Showing results by publisher "--Tyson Hanks" in Romantic

They call me a slut. Maybe I am. Sometimes I do things I despise. Sometimes men take without asking. But I have a musical gift, only a year left of high school, and a plan. With one obstacle. Emeric Marceaux doesn’t just take. He seizes my will power and bangs it like a dark note. When he commands me to play, I want to give him everything. I kneel for his punishments, tremble for his touch, and risk it all for our stolen moments.

I'm marrying a beautiful monster. A crooked fraud. America's wealthiest bachelor. He claims we're in love, yet all I taste in our kisses is hate and lust. I don't remember why or how. But I do remember he's the enemy. Now, I'm stuck inside a nightmare. And Oliver will do anything to keep me in the dark.

From the moment my son came into the world – my life changed. I’d found my purpose. My heart beats for this kid every damn day, and life is good. But then Emerson Chadwick happens. Our town’s new paediatrician is gorgeous, brilliant, and complicated. But I’m not looking for complications. To make matters worse, she’s moved in next door, and she’s everywhere I turn. I can’t stay away no matter how hard I try, but Emerson isn’t here to stay. And now my heart beats for her in a way I never expected. Falling for the girl next door is a bad idea. Loving her…well, that’s as easy as breathing.

A shape-shifter, Natalya hunts those who kill by night. Searching for vampires and Carpathians high in the mountains, she is as deadly as she is beautiful. Vikirnoff, a Carpathian, also hunts vampires, but his people are Natalya's enemies. One night, Vikirnoff joins Natalya in a vicious clash with vampires. Although the two are victors, the battle between their hearts and souls has just begun. Can desire overcome their ancestral enmity?

Leila's years on the carnie circuit were certainly an education. What she didn't learn: how to be a vampire, or how to be married to the most famous vampire of them all. Adjusting to both has Leila teetering on a knife edge between passion and peril, and now the real danger is about to begin...

I’ve been quiet long enough. I’m nothing like my brothers. I’ve devoted my life to my work, and I don’t care about God or family. I live alone, and I like it that way. Soon, I’ll have the job of my dreams far away from this place, and that’s all that matters. Everything is going perfectly. That is until Sadie Green walks into my class. She is brilliant and funny and infuriating, and she’s ruining everything I have planned for my life. When she gets the news that she’s pregnant, and the baby’s father isn't going to help her, I step in. She needs guidance, control, and discipline.

Did you hear the one about the girl who walks into a bar and catches her live-in lover kissing someone else? No? You’re the only one in town who missed it. Luckily Alec is there to wrap me up in strong arms and carry me out the door before things get too ugly. And that’s not all Alec is good at. Our unexpected chemistry makes him the perfect rebound guy.

To an omega, finding the pack that’s the perfect scent match is the ultimate dream. But what happens when your mates turn out to be your cheating ex-boyfriend’s dads? Welcome to the chaotic mess that is my life. My name is Daria and my scent matches are off limits. I’d sworn off love for good but fate had other plans. One night of debauchery at an exclusive adult club changed the course of my life.

Savannah Abbott was my best friend growing up, and the reason I could be the best version of myself. But then, without warning, she was gone. And my life began unravelling the day she left. My guard went up, and my ability to trust people disappeared. But now, Savannah is back in Magnolia Falls, and she’s acting like I’m the enemy. That is, until she needs a favour. A temporary husband.

Humans and dragons alike had declared war in Kalista. Every supernatural must stand and fight, but would it be unified or did the dragon cult hold their allegiance? Humans have been experimenting on their own, creating something more mechanical than human. Dragons have been making alliances with other supernaturals under the guise of fighting our mutual enemy, but their agenda was darker than that. All I wanted was to hide away with my mates, wrapped in the love we shared. It was a fantasy I desperately yearned for, but with every turn, a new enemy revealed themself.

Come have a roll in the hay with one of Australia's leading rural-fiction authors, Rachael Treasure, in her romping, rollicking first-ever collection of Agricultural Erotica. Guaranteed to get your tractor revving, Fifty Bales of Hay is an honest and imaginative exploration of everyday men and women getting down and dirty on the land. From the dairy shed to the Royal Agricultural show pavilion, Treasure's cheeky satirical humour and wicked imagination offers up a dozen fun-filled, and sometimes poignant, tales of dust and lust. This collection will have you clamoring for a stock whip, a saddle, and a cowboy.

Killian Barclay has had enough heartache to last a lifetime, and he has no more need for love—earning him the reputation of a broody Scot and eventually turning his famous ancestral home into a den of iniquity. It doesn't take long for tales of his raunchy house parties to reach the rest of his family, though, inspiring them to hatch a plan to shake Killian out of his routine.

I met Bianca in an elevator. She was on her way to interview me when we got stuck. The beautiful raven-haired reporter assumed I was a delivery guy because of the way I was dressed. She had no clue I was really Dex Truitt, the wealthy, successful businessman she'd dubbed "Mister Moneybags" - her afternoon appointment. Bianca told me how much she hated Dex's type - snobby, over-educated, silver-spooned men who didn't appreciate the simple things in life.

The wealthy are crumbling. One by one, their names stain the Seattle Daily Newspaper. The ink smudges their reputation, spotlighting their depravity to the world. Monsters dressed in designer clothes. No amount of money can hide their rotting flesh paired with a corrupt soul. The wealthy are dying. But power doesn't wait, and in a city hungry for it, one second of mourning is a new blade to the throat. I live among them. The "orphan girl" blessed to taste their life. To play their games. To have their men...

I earned my reputation among magicians for a reason: one wrong move and you're dead. Killer, they called me, and killing is what I'm best at. Except her. The one I was supposed to take, the one I should have killed–I didn't. The cult that once controlled me wants her, and I'm not about to lose my new toy to them.

Detective Ethan Quinn has questions. The Arlington Slasher case is closed, the UNSUB no longer a threat - but Quinn can’t quiet the suspicion he harbors toward his partner and the young, attractive ME. Not only does he loathe his uncertainty, he’s torn between doing his job and protecting his team. Burying himself in cases no longer works. He’s restless. On edge. And tired of fighting his compulsions. Quinn has always viewed the law in black and white. Only now his world is swirling with a murky gray that threatens to devour him.

When Liona stumbles upon Beck, the ogre's trap, and becomes his prisoner, she's determined to escape. But it doesn't take long for things to start heating up between the two. Beck is trying to protect her, and Liona can't help her body's reaction to the buff green monster. The lines between captive and captor become blurry, and the passion becomes a raging fire neither of them can put out.

They call him Masque. I call him God - the man I want to consume me, own me, break me and corrupt me. Yet, I've never seen his face. His body ripples like an Adonis, sculpted in steel and dripping in sin. His flesh is inked with the mark of the chimera - one body, two very different halves. He plays hard. He plays rough. He has no limits. He's so f--king dirty, bad, and wrong. But I love him for it.

She writes me back. I didn't expect that. She tells me she's a lover of chicken pizza and video games, a hot sorority girl with the nickname Sloth. She wants to know something about me in return. She says I owe her. This is how she saves my life. She doesn't even know it.

Years ago, we were in love. She was an up-and-coming superstar and I was the security professional hired to keep her safe. We fell hard and fast, no matter how much we tried to resist one another. But not everyone around us was happy about our relationship, and a string of lies and deceit destroyed what we once had. I moved on from her and didn't look back. Now, I've taken the helm of a nationally renowned protective services company, and I'm looking to rebrand my career.