About CD Reiss CD Reiss is a New York Times bestseller. She still has to chop wood and carry water, which was buried in the fine print. Her lawyer is working it out with God but in the meantime, if you call and she doesn't pick up she's at the well hauling buckets. Born in New York City, she moved to Hollywood, California to get her master's degree in screenwriting from USC. In case you want to know, that went nowhere but it did give her a big enough ego to write novels. She's frequently referred to as the Shakespeare of Smut which is flattering but hasn't ever gotten her out of chopping that cord of wood. If you meet her in person, you should call her Christine.
As our probationary period winds down, we’re hit with a new set of problems. I’m sent on a mission, one that hits close to home, and come back with a woman in tow that has my head spinning. Life has always thrown me curveballs, but this is one pitch that I’m not sure I’ll be able to catch. From the moment she entered the picture, my visions have me off-kilter, none of them make any sense as they come in waves, and not one of the timelines matches up. Some are showing me the past. Most are viewed in the present. A portion is based on the future. This woman has me spiraling. If I don’t figure out the puzzle, all of the pieces of my life may come crumbling down around me.
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The roaring of motorcycles pulling into the yard should have me quaking in fear, yet for some odd reason, the sound settles me. Finally, my anxiety abates, and I know that I’m going to be freed from the barricade my father has locked me behind. A future with freedom isn’t something I thought would ever happen for me. But as soon as I hear the husky, masculine voice on the other side of the door, every thought and emotion I had toward men flies out the window. My gut tells me that whoever the man is will change my world. But can I trust my gut and heart, or should my head be the only voice I listen to?
Wrecker and Harper both have issues with trust. They’ve been shown repeatedly that no one can be trusted. With his brothers at his back, Wrecker is willing to try. After all, they’ve shown him that not all people are born bad seeds. For Harper, it’s Wrecker that teaches her that lesson. But there are some sleazy guys who think Harper belongs to them. Now, they need to lean on each other, believe in themselves, and trust in their relationship. But with their past, can they do that? Or will they allow the boogeyman to overshadow what they’ve built and be their downfall?
The last thing any professional hockey player wants is to be the old man in the game. The guy who doesn't know when it's time to retire. Still, I can't bear the thought of leaving the game.
This past year I've reflected on all my regrets, and I told myself that once I retire it'll be the time to settle down and start a family. But this is where it gets tricky.
I think I've found her—my Mrs. Although she'll deny our connection to anyone who asks. We've been sleeping together casually and since I'm still playing hockey, I've let her get what she wants—me—whenever she wants.
After being told my career as a player is over, the owner of Florida Fury grants me a shot to stay in the game. A coaching position I didn't know I wanted until it was offered. The catch? He's also passing the family business down to his daughter.
Who's his daughter?
The woman who's been in and out of my bed for the past year. Which means the woman I intend to make my wife is now my new boss.
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I chose to be normal and free. Not bound by the duties my father forced on me.
The sinfully gorgeous god-like man staring at me in the club with the I’m-going-to-devour-you smile was who I picked to be normal and free with.
It didn’t matter that he looked like the kind of villain I should run from.
Mercilessly, he claimed my virtue. And something I never knew existed until him.
That was supposed to be it. One night. One time. One fantasy.
At sunrise, we’d go our separate ways.
Except, I never knew my one-night stand would turn out to be my father’s new bodyguard. Or… that he isn’t who he says he is.
Not only does Lukiyan Romanechka have dark secrets and a separate agenda that’s about to fuel a war, but there’s also something else he wants. Me…
Like Hades he wants to steal me away from the light and take me to his dark world.
And I just might let him.
Deadly Games is a dark mafia romanceinspired by Hades & Persephone's story. It contains dubious situations, mature content, and graphic violence some readers might find offensive and/or triggering.
We were supposed to be two passing ships on an unforgettable night…
I accepted a foolish dare that changed everything-
pretend you’re someone you aren’t until sunrise.
I chose to be normal and free.
Not bound by the duties my father forced on me.
The sinfully gorgeous god-like man staring at me in the club with the I’m-going-to-devour-you smile was who I picked to be normal and free with.
It didn’t matter that he looked like the kind of villain I should run from.
Mercilessly, he claimed my virtue.
And something I never knew existed until him.
That was supposed to be it.
One night. One time. One fantasy.
At sunrise, we’d go our separate ways.
Except, I never knew my one-night stand would turn out to be my father’s new bodyguard.
Or… that he isn’t who he says he is.
Not only does Lukiyan Romanechka have dark secrets and a separate agenda that’s about to fuel a war, but there’s also something else he wants.
Me…
Like Hades he wants to steal me away from the light and take me to his dark world.
And I just might let him.
Deadly Games is a dark mafia romance inspired by Hades & Persephone's story. It contains dubious situations, mature content, and graphic violence some readers might find offensive and/or triggering.
Faith Summers is the Dark Contemporary Romance pen name of USA Today Bestselling Author, Khardine Gray.
Warning!! Expect wild romance stories of the scorching hot variety and deliciously dark romance with the kind of alpha male bad boys best reserved for your fantasies.
She’s the one. And he’s not giving up without a fight.
SEE ME, an all-new white hot standalone romance from USA Today bestselling author Stacey Kennedy, is out now!
In the Phoenix club, fantasies come to life, but he wants her for real, and he’ll do anything to prove it in this deliciously sexy romance.
Lottie Harlow spends her days as a dog walker and her nights losing herself in wild fantasies at Phoenix, a members-only, voyeuristic sex club in New York City. Her anonymous existence is precisely planned. She must lay low, or risk facing the consequences of her family’s criminal past. She’s a ghost, and she likes it that way. But detective Hunt Walker is determined to uncover her secrets…
Hunt has always loved his nights at Phoenix, but they’re no longer enough. He wants more. He wants a relationship. He wants Lottie. He’s wanted her for years. The only problem? Lottie keeps him at a careful distance, never letting him get too close, ignoring the sizzling heat burning between them. He knows she’s intrigued by him, but she’s scared. He just can’t figure out why… But when enemies from her past come seeking revenge for her family’s deal gone wrong, Lottie’s secrets are revealed, and so is the explosive passion
they’ve been fighting.
Soon, lust leads the way to love, but when Lottie’s brothers start threatening her, the line between right and wrong is blurred. Hunt becomes torn between his duty to his badge and his need to keep Lottie safe. But he’ll only get one chance to prove to Lottie that she’s worth fighting for… and that their love is worth the risk.
“Tell me who you think broke into your condo,” he said firmly. She shook her head, forcing her shoulders back. “I don’t know.” She knew better than to totally write off her family, but she couldn’t think up a good enough reason why they’d break into her condo after all this time. Plus, she had paid a lot of money to ensure she was never found. For the first couple of years she’d been in New York City, she’d always looked over her shoulder, worried they’d catch up with her, demanding the money she’d stolen. But no one ever came. After the third year, she stopped looking, feeling safe in her new identity. Hunt dipped his chin, bringing his eye level down to hers. “No idea at all who it could be?” “Nope,” she said, striding off before he could look too deep and find answers that she couldn’t give him. She felt his gaze following her, reading right through all the things she wasn’t telling him. When he finally caught up with her on the way back to her condo, he blessedly shifted subjects. “Come stay with me until we catch the person responsible,” he offered. Cars
honked at each other as she shook her head adamantly. “Like hell they’re making me afraid of my own home.” “Then I’ll take your couch. It’s not safe, Lottie.” When they stopped at the corner of the street and waited for the light to change, he arched an eyebrow. “I have a gun. You do not.” “Good point,” she said. This spelled all kinds of dangerous, but Hunt would not relent, and she refused to leave her condo. “Okay, you’re right; it’s safer,” she conceded, knowing her limitations in protecting herself if someone broke in again. “I appreciate the offer.” “Think nothing of it,” he said and began crossing the street. “We can grab my overnight bag before we go back to your place.” All of this seemed unnecessary, but she realized as she inhaled the greasy aroma coming from the hot dog stand, that for the first time since she opened her condo’s door earlier, she could breathe a little easier. When they arrived at the condo a half an hour later, the forensic unit was packing up. She sighed as she took in the state of the place. What a mess! Figuring she had to start somewhere, she moved to the living room, picked up the cushions off the floor, and placed them back on the couch. After a short conversation, Hunt shut the front door behind the last cop and locked it. He moved to the liquor cabinet in the corner of her living room and poured them both a double shot of whiskey. He handed her the glass and watched her with a stern look, his well-crafted cop look. “Time’s up, Lottie.” “I’m not sure what you mean.” She sipped her whiskey. A big, long sip. His mouth twitched, but that was the only break in his intensity. “I rather enjoy when you make me work to know you. But I’m afraid, like I already said, time is up. Tell me what you’re hiding.” She swallowed. Part of her wanted to tell him everything. Explain her entire past. But if Hunt knew about her past life as Marissa Ricci, and that she’d had her true identity buried, he’d have to tell Rhys. Then Archer would learn that she’d lied to them. She’d never be allowed back in Phoenix. She loved her new life, and that included her sensual life in Phoenix, and her friends who also belonged. The air seemed too thin as Hunt took another step closer, erasing the distance between them. “I know there’s a reason you have refused, from day one, to not act on what’s between us. And I know that reason is tied to your break-in today.” She looked to her glass, avoiding his penetrating stare. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” His fingers dragged against her jawline before he cupped her chin, forcing her to meet the strength in his gaze. “Let me help you.” She needed to shut this down. Now. Hunt was too smart, too insightful, too damn trained. Her heart began to hammer, making the room feel smaller and smaller. He’d peel all her layers back and expose all her secrets. She couldn’t allow that. “Lottie,” he said, a pillar of strength. Suddenly it occurred to her she knew exactly how to distract him. Ignoring the consequences, she placed her glass on the table and grabbed his shirt, pulling him closer. Before she could second-guess herself, she sealed her lips on his. He stiffened, seemly momentarily surprised, until he softened, wrapping his arms around her, bringing her tight against him with a low groan. Her lips opened, and his followed, but he never quite gave her the kiss she suddenly, desperately needed. When he broke away a few minutes later, he chuckled against her lips. “Shutting me up, huh? All right, Lottie, I’ll go along with that.” His hands fell to her hips, and he gave her a push until her back hit the wall. She gasped. Need stormed through her as his eyes darkened with arousal. “For now.” Frenzied thoughts filled her mind as his mouth met hers again, but when he took over the kiss, her thoughts simply faded into nothingness. She parted her mouth, and his tongue
invaded, sliding against hers. His kiss was skilled, determined, and left her dripping. She slid her hands over his strong, flexing arms, shoulders, up his thick neck to the back of his head, running her fingers across the shaved hair. He groaned, breaking the kiss so his lips could travel along her neck. His hand threaded in her hair, and she rolled her hips, heat pooling low in her body. His tongue flicked her ear lobe, and she moaned, a tease of how that tongue would feel elsewhere. “Can I touch you?” His breath tickled across her ear. The game was dangerous. And yet, and yet…she couldn’t stop from playing now that she felt him…tasted him. “Yes.”
Stacey Kennedy is a USA Today bestselling author who writes
contemporary romances full of heat, heart, and happily ever afters. With over 50 titles published, her books have hit Amazon, B&N, and Apple Books bestseller lists. Stacey lives with her husband and two children in southwestern Ontario—in a city that’s just as charming as any of the small towns she creates. Most days, you’ll find her enjoying the outdoors with her family or venturing into the forest with her horse, Priya. Stacey’s just as happy curled up indoors, where she writes surrounded by her lazy dogs. She believes that sexy books about hot cowboys or alpha heroes can fix any bad day. But wine and chocolate help too.
WORSE THAN ENEMIES by JL. Beck Release Date: May 27thGenre/Tropes: Dark Romance/Bully RomanceStandaloneAVAILABLE NOW!!! FREE IN KU!!! https://geni.us/worsethanemeiesAdd to Goodreads:https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/60569695-worse-than-enemiesBlurb:The first time we met, it was an accident.The second was the night my mother told me she was marrying his father.I didn’t know his name then, but I do now.Hayes Ambrose.Captain of the swim team.Popular, gorgeous, the guy every girl wants, with a smile that's hiding a million secrets.In the beginning I was certain we would become fast friends, until the day I heard a conversation that I was never supposed to hear.Overnight he became my worst nightmare, my bully.He’ll do anything to keep me quiet, and I’ll do anything to discover the truth.Until the truth is revealed and I realize it’s far more terrifying than I ever expected.**This is a full length stand-alone dark romance novel, containing scenes that are not suitable for all readers.**About JL Beck:J.L. Beck loves good books, wine, and coffee. She’s a lover of words and when she isn’t writing you can find her working on her newest book baby. She started her publishing journey back in 2014 and hasn’t stopped writing since. Living in Wisconsin with her husband, two kiddos, and dogs she wouldn’t trade them for anything. Well, maybe… Connect with JL Beck:Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/AuthorJLBeck/Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/authorjlbeck/Amazon: http://amzn.to/2srbge9Bookbub: http://bit.ly/2tOVZl8Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8425041.J_L_BeckBleeding Heart Book Club Group: http://bit.ly/2sWljZG
We were supposed to be two passing ships on an unforgettable night…
I accepted a foolish dare that changed everything-
pretend you’re someone you aren’t until sunrise.
I chose to be normal and free.
Not bound by the duties my father forced on me.
The sinfully gorgeous god-like man staring at me in the club with the I’m-going-to-devour-you smile was who I picked to be normal and free with.
It didn’t matter that he looked like the kind of villain I should run from.
Mercilessly, he claimed my virtue.
And something I never knew existed until him.
That was supposed to be it.
One night. One time. One fantasy.
At sunrise, we’d go our separate ways.
Except, I never knew my one-night stand would turn out to be my father’s new bodyguard.
Or… that he isn’t who he says he is.
Not only does Lukiyan Romanechka have dark secrets and a separate agenda that’s about to fuel a war, but there’s also something else he wants.
Me…
Like Hades he wants to steal me away from the light and take me to his dark world.
And I just might let him.
Deadly Games is a dark mafia romance inspired by Hades & Persephone's story. It contains dubious situations, mature content, and graphic violence some readers might find offensive and/or triggering.
Faith Summers is the Dark Contemporary Romance pen name of USA Today Bestselling Author, Khardine Gray.
Warning!! Expect wild romance stories of the scorching hot variety and deliciously dark romance with the kind of alpha male bad boys best reserved for your fantasies.
TEASER REVEAL! Filthy King by Serena Akeroyd releases June 2!
It’s the dawn of a new era and there is a new King in Manhattan.
Pre-order now ➩ https://amzn.to/3DZLi31 Goodreads link ➩ https://bit.ly/3H68jDy Influencers, sign up to review ➩ https://bit.ly/3EpjdlL I'm nothing like my father. My brothers don't realize I'm a thousand times worse. Grief fuels my every action. Vengeance burns through my veins, dictating every decision I make. I'll shatter allegiances to avenge him.
I'm nothing like my father. You don't realize that I'm a thousand times worse. I have Savannah at my side. A ruthless partner who will rain hellfire upon our enemies with me. Until she realizes I lied to her...
My house of cards is tumbling down, but I underestimated my Queen.
FILTHY KING is the seventh book in the Five Points' Mob Collection, and can be read as a standalone.