I'm king of the criminal underworld. I always get what I want. And she's my obsession. Cora is new to the city of sin. Her innocent blue eyes beg for me to claim her. But I'm not the billionaire she thinks I am. There's a darkness within me. And Cora is a shining light. She's beautiful. A virgin. I'm ruthless. A beast. She found me for a reason. She'll be my queen. I'll give her everything that her heart desires. Except for one thing. Her freedom. She's mine to keep, and I'm never letting her go. I wasn't capable of love. Not until I met Cora. My angel. I've claimed every inch of her body and I only want more. I'm a man who craves control, but her power over me is absolute. She holds my heart in her hands. She can never find out. The demons in this city want to destroy her. It's my job to protect her innocence. Lock her safe in my high tower. But I'm the danger that she's trying to escape. The ruthless man in her bed. A demon worse than all the others. One who cannot save her from himself.
Cora knew she was dreaming.
She stood on the rooftop of a high-ri se, goosebumps ri si n g onhe r skin at the glorious view. B esi de her stood the man who gavehe r everything, his face shadowed.
"It's beautiful. " The city lig hts gli ttered like jewels in a blac kvelvet night. The whole wor ld laid at her feet.
"It's mine," Marcus told her . "Ever ything you see belon g s tome. "
She wore a red dress an d heels with slender str aps wi n din g uphe r legs. Her wrists bore silver cu s. Her ring ļ¬ ashed red as shetucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Everything?" She leaned against the ledg e, striki n g a pose.The old Cor a, country girl Cor a would never be so brazen . The oldCora was a sheltered virgin, sweet an d naive.
The old Cor a was dead.
Marcus' s footsteps echoed as he st alked to her. "Everythin g."The lines beside his gr ey eyes cr in kled.
He grasped her hips and li fted her ont o the ledg e. Gi gg lesescaped as her chest tight ened. Before her stood the man sheloved. Behind her, a dark exp anse. An endless chasm.
"Marcus. " She clutched his broad shou lder s. The wi n d r ippedat her garments and tugged her golden hair.
He caught her wrists and for ced her han ds back.
"Do you tr ust me?"
"Yes," she whispered. Her ļ¬ ngers ļ¬u ttered. The gar net i n herengage ment r ing caught the lig ht.
Marcus moved closer as if to kiss her. She angle d her fac etowards his-
-and he shoved her o the ledge. Her hands reac hed for him,he r dress streaming around her ļ¬oatin g body as Mar cu s g re wfurther and fur ther away.
The night rose up, surrou nded, swallowed her. The ci ty li ghtsswirle d, a dizzying kaleidosc ope. One by one, the li ghts wen t outand Cora tumbled into darkness.
Cora jerked awake. Marcus's dark head was on the pillow beside hers, the shadows under his eyes lighter with sleep. The sight of him anchored her, grounding her spinning senses, the weightless sensation. If she closed her eyes, she was still falling.
Smoothing her pillow, Cora settled in. In the dark conļ¬nes of Marcus's bedroom, she was safe.
Safe from everyone but him.
You might say it's poor form to throw the bride over your shoulder caveman-style and run off with her, especially if it's not your wedding. Whoops. It's her wedding day. I'm not the groom. Oh, but I'm going to be... The world may call me a King and a gentleman, but there's nothing gentle about me. I've fought like hell to get to where I am, and these rough hands want one thing and one thing only ā to hold her and never let her go. She's my obsession ā my addiction. Blonde, blue-eyed, innocent and tempting, with lips that beg to be tasted and curves that were made to press against me. But a rival king ā a cruel, evil piece of garbage ā has stepped in to buy her hand and her innocence with the promise of paying off her parents' debts. He thinks that makes her his, but he's about to learn how wrong he is. You see, the rumors about my royal staff and crown jewels aren't tall tales. She deserves a real man. A better man. King Milton just isn't the right fit for her. ...Oh, but I am. And I'm going to "fit" with her so well that she'll be moaning for more. I'm a king, after all. And kings take what they want. And tonight? I'm taking her. I'll do anything to make her my queen. ...Even if I have to steal her. Grab those tiaras and hold on to your jewels! One totally obsessed, totally big alpha King, one smart, sassy, stolen bride, and enough insta-love, kindle-melting steam, and sugary-sweetness to knock you right out of your throne. This book is utterly over-the-top fantasy with pretty much zero grounding in reality. You've been warned ;). As with all my books, this one is safe, with no cheating, and a HEA guaranteed.
Nathan never should have gotten in that truck. That he knew for sure, but something animalistic, something sexy, something almost magnetic drew him to the mysterious brooding man who beckoned for him to get in and so he did. What ensues is a night Nathan will never forget, filled with intrigue, passion and mind-blowing dominant sex only an Alpha werewolf shifter can give you; a night Nathan soon finds he was destined to experience. But could it lead to true love or will Nathan be tossed aside like he has by so many men before him? Buck promised to protect him, he promised to keep him safe but now Nathan wasn't so sure. They were coming, that he knew for sure. And as the fight for possession over him was looming, Nathan finds himself in a fight for his life as the man who has marked him for love swears to keep him from harm.
The jealous husband! For Donato Vittoria, marriage was a lifetime commitment. He'd chosed Grace as his bride, and he would cherish her forever. Or so Grace had believed.... Until she'd discovered Donato's betrayal-with Maria, a beautiful family friend. Had he forgotten his vows so soon? Did he expect Grace to play the dutiful wife, while he continued to enjoy a bachelor life-style? The hurt had been unbearable, and Grace had fled. But Donato insisted he was still her husband-by contract-and he wanted Grace back in his life, and his bed! HUSBANDS & WIVES Sometimes the perfect marraige is worth waiting for!
WIFE. MISTRESS. MURDERER. If you were being framed for murder, how far would you go to clear your name? I'm not guilty of murder. Bethany Reston is happily married. But she's also having an affair with a famous client. And no one can ever know. But that doesn't make me innocent. When Bethany's lover is brutally murdered, she has to hide her grief from everyone. But someone knows her secret. And then one day the threats begin. With an ever-growing pile of evidence pointing to her as the murderer, the only way she can protect her secrets is to prove her innocence. And that means tracking down a killer. An incredibly taut, tense game of cat and mouse - with a twist you'll never see coming.
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashtonās uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
After two years of marriage, Sadie was finally pregnant. Filled with hope and joy, she was blindsided when Noah asked for a divorce. During a failed attempt on her life, Sadie found herself lying in a pool of blood, desperately calling Noah to ask him to save her and the baby. But her calls went unanswered. Shattered by his betrayal, she left the country. Time passed, and Sadie was about to be wed for a second time. Noah appeared in a frenzy and fell to his knees. "How dare you marry someone else after bearing my child?"
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wifeās countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. āLetās get married again.ā
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If youāre eager to see me, youād better join the queue, darling."