Bound to Please by Jade Buchanan: Melaina Carey has a secret she's desperate to keep hidden from her nest mates. Tristan and Dougal are going to have to prove they're man -- and vampire -- enough to control her every move. (Warning: Includes blood play, rope bondage, and erotic pain.)
Caught by Marteeka Karland: Zuri Starbreeze is a bounty hunter on the trail of a cold-blooded killer. What she doesn't know is that Cade's hunting her. Zuri can resist and risk the wrath of a killer, or submit -- and risk losing herself in a den of kinky bondage and wild sex. No matter her choice, she won't come out of this the same.
Bonds of Matrimony by Lena Austin: Alex has had enough of living with a hellcat who jumps at the sound of a ringing com unit. He and Millicent have become a dysfunctional pair bond. He'd give anything to have things the way they were, but if Millicent knew his true fantasies, she'd run. Wouldn't she?
Torqued by Emma Ray Garrett: Being a dominatrix gives Agent Pru Gordon access to the Nightside -- and lets her fulfill her fantasies at the same time. It's the perfect life. Until she meets vampires Gage Mills and Ro Thomas. When two of the darkest predators around meet up with the best Controller alive, things are bound to get messy... Just what the Domme ordered.
Publisher's Note: Please note that not all genres and themes apply to the entire collection.
Praise for Bound to Please
"Sex is the name of the game in Jade Buchanan's Bound to Please. Two alpha males, one strong heroine, and sexual tension are what readers will uncover in this enticing short story."
-- Sinclair Reid, RRTErotic
"A powerful story by the talented Jade Buchanan. I highly recommend Bound To Please."
-- Tara Renee, TwoLips Reviews
Praise for Caught
"I love this series, just love it... I loved this story of passion, submission, heat, and oh the joys of some bondage to set you free. I could have crawled into this story and felt all the heat and passion."
-- Nicole Harvey, ParaNormalRomance (PNR)
"A fast paced 'hot' addition to the All Wrapped Up series. Marteeka does a wonderful job of setting the right mix to the BDSM and emotions of her subjects. Add to that the hot sexy scenes in Caught and you have a winner."
-- Tanya, Joyfully Reviewed
"Caught was an enjoyably fast read of adventure and lots of hot and sweaty sex! The sex wasn't filled with tricks or toys, but just two dominant people out to master the other -- brilliant."
-- LT Blue, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
Praise for Bonds of Matrimony
"The story of a bit of sin, a bit of bondage play, oh that just heats up the pages... This story is full of heat, love [and] erotic lovin' that set the pages and me on fire."
-- Nicole Harvey, ParaNormalRomance (PNR)
"Ms. Austin's futuristic, science fiction world is an exciting and erotic playground that I would like to escape to. Where can I sign up?"
-- Tallyn Porter, Just Erotic Romance Reviews
"Highly erotic and very entertaining... Ms. Austin has a talent for writing stories with a twist and great BDSM."
-- Julianne, TwoLips Reviews
Praise for Torqued
"The action-packed, non-stop thrills start from the first page and continue to the last.... In addition to the heat there is a deep and detailed story encompassing centuries of pain and betrayal, making the plot morph into something different entirely. Curious? You'll have to pick up a copy to find out what I'm talking about."
Kerin, TwoLips Review
"Ms. Garrett's tale is another great paranormal romance with a bit of action, a terrific storyline and a fast paced plot that will draw you in and keep you entertained. Torqued is a great read and a spicy romance that I enjoyed tremendously."
- Sandi Potterton, Romance Junkies
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"They're gonna be super pissed," Malcolm observed, shrugging off the glare she sent him.
"Well, what the hell do you expect me to do, Colly?" she called him by his nickname. "I couldn't stay there and go through a repeat of this morning. They're gonna want to know what's wrong with me."
She shook her head, sliding off the picnic table to pace in front of it. A flash of blue and red caught her eye, the swing set beckoning her. Whispered promises of another time in her life, one where she wasn't afraid. Back when she didn't know anything about the monsters in the night. Back before she became one of them.
She could hear the sounds of children, screaming and laughing, flitting through her mind. The glorious, clean smell of summer. The exhilarating rush of running around the slide, desperate to be the next one to go down its heated metal length, wincing when it burned sensitive thighs under colorful shorts.
They would fight over who got to sit on the yellow, laughing duck. His orange beak a bright splash of color, a counterpoint to Mr. Frog with his red mouth on the other end of the teeter-totter. She and Malcolm had spent years here, always the same.
She sat down in one of the swings, the strip of blue rubber conforming to her hips. Pushing off with her feet, she swung back and forth slowly. "When did it change, Colly? When did it become so faded, so rusty?" she asked, contemplatively.
Malcolm shrugged, flicking his gaze around the playground.
"The paint is peeling on the metal. The fence is five different colors from continuously having to paint over the graffiti. Was it always like this and we just didn't notice it?" she mused, kicking her feet up. Looking back at Malcolm, she saw him watching her, studying her.
"Things change, Mel." He met her eyes. "What are you gonna tell them?"
Now it was her turn to shrug.
"You have to tell them something," he said, a hint of impatience in his voice.
Cocking her head, she listened to the sounds of the night. The squeak of the chains as she pushed back and forth on the swing, the rustling of the trees, the slow inhale and exhale coming from her brother. "I can't tell them the truth."
"Why not?" he asked with a huff. Standing up, Malcolm placed both hands on his hips, glowering at her.
"Seriously? You seriously have to ask me that? Uh, maybe because I'm a fucking vampire and I can't even do the whole vamp thing normally."
"They're gonna find out one way or another. It might be better if you just tell them. I mean, c'mon! You can't be the only person to ever have this problem. It's not like it isn't treatable and --" Mel threw out her hand, startling her brother and cutting off his next words. She froze, breathing erratically. Ten seconds went by, incredibly slow.
"Well? Aren't you going to finish your sentence, Malcolm? Pray tell, what exactly could Melaina have that is treatable?" Tristan growled, his normally calm voice ragged. His accent roughened, becoming more noticeable.
They appeared out of the night, separating from the shadows that had kept them hidden from view. Tristan glided forward, followed by the dark, stalking figure of Dougal.
The two men separated, surrounding her.
Dougal slid up behind her, grabbing the metal chains of the swing in his large hands, halting her movement when she tried to get up. Tristan blocked her front, staring down at her fiercely.
Crap, it wasn't supposed to be like this. She hadn't had enough time to come up with an excuse. Stalling for time, she remained silent.
"Uh, guys..." Malcolm said, trailing off when Tristan threw him a smoldering glare.
"Leave us," Dougal snarled.
"Yeah, I'll just be going then. Right... I'll just be..." Malcolm ignored her pleading eyes. Turning swiftly, he walked out of the park, leaving her with the two vampires.
"Now, we can do this the hard way, or we can do it the easy way. But when we walk out of this park, we are going to know what is wrong with you. Is that clear?" Dougal whispered, caressing the shell of her ear with his breath.