Here is the first book of the ‘Take Me’ Series, a seriously hot and provocative romance by Lucia Jordan, written in her signature style of high passion with searing depictions of sex and emotion. The promotion sounded incredible—4 days and 3 nights in a secluded inn near the base of the mountains. It was for two people and when Lisa bought it she planned to go with her boyfriend Brad—the perfect romantic escape.  But when Brad moves out, without so much as a look back, Lisa no longer has anyone to holiday with, and is tempted to cancel…the only problem is, the promotion is non-refundable.  Lisa decides to go to the inn anyway—after all, she hasn’t had a vacation in years, and what better way to mend a broken heart than by drinking champagne in a hot tub near a snow topped mountain?But as soon as Lisa steps off the plan, her eyes fall on the ravishingly sexy body of the inn’s owner—Morgan Black. The man is stunningly hot with a smile that makes her heart stop and a body that seems designed to make her crazy with desire. Since the weather has turned nasty, Lisa is the only guest, and Morgan quickly puts to rest her worries that she might be bored holidaying all alone.With a new twist on the game of hide and seek and some smoking hot sex, the twosome turn the long day and night into a ecstasy filled moment in time, which is shattered by the arrival of Lisa’s ex.How will Morgan react to the intrusion of another man into his dominant-submissive sexual arena?  And how will Lisa respond to the arrival of her ex—the man she used to love, but whose appeal is fast fading into nothing? This ebook contains very hot and explicit descriptions of romantic activity. Only mature readers should download this book.

Charlotte misses the days with her wonderful husband when they each had a ravenous appetite for sex. Life has a way of consuming a couple’s romance and passion until being intimate is an after thought. She decides she wants to feel desired again and heat up the bedroom for her husband. A trip to a clothing boutique and a visit with the vivacious owner, Natalie, unleashes a torrent of new found sexual urges. Warning: This title contains erotic situations, graphic language, with MFF, MF and FF situations.

LUKE I had no intention of being at the club tonight. The only thing I want after a six month long business trip is to spend about a week in my own bed. But all that changes when I lay eyes on the new girl at Wyld. The curvy redhead is standing on stage, a prize ready to be awarded to one lucky man, and just like that, I know I’d move heaven and earth for a chance to win her. REBECCA Becoming a submissive isn’t at all like I thought it would be. The exciting, naughty fun I imagined only seems to exist in romance novels. Instead of a Dom who satisfies my every need, I find myself tied to a man who prefers to dole out a whole lot of pain with little of the pleasure I crave. When he takes things a step too far, entering me in Club Wyld’s infamous submissive lottery without my permission, I can’t help but think this life might not be for me after all. Until I see which man is holding the winning ticket. Step behind the steel door and meet the men of Club Wyld—demanding, dominant, and oh-so-delicious!

What if you could time-travel back into the past to meet the man of your dreams for a steamy, fantasy romance at a time when it would be possible for him to fall in love with you?Susan does just that when she meets two ladies from Haiti while on a cruise with her childhood friend, Lynn. Mika, the elderly of the two ladies claims she can see into Susan’s soul, and that if she sends her back in time to meet James, the man who Susan has dreamed of for fifty years, Susan will learn something important about him and about herself.Susan travels back to the year 1962 in her 17-year-old body where she meets James, age 20, who is part of a band who will one day become the most famous band of all time. Susan is stunned and delighted when James is instantly drawn to her, inviting her out for coffee and offering to walk her back to her hotel after the band quits playing for the night. But much to her consternation, Susan’s 17-year-old hormones begin to play havoc with her 62-year-old brain, tempting her towards a relationship with James that she’s not really certain she wants. Will James end up to be the paragon Susan’s always thought him to be? Or, will she learn that sometimes when a dream comes true, that it’s not quite what you expected?

A smart, curvy woman who needs to change her life. A mature, guarded dom. An island BDSM resort full of secrets, ancient and contemporary. This is romantic erotica with detailed BDSM and intimate sex scenes for women and discerning men over 18. It’s also a character-driven adventure novelette and the first episode of a serial with dark fantasy elements. Anyone seeking non-stop smut won’t be happy here. Anyone offended by sexual exploration that focuses on a woman’s pleasure, male dominance, and sadomasochism should find something else to read. If you’re up for an unusual BDSM reading experience, you’re reached the right island. Cleo discovers she can experience the complete fulfillment of her secret desires. She has only to ask.A joking email from my favorite co-worker leads me to a naughty site. Submission Island offers a free, all-expenses paid vacation at a Caribbean resort for qualified women. It doesn’t seem likely the exclusive resort would accept a curvy, half-Egyptian, twenty-eight year-old with limited kinky experience. The application reads like a menu for perversion. I click off the Yes, No, Maybe activities and upload my most appealing lingerie photo. Hell, I need a vacation full of sex with no ties except the ones that get undone after a happy ending. This time, I’ll go for having my erotic dreams come true. Something happens when you face your deepest desires. You change. You can’t turn back. I enter a labyrinth where I get to choose what happens to me. I think a spanking will be safe. My heart pounded. I stopped on the threshold, staring into the shadows. I smelled leather.“Shut the door, please.” His deep, resonant voice sounded familiar. That wasn’t possible. I bit my lip. It took all my willpower to shut the door on the hall that led to the exit. Shutting the door meant I was in here. Hell, opening it meant I made my choice. This was my one room for today. I may as well make the most of it. I let go of my fantasy that this was going to be a non-threatening experience. The imposing figure of the man in the shadows was threatening as hell. He had the bulk of a boxer, yet a refined profile. His ear, the one part of him illuminated, would have fit on a bust of the emperor Caesar. He had a neat beard, not one of those chin scruff things, a real man’s beard.