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I was supposed to be safe from the lottery. Set apart for a man who would treat me with dignity. But as I'm probed and examined in the most intimate, shameful ways imaginable while the hulking alien king who just spanked me looks on approvingly, I know one thing for certain. This brute didn't end up with me by chance. He wanted me, so he found a way to take me. He'll savor every blush as I stand bare and on display for him, every plea for mercy as he punishes my defiance, and every quivering climax as he slowly masters my virgin body. I'll be his before he even claims me.

Until mere moments ago, I was a doctor heading home after my shift at the hospital. But that was before I was forced into the back seat of an SUV, then bared and spanked for trying to escape. Now I'm just leverage for the Cabello brothers to use against my father, but it isn't the thought of being held hostage by these brutes that has my heart racing and my whole body quivering. It is the way they're looking at me...Like they're about to tear my clothes off and take turns mounting me like wild beasts. Like they own me.

My father arranged for me to marry the heir to the Santorelli crime family, but it was my brutally sexy soon-to-be husband who chased me down and spanked my ass red when I tried to run. By the time I spoke my vows, I'd already come harder than I ever have in my life while this ruthless undercover agent turned mafia boss claimed me right there in the bridal dressing room. But being led down the aisle with his seed slick on my thighs was just the beginning. Because he's not going to be gentle with his bride. Not even on her wedding night.

Isabella Adams is a brilliant scientist, but her latest discovery has made her a target of Russian assassins. I've been assigned to protect her, and when her reckless behavior puts her in danger, she'll learn in the most shameful of ways what it means to be under the command of a Marine.

The first time I saw Austin, he was hitchhiking. I stopped to give him a lift, but I didn't end up taking this big, rough former marine wherever he was heading. He was far too busy taking me. When Francesca Montgomery pulled up beside me, I didn't know who she was, but I knew what she needed, and I gave it to her. Long, hard, and thoroughly, until she was screaming my name as she climaxed over and over with her quivering bare bottom still sporting the marks from my belt.

When I went to an author convention, I didn't expect to find myself enjoying a rooftop meal with the sexiest cover model in the business, let alone screaming his name in bed later that night.

He doesn't play by the rules. He makes them. The first time Dimitrios Nomikos made me scream his name, I'd run from him and he'd caught me, bared me, and spanked my ass bright red. The second time I was bound to his bed, naked and helpless as this billionaire Greek mafia kingpin who's known me since I was a little girl flipped me over and took me in the most shameful way possible. But I won't be running from him again tonight. Because today he made me his wife. Publisher's Note: The Boss is the first book in the Vengeful Empire series but can be read as a standalone.

If you're forced to come to an arrangement with someone as dangerous as Jagger Calduchi, it means he's about to take what he wants, and you'll give it to him...even if it's your body. I got caught snooping where I didn't belong, and Jagger made me an offer I couldn't refuse. A week with him where his rules are the only rules, or his bought-and-paid-for cops take me to jail.

Catherine's father conspired to have my father killed, and that debt to the Benedetti family must be settled. Just as he took something from me, I will take something from him. His daughter. She will be mine to punish and ravage, but when she suffers, it will not be for his sins. It will be for my pleasure. She will beg, but it will be for me to claim her in the most shameful ways imaginable. She will scream, but it will be because she doesn't think she can bear another climax. But when she surrenders at last, it will not be to her captor. It will be to her husband.

I tried to put one man in prison. Then three men took me hostage. I knew going after one of the most powerful mafia bosses in the world would be dangerous, but I didn't anticipate being dragged from my apartment already sore, sorry, and shamefully used. My captors don't just plan to teach me a lesson and then let me go. They plan to share me, punish me, and claim me so ruthlessly I'll be screaming my submission into the sheets long before they're through with me. They took me as a hostage, but they'll keep me as theirs.

I knew Erik Chenault was dangerous the moment I saw him. Everything about him should have warned me away, from the scar on his face to the fact that mobsters call him Blade. But I was drawn like a moth to a flame, and I ended up burnt...and blushing, sore, and thoroughly used.

The moment I saw her picture, I knew she was mine. After years in prison for a crime I didn't commit, the last thing I should be doing is tracking down a woman whose name I was never supposed to know, let alone kidnapping her. But I've put the angel who made my life worth living again in danger, and I'm going to keep her safe whether she likes it or not, even if that means carrying her off and claiming her like a beast. Because even if she doesn't know it yet, she's always been mine.

When she witnessed a murder, it put Greer McDuff on a brutal cartel's radar...and on mine. As a former Navy SEAL now serving with the elite Eagle Force, my assignment is to protect her by any means necessary. If that requires a stern reminder of who is in charge with her bottom bare over my knee and then an even more shameful lesson in my bed, then that's what she'll get.

When I first screamed his name in shameful surrender, Sevastian Kozlov was the enemy, the heir of a rival family who had just finished spanking me into submission after I dared to defy him. Though he'd already claimed my body by the time he claimed me as his bride, no matter how desperately I long for his touch, I vowed this beautiful sinner would never conquer my heart. But it wasn't up to me.

He's rough, he's dirty, and he's not going to be gentle. When I took a job on an oil rig to escape my scheming stepfather's efforts to set me up with one of his business cronies, I knew I'd be working with rugged men. What I didn't expect is to find myself bent over a desk, my cheeks soaked with tears and my bare thighs wet for a very different reason, as my well-punished bottom is thoroughly used by a stern, infuriatingly sexy roughneck.

Ruthless and brutal, I was considered nothing but a cold-hearted beast, a man with no conscience, incapable of caring for anyone. My family's dark, mafia regime had a merciless hold on Miami, our wealth and savagery well known. There was no room for emotions, no heart of soul allowed and that was fine by me. When I was notified I'd been willed my estranged grandfather's ranch in Colorado, it became just another acquisition in my powerful estate.

Raven is not one of my kind, but the moment I caught her scent I knew she belonged to me. She is my mate, and when I claim her, it will not be gentle. She can fight me, but her pleas for mercy as she is punished will soon give way to screams of climax as she is mounted and rutted....

In my world, a bride can be given...or she can be taken. When Winter O'Brien was given to me, she thought she had a say in the matter. She was wrong. She is my bride. Mine to claim, mine to punish, and mine to use as shamefully as I please. The sting of my belt on her bare bottom will teach her to obey, but obedience is just the beginning. I will demand so much more.

He's a big, angry former Marine, and I'm going to be sore when he's done with me. Hawk Travers is not a man to be trifled with. I learned that lesson in the hardest way possible, first with a painful, humiliating public spanking and then much more shamefully in private. She came looking for trouble. She got a taste of my belt instead. Bryce Myers pushed me too far and she ended up with her bottom welted. But as satisfying as it is to hear this feisty little reporter scream my name as I put her in her place, I get the feeling she isn't going to stop snooping.

Xander didn't just win me in the arena. The alien brute claimed me there too, with my punished bottom still burning and my screams of climax almost drowned out by the roar of the crowd. Almost.... Victory earned him freedom and the right to take me as his mate, but making me truly his will mean more than just spanking me into shameful surrender and then rutting me like a wild beast. Before he carries me off as his prize, the dark truth that brought me here must be exposed at last.