Being submissive has never been about being powerless. It's about the conscious decision to gift that power to the person you deem most worthy of it. When you get a taste of a real dominant, the rest of the world never really tastes the same. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Phoenix King - A normal man with an insatiable need. He's had many subs before she came along, but none were like her. She submits without complaint. The perfect sub. Clara Dean - Once feeling deeply in love, now trapped in a boring, borderline abusive relationship. She loves Tobias but she's not in love with him anymore. With advice from a friend, Clara finds something interesting and decides to try it out... And his name is Phoenix King... or Sir. She craves to feel alive again and he is just the man to give her that. Can she handle being possessed by him? This is a BDSM book (nothing too crazy) and will contain a lot of Smut. If you are uncomfortable with that, then please do not read.

The Montez family is back again! The trials of parenthood can be rough but when you have a crazy family it makes it worth every second. How will Rafael and Isa deal with their little girl growing up so fast? With new addtions to the family being brought forth and old ones reappearing... What will happen on this crazy ride!? Read to find out! This is the sequel to "Kitten" If you haven't read the first book, please do or this book will not make any sense.

"He's a psychopath! What did you expect?" She screamed. "I fell in love with that psychopath... I certainly wasn't expecting that." I said, then smiled. ------------------------------------------------- Saba Harper is invisible to pretty much everyone... but she's okay with that. She's used to being alone and has grown to like it that way. Society has never accepted her because she's curvy.. or in their terms, fat. She was bullied most of her life because of her weight, so she shuns them like they shun her. One day she catches the attention of a mysterious tattooed man and she's thrown into a whole new world. His name is King, also known on the streets as The King. He is the undefeated champion of the underground street fighting world. He's cold, calculated, hot-headed and loves the feeling of your blood on his knuckles. By day he's a well known and feared gang leader of The Red Dragons, but by night... he's The King to whom you always bow to. He sees Saba at one of his fights and plans to claim her for himself.... and you can trust, he always gets what he wants... and he wants her. She is his obsession. He will be her awakening. She soothes and feeds his psychotic tendencies. He brings hers to life. Yin & Yang Him & Her What could go wrong? !!WARNING!! This book contains graphic sexual smut, language and graphic violence. You have been warned!!! Do not copy my book! I will find out :)

When it comes to crowds or even a small group of people, Aurora Price, is shy, very reserved and doesn't talk much. She shrinks into her shell. The only two people she's comfortable around are her brother's Griffin and Max. When she's at home chilling with her brothers, she's sassy, bubbly and always singing and dancing. She has the voice of an angel, and the body of a goddess... but... she's broken in her soul. She's been abused and doesn't trust anyone but her brother's. They've bounced from foster home to foster home... but no one wanted to keep two gay boys and a shy, timid little girl. Until...... Oliver Stone... Tattooed from his neck to his hips, light grey eyes that look like smoke, 6ft 2 and nothing but muscle. Girls drool and immediately drop their panties at the sight of him and he knows it. He ruthless, bloodthirsty, powerful and a cold blooded killer. On the streets they call him "Ghost"... Rumors say it's because if you piss him off or mess with his crew, you'll never see him coming... you'll never predict when your death will happen... but you can trust that it will. He likes to play with his victims.. that is... until he crosses paths with shy little Aurora. She tamed the beast and she doesn't even know his name. .................................... "Hello there little one." He whispered as his arms wrapped tighter around me. Of all the times and places I fall, it has to be right now and in the arms of a god!? "What's your name beautiful?".... Did he just call me beautiful? I couldn't speak... I was too busy dealing with a panic attack to tell this sculpted god anything. Why was he asking anyways? No one takes an interest in me... Ever. "What's the matter angel? Do I frighten you that much?" He loosened his grip... I manage a small nod. He smiles and gently brushes his nose against mine.. my brother's call that Eskimo kissing. Whatever that means. "No need to be afraid of me sweetheart. I would never hurt an angel like you."