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In her world, there’s only one rule: Cardinal’s Rule.

Tilly Cardinal’s world ended when her Master, Cristo, abandoned her, disappearing with no explanation other than a short, cryptic note releasing her as his slave. Five years later she’s Mistress Cardinal, a vicious and successful pro Domme charging big bucks to dish out whatever abuse men will pay to take. Materially she has all she wants, but she’s never felt more alone.

In walks Landry LaCroux, a handsome, rich man with a proposition: he wants Tilly to train his slave. Landry holds the key to Tilly’s past, and her future. She’s shocked to discover Landry’s slave is her very own former Master, Cris.

Unfortunately, Landry has a secret - he has cancer and wants to make Tilly a deal. Marry him and nurse him through his recovery, and he’ll pay her handsomely. As a bonus, she can abuse his slave in whatever way she sees fit to make up for the pain she’s suffered. Love wasn’t supposed to be part of the bargain, but as the three of them move in together, can they all find healing and a lasting happiness under Cardinal’s Rule?

Contains whips, floggers, laughter, tears, a snarky French Dom, paint-peeling hot sex, and fun through forgiveness.

Content Warning: Contains subject matter that might offend some readers - graphic language, explicit sex, mf sex, mmf ménage, mm sex, anal sex/play, sex toys, Femdom and Maledom BDSM practices, bondage, Domination/submission, Master/slave, spanking, impact play, humiliation, cuckolding, public exhibition, public sex, and piercing sarcasm.

Clarisse seeks refuge from her abusive ex-boyfriend on the Dilly Dally, her uncle's old fishing trawler in Tarpon Springs, Florida. She doesn't expect to find Mac and Sully, the Dilly's sexy new owners, on board making love.

They're at first startled by her appearance, then outraged by the injuries her ex inflicted. They insist she stay with them, and with nowhere else to go, Clarisse agrees.

Both men find themselves falling for Clarisse, but she can't bring herself to completely trust Sully, a former cop, like her ex. She's shocked to discover the men aren't just lovers either, but full-time Master and slave in a BDSM relationship. As she learns more about their history and lifestyle, she uncovers her own hidden desires. When danger from her past returns, can Sully and Mac provide Clarisse a Safe Harbor?

Love hurts…if you’re lucky.

Kaden’s dying, but before he goes he has one problem to solve—he must ask his oldest and dearest friend, Seth, to take over as Dom and Master to his beloved wife, Leah.

Seth has always seen himself as the perpetual screwup and Kaden as the strong and steady one, so his friend’s request rocks his world. He also knows there’s no way he can refuse Kaden this.

Now Seth finds himself immersed in a role he’s far from comfortable with—inflicting physical pain to provide emotional comfort to the woman he’s secretly loved for years. Can he deal with his crushing grief over the impending loss of his oldest friend and still learn the skills he must master in time to become ?

Who needs leather when you can have denim? A denim Dom, that is.

Shayla Pierce dumped her lying ex and moved to Florida to start a job at a magazine. An assignment to write about BDSM leads her to discover a new world and make a slew of new friends, including the sinfully sexy Tony Daniels. She’s just not sure she can ever trust again.

Tony is used to teaching about BDSM, but he’s never trained a submissive he wasn’t dating before. After losing hope he’ll ever find the perfect submissive for him, Shayla walks into his life and asks him to train her for her series of articles. He knows about her bad breakup and their agreement is supposed to be nothing more than business. But as she raises the ante, he’s finding it harder to keep his heart under lock and key.

Will Shayla stay a hostage to her past, or allow Tony to become her Denim Dom?

Laura Spaulding awakes in a hospital following a vicious attack that has stolen her memories of the past. All she has to go on are the strong emotions she instinctively feels for close friends and her fiancé, Rob.

Rob Carlton is more than just Laura’s fiancé—he’s also her Master. But how can he tell her she’s his slave when he has to win her love all over again first? And he feels helpless to protect her from a nameless stalker who’s killed before and won’t stop until he finishes the job with Laura.

As bits and pieces slowly return, Laura struggles to rediscover who she was, and if she even wants to be that same person again. All she knows is there’s something huge missing in her life now, and not just memories of the attack. She also knows it’ll take more than just pinching herself to wake up from her living nightmare and bring a killer to justice.

Elain Pardie thought being mated to three wolf shifters was the best thing that ever happened to her despite its toll on her nerves. As her adopted family grows, however, so do her troubles. And unexpected guests before her wedding bring answers, and even more questions, about her past.

Ain, Brodey, and Cail Lyall never expected to find their One, the woman to complete them. Now that they have, it turns out they have more in common with her than they thought. Despite their claim on her body and heart, it looks like they’ll have the fight of their life to hold on to her.

Elain’s life has gotten crazier than she ever thought it could between dealing with revelations and wedding plans. The distant past is catching up with them, and now it’s up to Elain and her three mates to stand up to a ruthless man bent on revenge.

Lina thought surviving her Yellowstone vacation was hairy. She doesn't even have time to enjoy her newly discovered powers with her two hunky dragons before they and Brodey Lyall's wolf pack must band together again to find out who's responsible for grisly dragon murders.

As Lina finds out how deeply their tragic past is entwined with the present, new allies join their quest to hunt down the killer before he can strike again. But the more Lina learns about the past, the more questions she has.

In their transcontinental journey for justice against the vengeful and psychopathic cockatrice, Lina and her ever-expanding adopted clan have to rely not just on her random and unreliable incendiary powers, but on the skills and memory of a sadomasochistic immortal. The future happiness of the Lyall brothers depends on it, as do all their lives.

And she doesn't even have a Goddess 101 handbook.

Note: This book ends on a cliffhanger and the story continues in the Triple Trouble series.

In this thrilling and sexy follow-up to Sempre, two young lovers struggle to keep their relationship intact after they become deeply enmeshed in the dangerous mafia-run crime ring they once tried to overthrow.

Haven Antonelli and Carmine DeMarco have been through a lot. Haven was taken in by Carmine’s father, and with his family’s help, she escaped a gruesome fate. However, saving Haven from the dark intentions of a mafia family cost Carmine a steep price: he was forced to swear loyalty to them.

Now, still passionately in love, Carmine and Haven must face the fall-out of Carmine’s forced service, as Haven discovers terrifying secrets about the family that enslaved both her and her mother—and why she matters so much in this intricate web of lies.

Allons, sois gentille, fais-moi des choses.

Des choses de la vie. Des choses du vit.

Des choses du vice.

Des choses qui te font perdre l'usage de la parole.

Des choses avec les doigts. Des choses avec le reste.

Des choses à la Camille-cinq-sens.

Oublie un instant ton existence merdique.

Entre avec Bérurier dans la ronde.

Dépose ta pudeur et ton slip au vestiaire. Et pénètre dans ce livre.

Tu n'y auras pas froid : il est climatisé.

Allez, viens ! Viens ! Viens !

Viens et, je t'en supplie, fais-moi des choses.

Je t'en ferai aussi, salope !

Voici un San-Antonio d'horreur.

Mon premier.

Pourquoi ai-je tant attendu avant d'aborder ce genre délicat?

Mystère.

Car enfin, l'horreur, je sais ce que c'est.

Chaque fois que, rentrant de voyage, je trouve un mètre de courrier sur mon bureau, ou que ma petite bonne portugaise laisse brûler le gratin de cardons, ou encore que je me trouve dans un banquet aux côtés d'un vieux gland surdécoré, l'horreur me livre toutes ses sensations fortes.

Eh bien, malgré ma connaissance approfondie de la question, j'hésitais à plonger. Mais maintenant, c'est fait.

Et tu vas voir comme!

Pour mettre le paquet, j'ai mis le paquet!

Si tu trouves que c'est trop, va m'attendre dans le prochain.

Tu le trouveras à ta mesure car ce sera une histoire de cons.

Without warning the United States is invaded and attacked. The result… World War III.

In the sanctity of her shelter, Joanna Collins reconciles her life on the pages of a notebook. In doing so, she gains the determination to discover what has become of those she loves in a world that has turned to dust.

Upon receiving an unusual package in the mail, Ekaterina “Kat” Moore boards a plane to Russia, her ancestral home, to seek some answers. What she finds leads her on a perilous journey through time as Kat must flee the Russian underground. To further complicate matters, she finds herself falling in love with FSB Captain Vadeem Spasonov, a man trying to forget the nightmares of his own past. When Kat’s secrets lead to the answers Vadeem needs, the treasures they find unleash an avalanche of God’s design.<

Le monde à l'envers.

Tête-bêche comme pour un 69 grand style.

D'ordinaire, dans une affaire criminelle, les perdreaux cherchent un criminel.

Dans celle-ci, ce serait plutôt un honnête homme qu'ils aimeraient découvrir.

Si j'étais un écrivain, j'aurais intitulé ce book « Sang et Nuit ». Mais heureusement pour toi, je suis juste un San-Tantonio.

Ce qui va te permettre, au milieu du camage, d'assister à des scènes de baise de force 5 sur l'échelle de Richter. Car elles déferlent, les pouffiasses dans ces pages admirables. Avec ou sans culotte ! Quand t'auras fini cet ouvrage édifiant, regarde sous la table, des fois qu'il en serait resté une pour te bricoler une bonne manière. Heureusement que Béru est là pour battre la mesure.

Avec quoi ? Je te dis pas.

C'est zob secret !

« Dis-moi, Bicouillet, des livres d'horreur, t'en as lu des livres d'horreur ?

Oui ?

Et d'épouvante ?

Aussi ?

Ils t'ont plu ?

Pas toujours !

Parce qu'ils étaient écrits par des moudus, mon pote. Les auteurs te la jouaient surnaturelle : fantômes, vampires, hémoglobine !

A glagla, mon cul !

Ligote ce et écoute la différence !

Si t'as pas froid aux noix, c'est parce que t'auras mis ton slip de vison !

N'en plus, y a la haine, ce vilain brasier de l'âme ; elle flambe haut, et moi qui me croyais incapable d'en éprouver !

Ben tu nous verrais en cavaliers de l'apocalypse, Jérémie, Béru et ma pomme !

De la folie furieuse !

Tu veux que je te dise, cette histoire ? J'aurais dû l'écrire au lance-flammes ! »

On ne peut jamais prévoir la réaction des gens ! Je vous prends à témoin, mes amis : si vous receviez par la poste 20 000 000 A.F. signés anonyme, quelle serait votre réaction ?

J'en connais qui les convertiraient aussitôt en bons du Trésor…, d'autres qui s'offriraient illico une douzaine de danseuses…, d'autres encore qui se feraient construire un coquet pavillon à Créteil…

Eh bien, le bonhomme qui vient d'entrer dans mon burlingue est d'un genre différent, lui : il veut porter plainte !

Comme dit Bérurier : « Une telle honnêteté, c'est pas honnête ! »

Lorsqu'on demande à Stephen King, le fameux romancier américain, pourquoi il a choisi d'écrire sur des sujets aussi macabres, il répond : « Qu'est-ce qui vous fait penser que j'ai le choix ? »

Un romancier ne l'a jamais, il obéit au papier, un point c'est tout !

Pour ma part, lorsque j'ai commencé ce livre, j'avais l'intention d'écrire une histoire cocasse, haute en couleur : celle d'une vieille aventurière qui se donne un dauphin avant de raccrocher, et le forme à l'arnaque.

Je ne me doutais pas, à cet instant, que j'allais commettre l'ouvrage le plus grinçant de ma carrière, m'enfoncer dans un conte de fées noir à vous en flanquer le vertige, et peut être même dépasser certaines limites.

Mais je ne regrette rien. Quand on est capable de tout il faut le prouver.

Sir David Bentham, lord et pair d'Angleterre, compte parmi les individus les plus petits du Royaume-Uni puisque, à vingt-huit ans, il ne mesure que 104 centimètres. En revanche, la nature a doté ce gentleman d'un attribut viril d'une taille et d'une puissance phénoménales dont il use sans répit. Le nanisme de sir David, joint à la richesse familiale, le dispense d'exercer une profession. Alors, comme il déteste l'oisiveté, pour passer le temps, il tue les gens…<

Lieutenant Jack Strong leads his team of elite marines to a distress beacon in the far reaches of colonization. Expecting faulty equipment, they instead find themselves in the first stages of war against a species similar to mythical demons.