Sebastian learns the new club down the road might be the motivation he needs to step into a world he’s more than a little curious about. But first he must convince Mistress Vivienne he’s worth her time.

One Friday night, after a horrible day at work, Elena decides to cheer herself up with a one-night stand with a hot stranger. The guy who propositions her has a scorching bod and a sexy British accent. Cheered up? Check. Until Monday morning, when she walks into the office, and there he is. Her one-nighter is her boss's ex-husband, Chance Dixon.

My story starts with a plunge into the cold water of Manhattan’s harbor. A strong hand hauls me back onto the deck of the luxury yacht. Christopher was supposed to be my enemy. Instead, he protects me with fierce determination. That should have been my happily ever after, but then Sutton appeared–ruthless and seductive. He doesn’t care that my heart belongs to someone else, because he’s determined to win. No matter the cost.

My ex taking our daughters to Disneyland is his latest way to prove Dad Rules and Mom Sucks. While they're riding roller coasters, I'm taking a trip of my own—a long deserved island getaway for one. And I'm letting my oldest's swim coaches stay at my place while we're all gone, and their apartment is fumigated. Except a last minute work emergency means I'm stuck at home, rather than lying on a beach enjoying the view.

Roman: I’m demanding. I’m strict. I get what I want. And I want Lucy Neill. She is mine. She is my girl. My little. My life. My world. She just doesn’t know it yet. Lucy: I lost my job. I have no idea what I'm going to do next. I should not be spending Friday night at a club. I can’t help myself. The club calls to me. The owner calls to me. I crave the forbidden. I never realized how much I needed a daddy.

A single bad decision trapped me behind guarded gates until one day the FBI raids the cult's compound setting me free. I thought the worst was over, but little did I know the men who kidnapped me won't stop until I'm dragged back into their cruel world.

Sinclair Amadeus Sterling, a.k.a. Mr. Superior Jackass with a God complex. Who also happens to be my blackmailer...gulp. Tall, dark, gazillionaire growly pants. The first time I met him, I kneed him in his very well endowed balls - don't ask! He had that tightly leashed, controlling air and a smoldering glare that made me damp in seconds. The only thing that sucks worse than his attitude is his (lack of) sense of humor! Honest. Sadly, he's also the one who could save my business from going bust. Hell! 

I never had a thing for football players. That is, until I met Dallas Lockett. He’s the star player for the Salt Lake City Stallions. Football’s hottest, swooniest, most charming quarterback. A rich and famous playboy who could have anyone he wants. Yet for some reason, he wants me. The first big problem? Dallas has a strict no-girlfriend policy during the season. A policy which he - and his teammates - make very clear to me. But based on the way he looks at me in the locker room, that policy is being stretched to its limit.

I never let anyone into my life, much less my heart. Teaching college students keeps me busy, and the occasional anonymous shag satisfies my urges. But then, a bonnie Scots lass walks into my world, and everything changes. I shouldn't be with Catriona MacTaggart. She awakens something in me that needs to stay buried. I should keep away, but I can't do it. Seducing her is a mistake. Living with her might be the worst disaster of all. The moment I saw Alex Thorne, I knew I wanted to be with him. No other man has ever made me feel so alive and so confused at the same time.

If you ever get married, remember my name: Max Henderson. In my line of work, you acquire a certain perspective on supposedly everlasting unions. But some guys are willing to take a chance. Like my brother, who thinks he’s going to ride off into the sunset with the woman of his dreams in a haze of glitter on unicorns. And the wedding planner - the green-eyed beauty who makes a living convincing suckers to shell out thousands of dollars on centerpieces - is raking it in on this matrimonial monstrosity. As the best man, I know her game - and I can play it better than her.

I'm the girl you'll never see coming. Blink and you're dead—another target checked off my list. Until one night, my carefully ordered existence falls apart. A bloodbath and a car crash later, I find myself in the grasp of four gorgeous, intimidating men. My captors claim they're holding me for my protection. I can't quite believe that.

The first day of Mia's new life in Grayslake, Georgia, is not going as planned. The house her grandfather left her looks ready to crumble, boxes cover every inch of the floor and - oh - there's a bear cub in her pantry. It gets worse when the cub's uncle comes by and busts out his fur and claws while on her front porch. Then it gets loads better because suddenly there's a hot hunk of badge-wearing werebear on her lawn ready to rescue her.

I was never supposed to see him again. Him being the man wearing the perfectly tailored suit, who oozed an intoxicating mixture of wealth, rebellion, and sex appeal. One night. No strings. No names. Still riding the high from last night, I walk in to meet my new client, and he’s wearing that same dangerous smirk. Yes, I’m consulting for Callahan Sharpe. That Callahan Sharpe. Billionaire heir who abides by no rules, bucks convention, and is determined to complete one final project to honor his late father’s legacy. Luckily, and unluckily for me, I’m tasked to help.

I have a confession. I hate bachelorette parties. A night of awkward dancing, penis-shaped straws and being told “you're next, Kaitlyn!” Even worse: It's hosted at a super swanky Miami club where I stick out like a sore thumb. Couldn’t get any worse, right?

Author K. A. Linde presents One Cruel Night, a prequel to the Cruel series.