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It’s tough being the Alpha’s daughter. Emily Prescott spends half her life helping to manage the pack’s business and the other half putting horny he-wolves in their place. When her father sends her on a mission to bring a weak wolf into his shifter side, it seems like just another pain in her ass—until her bitch perks up and takes notice.

They have everything—money, influence, control. What they don’t have is her. In this second, darker volume of The Reverse Harem Empire, five new obsessions unfold in secret rooms and mirrored penthouses—where every contract tempts, every touch commands, and surrender is the only currency that matters. A biotech experiment that turns pleasure into power. A private island where hunters become hunted. A debt repaid not in money, but in submission. A company where the merger happens behind closed doors. A guardianship that becomes the ultimate claim.

My name is Reina Ellis. Popular. Beautiful. Untouchable. Problem is, I remember none of it. His name is Asher Carson. Gorgeous. Silent. Dark. Oh, and my future husband. He has three rules for me: I’ll bow. I’ll break. I’ll pay for what I’ve done. Problem is, I don’t remember what I’ve done, but I have a clue. There was a fire. A dead girl. And I was there.

With a trust fund I'd never be able to blow through, I didn't need to work a day in my life. I sure as hell didn't need the kind of job I had. But I wasn't in it for the money. It was for personal satisfaction. A love of a job well done. What's that saying about never working a day in your life if you love breaking fingers and burying bodies where they'll never be found? I might be paraphrasing, but it was still the truth. My boss' wife called me a goon—and she wasn't wrong. As second-in-command, I did whatever was needed to keep Black Resorts running smoothly.

As the second youngest Ravage brother, I’ve spent my entire adult life rectifying our tainted family name and keeping my urges behind closed doors. Until my best friend’s little sister shows up at The Hunt ready to play, and I lose control. I tell myself it’s just a taste. Except, with her, I should’ve known a single taste wouldn’t be enough. And then the good girl I’ve known most of my life drops to her knees. For me. From that moment on, I knew she would only ever be one thing. Mine.

My fresh start is finally around the corner—but so is the man standing in the middle of the f*cking road. He could’ve died when I hit him, and his two friends are downright furious. But instead of pressing charges, they offer me a deal: work for them for six months, and they’ll let it go. Their secluded mountain estate is vast and beautiful. Full of stolen artifacts and dark secrets.

If you crave demon erotica that’s darker, filthier, and more forbidden than anything you’ve found before, this is where your fantasies finally get unleashed.

Good girl. I am good. I’m good at my job, running my company, and making a filthy amount of money. But when a tattooed, dark-haired stranger a decade younger than me whispers Good Girl in my ear—I don’t want to be good anymore. Behind closed doors, Salt shows me things I’ve never experienced. He holds me captive with his burning touch and fevered demands of submission. He brings me to my knees and makes me yearn to stay there forever, even as the clock ticks… Everyone says what we’re doing is sinful. That a woman like me shouldn’t have desires like this.

Trapped in the wilderness of Norway, he became both my protector and predator. When I set off to the remote wilderness of Norway for my atmospheric research, I envisioned rain drenched landscapes and fierce weather patterns, not the brooding and dangerously attractive hunter, Aksel. Initially, I admired his rugged intensity, but I soon uncovered the darkness lurking beneath his captivating blue-gray eyes. Trapped in his isolated cabin in a foreign land, I'm forced to navigate not only the unforgiving elements but also Aksel's possessive and primal desires.

I’m late for curfew once and my stepfather decides to spank me. The kicker? I’m 18...way too old for a spanking. Also, he’s hot when he’s angry, and he’s been angry a lot since Mom started screwing around on him. His demand is so irritating I snap at him. “Fine, you old bastard! Have at it!” And I drop my pants and bend over his knees. When the first smack hits hot against my behind, I’m not prepared for my reaction. It hurts. But it also feels good.

My family was never supposed to meet my fake fiancee. Except she just walked into my hospital room, looking just as surprised as I am. All because of one white lie. They think we’ve been together for a year, but I only met her last night. I panicked after my father didn’t name me as the next CEO of our family’s billion-dollar company. His reasoning was that “I care *too* much about work”. In fact, the whole small town we live in thinks I’m too rigid and too serious.

I tried everything to get his attention, but I invited in a monster. After facing a threat to my life, I found myself kidnapped and locked away by the skeleton crew’s enforcer. Connor is feared. Respected. And obsessed with me. He controls everything, right down to my pleasure. His rules dictate what I can and can’t touch. When I can and can’t wear clothes. What’s strange is how happy I am. From the outside, my old life appeared perfect, but my father’s iron grip had suffocated me. Now, in the hands of my captor, I can finally breathe.

What happens when you discover that the shadows don’t hide the monsters you should fear, but the ones who will save you? I come home to discover the ultimate act of betrayal by the one person who was meant to love and protect me. My father sold me to the Russian Bratva, in exchange for a debt he could not pay, his apology a text message as he fled the country. Enter Nikolai Petrov, tall, dark and handsome, the Bratva leader’s son, and my childhood crush. Also the man who has won me, who has paid the price for me in blood and expects a return in kind.

A riveting dystopian nightmare that’s Blake Crouch meets Silent Hill, in which a woman finds herself jailed in a subterranean fortress, and must fight for her sanity and survival. ****Goodreads Choice Award Finalist**** Buried deep below the everyday life of our society lives an underground...

Be careful what you wish for… I don’t just dream about possessive anti-heroes, I crave them. The dark, dangerous ones dripping with Bratva energy, the ones who claim you with a single look and make the world kneel just to keep you safe.

I'm not someone my mother would be proud to have given her life for. I've killed. Maimed. Hurt people far beyond the scope of what the human mind can imagine. Because that's what I was told I was. Destruction. And that's all I was good for. That's all I want to do right now. Breaker is a complicated man with many dark secrets. He's the breaker of rules, of codes, of men... He's also the only one who dares to defy Fallon, the powerful man who raised him and his brothers. The same man who stands between Breaker and everything he's ever wanted.

He’s hiding a dark secret, one that will change my life forever. I shouldn’t be here. Forced to move school partway through my senior year. The Syndicate Academy is the embodiment of everything I hate. An academy for heirs of tyrants like my parents. I hate it here, except for one part, Principal Oakley Byrne. The most gorgeous man I’ve ever met, with piercing aquamarine eyes. He’s dark, brooding, and not your average Principal. I’m drawn to him by a magnetic force, but I repel him. Despite his cold treatment, I can’t help but tempt the beast to come out to play. An action I’ll soon regret.

The first time I witnessed death was my mother's when I was eight years old. It devastated me. The second was at sixteen when I stumbled on my stepfather's body after he was brutally murdered. That one screwed me up in a different way. Since then, I've kept my shadows at bay, my secrets locked up tight. That is, until Stone Wakefield joins my college hockey team.

Tainted. Dirty. Those are the words my family use to describe me. It doesn’t help that after my mother escaped them all years ago, she was tragically killed and I was returned back to them like a neat little package. My aunt hates me. My grandfather despises me. My life until now has been one of keeping my mouth shut and keeping my head down, praying no one sees me. And then he comes along. Conrad Blake. He’s confident, an egotistical arsehole but I’ll admit there is something attractive about him. He’s my aunt’s fiancé.

A Second-chance romance, secret baby, jealous/possessive hero with steamy scenes. Be prepared to be taken on a journey of Secrets and Lies. CalI knew her only as Carmen, the little hottie from a night of passion in Vegas, the love of my life! Fifteen years later after tracking down a cyber thief who has stolen millions from me and my family, I’m holding a gun to her head thanks to her dumb-ass son! Only he’s not just her son… secrets are exposed and just when I think things can’t get any worse? The Cartel are after them.