now things are getting complicated. I have a career, and he has his claim. How far is he going to go to mark me? And am I going to run or stay? WARNING: This novella has some of Jonathan and Monica’s roughest encounters. That's how they like it! \*This takes place after he reclaims her in the studio, and before the second wedding. If you already love them, they're hotter than ever!

THE HIT USA TODAY BESTSELLER Jonathan Drazen’s my billionaire boss. Or he was, until he fired me. Now he wants to make a bet. If I win, he’ll give me enough money to not care about this waitressing job. If he wins, I’m completely and utterly his for the night. I’m sworn off men, but I’ll take this wager. He’s hot enough to break some rules over. Besides, he’s still hung up on his ex-wife. There’s no chance he’ll want more after the sun comes up. Just one night, and I walk away from his dark past and his hot demands. I shouldn’t walk away. I should run. Turns out, when Jonathan Drazen wants something, he gets it, and after our one night, he wants me.

Jonathan Drazen. A beautiful bIllionaire with a taste for obedience. Too bad I'm not submissive. This girl will never surrender. But I can’t stay away from him. He’s got this bossy way about him in bed. The word “Sir,” falls from my lips, and when he tells me to get on my knees…well, my knees have a mind of their own. I got this. I can be his slave for a few nights and walk away unscathed. We get in. Get it on. Get the hell out. Done. He can find the line between love and lust. It’s right between my legs. Now, let’s see if that line blurs for me. \——— This bundle includes Submission / Domination / Connection

Jonathan Drazen. Gorgeous. Check. Charming. Check. Smart. Check. Rich. Hey... I'm not gonna complain. All the ingredients for a few nights of mind-blowing pleasure are right there. He's made it perfectly clear he can't love me, and I'm not out to fall in love either. But I can't stay away from him. He's got this bossy way about him in bed. The word "Sir," falls from my lips, and when he tells me to get on my knees...well, my knees have a mind of their own. I got this. I can be his slave for a few nights and walk away unscathed. We get in. Get it on. Get the hell out. Done. He knows the line between love and lust. It's right between my legs. Now, let's see if that line blurs for me.

I want to just clarify a couple of things. Submission is not abdication. Submission is not resignation. It’s not weak or fragile. It doesn’t mean I break at the first sign of trouble. Well, I broke for a few weeks. When I realized I was falling in love with Jonathan and that I’d never be the same if I allowed it to continue, I broke into a million sharp little pieces. I think I damaged him in the process. But what could I do? Stay with him and untangle the mess of his life? Commit to his rules, his secrets, his troubles? No. Just, no. If we’re doing this, we’re doing it. If I’m committing, it’s to a man, not a lie. I’ll strip away everything between us, even if it ends us. \——— Previously released as Control Burn Resist

The last three books of the USA Today Bestselling Series - now in a final bundle. This is not a romance. This is not a pat little ending about Jonathan and I riding off into the sunset. I knew I was never destined for that, but no one warned me about the pain. No one told me about the hurt. No one told me what I’d risk for him. I’ll do anything to make it right. Anything. You think I won’t kill for him? You’re wrong. I have to earn my happily ever after, and we have to survive it.