Dirty Bad Wrong
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Call Me Daddy
I want him to be my first. I want him to be the one. I want him to be my everything. I didn’t expect to spend my eighteenth birthday stranded in the pouring rain with no way to make it home. I didn’t expect to be rescued from the worst night of my life by the most amazing man I’d ever seen. His name is Nick, and he says he wants to take care of me, says he’ll look after me, says I don’t need to be alone anymore. He treats me like a princess, like the fragile little girl he saved from the cold. But I like him... I like him like that. I’ve never liked anyone like that before... And it’s weird, this thing we have... It’s like I can’t decide how we’re supposed to be... what we are... Until he says the words... Call me Daddy.
Dirty Daddies
Some bad girls need a firm hand to keep them in line. I’m bad enough to need two. Two older men who can teach me a lesson when I misbehave. Two hot bodies to keep me warm in bed at night. Two best friends who can learn to share a filthy-mouthed little brat like me. After all... dirty girls need very dirty daddies. *** Carrie Wells is nothing but trouble. She’s wild and difficult. Not worth anyone’s time. Carrie Wells is a beautiful little brat. She’s also a vulnerable young adult on my case list. She’s half my age and totally off limits. I’m breaking every rule in the book by giving her somewhere to stay when she’s out on the streets with nowhere to go. And I’m breaking every rule of friendship by holing her up in my best friend Jack’s house while he’s away on business. I thought life was difficult enough when I fell for the girl, but it gets a whole lot harder when Jack comes home early and finds a beautiful stranger causing chaos in his house. And a whole lot harder still when he falls for her too. He’s the one guy on this planet I’d share my last supper with. I’d share it gladly. I’m just not so sure how I feel about sharing Carrie Wells.
Bang Gang
It’s one thing knowing your ex-boyfriend is a bit of a player, but it’s another thing altogether to find out he’s pimping himself out to anyone who’ll pay good money for it.Not just himself, either. That would be far too regular for Darren Trent. Darren Trent – my teenage sweetheart and father to my two young girls – is not just whoring himself out. Oh no. Darren Trent pimps himself out alongside four of his mechanic friends – all of them at the same time. Five hot, sweaty mechanics at your service.They call themselves the Bang Gang... you can imagine. In a village our size I should keep my head down and hope the scandal blows over before the girls or my poor old Nanna catch wind of it. Only it’s not blowing over. Far from it. It seems every woman in the village wants themselves a five-mechanic sandwich.They make no qualms about it, either. Just rock on up to my café counter and ask how they can book themselves in for a Bang Gang special. Like I would know. I definitely wouldn’t know. I hardly even know Darren Trent anymore. We split up a lifetime ago.I definitely don’t think about him late at night. Don’t think about five mechanics and me as much as every other woman in this village. And even if I did, I wouldn’t act on it. I wouldn’t draw the money from my savings account and have a go for myself.And even if I did that, I definitely, definitely wouldn’t fall for him. Not again. Not after everything we went through. Not after splitting up the first time nearly brought me...
Dirty Bad Wrong (Dirty Bad #1)
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 anddripping in sin. His flesh is inked with the mark of thechimera - one body, two very different halves.He plays hard.He plays rough.He has no limits.He's so fucking dirty bad wrong.But I love him for it.***Lydia Marsh is always the strong one. The girl who never breaks, and sure as hell never cries. She's got it all - the perfect little life in cosy suburbia, with her perfectly nice boyfriend, and their perfectly sufficient sex life. She's even got her perfect little career plan all wrapped up at Trial Run Software Group.But when it all falls apart, and Lydia's pretty, green eyes are fixed on a brutally sexual stranger - the man they call Masque - she comes to suspect that being strong isn't all it's cracked up to be.For now Lydia wants something she's never wanted before...And she wants Masque to give it to her.**Warning - this novel contains graphic sex, and hardcore elements of BDSM. There are scenes of violence (consensual) as well as sexual practices some readers may find offensive.If you aren't turned on by dirty bad wrong sex then please walk on by. Thank you.***
Debt
Jones, Nina G., Jones, Nina G.
I don't know what I was thinking when I hired someone to attack me. Maybe I was bored, or lonely, or there was a void so deep inside of me that I needed something explosive to fill it. It was supposed to be safe. A thrill. A way to break through the monotony of everyday life. It was an illusion of danger that I could walk away from as soon as it was over. Except that it wasn't. Because I had been in danger long before I ever invited it into my life. ———————My mission is almost complete. The bubbling boil of vengeance that heats my blood might finally simmer. She is the last piece of the puzzle. Once I destroy her, everyone who ever hurt me will have paid their debt. It was supposed to be quick and easy, but as soon as I met her it got complicated. Very complicated.
Dirty Bad Secrets
It’s been three years since I set foot in Club Explicit, and three long years since I set eyes on Andy Morgan. He doesn’t want me here, doesn’t want to know me, doesn’t want to even hear my name. But I’m back on his doorstep, in his office, in his life... with a suitcase full of dirty bad secrets. Faye Devere is out to claim her old life back. Three years in Italy have come at a heavy price, and she’s running back to the only anchor she has left: her fifty-fifty share of Club Explicit, and the man she left to pick up her pieces. But Andy Morgan’s long over it. Long over her. Club Explicit is his baby now. His club, his rules, his way. Andy’s not a man who shares easily. And certainly not with the woman who upped and left without so much as a goodbye. When your battlefield is London’s horniest playground, and sex is the sole weapon left in your arsenal, it’s only a matter of time before the fight gets dirty... and the secrets get dirty bad. <div class="bookitem
Teach Me Dirty
They tell me it's unhealthy, just a stupid crush. They tell me it's infatuation, and will never come to anything. Never mean anything. Because what would I know, right? I haven't even finished school. I'm just a silly little girl. And no little girl should want the things I want from him. No little girl should have the thoughts I have... But they're wrong. I really do love Mr Roberts. I love Mr Roberts because he's the most amazing man, the most amazing artist, the most amazing teacher that could ever have existed. And what if... just what if Mr Roberts wants me, too? What if Mr Roberts really does want to Teach Me Dirty?
Act Your Age
He’s already her boss, now he wants to be her Daddy...All Kate 'Middleton' McGrath wants is a man to call 'Daddy' in bed. But kinks aren't for everyone. She gets it. They're definitely not going to be for her grumpaholic boss, Mr Henderson. But a girl can dream, can't she? Especially when he's always so stern with her...Tyler Henderson is a golden boy who's lost his shine. He's old, his dream career is over, his fiancée left him. Now all the former firefighter can do is bury his troubles in paperwork and hard liquor... and try to keep Middleton out of his head. He's not going anywhere near that girl. He's done with sweet and innocent. And things don't come much sweeter or more innocent than a cupcake-baking engineer who knits her own hats.When a case of mistaken identity brings Kate and Ty together, they soon realize they have more in common, and more to lose, than either of them dreamed...ACT YOUR AGE is a full-length contemporary novel by critically acclaimed author Eve Dangerfield.
One Too Many
A filthy proposition.Too much money to say no.One dirty night in a stranger's bed.While my husband watches.It should’ve been a dream. A new life on the coast, running a beautiful country hotel with my husband.It should have been everything I’d ever wanted. Worth every scrap of investment.A hotel business we’d sunken every single penny we owned into, only to find out there was a big chain rival opening just a stone’s throw away.Slowly, day by day, the dream became a nightmare. Bills. So many bills. Sleepless nights, tossing and turning. No way out in sight.Until there was him.The man at the bar.The man with a proposition we should never have considered in a thousand years ...Me. Him. One long night where I’m subject to his every fantasy.While my husband watches.
Sell My Soul
Sixty days of total submission.No safe words. No limits. No holds barred.Sixty days of your body being used and abused and pushed to extremes.Then you were free to go, no further dues, thanks and goodbye.And your bank balance looked seriously healthy for the experience.I should never have been tempted. Not for a second.I should never have even thought about putting myself up for sale for sixty days, not after hearing the brutal tales of what happens to you.But I had to.My sister desperately needed the money. Needed Me. Needed more than I could ever give her.I’d just never have guessed in a million years that soon enough I’d be needing him.The beautiful stranger.The dangerous monster.The guy who’d be responsible for my pleasure and pain and everything between for sixty days straight.And the man who’d want my very soul along with my body.No holds barred doesn’t even come close to his requirements.But I’m willing to give him everything.First full-length novel in a trilogy.
Captivated
Bailey, Tessa; Dangerfield, Eve
Secret aspiring comedian Autumn Reynolds is a girl gone ... not wild exactly. More like lazy. Since her boyfriend abandoned her in New York City for a bunch of improv groupies she's had two priorities; sucking the nitrous out of whipped cream cans and making sex comics about her mysterious landlord. Blake hates people--and sunlight--with good reason. Imagine his surprise when he finds himself lusting after his upstairs tenant, a sunny, Australian people pleaser down on her luck. Turns out his ability to terrify with a single scowl comes with an advantage. Autumn seems to like it. A lot. As evidenced by the prisoner-captive comic Blake was never meant to see. As they embark on a three-date arrangement the rules are clear; filthy, ground breaking sex, no feelings or commitment required. When chemistry is this strong, though, attachment follows. As Blake and Autumn attempt to negotiate their New York romance, their prior histories and secret dreams come to the foreground. How long can these polar opposites remain Captivated, when all signs point to disaster?
PUSH
Nyla K, Jada D'lee, Julia Scott
To the unassuming observer, Ben Lockwood is your typical, suburban dad. Aside from the fact that he’s only thirty-six and his daughter is a sophomore in college. He and his wife, Jessica, had their only daughter, Hailey, when they were in high school. So you can imagine the unease Ben is feeling when said daughter brings her new boyfriend home for Thanksgiving... To stay, in their house, for the whole weekend.Ryan Harper, otherwise known as The Boyfriend, is every dread Ben’s ever had in his daughter dating come to fruition. There’s nothing wrong with Ryan. He’s polite, smart, and charming... He doesn’t have any neck tattoos or facial piercings, and he drives a BMW. But still, he’s dating Ben’s daughter. That makes him a threat.It’s in Ben’s best interest to keep an eye on the kid. You know, to make sure there’s no funny business going on under his roof. Unfortunately for him, the tension in the house is less about Ryan being his daughter’s boyfriend, and more about him being a strangely intriguing human.And soon enough, Ben can’t tell if he’s watching Ryan to protect his daughter’s innocence, or obliterate his own. It seems like the boring married-guy image isn’t going to hold up for long... Not after this bizarre, life-changing weekend.What are these new, strange feelings and desires? Where did they come from? And why do they have to center around what belongs to his daughter?Ben and Ryan’s situation couldn’t get much more complicated... Until Jessica steps into the...
Daddy’s Dirty Boss
I’ve known my daddy’s boss since I was nothing more than a little girl staring up at him with big wide eyes in my parents’ backyard. I’ve known my daddy’s boss as a powerful, smart, amazing millionaire businessman for as long as I can remember. And now I’m older. Old enough to take a summer job of my own alongside him, as his assistant. His good girl assistant. Old enough to learn from him, listen to him, and try my best to make him smile. Old enough that I now want my daddy’s boss so much it hurts. It’s only when I start to catch the way he looks at me right back that the little flutter in my tummy tickles harder. Moves lower. Turns naughtier. Because Mr Lindon isn’t quite the man I thought he was. Not even close. It turns out that Mr Lindon isn’t just my daddy’s boss. He’s my daddy’s dirty boss... And now he’s the boss of me too.
Drop Dead Dirty
Oliver Kent isn’t just drop dead gorgeous...He’s drop dead dirty too. I haven’t seen him in a decade. Ten whole years since Oliver Kent broke my heart and we said goodbye to our teenage dreams forever.They say he’s a crazy successful businessman now, living wild in London with a huge bank balance.And me? Well, I’m still here living the same old small-town life, pretty sure I’ll never see him again.Until rumour has it that he’s going to be at our high school reunion...How the damn hell is a girl supposed to cope with the Oliver Kent effect all over again?It’s a whole fresh round of want. Filthy, dirty want for the boy who drove me wild with his filthy, dirty fantasies. So many memories aching for more.Just as well life sometimes gives out second chances, isn’t it?One thing’s for sure, I’ll be jumping in to take mine.Drop Dead Dirty is a second chance romance with hopes, dreams and small town love on the pages. The Oliver Kent effect gets pretty sizzling as the novel moves along.
Dirty Treats
I was searching for the box of Christmas decorations in the garage when I stumbled upon the old, dusty glass jar.The dusty glass jar filled with folded paper slips that my wife and I wrote out years ago, long before our wedding bells chimed.Naughty scrawled ideas, like a filthy little tombola...It was like finding magical treasure that sparked a million memories. A million dirty ones.As dirty as all hell, if those memories served me true...Sure, we haven’t been getting a lot of alone time lately, what with our jobs and the kids and all.But I’m going to serve it up to her this Christmas Eve – our filthy tombola from the past.Our Christmas Eve date night.No kids. No interruptions. Just me and my wife and a jar full of dirty treats.I just hope she’s ready for a whole damn sack load of them.In usual Jade West style, these dirty treats really are dirty treats. Please proceed with Christmas caution when you’re checking out these naughty little baubles.Also included:``¬¬Christmas Daddy¬¬Dear Santa,I've been a bad girl, but I still want a Daddy for Christmas...Mr Hart is my big, bad new boss and my biggest Christmas wish of all.He’s everything I ever wanted. Gorgeous, stern, powerful.Totally off limits for a silly young office trainee like me.He’s asked me to house sit his empty home for the holidays, and it’s a sneak peek into his private life I can’t resist.I’m just begging you, please Santa. Please make sure Mr Hart is waiting under the tree this Christmas morning.Preferably...
Heartless: An Enemies-to-Lovers Romance
In a single moment, she becomes my obsession...Elaine Constantine will be mine.And her destruction is only my beginning.I’ve known all my life that the Constantines deserved to be wiped from the face of the earth, only a smoking crater left where their mansion once stood. That’s my plan until I see her, the woman in gold with the sinful curves and the blonde curls. My will to dominate her runs as deep as the hate I have for her last name.No matter how beautifully she bends beneath my hands, I'll leave her shattered, a broken toy for her cruel family.
Stroke of midnight : a Cinderella novel
From USA Today bestselling author K Webster comes a brand new forbidden romance that's going to leave you speechless. Money can buy anything. And anyone. As the head of the Constantine family, Im used to people bowing to my will. Cruel, rigid, unyieldingIm all those things. When I discover the one woman who doesnt wither under my gaze, but instead smiles right back at me, Im intrigued. Ash Elliott needs cash, and I make her trade in crudeness and degradation for it. I crave her tears, her moans, her submission. I pay for each one. And every time, she comes back for more. When she challenges me with an offer of her own, I have to decide if Im willing to give her far more than cold hard cash. But love can have deadly consequences when it comes from a Constantine. At the stroke of midnight, that choice may be lost for both of us.
Soulless (Starcrossed Lovers Trilogy Book 2)
Lucian Morelli always takes what he wants. And now he’s taken me.The man who’s haunted my steps from the moment we met at the ball now controls my every move in his hideaway. His dark eyes miss nothing, and he seeks out all my weak spots. He uses his fingers, his wicked tongue, his sharp mind. Searching, testing, looking for the side of me I’ve hidden away for so long.He’s relentless in his pursuit of my secrets, but I manage to discover some of his own. I’m not the only one hiding, not the only one marred by my past. And when he sees me, truly sees me, for the first time in as long as I can remember—I’m not afraid. I’m not afraid of this monster, my monster. I want him to hurt me, to break me, to put me back together, and above all, I want him to love me.A love as fiery as it is destructive, one that will scorch our families and maybe, just maybe, set us both free.CONTENT WARNING: This book is intended for readers ages eighteen years old and over. It contains material that some readers might find disturbing. Enter at your own risk...
