Ignition

All hell broke loose the night I stole a stripper.  I’m not the first to want what I can’t have, but my problem runs irreparably darker than that. My dark lust can’t be sated by normal means, or even slightly less-than-normal means. Role playing and dominant games with their bullshit negotiations and imposed limits don’t do it for me.I’m not interested in love or the endless complications of a relationship. I don’t even want respect or mutual understanding.I want pain because pain is the only thing real—the only thing we control and share. The only result…

Fractured Legacy

Something is coming after me, and either we track it down, or let it come. I'm not ready for either, but I want some kind of answer.  Kaylyn Anderson’s fascination with abandoned places and dark creatures kindled her work as a paranormal investigator. But when dreams begin to distort reality, she questions what is real and pulls away from everyone she trusts. The opportunity to investigate the Teague Hotel–a long-abandoned landmark that has always piqued her curiosity–provides a chance to redeem herself. Unraveling the hotel’s secrets won’t be easy, but Kaylyn soon finds herself the target…

Entrust

Glutton for punishment. I’d told a guy into BDSM that I was a glutton for punishment! Rule number one, I expect honest answers. He’s out of my league. Hazel eyes, staggering smile, sculpted, confident posture. Guys like him make my palms sweaty and my brain go numb. So, why is it when he sits near me I suddenly find this calm confidence? It goes against everything I’ve ever known and threatens to leave me defenseless. Our one-night encounter was supposed to be just that, but I can’t shake him… and with every chance meeting, I’m beginning…

Irrevocable

"Simmering misery looks good on you." Sometimes when you can’t go back, the only way out is to descend into the darkness. my Captor When I woke in that place, I just wanted to survive. But survival came at a cost, for which they demanded my will and body. my Master With pain came acceptance. Fully-dependent on the man who claimed me, I learned to appreciate what I had–life and relative safety. my Protector I watched him spill blood and tend my injuries. With betrayal came a revelation. The only way out was to bring them…