Grace Kinsella is social. But she likes the anonymity of being a blue bird on Twitter where she can shoot arrows of pithy filth at her favorite movie star. Virtual love is right up her alley. Vaughn Asher is dominant. But only in private. A former child-actor turned mega-movie action hero, Vaughn knows how to navigate a world filled with paparazzi, avoid the tabloids, and have his fun too. Worlds collide on Saint Thomas when Grace comes face to face with the muse who has propelled her into dirty-tweeting stardom online. And he's got an offer she can't refuse. After all, how many people get a...

Eighteen is hard. And so is Mateo Alesci. Hard to read, hard to predict, hard in every way that counts. He wants things from me. Dirty things, nasty things, forbidden things. And I have to give in. His attention is completely inappropriate, but I can't say no. The way he looks at me... the way he watches me through my bedroom window... the way he drags me deeper and deeper into his completely forbidden fantasy just... turns me on. He knows it turns me on. He holds all the power. He holds all the cards. He holds my entire future in his hands. And I have to give in. Because Mr. Alesci is my...

WHAT IF... you fell in love with a supervillain? Everyone needs a hero. That's what Detective Molly Masters tells me. "What we need," she says, "what the whole world needs," she pleads, "is a champion." The only thing I want to talk about with Molly Masters is how I'd like to make her scream my name when I push her up against a wall, slide my hand up her thigh, and live out my wildest fantasies. "Someone who will fight against injustice," she says. I'll fight against anything you want, honey. Just come a little closer. "Someone who will stand tall in the face of adversity," she says. I'll do...

What if you had a second chance to reunite with the only girl you ever loved? RK Saber ran from tragedy five years ago when his car went over the side of a mountain in a prom-night crash. Unable to cope with the loss, classically trained musician, RK, left home and became the front man for global rock-band sensation, Son of a Jack. Five members. Five best friends. Five rising stars burning so bright, they had to know it couldn't last. When tragedy strikes again and the band goes from five to two, RK is sentenced to... home. Back to the place where all his nightmares started. Back to the...

Weston Conrad is the best headhunter in the business. That handsome smile goes a long way towards convincing most people to trust him with their future. I'm not most people. I'm his direct competition. And it doesn't hurt to be just the kind of woman he's been looking for. I'm gonna flash you these legs, Weston Conrad. I'm gonna wear low-cut shirts and micro-mini skirts. I'm gonna dazzle you with wit and conversation and kiss those lips like they're exactly what I've been waiting for. So don't hate me when you figure out my secret. You understand, right? You're Mr. Corporate and this is just...

Paxton Vance isn't as cryptic as he thinks. That broody nature and tough-guy exterior aren't fooling me one bit. I know everything about him. I listen in on his most personal phone calls. I read his mail before he does. I even know what his mother got him for Christmas last year. You're the man of my dreams, Paxton Vance. You just don't know it yet. But don't worry, I'll remind you. I'm here to give you everything you need, before you know you need it. So don't get defensive because I take a challenge seriously. You have to open up to someone, and that someone is me. Besides, you can't stay...

Oliver Shrike thinks ahead. He likes to make lists and tick off boxes. He plans, he plots, and he's got everything under control. Until one day he sees my videos on his dating site. The private erotic videos I make just for him. When I'm looking at the camera I can practically see his face. Hear the internal arguments. Feel his desire. Because I'm that kind of woman. You should delete my videos, Oliver Shrike. It's your job to keep that dating site on the up and up. But you don't, do you? You watch them. You get off to them. You crave them. Every week I make a new one with you in mind. I've...

I've never been afraid of the dark...but that doesn't mean I wanted to live in it. And maybe everyone wants what they can't have, but I should've thought it over before I accepted the key and unlocked the door to their forbidden world. Number One is mostly silent. He watches me with them very carefully. His gaze never wanders. His interest never wanes. Number Two is mostly gentle. But it's the other side of him I like best. The wild side. Number Three is mostly reserved. He refuses to cross the line. Even when I beg. It was carnal, it was sensual, and it was erotic. That's it. That's all it...