Passion comes with its own set of rules. Enticed to the island paradise where an enigmatic prince is living in exile, beautiful, virginal Talia is introduced to a world of forbidden pleasure where the prince’s every whim is fulfilled and her fantasies are rendered in exquisite detail. But when the prince is summoned back to fulfill his duty to his struggling country, reality is thrust upon Talia all too soon. She returns home, heartbroken, convinced she was a passing fancy for an idle ruler and his most trusted men. Until the day they arrive on her doorstep, determined to have her back where she belongs.
Forgiveness is the most difficult thing to give but the most cherished thing to receive. Heather lived an idyllic life until hunters destroyed the pack's peaceful existence. Believing their mate betrayed them and was responsible for their father's death, Cael and Riyu cut Heather from their lives. But when they realize their terrible mistake, can they ever gain her forgiveness and win back her love?
Three firefighters ready for anything. One woman ready for everyone. The perfect set-up for a hot game between friends—and it’s New York Times bestselling author Maya Banks at her incendiary best. Zoe Michaels may be in a committed relationship with her boyfriend, Chase , but there’s no lack of heat between her and her other two roommates, Brody and Tate . After all, the three guys are all firefighters . Then one night, Chase reveals his number one fantasy: for Zoe to perform an everything-goes striptease in front of his buddies . A turn-on for them means a turn-on for him. And for Zoe? It proves to be even more, and it opens the door for a secret desire all her own to come true.
Will you tell me what I need to know at this time? he pleaded. He was a fair man, so he waited for her to reveal her true identity before sharing what he knew. She shook her head and stuck out her chin in the defiance he was surely expecting. “Nay. I won't do that. If you demand my trust, I will not give it to you. To put it mildly, that is the silliest thing I've ever heard. He could tell she was getting ready to launch into an extended rant, so he did the one thing he knew would stop her. Quickly, he filled the gap between them, wrapped his hands around her upper arms, and hoisted her to her feet. His mouth slammed into hers, smothering her shocked gasp.
"No, brave fighter. You will not perish under my watch. The gentle movement of lips across his brow was followed by a lingering kiss at his temple. He pulled his face away from her because he wanted her mouth all to himself. If she didn't kiss him one more, he was afraid he would pass away. Before eventually putting her lips to his, there was a moment of uncertainty that seemed to him like an eternity had passed. Simply a straightforward and childlike act that a kid might perform for you. He let out a quiet grunt from deep in his throat. He couldn't even be bothered to give me a simple peck. "Kiss me, angel." He felt more than heard her voice of aggravation, but then her breathing hitched, and it blasted warm air over his mouth. He felt more than heard her cry of exasperation. He was able to pick up her scent. While she was pressing up against him, he could feel her vibrations. The minuscule puff of air was a warning sign that she was getting closer. This is very, very near. It took all of his power, but he managed to lift his arm and bury his hand into her hair while simultaneously grabbing her nape in order to keep her from moving. He raised his head, and their lips met in an intense kiss that left them both gasping for air. Oh my goodness, she was very kind. Her flavor flooded his mouth and flowed over his tongue like honey on a warm summer day. He demanded that she open up to him and pushed impatiently at her lips to get her attention. She let out a sigh before granting him his request. Her mouth opened wider, and he pushed his way in, exploring and tasting every part of her mouth as he went. Indeed, it was a paradise. Because if this place was really hell, there wouldn't be a single man in all of Scotland who would ever choose to walk the straight and narrow. He had lost all of his strength, and he sagged backward, his head slamming into the cushion with a thump. Her tone was harsh as she admonished him, "Warrior, you've put too much strain on yourself." He mumbled, "That was well worth it," as he left.
Pregnant. Despite the warmth of the summer day, an uncomfortable chill settled over Marley Jameson’s skin as she settled on the bench in the small garden just a few blocks from the apartment she shared with Chrysander Anetakis. She shivered even as the sun’s rays found her tightly clenched fingers, the heat not yet chasing away the goose bumps. Stavros wouldn’t be happy over her brief disappearance. Neither would Chrysander when Stavros reported that she hadn’t taken proper security measures. But dragging along the imposing guard to her doctor’s appointment hadn’t been an option. Chrysander would have known of her pregnancy before she could even return home to tell him herself. How would he react to the news? Despite the fact they’d taken precautions, she was eight weeks pregnant. The best she could surmise, it had happened when he’d returned from an extended business trip overseas. Chrysander had been insatiable. But then so had she.
Theron Anetakis mumbled curse words under his breath as he hurled letters in every direction while sorting through the avalanche of paperwork that his secretary had put on his desk for him to peruse. On occasion, one might receive more attention than a passing glance, and after that, he'd go on. move it to the side where the other objects that need his attention are stacked. Others, he tossed into the garbage can that was located at his feet. His takeover of the Anetakis International headquarters in New York hadn't been without their share of challenges and difficulties. Theron and his brothers had completely reorganized the business after it was discovered that one of the employees had been providing hotel designs for Anetakis to a rival business. They had also hired new employees. A plea deal put the person responsible for the crime, who had previously worked as Chrysander's personal assistant, behind bars. They were hesitant to replace her because doing so would give another worker unrestricted access to critical company information; nonetheless, in the end, Theron decided to bring in his secretary from the London office. She was of a more mature age, secure, and most significantly, devoted. However, after the fiasco that occurred with Roslyn, none of the Anetakis brothers were eager to place their complete faith in any other employee.
"Isn't that almost enough to make you believe in the wonderful institution of marriage?" The words were spoken by Ryan Beardsley as he watched his close buddy Raphael de Luca perform the dance. accompanied by his glowing new bride, Bryony. A reception was being held inside the modest municipal building on Moon Island, which did not stand out in any way. Ryan had a hard time picturing any of his other friends holding a wedding reception there, but he guessed it was appropriate that Rafe and Bryony would get married on the island where so much of their love had been developed. The pregnant bride absolutely radiated beauty, which was accentuated by the rounding of her stomach. They stood in the midst of the impromptu dance floor with Bryony curled into Rafe's protective grip, and they were so concentrated on each other that Ryan was beginning to question whether or not the world around them ever existed. Rafe gave off the impression that he had been given the universe, and it's possible that he had.