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Unraveled | Eight delicious tales of passion ...
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Yours To Take by Cathryn Fox
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Cowboy’s Way Excerpt by Cathryn Fox
Yield to Me by Sarah Castille
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Against The Ropes Excerpt
Complete Abandon by Julia Kent
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Her First Billionaire Excerpt
Three Little Words by Lauren Hawkeye
Chapter One- Two Years Ago
Chapter Four- Present Day
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Taken by Storm by Opal Carew
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His To Command Excerpt
How To Choose A Cowboy by Daire St. Denis
Chapter Nine - Wade
Chapter Ten - Wade
Chapter Eleven – Wade
Chapter Twelve – Wade
Chapter Thirteen - Wade
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Chapter Nine – Connor
Chapter Ten – Connor
Chapter Eleven – Connor
Chapter Twelve – Connor
Chapter Thirteen – Connor
Chapter Fourteen – Connor
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Eight delicious tales of passion ...
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The Unraveled Boxed Set—featuring all new material
from eight bestselling authors!
This book contains stories that may excite you, particularly if you like alpha males, singly or in pairs,
who will use any and every means possible to realize a woman's darkest fantasies and most hidden
desires, from commands to cuffs, and from ropes to ribbons.18+
YOURS TO TAKE by Cathryn Fox
Revenge takes on a sexy twist when a powerhouse lawyer is stripped of her control by the handsome
multi-millionaire she once took down in the courtroom.
YIELD TO ME by Sarah Castille
An ambitious MMA fighter struggles to resist her attraction to the dangerously sexy fight coach who
awakens in her secret desires that could destroy her fighting career.
COMPLETE ABANDON by Julia Kent
Six months after having her baby, Laura finds that her relationships have cooled, even as her naughty
desires heat up her eReader. When their best friends take the baby for an overnight, Mike and Dylan
show Laura just how alpha they can both be, as Laura surrenders herself to them with complete
THREE LITTLE WORDS by Lauren Hawkeye
Two years ago serious law student Malachi Hunter broke wild child Adele Cavanaugh’s heart. When
Mal is thrown back into her life... and she meets Dorian Marshall, a bad boy with a soft spot for her...
Adele doesn’t know how to choose just one when they both help to ease her pain.
TAKEN BY STORM by Opal Carew
Jessica doesn't like to take risks, but when she's almost run over by a red hot rock musician named
Storm on his motorcycle, she realizes that some risks are worth taking.
HOW TO CHOOSE A COWBOY by Daire St. Denis
When Tessa Savage is forced to choose between two hunky cowboys while vacationing at the Lazy L
Dude Ranch, she finds herself at a loss; the Marlboro Man look-a-like or the fun-loving exhibitionist.
Help Tessa decide in this smokin’ hot interactive tale.
THE VAMPIRE DESIGN by Vivi Anna
A naive young artist travels through Europe searching for the most infamous painter ever to live...
who also happens to be a 300 year old vampire.
ANYTHING HE WANTS: ATONEMENT by Sara Fawkes
Jeremiah and Lucy have been through the fire and barely escaped with their lives, but can their love
survive the real world?
Yours To Take by Cathryn Fox
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“Please tell me you’re not serious?”
Jaw slack, and hands planted on the small round table, Rebecca Andrews stared at her three best
friends, hardly able to believe what they were suggesting.
Lilliana James closed her palm over Rebecca’s hand and gave a reassuring squeeze. Even though
the lights had been dimmed in their favorite New York piano bar, a place where they all convened
after a challenging day in the courtroom, Rebecca didn’t miss the sympathy in her friend’s big brown
eyes when she said, “Come on, Becs, you know as well as I do that you need a vacation.”
crystal stemware in a highly suggestive manner that had Rebecca’s thoughts careening in an erotic
direction. She smirked and added, “What she needs is to get laid. Plain and simple.”
“Good God,” Rebecca murmured under her breath, hoping like hell no one in the near vicinity
could hear her tell-it-like-it-is friend.
“Don’t even try to deny it,” Melanie challenged playfully, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
As their conversation headed south—literally—Rebecca fished her olive out of the martini glass
and gestured the bartender for another, having decided then and there that this was the perfect
occasion to overturn her two two-drink rule. Hell, who could blame her for wanting to consume
copious amounts of alcohol after discovering her well-meaning friends wanted to send her to some
sort of sex club on a private island off the coast of Nova Scotia?
She chewed on her olive as her glance went to the tickets on the table—one for a resort called
Freedom, the other for the private charter that was scheduled to fly her there first thing tomorrow.
Groaning, she took in the other patrons seated around them, many of whom were colleagues, their
identities masked by the lounge’s dark lighting and intimate seating. She leaned forward, desperate to
keep this embarrassing conversation private, and arched an accusing brow. “How long have you three
been scheming this up, anyway?”
“Just a few weeks now,” Melanie answered.
Rebecca did the mental math, her thoughts rewinding to three weeks ago, then shook her head,
suddenly understanding what this was really all about. “Look, Jon didn’t break up with me. I broke
up with him.” When her rebuttal was met with silence, she desperately searched for an alliance in the
group. Her glance met Sophie’s and she cast her a pleading look.
But Sophie simply shrugged and said, “Just like you broke up with Justin, Matthew, Phillip...”
“And we know, we know,” Melanie said, rolling her eyes. “You just weren’t compatible.”
Rebecca held her hands up, palms out. “Okay, fine. I get it. You’re saying I’m too picky.” She
frowned, and added, “It’s just that...well, we weren’t...they weren’t,” she paused, unable to put in to
words what she truly felt. How could she explain what was missing from those relationships, when
she couldn’t identify it herself?
She took a moment to consider the men from her past. Not only were they successful, kind and
generous, they were also deeply considerate lovers. Any woman in her right mind would jump at the
chance to date any one of those men. She sighed inwardly. Okay, perhaps the problem really did lie
with her, and she was the one who wasn’t in her right mind. But she just couldn’t seem to find a man
that suited her.
If only she could figure out what it was that was lacking...
Oddly enough her thoughts drifted back to last year’s trial against Montgomery Charters,
specifically to Quinn Montgomery, owner of the airline, and one of the world’s youngest, self-made
millionaires. Rebecca always prided herself on being calm, cool and collected, inside the courtroom
and out, but there was just something about that man’s steely command that threw her off her game.
Whenever she met those intense black eyes from across the table, eyes that looked like they could see
into the depth of her soul, something always compelled her to shy away. She wasn’t sure what it was
about the powerful tycoon that had her reacting in such a peculiar way, she only knew that he had the
ability to rattle her hard-earned control, and because of it, she needed to keep her distance.
The bartender stepped up to the table with fresh drinks, and as his presence pulled her thoughts
back to the conversation at hand, Rebecca shook her head, wondering why she was thinking of the
powerful and enigmatic Quinn Montgomery after all this time.
Perhaps it was the fact that her friends had booked her flight through his airline...or perhaps it was
something else entirely. Either way, he was a man she never wanted to come up against again,
because the next time she wasn’t so sure she could keep her composure.
“It’s just a weekend away to relax, let you hair down.” Melanie waved a dismissive hand like what
they were suggesting was nothing more than an innocent day at the spa. Except what they wanted her
to do had sex, sin and seduction written all over it. “Maybe at Freedom you’ll learn to relax and stop
trying to be in control of everything all the time.”
Rebecca squared her shoulders and tucked a long, loose strand of hair back into the bun piled at the
top of her head. “Hey, I don’t always have to be in control of everything.”
Her rebuttal was met with laughter. Okay, so maybe it was true, but it wasn’t her fault. She’d
come from nothing and had to work hard to get where she was, and it wasn’t easy to loosen up and let
go. Controlling every aspect of her life was how she got to where she was today.
And where is that, some inner voice asked, only to answer with, alone every night, with nothing but
a battery-operated friend to keep you warm.
Sophie squeezed her hand and Rebecca looked up to meet a pair of big blue eyes full of genuine
concern. “You’ve been so uptight that we just thought you could use a bit of time to yourself.”
Melanie bobbed her head. “And you never know, while you’re away maybe you’ll figure out what
it is you’re looking for in a man.”
“At a sex resort?”
“It’s not a sex resort,” Lilliana reassured her. “It’s just a place where single people go to meet
Slipping into lawyer mode, Rebecca challenged, “But when you say others, you mean the opposite
sex right? So in my book that’s a sex resort.” Rebecca picked up the ticket and turned it over in her
hand, but as she thought about it, really, really thought about what her friend’s were offering her, her
body began warming in the most intimate places. She wet her suddenly dry lips, her nipples
tightening as she envisioned the salacious activities that undoubtedly took place on the exclusive
A strange garbled noise caught in her throat and she shook her head to clear it. God, she must be
crazy—and the jury was still out on that—because for a moment there she actually found herself
considering their ludicrous offer.
Rebecca squinted to read the fine print. “Is this place even legal?”
“Of course it is, and you leave first thing in the morning.” Melanie snatched the ticket and shoved
it into Rebecca’s purse; her way of saying the topic was no longer up for debate.
Rebecca stiffened. “I don’t think—”
“Which is why we’re doing the thinking for you,” Lillian countered.
“If you’re not at the airport by nine sharp, I’ll personally drag you from your bed and take you
there.” Melanie finished her drink, and grinned. “And don’t come back until you’ve had at least a
“And we don’t want to hear a peep from you until Monday morning, when we’ll meet you at the
office to hear all the juicy details,” Lilliana said. “If you call before then, we won’t answer.”
“That’s right,” Sophie added, pointing to Rebecca’s purse. “You’ve just been gifted with a ticked
* * *
Quinn Montgomery took one look at the flight manifest and felt his cock swell with an excitement he
hadn’t felt in a long time. As the Dom in him stirred to life, he carefully set the paper on his desk and
took two measured steps to his office window. He adjusted his tie and blinked against the bright
morning rays glistening on the wings of the Cessna idling quietly on the tarmac below. He turned his
attention to his ground crew, who were performing maintenance checks before today’s scheduled
flights, but his thoughts were too preoccupied with the names on his manifest, one name in particular,
to follow their progress.
Now what were the odds that the lawyer who’d cost his company hundreds of thousands of dollars
had booked a charter on one of his crafts? A charter to a hedonistic resort, nonetheless.
His mind raced back to last year’s trial, and to the lawsuit Ms. Andrews’ client never should have
won. How it was his company’s fault that Ms. Andrews’ client had booked a package though a shady
travel agent, only to find herself alone and stranded on Nantucket Island during one of the year’s worst
storm was beyond him. Yet in the end, his company had to go good for the damages, as well as the
mental stress and loss of wages that the woman had allegedly suffered.
Quinn’s mouth twitched and he scrubbed his hand over his chin as he rolled back and forth on the
balls of his feet. While the money was only a drop in the bucket for his company, the tricks the
lawyer had used to get what she wanted from him, left him wanting to use a few tricks of his own—to
get what he wanted from her.
Oh yeah, watching her from the hot seat during his trial, watching that sharp tongue of hers in
action, had him wanting to find other ways to put that smart mouth of her to work. Heat prowled
through his body as he thought about how Ms. Andrews kept her control close, kept her body poised
and her head held high. But during the proceeding, every time her glance had landed on him and she
lowered her gaze in a submissive move, he knew she was in denial. Damned if he didn’t want to be
the one to open her eyes and her body, and put her in touch with her deeper needs.
Even though they’d never crossed paths since the trial, she’d consumed his thoughts for well over
a year now. He’d spent many nights thinking about the ways he’d like to strip her bare and give her
ass a good hard paddling for wrongfully stealing money from his company. But the truth was, what he