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Contains books one, two, and three of the Deliver series. She is a Deliverer. She lures young men and delivers them to be sold. She delivers the strikes that enforce their obedience. She delivers the training that determines their purchase price. As long as she delivers, the arrangement that protects her family will hold. The one thing she can't deliver is a captive from slavery. Until him. And her stubborn slave thinks he can deliver her...from herself.

Bennett Sharp is on the run. Wanted for piracy, she fears neither God nor death nor man. Except Priest Farrell.

Contains books four, five, and six of the Deliver series: Devastate, Take, and Manipulate.

They call me a slut. Maybe I am. Sometimes I do things I despise. Sometimes men take without asking. But I have a musical gift, only a year left of high school, and a plan. With one obstacle. Emeric Marceaux doesn’t just take. He seizes my will power and bangs it like a dark note. When he commands me to play, I want to give him everything. I kneel for his punishments, tremble for his touch, and risk it all for our stolen moments.

As Father Magnus Falke, I suppress my cravings. As the headteacher of a Catholic boarding school, I’m never tempted by a student. Until her. I became a priest to control my impulses. Then I meet Tinsley Constantine. The bratty princess challenges my rules and awakens my dark nature. With each punishment I lash upon her, I want more. In my classroom, private rectory, and bent over my altar, I want all of her. There’s no absolution for the things I’ve done. One touch risks everything I stand for. My faith. My redemption. And even my life. As if that could stop me.

Unshackle: No woman can resist Luke Sanch. When he infiltrates La Rocha Cartel, he must seduce Vera Gomez to determine whether to rescue her. Or kill her. Dominate: There are many reasons to jump off a bridge, but Rylee Sutton only needs one. Her husband’s betrayal. Just before she leaps, she receives an email from a stranger. Complicate: Cole Hartman is a mystery. He works alone, sleeps alone, and satisfies his aches...alone. No one will ever compare to the one who broke his heart. Until he stares into the seductive eyes of his enemy.

One look and I knew Cole was mine. My dark rebel in leather. My powerhouse of passion, devastating smiles, and impulsiveness. When his job sends him overseas, he promises to return to me. A promise that's destroyed in the most irrevocable way. Two years later an arrogant suit invades my heartbroken loneliness. Clean-cut and stern, Trace is everything Cole wasn't. At first he's a job that will rescue my dance company. But as he intrudes on my life, our hostile relationship evolves.

His name was Joshua Carter. Now it's whatever she wants it to be. She is a Deliverer. She lures young men and delivers them to be sold. She delivers the strikes that enforce their obedience. She delivers the training that determines their purchase price. As long as she delivers, the arrangement that protects her family will hold. Delivering is all she knows. The one thing she can't deliver is a captive from slavery. Until him. And her stubborn slave thinks he can deliver her...from herself.

In the chilling finale of the Frozen Fate trilogy, Frankie enters a world far deadlier than the one she escaped. A sinister threat lurks in the shadows, hunting her with a dark obsession as her savage protectors battle the rules of society. Thrust into the civilized world, they spiral into violence and refuse to conform, their wild natures threatening to tear apart their bond.

What began as an unstoppable explosion of passion forged into something pivotal, essential, and more.

In der Nacht, in der ich aus dem Gefängnis freikomme, liegt sie in meinem Bett. Es ist acht Jahre her, seit ich zuletzt eine Frau berührt habe, und die indianische Schönheit ist halbnackt, zerschlagen, zerschrammt und so attraktiv, dass es mich umhaut. Zusammen sind wir toxisch, aber wir wollen die gleichen Dinge. Blut. Rache. Gewaltsame Erlösung in einem warmen Körper.

Ich schütze, was mir gehört. Die Ranch, meine Familie, unsere verborgenen Geheimnisse. Nichts wird mich davon abhalten, das Leben, das furchtbar schiefgelaufen ist, wiederaufzubauen. Nicht das Gesetz. Nicht unsere Feinde. Noch nicht einmal Maybe Quinn. Die hinreißende, streitsüchtige Journalistin hätte sich nicht einmischen dürfen. Ich hätte nicht zulassen dürfen, dass sie bleibt. Aber sie verbirgt etwas hinter diesen trügerischen blauen Augen. Etwas, was tiefer geht als ihre Gier nach einer neuen Story.

Wir waren sechzehn in der Nacht, in der sie angegriffen wurde, während ich hilflos zusehen musste. Nie werde ich die Laute ihres Leidens vergessen. Oder meinen untröstlichen Schmerz, als sie Oklahoma verließ. Jahre später kehrt sie zurück, um das Versprechen einzulösen, das wir uns als Teenager gegeben hatten. Nur dass der Junge, den sie einst geliebt hat, fort ist und durch einen skrupellosen Rinderzüchter ersetzt wurde, der voller Geheimnisse steckt. Sie kennt weder meine dunklen Sehnsüchte noch die Pfade der Sünde, die zu ihr führten.

My vow of celibacy has never been broken nor tempted, not even when the plague thrust me into a lawless, brutal world. So why did God send the only surviving woman to a priest? To test me? Or to save me? This stand-alone novella can be listened to as an introduction to the Trilogy of Eve or as bonus material between the other books.

They meet by chance. The timing is wrong. Three years later, she finds him again, but their separation was poisoned with narcotics and bloodied by enslavement. Her freedom gambled away, Charlee Grosky escapes the international businessman who held her captive. But his power reaches beyond her protective barriers and threatens everyone she has come to love. Jay Mayard wears his tortured secrets under his rock-god facade. Drugs are his release, even as he seeks to be the man forged of the steel only she can see.

The night I’m released from prison, she’s in my bed. It’s been eight years since I touched a woman, and the Native American beauty is half-dressed, beaten, bruised, and devastatingly exquisite. We’re toxic together, but we want the same things. Blood. Vengeance. Violent relief in a warm body. Beneath her touch, I’m alive. Against her skin, I’m redeemed. Buried inside her, I forget the past. Until the past takes her from me. Prison made me cold, but losing Raina makes me cruel. Ruthless. Unforgiving. I killed before. For her, I’ll kill again.

I protect what’s mine. The ranch, my family, our buried secrets. Nothing will stop me from reassembling the life that went terribly wrong. Not the law. Not our enemies. Not even Maybe Quinn. The gorgeous, quarrelsome journalist shouldn’t have meddled. I shouldn’t have let her stay. But she’s hiding something in those deceptive blue eyes. Something deeper than her thirst for a news story. I make a deal with her to buy time. To unravel her lies. To play with her. To satisfy my darker appetites. When she buckles beneath my belt, I’ll send her away. Unless I buckle first.

We were 16 the night she was violently assaulted while I helplessly watched. I’ll never forget the sounds of her suffering. Or my inconsolable agony when she left Oklahoma. Years later, she returns to honor our teenage pact. Except the boy she loved is gone, replaced by a ruthless cattle rancher knotted with secrets. She doesn’t know my dark cravings or the trails of sin that lead to her. I don’t deserve her, but one truth remains: She’s mine.

Three means war. Three sides vying for forever. Cole. My first love. The bad boy with the dangerous smile and passionate temper draws attention like a lit fuse on dynamite. But his dark molten eyes spark only for me. Trace. My second chance. Over six feet of Norse god in a tailored suit, he calculates every move and seizes my hungry breaths with an iron fist. Me. The free-spirited dancer, torn between two men with no resolution in sight. I tried leaving, staying, refusing, and surrendering. What options do I have left?

I never stopped loving Cole. Not when he left me. Not when he disappeared for three years. Not when he crashed back into my life in a violent explosion of testosterone and fury. His sudden reappearance questions everything I thought I knew, including how I came to love another man.