Craving the truly definitive submissive experience she has yearned for all her adult life, Alexis Stewart marshals her courage to commit to a month of training at The Compound. There she is placed in the hands of Master John, a stern Dominant with a reputation as an uncompromising taskmaster. Despite rigorous 24/7 sexual submission, erotic torture, endurance training, and punishment, Alexis smashes again and again against self-imposed walls of resistance that keep her from attaining her goal.

After intelligence analyst Sarah James is sent to infiltrate an underground organization known for its ritualistic sexual practices, she soon finds herself signing a contract that gives the group permission to train her for absolute submission to the men in charge, including punishing any disobedience as they see fit. When she fails to comply with an order to strip naked for an intimate inspection, Sarah is given a punishment strapping, followed by a thorough, humiliating medical exam while her bottom is still burning hot and sore.

Jaime Shepard fantasizes about being bound in chains - her heart, body and soul the possession of a Master who won't hesitate to take what he wants. Unfortunately, exploring dreams of sensual submission has taken a backseat to the daily grind of life. Yet she never feels more alive, more vital, more herself than when engaging in a scene at one of the local BDSM clubs.

Dr. Marissa Roberts takes charge and saves lives by day but spends lonely nights embracing fantasies of erotic submission. When a close friend encourages her to explore her submissive longings, Marissa agrees to an evaluation to become a member of The Power Exchange, an exclusive local BDSM club. With that act, a door is opened to Marissa, and her longstanding fantasies may just become reality.

Part of the scene for years, Skylar craves submission but has yet to find a dom who doesn’t need instruction. Topping from the bottom becomes a way of life, but it leaves her wondering whether she’s really cut out for the lifestyle. When she wins a charity raffle for a free week at a new BDSM resort, Skylar vows to explore her darkest fantasies, once and for all.

Jonathan Drazen is a beautiful, damaged billionaire with a taste for obedience. Monica is a struggling musician who obeys no man. But she just made a wager with him - one she's sure she can win. If she loses, she spends the night under his command. If she wins...it doesn't matter. She just found out Jonathan doesn't lose his bets, and his women always end up where he wants them.

When she is chosen by a powerful executive to participate in a high-stakes competition waged within her company, 21-year-old Natalie Smith has no idea what to expect. It is only after her hesitation to strip and present herself for a humiliating inspection ends up earning her a painful spanking that Natalie begins to realize how incredibly shameful the event will be for her. Natalie will be bared and displayed before an attentive audience, and as the contest progresses she will be punished, used, and enjoyed by her stern, handsome partner and sometimes even rival players as well.

I’m the right-hand man of the mafia king. She’s a girl with a past she’s desperate to hide. But I need something from her. And I know she won’t help me. Not willingly. She’ll need some persuading. Lucky for her, I can do that. Something about this girl makes me curious, though, and it’s more than the scars that line her back. 

Logan Crowne needs one year from Ella. Twelve months living in his house, holding his hand, wearing his ring on her finger, and in exchange, she’ll get her father’s company in the divorce settlement. They have one year to convince his skeptical parents that they’re happily in love, and he’s settled enough to run Crowne Industries. Ella wants the company badly enough to live with a man who will never love her. She’ll sleep in his room and kiss him for show.

Bennett Sharp is on the run. Wanted for piracy, she fears neither God nor death nor man. Except Priest Farrell. 

It should have been simple. Go to the ball, meet the prince, and secure his patronage for my favorite charity. But beneath the mask, the brooding beast of a man was not at all who I expected. He was dark and intense and eerily quiet. When I left, I could still feel the ghost of his touch branded into my skin. He haunted my dreams, but I never expected to see him again. Then he came for me.

When reserved flight attendant Bianca gets one look at billionaire hotel owner James Cavendish, she loses all of her hard-won composure. For a girl who can easily juggle a tray of champagne flutes at 35,000 feet in three inch heels, she finds herself shockingly weak-kneed from their first encounter. The normally unruffled Bianca can't seem to look away from his electrifying turquoise gaze. They hold a challenge, and a promise, that she finds impossible to resist, and she is a girl who is used to saying no and meaning it.

We were 16 the night she was violently assaulted while I helplessly watched. I’ll never forget the sounds of her suffering. Or my inconsolable agony when she left Oklahoma. Years later, she returns to honor our teenage pact. Except the boy she loved is gone, replaced by a ruthless cattle rancher knotted with secrets. She doesn’t know my dark cravings or the trails of sin that lead to her. I don’t deserve her, but one truth remains: She’s mine.

I don't like to be touched. I'm the hacker-geek-goddess of the FBI. When I'm hiding behind my screen, I'm a safe distance from everyone; isolated, powerful. No man has ever touched me, but when I'm captured by Colombian drug lord Andrés Moreno, I no longer have the right to refuse. He's scarred and scary, and his cruel brother Cristian has tasked him with breaking me. I try to fight, but I can't escape his strong arms and harsh discipline. He demands that I accept his touch, and my virgin body can't help but respond to his masterful manipulations.

USA Today best-selling author Jane Henry delivers a high-stakes, gritty story of forbidden romance, devastation, and taboo love that knows no bounds. She's barely legal. Under my protection. Fully off-limits. But all mine.