The Forbidden by Jodi Ellen Malpas

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The Forbidden by Jodi Ellen Malpas

The forbidden is too irresistible. It has a dangerous allure and a compelling magnetism. And it’s certainly going to inflict pain and anguish.

Karma isn’t just a bitch. She’s a barbaric psychopath.


“Thank you for your help,” I say quietly, studying him, definitely detecting that he’s deep in thought. Don’t ask, don’t ask, don’t ask. I need to get back into my apartment without engaging with him, which could prove tricky when he’s blocking the doorway and looking like he has no intention of shifting to let me in.

“Annie,” he breathes. “I’m struggling so badly.”

“I’m not doing this.” I swallow, pushing my way past him. He grabs me by the top of my arm and holds me in place. “Let me go, Jack.”

“I’ve already told you I can’t do that. Annie, I’m drowning here. I’m going out of my mind, and the more time I spend with you the fucking worse it’s getting. Listening to you, talking to you, sharing a passion with you that goes way beyond the amazing time we had in bed together.”

“You have to forget!” I yell, knowing anger is the only way forward. Be angry with him. Let it dominate me and rule me, because the alternative scares me to fucking death.

He pushes me into the hall and slams the door behind us, forcing me to back up. “No,” he says, straight and even. “No,” he repeats, moving one more step forward, except this time I don’t retreat. Because I can’t. Because he has me locked in place with those grey eyes, and now they’re back to their full glory. Sparkling, even if it’s with anger. He reaches for his shirt and starts unbuttoning it before shrugging it off and throwing it to the floor, revealing the chest that’s haunting me.

I quickly look down at the pile of material, my mind reeling. His chest. His perfect damn chest. “What are you doing?”

“I have no fucking idea.” He reaches for me and slides a hand around my neck, pulling me to him. Our chests meet, and my determination to repel him vanishes under our connection. Wrongs turn into rights. Conflict turns into craving.

“I can’t get you out of my head, Annie.” His forehead meets mine, his palm massaging away the tightness in my neck muscles, softening me up until I relax in his hold. “I want you all over again, and I can’t even find the will to worry about how much more that’ll make me want you.” He breathes down on me. “I’ve played that night on repeat. I’ve dreamed of holding you in my arms again. I’ve craved the sound of your voice, the feel of your touch, the softness of your lips on mine. I know I shouldn’t want you. But I do. Nothing has ever made me feel this insane with need. Nothing has taken up so much space in my head. I can’t fucking help it, Annie.” His grey gaze sinks into me, my heart steadying to an even thrum. His head starts to shake mildly, his splayed hand moving up to the back of my head and fisting my hair. “I don’t want to help it,” he growls. “I want you. I don’t care how wrong it is.” His clenched fist tightens, gripping my hair harshly. “I know I’ve been on your mind since I fucked you every which way in that hotel room. Stop denying it. Don’t insult me and tell me you don’t crave that amazing feeling all over again. I can see it in your eyes every damn time I look into them. You. Want. Me.”

It’s me who moves in first. All me. I lunge forward and smash my lips to his, the magnetic force winning. His words winning. Jack winning. My heart winning. I coax his mouth open with hard, hungry kisses. I’ve lost my mind to a craving too powerful to fight off. And, like Jack, I don’t care how wrong it is.


Yet as he walks me backward until my back slams into the wall, I feel found again.

I cry out, and Jack moans. We’re clumsy and desperate. He’s pushing me up the wall with the force of his kiss, then he’s rolling away, taking me with him until it’s his back slamming into the wall. It’s the elevator all over again. The atmosphere is sizzling. I’m on fire. He scoops me up, pinning me to him, and carries me into my bedroom. I focus on him. Only him and the return of feelings that I’ve fantasized about since that unforgettable night. All the guilt is abandoning me, and I let it, unprepared to let anything stop me from taking the forbidden.


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Beautiful Mistake by Vi Keeland

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Beautiful Mistake by Vi Keeland

“If I weren’t your professor and you weren’t a nice girl, your re-virginized pussy would be sore as hell right now.”

“You like my fingers inside you. And my tongue. And my cock. I wish I had more parts to put in there. I’d never come out.”

“God, forget peanut butter and jelly. There is no better combination than a dirty mouth and sexy suit.”


The Catch by K. Bromberg

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The Catch by K. Bromberg

“There will come a day, son, when someone will love the parts of you that no one else knows how to love. That’s when you know they’re the one for you.”

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Mister Moneybags by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

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Mister Moneybags by Vi Keeland & Penelope Ward

“I most certainly cannot get whatever I want.  If that were true, I’d be underneath this table right now with my head between your legs.”
“Call me an asshole if you want, but I have the urge to mark you.  Sink my teeth into your skin to brand you as mine and then come so hard inside of you that parts of me will never find their way out again.”


Blush for Me by Kristen Proby

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Blush for Me by Kristen Proby

Favorite Quote

“I need this, and you’re going to give it to me.”
“I’m not some damsel that needs to be rescued fromt he storm. I am the goddamn storm.”

Fusion Series Reading Order

  1. Listen to Me
  2. Close to You
  3. Blush for Me
  4. Beauty of Us
    4.5. No Reservations (1001 Dark Nights)
  5. Savor You

Sweet Cheeks by K. Bromberg

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Sweet Cheeks by K. Bromberg

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The predatory posture.  The gleam in his eyes.  The tautness of his muscles.  Visible restraint that a part of me wants to test.  I wonder how hard I’ll have to push before it snaps.

I know without a doubt that snap will sting, but for some reason I have a felling when it comes to Hayes Whitley, the sting will be worth it.

“My pace, Saylor.  Not yours.  I’m in control now.  You may own pieces of me you never even knew, but right now, I’m going to own you.  Every single part of you.
“I promise I’ll earn every damn moan that you make.  But not until I lick every damn inch between your thighs.  Taste you.  Feel you.  Own you.”


Outsider by Olivia Cunning

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Outsider by Olivia Cunning

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It took a truly talented man to give his boyfriend and his girlfriend head at the same time.

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  2. Outsider

Wait by AL Jackson

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Wait by AL Jackson

Favorite Quotes

I took her hand, pressed it to my cheek.  My voice scraped with need.  “Do you feel me?”

She searched me in the night.  Hands and tongue.  An exploration I wasn’t sure either of us would survive.  I joined in, palms wandering, fingers pressing.

“I feel you.”

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“Shit,” I hissed, bracing myself against the spray of the icy shards pelting from the shower head.

I sucked in a breath, released it between clenched teeth, and forced myself fully under it.

Head dropped and chest heaving as rivers of ice-cold water slicked down my shoulders and back.

But it did nothing to lessen the need. Gave me no sanity or pacification.

Because all I could think about was the girl on the other side of the door.

My girl.

In my bed.

Wearing just her panties and my shirt.

An angel I wanted to dirty.

I always had.

Love was messy like that.

All of my restraint scattered. I gripped my cock. Squeezed the base. My mouth dropped open at the pressure of my hand against my rigid length.

A fool thinking it might be enough.


God, I was a bastard, but there was nothing I could do before I was giving in, leaning forward and bracketing my forearm above my head to hold my weight.

Water pounded down on my head and back while I pounded my fist against my dick.

Trying to keep silent when all I wanted was to moan, teeth digging into my bottom lip as I pictured the girl spread out for me.

My breaths were coming short.

Panted and hard.

I gave into imagining the sounds she would make when I finally got to bury myself in her body.

A soft, soft gasp.

I slowed, trying to convince myself that throaty sound was all in my mind.

Just another part of this fantasy.

Until I heard the small thump against the wall.


I mashed my eyes closed, like it might hide me.

Conceal the depravity of my actions after I’d just been comforting her hours before.

Heart thrashing, I turned and moved far enough to peek out the small section where the fabric shower curtain hadn’t been drawn fully closed.

It was just a little sliver that left me exposed.

But it was enough. When I peered out, I was looking right at my girl pressed up against the wall.

She stared right back at me.

And I wanted to be horrified, my mind scrambling to conjure every weak apology I could summon. Ready to fucking grovel to keep her from turning and running once again.

Because that’s exactly what I expected her to do.

But her expression…her expression clutched me in the center of the chest and sent what little brain function I had left stampeding south.

Red, lush lips were parted, her hand pressed to her hollow of her throat, pupils dilated so big that her hooded, cerulean eyes appeared black. Needy breaths were coming at me from that sweet mouth like a goddamned freight train.

Desire swelled in the confines of the too-tight room.


She pressed deeper into the wall as if it might support her weakened knees. Head rocked back. Thighs squeezing together.


My hand shot to the shower wall to steady myself. “Warning you, Edie, you need to get out of here. Right now.”

It Ends With Us By Colleen Hoover

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It Ends With Us By Colleen Hoover

Favorite Quotes

Did you just knock on twenty-nine doors so you could tell me that the thought of me is making your life hell and I should have sex with you so that you’ll never have to think of me again?
It’s not a person’s actions that hurt the most. It’s the love. If there was no love attached to the action, the pain would be a little easier to bear.


“Colleen Hoover reminds readers that love is a fragile thing, built from courage, hope, and tears. Every person with a heartbeat should read this book.”
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Lily hasn’t always had it easy, but that’s never stopped her from working hard for the life she wants. She’s come a long way from the small town in Maine where she grew up—she graduated from college, moved to Boston, and started her own business. So when she feels a spark with a gorgeous neurosurgeon named Ryle Kincaid, everything in Lily’s life suddenly seems almost too good to be true.

Ryle is assertive, stubborn, maybe even a little arrogant. He’s also sensitive, brilliant, and has a total soft spot for Lily. And the way he looks in scrubs certainly doesn’t hurt. Lily can’t get him out of her head. But Ryle’s complete aversion to relationships is disturbing. Even as Lily finds herself becoming the exception to his “no dating” rule, she can’t help but wonder what made him that way in the first place.

As questions about her new relationship overwhelm her, so do thoughts of Atlas Corrigan—her first love and a link to the past she left behind. He was her kindred spirit, her protector. When Atlas suddenly reappears, everything Lily has built with Ryle is threatened.

With this bold and deeply personal novel, Colleen Hoover delivers a heart-wrenching story that breaks exciting new ground for her as a writer. Combining a captivating romance with a cast of all-too-human characters, It Ends With Us is an unforgettable tale of love that comes at the ultimate price.

Colleen Hoover is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of Slammed, This Girl, Point of Retreat, Hopeless, Losing Hope, Finding Cinderella, Maybe Someday, Ugly Love, Maybe Not, and Confess. She lives in Texas with her husband and their three boys. Please visit

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The Angels’ Share by J.R. Ward

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The Angels’ Share by J.R. Ward

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There were times and places to ask your woman to marry you.  In the crosshairs of the Charlemont Metro Police, soaked with dirty water, and two minutes after a death spiral into the Ohio?

Not.  It.

Love had a funny way of giving you faith in the one who loved you back.

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Hard to Serve by Laura Kaye

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Hard to Serve by Laura Kaye

Favorite Quotes

“What a dirty girl you are. You want people to see my cock sliding into your pussy? You want them to hear you screaming and coming?”
“I don’t want to sit and talk. I want to fuck. Hard. I want to be aggressive. Maybe I even want to be a little mean.”
“Fuck, Mia. I was trying to be a gentleman tonight,” he said, arranging her on her hands and knees on the floor and fishing a condom out of his pocket. “But if you want the Dom, I’ll give you the fucking Dom.”

Hard Ink Series Reading Order

1.0  Hard As It Gets
2.0 Hard As You Can
2.5 Hard to Hold On To
3.0 Hard to Come By
3.5 Hard to Be Good
4.0 Hard to Let Go
4.5 Hard as Steel
4.6 Hard Ever After
4.7 Hard to Serve

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Mia found herself alone with a kinda pissed-off looking Master Kyler. He wore angry well. As in, the harshness of the set of his jaw and the tight press of his lips and the narrow cut of his eyes—they were all hot, especially coming from a Dom. But she didn’t understand it.

“Um. Hello, Sir,” she finally said when he didn’t say anything.

“Mia,” he said, his gaze raking over her. “You look absolutely stunning tonight.” His voice was like gravel, rough and strained.

“Thank you. Are you okay, Sir?” she asked.

He shook his head. “I don’t…I don’t know.”

“Do you want to sit and talk?” Mia asked, concern for him flooding her.

Suddenly, Kyler pinned her to the cool wall. He braced his hands on either side of her head, and he was erect against her belly. She wanted to drop into a crouch and take him into her mouth. “Do you want vulgar honesty or watered-down politeness?” he asked.

The promise of those words made her core clench with need. “Vulgar honesty.”

He nailed her with a blue-eyed stare. “I don’t want to sit and talk. I want to fuck. Hard. I want to be aggressive. Maybe I even want to be a little mean.”

Mia’s heart was suddenly a runaway train in her chest. Because, sign her up! She let out a shaky breath. “That sounds…like someone’s going to have a good night,” she managed.

Kyler dropped his head to her shoulder on a groan. He knocked his forehead against the bone there once, twice.

“Did I say the wrong thing?” she asked. Because he was totally confusing her.

“That’s the thing, Mia. I don’t know.” He lifted his gaze to hers again.

“How can I help?” she asked.

For a moment, he closed his eyes and inhaled deeply, and when he opened them, it was like he’d centered himself and made some kind of resolution. “Are you game for what I just described?” He fingered the chunky silver-and-gold choker she wore around her neck.

Heat swept over her, her body already answering, already preparing. “Yes, Sir. I am.”

He gave a tight nod and backed up a step. “Let me show you the room I have in mind.” Taking her hand, he led her down the long hallway that shot off the side of the nave. She wasn’t sure if this was still part of the church building or something else, but she didn’t have long to wonder before Kyler stopped at a door and keyed in a code.

Lights came on as the door opened, and Kyler guided her inside with his hand at the small of her back.

Just the room’s theme turned Mia on. Concrete floor. Cinder-block walls with peeling paint. Light thrown from bare light bulbs surrounded by little cages. An iron cot bed with only a white fitted sheet. Rusted metal cabinet at the side that undoubtedly held a variety of toys and supplies. It looked like a basement or a warehouse—a place where a woman in a beautiful cocktail dress had no business being. A role started taking shape in her mind.

“Do you see where my head is tonight, Mia?” Master Kyler asked, his body almost rigid with tension.

God, she was going to enjoy helping him work out whatever had him so wound up. “Yes, Sir.”


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Up in Flames by Abbi Glines

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Up in Flames by Abbi Glines

Favorite Quotes

“You keep panting like that, and I’m going to throw your ass back into that car and fuck you until you become one with the leather seat.”
“Women fucking pretend they like flowers.  Me like the idea that they can please them by buying them something so damn easy.  But women are complicated as fuck.  They don’t want flowers.  They want thought.  They want sacrifice.  They want to own you.”
He wanted me to talk dirty.  He wouldn’t touch me until I played his game.  I’d play whatever game he wanted me to if I could get his hand between my legs.

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Last Kiss by Laurelin Paige

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Favorite Quotes

“You feel me,” he said while my cunt clenched around him like a vice grip.  “Right now you feel me, Emily.  That’s where I am — inside you.  All the time, I’m there.  No matter whose bed you sleep in.”
“It’s the only reason I ever want to be someone who’s put together.  So that you can break me all over again.”

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Falling Under You by Laurelin Paige

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Favorite Quotes

“Do you trust me? Do you trust me to give you what you need?”

Fixed Series Reading Order

1-3. Fixed Trilogy
4. Hudson
4.5 Falling Under You (standalone)

Teach Me Dirty by Jade West

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Teach Me Dirty by Jade West

Favorite Quotes

 “I want more than that… I want so much more than that…” She stared at me through the screen. “I have this… darkness… inside me… it’s more than a muse… it compels me, consumes me…” Another breath. “I’m not like other girls.” 
I want him to be rough… I want him to lose control… I want him to tie me up, until I can’t move… I want to beg him to take me… I want to hear him come… I want to hear him moan… I want to taste him… 
“Touch yourself, I don’t mind. We’re best friends forever, Hels, we can share anything. Anything, I promise.” 
Mr Roberts the man wanted to taste Helen Palmer’s dirty fantasies. Every single one of them. Every single part of her.

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The Spiral Down by Aly Martinez

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The Spiral Down by Aly Martinez

Favorite Quotes

“Grasping his wrists, I pressed them to the wall on either side of him. He moaned, and I swear to God I tasted it. His pure, carnal need filled my senses.”
” The one thing I really wanted could never be bought. I wasn’t even sure it could be earned. It was something so rare that I feared it didn’t actually exist. Love. Unconditional. Unwavering. Eternal. LOVE. ”
“Squirming under his gaze while standing in front of a sold-out crowd just became the most arousing experience of my life. And I knew he felt it too when a lazy smile played at the corner of his lips before his eyes swept back over me. Dear God. I didn’t have to fuck him to get the high. Evan Roth had just become my favorite drug of all and I hadn’t even tasted him yet. ”

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“How about you and one of your girls come out to my show in L.A. next week? My treat. Dinner, drinks, the whole deal. Evan and I would love to take you two beautiful ladies out for an evening.”

“Excuse me?” he exclaimed, cocking his head to catch my gaze.

I leaned back into my seat and lifted a hand to massage his shoulder. I was barely able to suppress a moan when the angle of his firm trap muscle met my palm.

Fuck, this guy was built like a brick wall. And I was going to love every second of watching him crumble for me.

“Oh, come on, Evan. It’s the least we can do. Double date.” I winked at Jessica. “You can fly them out! My plane should be ready by then.”

Jessica’s eyes jumped to Evan’s. “You’re a pilot?” Her smile spread irritatingly wide.

Back off, Ginger Spice.

Snapping my fingers in her direction, I corrected, “He’s my pilot.”

Subtlety was not a virtue I possessed. Was subtlety a virtue at all?

“Your temporary pilot,” he amended before shaking his head and then tipping his beer to his lips for a long pull.

“Anyway. Do we have a date?” And, by date, I meant feeding her dinner while I attempted to work my way into Evan’s pants.

She pressed one finger to her lips and then nervously flashed her eyes around the cabin.

“Oops. Sorry.” I shrugged sheepishly. Lifting my drink to my mouth, I discreetly passed her my cocktail napkin and then not-so-discreetly brushed my forearm against Evan’s chest as I pulled away.

He offered her a tight smile just before she disappeared.

I grinned proudly.

“What the fucking hell was that?” he whisper-yelled at me.

“That was me getting a woman’s number.”

He arched an eyebrow. “A woman. Really?”

“What? Is that not allowed?” I feigned innocence.

He clenched his fist in his lap, and it made me suddenly aware that my own hands had stopped trembling—and in record time, I should note. Evan seemed to be quite useful in the art of distraction.

He leaned closer. “Don’t bullshit me. I looked you up. You’re…” He stopped, unwilling to say the big, bad “G” word.

“I’m what?” I taunted.

He rolled his eyes and chugged the rest of his beer.

We went back to silence until Jessica came back by with another drink, complete with her phone number written on the napkin.

“I’m not going on a double date,” Evan said as I tucked the napkin into my pocket. “You want me to fly them out? Not a problem. Schedule it with Jackson. But that’s the extent of my professional responsibilities. And, since I’m off the clock right now, I’d also like to mention that I think whatever play you’re planning to run on that woman is fucked up.”

My head snapped to his. “I’m sorry. Play?” I asked with more attitude than I had originally planned.

“Yes. Play,” he sneered.

I stirred my drink. “Let me get this straight. I’m offering to fly her out in a private jet, feed her dinner at one of the best restaurants in the city, and put her front row at a concert that has been sold out for over a year. That doesn’t seem like a play to me. It sounds like I’m trying to do something nice for a woman I was rude to earlier.” I casually leaned back in my seat. “My conscience doesn’t ‘play’ when it comes to apologies.”

“Right. Well, maybe you should have a chat with your conscience, because she looks like she just won the date of a lifetime. Meanwhile, you don’t even like women.” He stalled, no doubt looking for just the right word to express his disgust without sounding like a bigot. Judging by his gentleness when we’d taken off, he wasn’t the type of guy to go for the fag bomb.

I watched him intently, excited to see how he was going to handle this.

“You’re gay.”

I frowned at his lack of creativity. “Not that it’s any of your damn business. But I’ll have you know I love women.”

It wasn’t a lie. I adored women. Especially Levee and Robin.

I just didn’t like pussy. Meh. Semantics.

He gaped. “You’re bi?”

“And I’ll repeat: None of your damn business. But yeah. Do you have a problem with that?”

Again, it wasn’t necessarily a lie.

Was I bisexual? Fuck no. My cock was in no way an equal opportunity employer.

I was somewhat bilingual though. I knew how to ask for a blow job in English and Spanish. I pretended that was what he meant.

Chupame la verga.

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Too Hot to Handle by Tessa Bailey

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Too Hot to Handle by Tessa Bailey

Favorite Quotes

They were roughly the same age, which meant this wasn’t their first rodeo, even if it really, honestly, felt like an inaugural bull ride. He’d be a rougher ride t han a bull.
“You keep on saying my name like that while you spread your legs, beautiful.” He put a palm flat on Rita’s back, pushing her face down on the desk. “Welcome to show-and-tell. You’re going to slide those sexy legs apart and show me where I’ll have the privilege of putting this hungry cock. And I’ll tell you to spread them wider.”
“Push up on your toes and spread. Wider. Wide enough to question your morals later when you look in the mirror.” An involuntary snarl left him. “You’re going to take all of it. You and this gorgeous cunt.”
“This is what’s going to pass for conversation tonight. Small talk is going to be my tongue flicking against your clit until you cry out my name like a swear word. My headboard slapping the wall is going to be our heart-to-heart. And that gorgeous body riding my dick is going to be our nighttime prayers. You with me, Rita?”

Romancing the Clarksons Series Reading Order (can be read standalone)

  1. Too Hot to Handle
  2. Too Wild to Tame
  3. Too Hard to Forget
    3.5. Too Close to Call
    (1001 Dark Nights)
  4. Too Beautiful to Break (September 2017)




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Ride Hard by Laura Kaye

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Ride Hard by Laura Kaye

Favorite Quote

“I just needed my mouth on you like I needed my next breath. And I loved it — your taste, your come on my tongue, your hand pulling my fucking hair.”

Raven Riders Series Reading Order (all can be read standalone)

  1. Ride Hard
  2. Ride Rough
  3. Ride Wild (October 2017)

When I’m With You by Harper Sloan

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When I’m With You by Harper Sloan

Favorite Quotes

If I could find a way to open my eyes, I might find it funny that I can look at my toes at this moment, but when he opens his mouth and loses his wide lips over my core with a hard suck, I’m pretty sure I died.
“No more fucking words but my name. Know who is claiming you. Let the whole fucking world hear who is taking you and making you his.”


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Debauched by Jennifer Dawson

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Debauched by Jennifer Dawson

Favorite Quotes

“I know what you need.”

“What?  Please tell me,”  I arch, silently begging him to go on.

He slips inside my panties.  “You need to be fucked.”  He goes lower.  “Claimed.”  Lower.  “Ruined.”  He circles my clit and I gasp at the slickness, at his words.

His teeth scrape my neck.  “Ripped apart and put back together again.”

He growls, low in my ear, “This, right here, is who you are.  Now be a good girl and come all over my fingers while you think about me fucking this tight little ass of yours.”
Every ounce of dominance I keep in check comes pouring out and she responds, exactly like the good little girl she is, and goes crazy.

Undone Series Reading Order

Crave (Undone Book 1)  ←5 Star Recommendation
Sinful (Undone Book 2)
Unraveled (Undone)←4.5 Star Recommendation


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About Jennifer Dawson:

Jennifer Dawson

Jennifer Dawson is the author of the popular Something New series; spicy, small town romance released with Kensington, and pens the dark and edgy contemporary romance series Undone. Jennifer grew up in the suburbs of Chicago and graduated from DePaul University with a degree in psychology. She met her husband at the public library while they were studying. To this day, she still maintains she was NOT checking him out. Now, over twenty years later, they are married and living in a suburb right outside of Chicago with two awesome kids and a crazy dog. These days Jennifer can be found sitting behind her computer, writing her next novel, chasing after her kids, keeping an ever-watchful eye on her ever-growing to-do list, and NOT checking out her husband. Jennifer loves connecting with her readers and invites you to check out her website, Facebook page, and join Dawson’s Darlings, her private Facebook Fan group. Sign up for her monthly Newsletter for exclusive insider peeks, new release information and more.

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