Bellarose — My drive to my new job didn't go as planned. Me and my "photographic memory" got lost, ending up on a private road in the middle of Nowhere, Indiana. Worse, I got a flat. And it was getting dark. When a dangerous, sexy biker stops to help, I'm not sure if I'm fortunate or not. Double that when I find myself mashed against said dangerous, sexy biker with him kissing me like he wants to devour me. Then things get really weird. Atlas — I'm in so much trouble. Not only in the girl in my care the most enchanting woman I've ever encountered, she's the daughter of one of the richest men in the world who happens to also be one third of the Shadow Demons. Which means, that kiss I stole might have signed my death warrant. Every instinct I have is telling me I need to call in my brothers to get her out and end the operation I've been deeply embedded in for months. But my little hellion has other ideas. I just hope we haven't waited too long. If I have, we're...

Lyric: I'm in so much trouble. My orders are to find the highest-ranking member of Salvation's Bane or Black Reign MCs and sleep with him. Worm my way into his bed so I can feed information to Kiss of Death. Little did I know I would find the one man I could never forget — the man who broke my heart six years ago and left me to fend for myself against a ruthless club who will break me the first chance they get. Rycks: Lyric ran out on me six years ago. Not that I'd given her any reason to stay. The second I see her again, I want to punish her. She waltzes back into my life with an agenda I can't figure out. When I do, the truth is as scary as it is infuriating. Lyric is my torment. She's sent to me as bait in a bigger plan I can't fathom. Mainly because I'm too distracted by what she reveals. Now I'm questioning my loyalties to both her and my mentor, El Diablo. She pulls at my need to protect at the same time she might just prove herself to be a traitor....

Millie: Venus and I have always clashed. Now she's hell bent on rescuing our little sister, Katya. Which I agree with. Except I tried to get the bitch to go after Katya when we escaped, four years ago. Before I can kill Venus I get a look at the man standing behind her. Shadow. Talk, dark, and dangerous doesn't begin to cover him. He's hella big, with a wicked sense of humor that never seems to waver, no matter how much I insult him. He's all that keeps Venus and me from tearing each other apart. And I want him. Oh, I pretend it's just a fling, but Shadow has other plans. He's also got some anger management issues we need to deal with. That's OK, though. I have some issues of my own. Shadow: I'm the rock of my club. The mild mannered one with a quick wit. But there's a reason they call me Shadow, and it's not the color of my skin or the way I blend into the night, so no one can see death coming. There's a darkness in my soul. A rage that sometimes burns out of control....

Winter — My life hasn't been easy. For so long, my sister has been the only one I could rely on. When we were teenagers our father sold us to sexual predators who hurt us. We both have the scars to prove it. But we were rescued, and I got revenge for both of us. That was over a decade ago. I love the home we found with Black Reign, but now it's time to move on. To live outside the cocoon the club wrapped us in. Another club who's found a girl in a situation similar to the hell we left behind all those years ago may be our answer. One man in particular calls to me on a primitive level. His name is Roman. And I want him for my own. Roman — I'm the enforcer for Iron Tzars. Violence is in the job description. Never thought I'd find myself attracted to a woman as fragile as Winter. She and her sister have been through a lot, but there's a core of iron in her. She's stronger than she looks, and the fight in her stirs the primitive Alpha male inside me. It's...

Iris – Since my mother died, my only goal has been to get custody of my sister Jerrica and keep her safe. I was on my way, too — getting emancipated by the court so I could get a job and prove I had the means to take responsibility for my little sister. I promised I'd keep her safe and I'd never abandon her. I was with her every day until I came to her group home one morning to find she'd been adopted out overnight. It's obvious there's something sinister at work, but no amount of threats and demands will override a closed adoption order. It looks like Jerrica is gone from my life forever, but I've got one more trick up my sleeve. Jerrica made friends with a woman from a local motorcycle club. I have no idea if the woman will help, but I have no where else to go. What I didn't count on is him. Sting. President of Iron Tzars MC. He doesn't know it yet, but once I get Jerrica back, he's next on my list. Sting – I wasn't ready to be president of an...

Jezelle (Elle) Temple is a favorite employee at the Wildcat Roadhouse. Not only is she sassy and spunky, she’s sexy as hell with her innocence and girl-next-door looks. When she dances...well. Badass SEAL, Steve Carver never has a chance. While Elle isn’t the type of girl to take just any man to her bed, there’s something about the brooding SEAL that draws her like a moth to a flame. If anyone needs her bubbly personality, it's Steve Carver. Unfortunately, one night seems to be all Steve is interested in, leaving Elle with a broken heart. Knowing he royally screwed up, that he left behind the one thing in his life besides his family that was pure and good, Steve returns to Elle. Unfortunately, his sweet little dancer is no longer soft toward him. If anything, she looks at him with indifference, her disillusion obvious. Unable to let her go, Steve still pursues her, thinking that if he won her once, he can do it again.But Jezelle isn't the type of girl to give second chances unless they're earned, and Steve has to prove he's the man for her. Who knew one little dancer could change his life forever? Who expected that, this was the SEAL who was only too glad to use all his considerable training to win back the heart of the one woman he's ever wanted to keep?

Some women don't want a sweet, gentle lover. Some women like to saunter up to a man and whisper in his ear, "Force me." If she switched her ass in front of him one more time, Micaiah swore he was going to bend her over and spank it. Seriously... Little Miss Trina was asking for it.

  Valentine's Day sucks. At least it does this year after Gloria catches her boyfriend in a kinky  ménage à trios- and  in her own damn bed. The sorry son of a- Refusing to be broken and never one to wallow in self pity, Gloria rejects the notion of just sitting there feeling sad. Dusting herself off, she put on her hottest outfit and heads to the hottest club in town. Cheat on her would he? He was soooo lucky she hadn’t made the dangerous mistake of falling in love. At least not with her no good cheating now ex-boyfriend. The last thing she expect however is Russian billionaire Raulf Lundgrin and his very keen interest in her. But what could a man who could -- and quite frequently did -- have any woman he wants possibly want with her? Her body, of course. And Raulf is out to make this the most memorable Valentine's Day Gloria has ever had. Isn’t he lucky she was in the mood to let him?   "Raulf—" "No," he said, not looking at her, but focused intently on the top of the stairs. "You will not leave. Not tonight. Tomorrow, if you still want to go home, I'll take you." "I really don't think that's the best option." Lord! Why had she drunk so much? She wasn't drunk by any means, but she was a little too buzzed to make rational decisions. Like now. She had her arms wrapped around his neck, and he smelled so good... Before she realized what she was doing, she had buried her face in his neck and inhaled deeply. After that, his earlobe beckoned her and she took it between her teeth, tugging gently before sucking it gently with her lips. She had no idea how they made it to his bedroom, but the next thing she knew, he was laying her down, covering her with his big body. He pressed himself between her legs so that his cock brushed her thinly covered pussy. Mouth fused to his, she clutched at him, tugging his shirt up so she could get to the bare skin of his back. She needed him naked! Raulf pressed against her aggressively, catching her hands and pinning them above her head. His other hand found the hem of her blouse and slid his way upward to her bare breast, cupping it in his large palm. Gloria arched into him, crying out softly when he broke their kiss. Kissing his way down her neck to the swell of the breast he so lovingly squeezed, Raulf blazed a trail of fire along her skin. She creamed for him, throbbed and ached for him. God! Sex had never been like this! Was it the alcohol? She didn't know. All Gloria knew was that she needed more. More of Raulf. More of everything.

When Laura Meadows discovers her husband's indiscretions with her best friend, her world seems to come crashing down around her. Thankfully, an alert state trooper saves her from herself -- and her husband from an untimely death.   Rick Carver never suspects a routine traffic stop could change his life forever. Until he pulls over a distraught female one rainy night. At first, he only feels sympathy for Laura. No one should have to go through the pain she’s obviously experiencing. But, when he sees her again at her divorce hearing, he realizes there’s something special about the spunky, beautiful woman.   But her now-ex husband isn't the type of man to give up something he believes is his. Now, Rick must keep Laura safe, as well as win her trust. And trust is something Laura might not have left to give.

Sometimes the typical Happily Ever After isn't what you're looking for. Sometimes you want it quick. You want it erotic. You want it dirty. Sometimes you. Want. It. Now. Sometimes, you want something to make you sWet. Marshal Obidiah Matlock could invoke fear into Satan himself being that he wore don't-fuck-with-me better than some women wore stilettos. He was a man to be respected and given a wide berth...Apparently Megan Tully either ignored that bit of information or straight out didn't give a shit. The moment the good Marshal pulls her over for speeding she makes it abundantly clear that she's not afraid of him. And with the sensual curve of her smile and the twinkle in her eyes, she also makes it clear that Obidiah and his handcuffs are more than welcome to follow her home...      

Product DescriptionTiressa just wants a drink. After weeks of lonely space, one breakdown after another, and delays of every kind, she just wants to relax for a few hours while the nebula storm passes. When she orders a White Russian, straight up, she doesn’t get what she expects.As a spy undercover so deep only the Supreme Commander of the military knows his mission, Yuri Dubnikov is pleasantly surprised to land in the hands of such a luscious woman. His situation is still bad, but at least he has someone interesting to pass the time with. Convincing her he isn’t the villain the press paints him to be will definitely take work.Fortunately, she’s as drawn to him as he is to her. Their chemistry, when they collide, will be explosive.

Ice fills my soul. Nothing matters to me but my brothers. I'd kill for them. Every death chips away at the hint of humanity still clinging to me. And when the day comes to pay for my misdeeds… I don’t think about that....Until then I will bask in my transgressions allowing the passion of my chaos to keep me warm. I'm the thing you fear when darkness surrounds you. If you're in my crosshairs, you're as good as dead. My name is Fionn O’Shea. Death is all that matters... Until...her. She alone fills the gaps in my soul, returns my humanity. By protecting her, perhaps some part of me will be redeemable when I must answer for my sins. She brings order to my chaos, keeps me warm when the ice threatens to overtake me. If you threaten her, you'll pray for the monsters in the dark to take you. But they won't. I'll bring your pain. I'll bring you suffering. I'll live for nothing else...

Sometimes good things come in multiple packages.

Meet Arturo. He knows what he wants, and on the night of May 5th- he's going to take it. Tired of seeing Carmen flirting with weak men who can never fulfill her, he decides he has waited long enough. This Cinco de Mayo, Arturo is laying siege to the woman who haunted his dreams. By sunrise, he pans to have Carmen tied to him forever....Literally.

Brynn was faced with two choices- take her sisters place as the lifemate for three burly warriors or become the first known human tribute to the tribe's protector dragon. Was there really an option? No way she was going to touch any of her brothers-in-law in a carnal way. But what would a dragin do with a human woman? Dragons stayed far away from human-kind, so no one knew what he would do with a female. But Brynn is about to find out.

Valentine's Day. A time for love. A time for proposals. A time for romance. And apparently, a time for bar brawls. To say Audra Wethington's patience had run out with the goddamn holiday was a gross understatement. As far as she was concerned, it was just a reminder of the day her fiancé broke their engagement. Call her bitter, but seeing as it was also said ex-fiancé’s wedding anniversary, well that wasn't exactly restoring her faith in cupid's glorified ass. There seems to be only one thing that can salvage V-day in her eyes and that happens to consist of a very gorgeous, yet very ornery rancher going around causing bar fights just because he's interested in her. Wasn’t that just the cutest?

Tawni only wanted to prove herself. As sniper to her SWAT team, she was finally on the path she’d always needed to find. Until a raid gone wrong ends her in the hospital.   Nicholas, Grayson, Wyatt and Sebastian make up the rest of her team. What she doesn’t know, what they have no idea how to tell her, is that they have every intension of proving to her why she belongs with them. Not only as a member of their team, but in their lives.   Unfortunately, Tawni has a tendency to gravitate to the wrong kind of men, dominant men who would rather hurt her than seduce her. Until she can put that part of her past aside, she can’t give herself fully to them.   But Tawni has never faced a man so intent on what he wants as these four men. Soon, she’ll come to realize she longs to take everything her four hard SWATs have to offer.

When Technical Sergeant Chase Carver loses his best friend and brother in arms he never imagines a greater gain could be  waiting just around the corner. At least not until he gets a Christmas card from an unexpected source—the bubbly little daughter of the man his best friend gave his life to protect.Chase's exchanges with Abigail go on far past Christmas, and lift the seemingly never-ending heaviness that has weighted his heart. It's no exaggeration to say the cards, letters, and care packages saved his life. Then he finds out why his care packages are so well put together. Abigail's Aunt, Melanie, is staggeringly beautiful and in a bit of a mess, herself. In fact, she seems to be in dire need of a hero. Fortunately, Chase is more than ready to take on the job.

Some women don't want a sweet, gentle lover. Some women like to saunter up to a man and whisper in his ear, "Force me." Princess Mia has a problem. A BIG one. In the form of one very muscular, very Alpha Barbarian King.  

In the Earth of the future, the privileged few build their wealth on the backs of slaves who are neither man nor beast. Those with gold to spare spend it at the Arena. Betting on the Warrior Shifters is the pastime of the elite. Captured for the sport of the masses, they have no choice but to fight or be killed. Miranda is the daughter of one of the cruelest Gladiator owners in all the land, still her heart remains pure. She only wants to help heal those who have no one to look after them. The last thing she bargained for was catching the eye of the fiercest warrior of all- Brandwulr. To Brandwulfr, the innocent Miranda is a way out of this godforsaken realm, a way to get home. He doesn’t need to be attracted to the silly little human. He shouldn't want her. Yet there is something in the softness of her touch that sets his blood on fire and awakens the wolf within.

Joaquin wants Dawn with a passion that borders on obsession. She was sister's best friend, and so he'd always considered her off limits. Yet he could never run away from her, he never let her go even if it was only in his head and heart. Her presence in his mind was the only thing that kept him going at times. The rigorous training in the Marines had been grueling, dirty work- it was thoughts of Dawn that helped get him through. Then his sister, Carmen, wrote him a warning. Dawn was seriously dating another man. Joaquin knows he has to make his move now, or lose her forever. There has never been another man for Dawn other than Joaquin. Sure, she's dated guys and had her fun, but Joaquin was always her ideal, no one could ever leave up to him. Unfortunately, there was no way she could ever tell him how she felt. If he’d wanted her, she was right there, and he’d never made a move. Then came the annual neighborhood Cinco de Mayo celebration.  Joaquin sees Dawn with his arch rival- there was no way he was going to allow that to happen. She was his, it was about time he claimed her. Things just go up hill from there…

Some women don't want a sweet, gentle lover. Some women like to saunter up to a man and whisper in his ear, "Force me." "You're about to die," the deep gravelly voice rumbled next to her ear. "But don't worry. You'll be fine."  The words were chilling to Mia, but not nearly as good as what happened next.  

To say Maximilian Roth was a cold hearted bastard was the understatement of the century. But at least he was a first rate bastard. Nothing but the best would do for him. Money, power, woman…all of it was his for the taking. Then his father decided it was time for him to settle down and produce an heir for the business that had made them all exceedingly rich. The consummate bachelor had no desire to marry. Not when he could have any woman he wanted. Which is when he decided to arrange a marriage of the utmost convenience.   When Zeta Lawless is presented with Maximilian’s proposal, she’s not only stunned, she’s livid. Not only is she insulted and humiliated by the audacity of the most gorgeous man she’s ever seen, but her traitorous libido is curious to see if the sinfully sexy body he’s been graced with can live up to all the carnal delights it promises.   As Zeta struggles to find a common ground with Maximilian and make this unholy union work, Max is busy building barrios against her charm and intelligence which act as much to seduce him her luscious curves. But will Zeta’s determination or Max’s stubbornness win the day? Can one woman make Loving the Bastard worth all the effort?

James followed the music and lost his heart. Lark wasn't a woman he could ignore even if he'd wanted to. She called to him on a level do deeply he didnt want to be free. No matter the cost to himself or his career, he had to make her his.   Lark is a free spirit. While she believes in true love conquering all, she knew that some things just couldn't be. Unfortunately, that includes any kind of meaningful relationship with Congressman James Buchanan. The Congressman hailed from a deeply neo-conservative southern Georgia - there was just no way in hell hell keep his seat if he's caught in a compromising situation with a black woman.   Except that's exactly what happens. Now, Lark must leave him or risk destroying his careersomething she's not willing to do. Little did she realize James was willing to go against any and everyone for the love of the woman who stole his heart with a song.  

Erotica/Romance. 9542 words long. First published in 2009, 2009