Kirjahaku

BELLEWhen you've been told your whole life that something is sinful, you have two options.Avoid it like the plague. Like it has the power to destroy all that is good and pure.Or become as fixated upon it as Eve was upon that apple.I'm sick of the push-pull of terror and temptation. It's tearing me apart. I just want a bite of the apple.More than a bite. I want to devour it. Have its juices spill from my lips.And by apple I, of course, mean sex.RAFEMy new neighbour is the kind of beautiful that could bring a man to his knees. But she's twenty-two. Fourteen years younger than me.That's too young. I've vowed to stay away. Until she comes to me for help.It seems she has something to dispose of. Her chastity.And it seems I have something she wants. The club I run for discerning adults. More specifically, the programme we've created for women just like Belle.A programme that will transform her from innocent to damned.Unfurl the parts of her she's denied until now.It seems I may not be the only one falling to my knees, after all.God help us both.Unfurl is a steamy age-gap contemporary romance. It's a standalone with an HEA.

MADDYI cultivate my shamelessness.I wore it as a badge of honour at my convent school, and I've been turning it into an art form at Alchemy, the club whose social media I manage. My boss, though? He's the most proper person I've ever met. No one would peg him as the Finance Director of a sex club.(I mean, no one's pegging him at all, which is probably his problem. #justsayin)I get it. He's a widower who's single-parenting two little girls while holding down a massive job. He needs an outlet. Something just for him.Besides, I've seen the looks he gives me. Equal parts disapproval and desire. Looks that compel me to bring him back to life.Which is why I proposition him to do unspeakable things to me.Use my body to find some light in his darkness.After all, he has an entire sex club at his disposal. Surely it's rude not to indulge?ZACHThis woman will be the death of me. It's deeply unfortunate that my soul only finds peace when my hands are on her body.I'm beginning to understand that the basest pleasures of the flesh can overrule the most elevated emotions of the heart. She looks like the embodiment of sin. But God, she feels like salvation.Undulate is a scorching hot age gap, single dad romance with an MMC who's wounded and widowed and one of the most wonderfully unrepentant FMCs you'll meet. It features characters you've met in Unfurl but has a standalone, monogamous HEA (despite the 'helping hands' our MCs encounter at Alchemy along the way). It can be enjoyed on its own or as a sequel to Unfurl.

GenI've made my fortune from liberation, but I'm far more comfortable with discretion.I've built the pre-eminent sex club in London, but I don't play there.Not publicly, anyway. Not beyond its darkest corners.I talk the talk, but I don't walk the walk. Not like my male co-founders do.Because I'm the immaculate one. The flawless, perfectly turned-out woman who's cultivated her glacial facade so carefully she's scared the slightest smear will ruin it.I want to run a sex empire and be taken seriously in the old boys' club that is the business world. I want to be the poster child, not the plaything.So I stay polished. Tasteful. Beyond reproach.Until Anton Wolff joins Alchemy. He's the UK's most charismatic billionaire, and he's looking for a club that's as discreet as it is debauched. As classy as it is carnal.I think I've seen it all, until he shares what he desires from his Alchemy experience.And what he desires, above all else, is me. But on his terms.The pull is mutual.The tension is unbearable.And the risk that he unveils my true self, seduces me into abandoning any vestige of control, is very, very, real.I think I'm afraid of the Big Bad Wolff.Unveil is a standalone billionaire, age gap contemporary romance with a monogamous HEA and some 'helping hands' along the way. Enjoy with a bucket of ice, because this book is HOT...

AIDAI've endured fifteen years of underwhelming marital sex with Lord John Russell.One front-page tell-all from his secretary puts an end to that misery pretty efficiently.As the media furore rages around our divorce, two things become abundantly clear.One. It's time for some decent orgasms.Which is why I've joined the Unfurl programme at London's top sex club, Alchemy.Two. It's time to take control of the narrative. For myself and for other women.And that's why I plan to document my sexual revolution on camera.CALSexy AF celebrity, Aida Russell, is looking for a mentor on her journey to reclaim her sexuality.As co-founder of London's most exclusive sex club, I'm her man.I'll make her come.Make her forget.Untether her from the constraints of her past.I warn her at the outset not to get emotionally attached. I don't do commitment.But when she begins to revel in the new-found liberty I helped her find, I'm the one who struggles.I should be proud. Relieved.Job done, right?But the higher she soars, the more attached I get.Untether is a spicy reverse age gap romance (10 years' age gap) where he falls first. It's full of the searing heat levels, glamour, and mega-feels you've come to expect from the Alchemy series.

DexShame. Prejudice. Fear. All woven into the very fabric of my being. I'm swathed in them like the most suffocating cloak. Beneath this toxic mantle, I wear my desires close to my heart. Where it's dark. Where they're safe. Until I meet Darcy, a dancer at Alchemy and the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. The only problem? Her boyfriend, Max. She makes me feel alive, but he arouses emotions I've taken great care my entire life to condemn and deny and bury. Emotions I've always been taught are sinful and wrong.Together, they show me love far too great to be a sin, too bright to languish in the darkness. Even as our relationship flourishes, the shame and fear remain in place, tearing me apart and threatening what deserves only the most dazzling light.If anyone can unstitch this cloak from me, thread by thread, and liberate me, it's this woman... and this man.If I let them. Unstitch is a super spicy MMF love story between Darcy, Max and Dex. Its themes include age gap, why choose, bi-awakening and overcoming purity culture. It forms part of the Alchemy series but can be read as a standalone, and these three get a great big HEA.

Adam Wright may be a self-made billionaire, but he's also a beast.Most children grow up hating a storybook villain. Based on the injuries that man inflicted on my brother, I grew up hating a real one.When he sort-of kidnaps me and drags me back to his fairytale mansion, it feels like yet another clich antihero stunt.Here's the thing, though.Most villains don't weep real tears when they see you having a diabetic episode.They don't abandon their billion-pound empire so they can roll up their sleeves and pull your company back from the brink of bankruptcy.They don't put you first, care for you, at every single opportunity, dammit.Not in the storybooks I've read, anyway.My body succumbs first. It doesn't stand a chance. It's game over from the moment I wake to find him sleeping next to me, the Empire State Building tenting his pants.I despise myself. I shouldn't want him. Not when I know the despicable acts he's capable of.But when my heart starts to succumb, that's when I know I'm really in trouble.Because what if the villain I've loved to hate all these years is really my hero?And if indeed he is, how on earth will I persuade my brother of that?---------If I didn't know too well what kind of a man Adam Wright was, or the despicable crimes he was capable of, then I would be swooning right now.Swooning, I tell you. Hard.Most children grow up hating a storybook villain. But based on the injuries that man inflicted on my brother, I grew up hating a real-life villain.When he kind-of kidnaps me and drags me back to his fairytale mansion, he couldn't be more clich antihero if he tried.Here's the thing, though.Most villains don't weep real tears when they see you having a diabetic episode.They don't abandon their billion-pound empire so they can roll up their sleeves and pull your company back from the brink of bankruptcy.They don't put you first, care for you, at every single opportunity, dammit.Not in the storybooks I've read, anyway.My body succumbs first. It doesn't stand a chance, really. Not when the memory of waking to find him sleeping next to me, the Empire State Building tenting his pants, is branded onto my brain (and other parts).I despise myself. I shouldn't want him. Not given what I know about his past. I don't know what's wrong with me, even if he assures me that I'm perfect.But when my heart starts to succumb, that's when I know I'm really in trouble.Because what if the villain I've loved to hate all these years is really my hero?And if indeed he is, how on earth will I persuade my brother of that?Unbind is a standalone enemies-to-lovers, age gap, billionaire romance.

For lovers of Sierra Simone, a high-heat romance about a young woman breaking free from her father's patriarchal grip by embarking on a journey of sexual awakening with the help of her older, experienced neighbor.You're an innocent until you let him unfurl you. An upbringing steeped in purity culture has saddled me with three things: an intact V-card, enough Catholic guilt to fill a cathedral... and a raging priest kink. My religious extremist father is intent on preserving my virtue, but when I meet my magnetic older neighbour, Rafe, it seems the universe has other plans for my body... and my soul. He's the precise opposite of me: a man who views sex as a commodity, whose club caters to the wealthiest, most debauched clientele in London. But when I discover the club offers a programme to "unfurl" inexperienced women like me in a safe space, I'm in. Even the entry questionnaire has me aching with desire. It seems I'm about to get schooled in every delight I've been missing. Rafe makes it his mission to bring my wildest fantasies to life. When he and his friends don their dog collars, they put the hot into hot priests. He's so attentive, so possessive, and I have to remind myself that a boring little virgin like me could never make a man like him happy in the long run. So when all the religious BS I've been battling comes to a head in the most horrifying way, what right do I have to think he'll stick by me?