New Release: Make Me Yours

Make Me Yours


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She wants him, even if only for a moment. He wants her … for a lifetime.

At Darkest Dreams, a club for people with “certain tastes”, Avery watches the mysterious Master Dominic. She wants him, but there is no way she can have him. He’s so far out of her league, and he probably doesn’t even know her name.

Dominic warns everyone to stay away from Avery. She belongs to him, and him alone. The club’s other Doms, however, issue an ultimatum: take her now or lose her. So he offers her a relationship contract they can both enjoy.

Neither Avery nor Dominic want a relationship based only on a contract. The chemistry between them is too strong. Can they survive the changes in their relationship? Or will Avery run away when the truth about Dominic comes out?


Sold for one million dollars…

Emily is shocked to hear that the ex she walked away from has just paid a huge sum of money for the pleasure of her company for one weekend. After seeing her parents’ disaster of a marriage, she doesn’t do commitment, and she doesn’t trust men.

Jason let Emily get away once, but he isn’t going to again. The weekend with her at the Masters’ Resort is his chance to win her back. He was her Dom, and he’s still her boss. Jason is not going to let her go a second time. She will be collared and engaged by Sunday.

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, anal sex, sex toys

These are previously published works (Darkest Dreams and Sold to the Highest Bidder). They have been revised, edited, and combined for Evernight Publishing.


If Emily didn’t have him soon, she’d die with need. The moment his voice filled the auction room she’d been a goner. Jason Young was the best damn Dom in the world as far as she was concerned. He knew what to do with her body, and more times than not he had her screaming with orgasms for hours. His cock pressed against her pussy. Why had she walked away from him? Feeling his shaft pressing against her brought to mind so many brilliant memories. Their time together had been amazing. Jason made her want things she’d never known existed.

He nibbled her neck and unbuttoned the coat covering her body. She’d buttoned up the jacket instinctively. Jason never liked another man staring at her. He could be rather possessive at times.

“You spent a million dollars on me,” she said.

“It’s for a good cause. I wasn’t letting one of those bastards play with you. You’re mine. Always have been and always will be.”

She shut him up with a kiss. He put her on her feet and then tore the jacket from her body. She heard the fabric tear. Emily didn’t care. Her body was on fire for him. She reached for his shirt, pulling it off and then going for the belt holding up his jeans.

Jason tore off the small bikini she wore. Emily stood naked as he stepped out of his jeans. His long, thick cock throbbed. The vein along the side stuck out hard with each pulse of blood flowing into his shaft.

The tip leaked copious amounts of pre-cum. Her mouth watered for a taste of him. She’d missed this and him. Jason always found ways to get past her defenses.

“I see what you want, baby.” He pressed her against the wall. His large hand cupped her cheek and then sank into her hair. “But first I’m going to fuck your gorgeous pussy.”

His lips slammed down on hers. Jason ravished her mouth with kisses. He nipped, sucked, and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She moaned, submitting to what he did. There was no negotiating with him. Jason was not a selfish Dom. She’d be screaming with pleasure in no time.

Their naked bodies rubbed against each other as they kissed. She wanted his dick inside her.

“Fuck me,” she said.

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New Release: I Want More (Bikers Rule MC)

I Want More (Bikers Rule MC)

This is a Brand New Release.


Bikers Rule, 2

Spike is known for messing around, constantly taking whatever pussy he wants. He’s loyal to his club, and would never dream of changing who he is. One night after a party, he decides to take to the road, to clear his head. Something is wrong with him. He no longer wants the club pussy, nor does he get off on watching them be fucked.

That one late-night ride changes everything.

Star is used to being bullied by people. Even though she has dropped several dress sizes, they still bully her. Now a very handsome man is protecting her, and it is … surreal. He’s a biker and he’s dangerous, but she can’t resist.

How can it be possible for two strangers to find happiness? Can Spike share his club with her? 
Does he even want to? Or will they keep that distance between them forever?



He placed his hand on her hip, trying to keep her still so that she didn’t feel the pressure of his dick digging against her ass.

Her body was so soft and curvy compared to his. He was having fantasies about her pussy wrapped around him, and that was not helping.

“Take a sip of your beer,” he said.

She did as he asked, and turned her face toward him. “It’s horrible.”

“The taste will grow on you.”

She shrugged.

He sipped his own beer, and when he couldn’t stand it anymore, he took her bottle from her, and led her onto the dance floor.

“You seem in a really weird mood tonight,” she said.

Spike took her hands when she held them by her sides, and placed them on his shoulders. “You have no idea what you’re doing,” he said.

“And you do?”

“As a matter of fact, I do.” He placed his hands on her ass pulling her in close. Not caring that she felt his erect cock, he focused on her. The rest of the bar fell away until it was only the two of them.

“What’s that, Spike?” she asked.

“That is my cock, and yes, it’s all for you.”

Her cheeks were flushed, and he watched as she licked her lips. Even though they were in a crowded room, he wanted her to feel surrounded by nothing but him.

“I wonder if I could make you change your mind,” he said, knowing he was confusing her. She didn’t have a clue that he wanted her, and that he was trying to seduce her.

He swayed her hips, keeping her against him. With one hand on her ass, he used the other to sink into her hair. He was much taller than she was, so he could easily command her to do as he wished.

“There is one thing I want to know,” he said.


He slammed his lips down on hers. Plunging his tongue inside her mouth, he finally tasted her. For the past three weeks, every single night when he’d watched her leave his bike, he had been wanting to know exactly how she tasted.

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New Release: Some Sugar (Curvy Women Wanted)

Some Sugar (Curvy Women Wanted)


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Curvy Women Wanted, 3

Faith Bryant has two problems. One, she can’t stand her neighbor, and two, she can’t stop thinking about him. Hunter Graham is sexy, sinful, and totally off-limits. For a year, he’s played the main role in all of her fantasies. Only now, she doesn’t want him there. After seeing a few women—and a couple of men—leave his apartment crying, she knows he’s a bad guy.

Then he even wants to borrow some of her sugar. How dare he?

All he wanted was a cup of sugar!

Hunter is a life coach. He breaks all the rules to help his clients any way that he can. When it comes to his beautiful, curvy neighbor, he’s played the gentleman, even though he wants to do nothing more than fuck her.

Now he thinks she’s a bitch, and she thinks he’s a womanizer. When the truth is revealed, who will cave first? Can two people overcome their first impressions to find passion beneath, and maybe even love?

Be Warned: spanking


Their meal was lovely, and even though he couldn’t remember what they ate, he knew it was delicious. She captivated him in a way no other woman had.

It was strange having her drive them back to their apartment, and even stranger to be following her up to the same floor.

“So, this is me,” she said, nodding at her door.

“This is me also,” he said.

“Do you still need that sugar?”

He shook his head. “No. While you were entertaining my friend I was out buying some.”

She licked her lips, and he noticed her gaze fall to his. Suddenly, she shook her head, and turned toward her door. “I really enjoyed tonight, and thank you for the dinner.”

Hunter couldn’t do it. He couldn’t let her go into her apartment without her knowing exactly what he wanted.

Reaching out, he grabbed her arm, and pressed her against the door. Sinking his fingers into her hair, he tilted her head up. “I need to have one little taste.” Slamming his lips down on hers, he claimed her. Sliding his tongue against her mouth, he heard her gasp. He felt her hands sliding up his arms, and sinking into his hair, holding him close. The door stopped him from moving this into her apartment. His cock pressed against her stomach, and he wanted inside her.

All of her lush curves were driving him crazy.

“I need you,” he said, pulling away.

Her plump lips were now red from his kiss. He couldn’t help but lick his own.

“I’m sorry.”

“No, you’re not,” she said.

He smiled. “You’re right, I’m not. I want you, Faith. I want to fuck you, and I’ve wanted to do that since the first day I met you. We started over, and I just thought you should know that.” He stepped away, leaving her to make the final decision.


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New Release: Easy (Trojans MC)

Easy (Trojans MC)


Trojans MC, 7

From the moment that Brass saw Eliza, he knew he was going to have her. But having her isn’t the problem. Keeping her is. Eliza always looks so skittish, as if she is waiting for something bad to happen. When she finally tells him the truth about her father’s control over her life, Brass knows he will do everything in his power to protect her—even take on her father.

Eliza is used to men being bought off. No one wants to stay with the fat girl, and they would certainly rather have a big wad of fat money than have her. All she has ever wanted is a guy to love her, desire her, want her. Could that man be Brass?

The Trojans are going through a trying time, and with it, they don’t have the need for another old lady who could leave them. Brass not only has to prove to the club that Eliza is the one, he must prove it to the woman he loves. When her father finally comes to town intent on destroying everything connected to Eliza, can the Trojans band together to fight an unusual enemy, one with both power and money?

Be Warned: anal sex, sex toys, public exhibition


“This is my apartment, babe. I went to get you coffee. Fat, ugly ass? Do I need to spank you for that shit?”

She shook her head. “No, not at all. I told you about Darcy, my supposed husband to be?”

“Yeah, you may have mentioned him when I was balls deep inside your sweet pussy.” He handed her a steaming cup of takeout coffee. The bag he had in his other hand smelled delicious. Brass, last name and even first name unknown, but she didn’t care. She was just basking in the fun with him. Never had she been able to be herself, and yet, Brass demanded it.

“Well it’s what he told me. He’s gay. Has a guy who he actually sleeps with. It kind of sucks really, to be honest.”

“Wait, wait, wait. You’re telling me that the guy your father wants you to marry likes dudes? He takes dick?”

“I guess he is. He also gives it.” She had walked into his office when he had been giving it to his boyfriend. It had been a real eye opener. “Do you have a problem with that?”

“I don’t give a shit about a guy’s preference. Personally, I love a good pair of tits, a nice tight pussy, and with you, I actually like talking to you.”

“Wow, thank you.” She chuckled. She had stayed in Vale Valley a couple of weeks, and had found that Brass wasn’t being mean, or blunt. This was simply who he was. There was no underlying motive. He loved to fuck, ride his bike, and party. The partying wasn’t really her scene, and apart from going to see Knuckles and Beth’s wedding, she hadn’t participated in any of the parties. She wasn’t going to give Brass a reason to send her on her merry way. She was known for being a stick in the mud, and right now, she wanted to enjoy the small freedom she had been given.

There would come a time she had to give up, but until then, she was going to try to keep this happiness for some time.

“It’s not that, babe, you know it. I just—he told you that you were fat and ugly.”

“Yes. His demands in marrying me were that I’m to give the show of loyal, forgiving wife, and even though he can have a man of his own, I’m not allowed any.” She shrugged. “I guess this is what you call a little rebellion. Sounds great, huh?”

Brass put down the coffee and bag of food down. Her stomach chose that moment to growl. “You’re hurt?”

“No, I’m not hurt.” She blew out a breath. “Okay, maybe I am. Growing up I always wanted to have the kind of marriage you read about in books or see in the movies.” She felt the tears starting to build, and she took a breath. Years of keeping them at bay, the training wasn’t forgotten, and she wasn’t about to spill them over. She stared down at her hands. “It’s silly.”

“It’s not silly.” He placed a finger beneath her chin and tilted her head back. “Never believe that something like that can be silly. Wanting that kind of shit, it’s natural.”

“Did you?”

“No. I didn’t want to be. My folks were constantly at each other’s throats,” he said.

“My parents pretended the other didn’t exist. I’m not trying to get pity or anything. It’s just the way it is.” She pressed her hands against his chest, not to push him away, just because she wanted to touch him.

“You’re not okay, are you, baby?”

“I am. It’s just … talking with my dad always makes me feel like I failed. Like I fucked up big time.” She tried not to care what he thought, but the truth was, she did. She cared a lot. “I can’t even marry the right man.”

Brass stroked her cheek, and she stared into his eyes, finding comfort in his stare. He was big, so powerful. She loved it when his muscular, inked arms surrounded her. The way he groaned each time his cock plunged inside her as if he couldn’t hold in the pleasure.

“You’re thinking dirty thoughts right now, aren’t you?”

“A little bit.”

He slammed his lips down on hers, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, forgetting about the coffee, and everything else. His hands were on her back, pushing up her sweater, and flicking the catch of her bra. She should care that he knew how to do that, and with such ease, and yet she didn’t.

His experience was her gain. Brass shoved her against the wall, and gathered up her skirt, and tearing away her panties. “What have I told you about wearing these?” he asked.

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Guests: Lydia Michaels & Allyson Young



(#DOS Part One)
Release Date: February
28, 2017
debut novel of a masterfully emotional, high stakes trilogy that will have
readers forfeiting tradition to gamble with love…
December and Austin have a traditional, storybook marriage
complete with defined roles. Married young, they’ve shared nearly a decade of
passion and love. December’s submissive nature is perfectly suited for her
husband’s authoritative, yet adoring personality and he seamlessly holds the
indisputable role of head of the household.
But Austin harbors secrets, and the pressure of losing his job
makes those festering skeletons impossible to ignore.
Turning to alcohol instead of his wife, Austin finally drives
December into the arms of their closest friend, Cord, despite her intense
loyalty. Cord has loved December since the day they met. His moral compass is
challenged and lines are blurred when Austin steps aside and insists Cord take
his place.
all, Austin must face a harsh truth. Take control of his life, or forever lose
the woman he loves. 
book contains subject matter suitable for mature reading audiences. Some
content may be offensive to sensitive readers. Degrees of Separation is a
ménage trilogy with many emotionally graphic encounters and challenging
situations that break the rules of traditional romance.
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It was like he no longer saw her, just looked right through her,
when she used to be all he could see in the whole world. No matter what she
did, he stayed away—alone—wandering through the house at night and sleeping all
day. She had pride too, and he’d been chipping away at it, scarring her with
deep tattoos of doubt.
Something happened to a woman when her husband no longer touched
her. First there were the superficial frustrations of unrequited desire, but
then it became something worse. The insecurity, fear, and uncertainty ate away
at her insides.
Her self-esteem fractured, perhaps beyond repair. Tiny little
shards of self-worth were all she had left. Even if he came to her now, begging
and full of apologies, she feared someone might get cut.


This rut seemed to get deeper and darker every day. She was
losing sight of the light and worried she’d never see herself out. She needed
to feel alive, feel something. She needed to reclaim control and pull herself
back to her feet, which was why this job with Cord was imperative.
Author Bios
Lydia Michaels is the award winning author of 30 romance novels.
Her novels from the darkly compelling Surrender Trilogy were iBooks
Bestsellers and her work has been featured in USA Today. In 2015 she was
the winner of The Best of Bucks Award and she has been nominated as Best Author
in the Happenings Magazine two years running [2015 & 2016]. She is a four
time nominee for the prestigious RONE Award. Her books are
intellectual, emotional, haunting, always centered around love.
Allyson Young lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada with her
husband and numerous pets. A best selling Amazon author, she has written for many years and
after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at
penning one. She has now published three series and several stand alones in
contemporary, sci fi, fantasy and suspense genres. Allyson will write
until whatever is inside is satisfied, until the heroes man up and the heroines
get what they deserves. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the darker
side of romance.

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Hey everyone,

Today was supposed to be a release day but because this is was once released with All Romance, Amazon is having a little bit of an issue with allowing to be released. My publisher, however, is working to get it live there. Until then, I figured I would share the current release info.

Warning: This is a previously released book that was once titled, Screwed.

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Bikers Rule, 1

He intended to screw the enemy, not fall for her…

Jesse Jenkins is not the kind of man to settle down or follow rules. He does what he likes, and who he likes, whenever he likes. When the President of the Demons MC asks him for a favor, he figures it shouldn’t be too hard at all. Just seduce the rival president’s daughter, get the information they need, and get out.

Piper Rix doesn’t trust men easily and being the Hell’s Charter MC President’s daughter doesn’t help with her trust issues, either. She’s remained a virgin because no man wants a fat woman, and that’s how she sees herself. So when Jesse starts spending time with her, she’s suspicious of his intentions.

When Piper finds out the truth about being used, she’s heartbroken. But Jessie’s never been one to give up. He’s discovered his pretend feelings have become very real and he’s determined to claim the woman he loves for his own.

This is a previously published work. It has been revised and edited for Evernight Publishing.

Be Warned: anal sex, spanking


The romance novels she’d been reading were of the erotic variety. His talk didn’t offend her but excited her.

“I know what you’re thinking. I did my research on those books, Piper. You’re a hot woman at heart. You just need the right man to bring out your dirty side.” He stroked her clit, and she shuddered in his arms, unused to being touched by fingers other than her own.

“Jesse,” she said, gasping for breath.

“If you’re scared, tell me to stop. I’d never force you against your will.”

“I don’t want you to stop.”

Once again he spun her to face him.

“Good, because I don’t want to stop. You’re mine now, baby.”

She liked the idea of being owned by him.

“No other man knows your body. Only I want that pleasure, do you understand?”


“Good. Sit down on the sofa.”

Stepping away from him, confused by his order, Piper took a seat on the sofa like he told her.

She stared up the length of him, watching as he tore his shirt off, revealing the many tattoos decorating his body. His arms were covered in different designs, and his body was like a landscape of hell. The designs were perfect, not revolting.

“Why did you get these,” she asked, reaching out to touch his chest. Heat radiated off him, and the electricity from the touch made her gasp.

“I love getting ink. Haven’t you ever thought about it, getting ink on your body?” he asked.

Piper shook her head. Letting anyone see her body was not high on her list of things to do by a certain age.

“We’ll take care of that. I own you now. You’re mine.”