Piper Stone

The moment they caught my scent, I was theirs. By the time these alpha shifter brutes surrounded me, their breath hot on my sweat-slicked body as they stripped me bare, I'd already tried fleeing and I'd already done my best to fight them off.

Emily Porter saw me kill a man who betrayed my family, and she helped put me behind bars. But someone with my connections doesn't stay in prison long, and she is about to learn the hard way that there is a price to pay for crossing the boss of the King dynasty. A very, very painful price....

First I made her mine. Then I made her my wife. Even standing before me naked with her ass welted, Genevieve Morales looks every bit the ruthless mafia queen she is. But defiant or not, she'll still scream my name as I sink inside her tonight. She'll scream it much louder on our wedding night.

Caroline Hargrove thinks she is mine because her father owed me a debt, but that isn't why she is sitting in my car beside me with her bottom sore inside and out....

I was his even before he hunted me down. When Wilder Blackwell bent me over the railing of his private balcony and made me scream his name into the night, I thought he was just the ruthlessly sexy billionaire who already claimed me in the back of his limo.

After a car wreck on an icy winter morning, I had no idea the man who saved my life would turn out to be the heir to a powerful mafia family, let alone that I'd be forced into marrying him....

Someone tried to take me. He took me back. The last time I saw Stone Bellows, he spanked my ass red and then claimed me for the first time in the back of his truck, my virgin body writhing beneath him as I came so hard I saw stars.

Willow Church is not the first person who tried to put a bullet in me. She's just the first I let live. Now, she will pay the price in the most shameful way imaginable....

Hawk Travers is not a man to be trifled with. I learned that lesson in the hardest way possible, first with a painful, humiliating public spanking and then much more shamefully in private....

I took her because I needed a hostage. I kept her because I wanted her. Francesca Alessandro was just meant to be collateral, held captive as a warning to her father, but then she tried to fight me....

Until mere moments ago, I was a doctor heading home after my shift at the hospital. But that was before I was forced into the back seat of an SUV, then bared and spanked for trying to escape. Now I'm just leverage for the Cabello brothers to use against my father....

Before I was his wife, I was his captive. When a ridiculously sexy stranger burst into my apartment with a gun drawn, I didn't know the brute pushing me against the wall and silencing my protests with a kiss was a ruthless crime boss.

Before he made me scream his name, I already belonged to him. When Brogan Callahan swept me off my feet, I didn't know he was heir to a powerful Irish mafia family. I didn't find that out until after he'd taken me in his arms and over his knee....

When Aleksander Semenov bent me over his desk and spanked my bare ass on my first day at work, he was just my stern, sinfully sexy boss teaching me what happens to naughty girls. But when I scream his name in bed tonight I won't be merely his secretary. I'll be his bride.

I tried to put one man in prison. Then three men took me hostage. I knew going after one of the most powerful mafia bosses in the world would be dangerous, but I didn't anticipate being dragged from my apartment already sore, sorry, and shamefully used....

He doesn't play by the rules. He makes them. The first time Dimitrios Nomikos made me scream his name, I'd run from him and he'd caught me, bared me, and spanked my ass bright red.

He made me his before I even knew his name. When a gorgeous brute with piercing eyes and a body meant for sin washed up at my lakeshore beach, everything about him screamed out in warning.

Grant Wilde is as arrogant as he is rich and powerful, and if I didn’t need his help so desperately, I’d tell him exactly where he ought to shove his money, his exclusive club, and his cocky smirk....

They did more than just take me. They shared me. When I lost a bet to three burly oil rig roughnecks, having my bare ass blistered with one of their belts while my wrists were bound with another was just the start of the evening.

On the run from corrupt men determined to silence me, I sought refuge in his cabin. I ate his food, drank his whiskey, and slept in his bed. But then the big bad bear came home and I learned the hard way that sometimes Goldilocks ends up with her cute little bottom well-used and sore....