She needs me, because she needs money. I don’t need her. Just her complete submission…

I thought my neighbor was just a grumpy recluse. Turns out, he’s the devil in an Armani suit. It all started with a Christmas disaster. My curvy boudoir photos landed on his doorstep. Cue absolute panic… And visions of him laughing at my plus-size curves. But when I showed up to reclaim my photos… He wasn’t laughing. He was waiting. Dark eyes filled with hunger. And my photos gripped tightly in his hand. One night. That’s all it took—reckless, sinful passion to unravel me. But the next morning brought shocking truth: He’s not just a brooding stranger. He’s a former Bratva boss, with blood-stained secrets and enemies in every shadow. The snow might be falling gently outside, But inside, I’ve walked straight into a storm. And as if that wasn’t enough… I’m carrying his baby.

I went to church seeking absolution, but instead found my life in the devil’s hands. His ultimatum—confess my depravities, or dig my own grave. Kidnapping me to keep as his Christmas treat, Devon’s determined to strip me bare of both my secrets and clothes, my inexperience making me the object of his obsession, throwing me into my own carnal awakening. My inner voice is screaming to keep fighting him, but it’s nowhere near as loud as the whisper of temptation pulling me closer to the man that has the power to end me with the pull of a trigger.

Barron’s never known what it’s like to have nothing and no one. As the McClelland heir, he grew up with his father’s money and his mother’s love. Meanwhile, I’m the charity case she took on. I’m pressured into joining them on vacation, but the storm brewing in Barron’s eyes promises I’ll come to regret my decision.

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They thought they could get away with it, but they are sorely mistaken. They have been judged. They have been sentenced. All that remains is their execution. No one goes unpunished. We’ll make sure of it. We are The Society and all who dare cross us will find their miserable end by our hand. Don’t be fooled. This is not their story. It’s ours.

When the invitation arrived two days ago to our run down double-wide trailer for the Midnight Ball, I thought it had been sent by God and the holy angels above. I’d always been an optimist. As the oldest of four sisters with barely a dollar to squeeze between us some days, I had to be or I’d lose my mind. When one door closes, somewhere a window opens, right?

Ellie Stevens has lusted over Kayne Roberts since he first walked into the import/export company she works for a little over a year ago. As Expo’s most important client, Ellie has always kept a safe distance from the man with the majestic blue eyes – until temptation finally gets the better of her. Impulsively, Ellie invites Kayne to one of Expo’s infamous company parties her flamboyant boss is notorious for throwing. Unbeknownst to Ellie, the god in the Armani suit isn’t just the suave entrepreneur he portrays himself to be.

I hate the princes of Devil’s Creek. Luca, Bastian, Marcello, and Damian. For most of my life, no one wanted me… not until they needed me. Turns out I’m the lost heiress to a multi-billion dollar fortune and a pawn in their game. They keep me locked in their seaside estate, completely at their mercy. All four of them are bullies, taking out their hatred for me in the form of punishments, each with their own reason for keeping me around. I’m sick to want them. It’s dangerous to need them.

It’s a routine mission in Belize. Get in, get out, save the women. Then I see Naomi’s photo and watch her hostage video. A stirring…an ache…a desire so deep for her heats up my blood and annihilates me. Then I meet her. It accelerates my thirst, riling up my inner beast. She’s an investigative reporter and knows things she shouldn’t. But all the women have secrets…knowledge about a global force so powerful the world will implode with greed. Freedom will no longer exist. Instead of delivering her, we run. The heat of the jungle is a blow torch demolishing my restraint, until I have to make her mine. But enemies lurk everywhere. After it’s over, I’ll have to piece her back together again.

I may not survive my first semester spying on three ruthless cartel brothers—especially when it turns out they’re bullies in more ways than one. With my money-laundering father caught stealing from my mafia boss uncle, I’m given one chance to save my little sister and me from being forced to work off his debt in the brothels: Enroll at Silver Hills University, seduce the three cartel brothers, and uncover the truth behind their presence in the States…without getting caught and flayed alive. But when getting close to them requires my complete and total submission to dark desires that threaten my “good girl” image, I soon find my heart’s at risk of falling for not just one of them…but all three.