The last thing I expected when I married at twenty\-two was to remain a virgin at twenty\-four. My husband didn’t want me, he had married me out of obligation rather than love, and I thought nothing could hurt worse than that. But my solution, marriage counseling, was only the beginning. The first time I saw Shane, I knew I was boarding an express bus to hell because my husband never made me feel a flicker of that spark, and that was before we shook hands. He doesn’t just want me; he wants all my firsts, my very soul, and damn it. I think he’s going to get them all. \\\*Mind to Bend is a standalone dark romance and book 1 in a series of interconnected standalone. There is graphic adult content that may be disturbing to some readers. Please check content warnings.

“He sees her when she’s sleeping, he knows she’s his to take.”BiancaFor six years I’ve spent December dressing up as one of Santa’s elves and trying to make ends meet. I’m top of my class, about to start my final semester, and I’m desperate to put the tinsel away, but there’s one problem. I’ve been good this year, but someone naughty has been watching me. His letters come often, all of them simply signed “Klaus”. And somehow this man knows me better than anyone even though I’ve never seen his face. When the Santa I’ve been working with meets his grisly end and the best looking man I’ve ever seen dons the suit, I know something isn’t so holly jolly. But what am I supposed to do when he throws me in his sack? I’m sleighed. Sacked and Sleighed is a dark Christmas romance loosely connected to the Stolen Obsessions series. This is a novella, heavily smutty, and doesn’t connect major plot points. Please check the content warning before reading.

In the shadows of the convent, safety was once my constant companion, until Pax Bouchard shattered that sanctuary. His obsession knows no bounds; he hungers for my blood, my flesh, seeking an unholy union of our souls, and he'll spare no wicked act to make me his. Pax killed his own father, the man responsible for the loss of my papa. I shouldn’t be grateful, but I am. His allure is intoxicating, his interests deadly, and my very essence ignites in his presence. But how can I reconcile this forbidden attraction with the vows I've sworn to uphold? He wants my soul, every fragment of my being. I want to hate him for his wickedness and yet, I owe him. I understand him. Can I save him before he destroys me? \Vow to Sever is a Dark Romance book with graphic themes that may be upsetting to some viewers. Please check the content warning in the beginning of the book. This is book two in a series of interconnected standalones and can be read on its own, however if you would like more details check out the rest of the series!\

Being Valen Throne has always been more than enough. The quarterback for my college team, the president of my fraternity. I’m male perfection. Strong, sharp, a little brutal. What more could you want? But most don’t know I’m a deranged autosexual who gets off on watching myself get off. Human beings aren’t supposed to be props for my amusement or a tool to find the best position to admire myself from. Still, they lined up for the task while being promised they would never mean more to me than cheap sex. Satisfaction was my natural state of being until I met Cecilia, except for the occasional violent outbursts. I didn’t need or want anyone but me. Then I learned a life altering truth. I’m not the most interesting person on the plant. Cece is. I’m obsessed. She might be the first person I’ve ever really seen. She’s soft and curvy, so pretty I could throttle her, and her little goth outfits only make me more crazy, more desperate. I need her in a way I can’t explain. I want to look at her. See her. Taste her. Hurt her. But what does that have to do with Valen, the person I’ve always thought of first? My self image is crumbling and Cecilia is the only solution. But then she turns me down, making this one Valentine’s day she’ll never forget. Knives and Kisses is a dark, enemies to lovers, opposites attract, Valentines day romance with tons of triggering themes throughout! Please check the warning!

Nikolai and the Gemelli princess. Details to come soon.

My fate settled when I let him get in that car... Now he’s coming for me. Dante Gemelli isn’t dead. He’s disfigured and out for justice. He’s killed the men responsible, and there’s only one thing left that can soothe his soul: my head on a silver platter. Dante plans on having fun while hunting me, but no matter how much I deserve to be his prey I’m going to save my neck first. If Dante wants my head, he needs to get his hands on me. The Halloween Carnival is the perfect place to slip into the shadows, but he’s already waiting. I’ll pay my debts one way or another, and he’s not afraid to put on a show.

Shattering glass, the crunch of metal, a cloud of explosive residue as the airbags launch, the screeching wail of agony. The dust falls and the only man I’ve ever loved sits dead beside me. The legs I used to dance ballet are shattered, and I have nothing left. Each opportunity to save myself turns into a worse betrayal, and I think I’ve hit my lowest when my old director tricks me into auctioning my chastity. Much like my first ballet, standing on that stage changes my life forever. Seated in the audience is my benefactor, my single greatest supporter, and when he buys me it means so much more than the first time I agreed to sell. He wants me to walk again, to face the world without Pietro, but are there some bonds that can’t be broken?