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Selling my virginity wasn't how I saw my first week of college going. But after my parents cut me off, an offer from a gorgeous rich stranger doesn't sound so bad. It's only twenty-four hours and I'll never have to see him again. Wrong. Much to my horror, the stranger is Oliver Godfrey, the captain of my fencing team. As if that isn't bad enough, his parents own half the city. There is no escape from him or the way he makes me feel.

In my world, I take what I want. Even her. I'm her godfather. I shouldn't be pushing her down to her knees and making use of that sassy mouth, let alone tearing her clothes off, belting her bare ass, and then ravaging her virgin body as she screams my name. But I'll do all of that and much more as I teach her what it means to belong to a man like me. Because I can. Because she's mine.

I was raised in a world where money and power are at your fingertips. My father is a lord, a very respected member of a secret society that knows no bounds. When tragedy struck my family, we discovered we weren’t untouchable. Just when I thought life couldn’t get any worse, I was shown what hell is really like. Then he came and saved me. The devil disguised as my personal hero. But of course, nothing is for free. Not when a soul is up for grabs.

Nineteen-year-old Matt Parker was a late bloomer. After growing up as the runt of the litter, left out and left behind, Matt experienced a growth spurt that made him unrecognizable to all but his best friend, Luke Monroe. After years of personal tragedy, Luke’s family took Matt in and gave him a home where he spent the last two years preparing for college. Two years where Matt thrived and blossomed, growing from an undersized ninety-eight-pound weakling into a muscled hunk ready to take college by storm. But his troubles are only beginning when a blown dorm assignment leaves Matt homeless.

I’ve discovered Donovan Kincaid’s secret. It’s dirty and filthy and rich–as dirty and filthy and rich as he is–and it haunts me as much as he ever did. Even after knowing what I know now, I still want to talk to him, to touch him. But there’s an ocean between us, and I’m not sure it can be crossed with something as easy as a phone call or a plane ride. Yet I’m willing to try.

She was supposed to save me. In a twist of fate, I rescued her. Since then, I've lived for her, breathed for her, overreached with my love. She's still here, so I must be doing something right. But now I want more. Except, a dangerous secret from my past threatens to come between us, forcing me to confront what kind of man I am.

I’d been prom queen and cheer captain—high school’s most savage Queen Bee. I could have everything I wanted. Except them. The freaks, the weirdos, the school’s ultimate losers: Manson, Jason, Lucas, and Vincent. Our hatred for each other couldn’t keep us apart, not even when my own mistake got Manson expelled and made me the ultimate villain to the rest of them.

When I fled my small town home to fly across the globe for a potential job on a remote island, I did it on a whim. And let's just say my parents were not happy. According to them, the journey of self-discovery is not nearly as important as tending the family farm.

The Anguis, a secret society of power-hungry individuals, have long controlled Port Macabre from their seat at Noire House, a place where the wealthy rub shoulders and chase hedonistic pleasures. However, behind the mansion's facade lies a poisonous, hidden underworld.

Imriel de la Courcel's birth parents are history's most reviled traitors, but his adoptive parents, the Comtesse Phedre and the warrior-priest Joscelin, are Terre d'Ange's greatest champions. Stolen, tortured, and enslaved as a young boy, Imriel is now a Prince of the Blood; third in line for the throne in a land that revels in art, beauty and desire. It is a court steeped in deeply laid conspiracies - and there are many who would see the young prince dead.

He was the one man I couldn’t avoid. And the one man I couldn’t resist. Damien Stark could have his way with any woman. He was sexy, confident, and commanding: Anything he wanted, he got. And what he wanted was me. Our attraction was unmistakable, almost beyond control, but as much as I ached to be his, I feared the pressures of his demands. Submitting to Damien meant I had to bare the darkest truth about my past - and risk breaking us apart. But Damien was haunted, too. And as our passion came to obsess us both, his secrets threatened to destroy him - and us - forever.

In a few breathless moments, I will be Mrs Alejandro Montoya. He is the King of L.A. and everything a woman could want. Handsome, powerful, rich, and hotter than hell itself. But I am not just any woman. I am Alana Carmichael and I’m only here to save my father. I will not bow to any king. This is no fairy tale. This is my nightmare.

It’s bring-your-wife-to-school day at the adults-only BDSM class and today Shelley’s going to get treated to something I could never give her. Carlos is on hand to deliver his big, black package as I watch from the sidelines and the class takes notes on cuckold erotica. It’s such a humiliating turn-on that I just know that the first time won’t be our last time—especially given how much Shelley is enjoying herself!

I first saw the Folk when I was a little boy, when they started appearing in my garden, with their unnatural, cruel beauty and honeyed words and veiled taunts. I grew up with big green eyes watching me from the forest. Whispers from the trees. Shimmering skin darting between the bushes. Black creatures always lurking in the shadows. While they were here, I thought nothing of them. It wasn’t until they were gone that I realise it wasn’t…normal. But it isn’t until I’m twenty-one, when my life is in ruins, that they come back to take me away.

Twenty years ago, monsters rose on earth and began a new age of civilization. One where humans live in military-controlled, cramped and dirty cities along the coasts, and the majority of the United States is known as the Wastes. A lawless, desolate and dangerous place, teeming with monsters that have claimed the land for their own. Including Wyn the Soul Eater. He appears every three years, making his way across the country and slaughtering humans randomly, sucking them dry until they’re nothing but husks.

When Luca Ward was five years old, he swore he would love Imre Claybourne forever. Years later, when Luca finds himself shipped off to Imre's North Yorkshire goat farm in disgrace, long-buried feelings flare back to life. The lines around Imre's eyes may be deeper, the once-black night of his hair silvered to steel and stone . . . but he's still the same slow-moving mountain of a man whose quiet-spoken warmth, gentle hands, and deep ties to his Roma heritage have always, to Luca, meant home. The problem? Imre is more than twice Luca's age. And Luca's father's best friend.

August Mulvaney has always been exceptional. As the genius son of an eccentric billionaire, his off-putting behavior is often blamed on his high IQ. They say there’s a thin line between genius and madness. August is both - a brilliant professor loved by his students and a ruthless, obsessive killer tasked with righting the wrongs of a failing justice system. And he’s just found his latest obsession: Lucas Blackwell.

Mona Lisa St. James made a deathbed promise that she would do anything to save her mother's art gallery. Unfortunately, not only is The Red painted red, but it's in the red. Just as she realizes she has no choice but to sell it, a mysterious man comes in after closing time and makes her an offer: He will save The Red if she agrees to submit to him for the period of one year. The man is handsome, English, and terribly tempting - but surely her mother didn't mean for Mona to sell herself to a stranger.

Gideon Cross: As beautiful and flawless on the outside as he was damaged and tormented on the inside. He was a bright, scorching flame that singed me with the darkest of pleasures. I couldn’t stay away. I didn’t want to. He was my addiction…my every desire…mine. My past was as violent as his, and I was just as broken. We’d never work. It was too hard, too painful…except when it was perfect. Those moments when the driving hunger and desperate love were the most exquisite insanity. We were bound by our need. And our passion would take us beyond our limits to the sweetest, sharpest edge of obsession.…

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