They call me Scarlett Heat — not because I blush easily, but because I burn. I’m the flame your self-control melts in. The spark behind the ache you don’t admit. And the woman who knows exactly what you need, even…

Priya had long since given up on finding a companion.  Centuries of searching had produced no satisfying results.  What she really wanted was a steady supply of fresh blood and that required her to capture unsuspecting maidens. Growing more adept…

Colden awoke.  At least, he thought he was awake.  There must’ve been a blindfold over his eyes because he couldn’t actually see anything.  His senses were heightened in this new darkness, though.  The smell of the damp permeated his nostrils…

Vivienne moaned softly beneath him. The fire had long since died down. The room was dim, the scent of pine and sex thick in the air. Outside, the trees swayed in slow, lazy motion. Inside, Jack’s hips rocked into her…

The boardroom was pristine—glass walls, polished wood table, subtle lighting. A screen dominated one end, ready for presentations. A fresh pot of coffee steamed at the side. Tyrone stood near the door, dressed immaculately in a black suit. Juliette stood…