Jade West

A sugar daddy website doesn’t seem a sound basis for an A1 life plan, but I’m a small town girl with big dreams, and there’s this one advert, this one crazy advert I can’t stop thinking about… Two hot guys seeking their Little Miss Right. Someone who can entertain them, amuse them, fit in with their corporate schedule. And sex. They want sex. Lots of sex. Bonus, right? One major dose of epic win. Of course, guys like Carl and Rick have their conditions. One being that they come together, or not at all. Hell, I can live with that. And there are no skeletons in their designer closet, none that I can find. Just two hot sugar daddies, with particular tastes, nothing to worry about. Until Carl and Rick spill the big one, the one that sends the girls running. A whole string of them before me, running to the hills without so much as a backward glance. Maybe I should run, too. Thanks but no thanks, see you around, guys, nice knowing you. But I’m already in way too deep for that. Warning – as with every other Jade West book, reader discretion is highly advised. This novel contains vivid depictions of MMF / MM relationships, and Jade’s characters, as always, have very filthy mouths. Mature readers only, please.

In a single moment, she becomes my obsession.... Elaine Constantine will be mine. And her destruction is only my beginning. I’ve known all my life that the Constantines deserved to be wiped from the face of the earth, only a smoking crater left where their mansion once stood. That’s my plan until I see her, the woman in gold with the sinful curves and the blonde curls. My will to dominate her runs as deep as the hate I have for her last name. No matter how beautifully she bends beneath my hands, I'll leave her shattered, a broken toy for her cruel family. Content Warning: This book is intended for listeners ages 18 years old and over. It contains material that some readers might find disturbing. Enter at your own risk...

Sixty days of total submission. No safe words. No limits. No holds barred. Sixty days of your body being used and abused and pushed to extremes. Then you were free to go, no further dues, thanks and goodbye. And your bank balance looked seriously healthy for the experience. I should never have been tempted. Not for a second. I should never have even thought about putting myself up for sale for sixty days, not after hearing the brutal tales of what happens to you. But I had to. My sister desperately needed the money. Needed Me. Needed more than I could ever give her. I’d just never have guessed in a million years that soon enough I’d be needing him. The beautiful stranger. The dangerous monster. The guy who’d be responsible for my pleasure and pain and everything between for sixty days straight. And the man who’d want my very soul along with my body. No holds barred doesn’t even come close to his requirements. But I’m willing to give him everything. First full-length novel in a trilogy.

A filthy proposition. Too much money to say no. One dirty night in a stranger's bed. While my husband watches. It should’ve been a dream. A new life on the coast, running a beautiful country hotel with my husband. It should have been everything I’d ever wanted. Worth every scrap of investment. A hotel business we’d sunken every single penny we owned into, only to find out there was a big chain rival opening just a stone’s throw away. Slowly, day by day, the dream became a nightmare. Bills. So many bills. Sleepless nights, tossing and turning. No way out in sight. Until there was him. The man at the bar. The man with a proposition we should never have considered in a thousand years … Me. Him. One long night where I’m subject to his every fantasy. While my husband watches.

I want him to be my first. I want him to be the one. I want him to be my everything. I didn’t expect to spend my eighteenth birthday stranded in the pouring rain with no way to make it home. I didn’t expect to be rescued from the worst night of my life by the most amazing man I’d ever seen. His name is Nick, and he says he wants to take care of me, says he’ll look after me, says I don’t need to be alone anymore. He treats me like a princess, like the fragile little girl he saved from the cold. But I like him… I like him like that. I’ve never liked anyone like that before… And it’s weird, this thing we have… It’s like I can’t decide how we’re supposed to be… what we are… Until he says the words… Call me Daddy.

A stranger online. Dark hair and even darker eyes that knew my dirty desires before I did. A fantasy that should never be spoken. But he pulled the confession from me. And now he’s coming for me. Rough. Dirty. Dangerous. It’s supposed to be one night to get me off and make me forget. He’ll make me his and I’ll pretend I don’t want him to. I’ll run and he’ll chase. Because I asked him for this. I begged him for this. Tonight, in the darkness, he’s the hunter. And I’m the bait.

I’ve known my daddy’s boss since I was nothing more than a little girl staring up at him with big wide eyes in my parents’ backyard. I’ve known my daddy’s boss as a powerful, smart, amazing millionaire businessman for as long as I can remember. And now I’m older. Old enough to take a summer job of my own alongside him, as his assistant. His good girl assistant. Old enough to learn from him, listen to him, and try my best to make him smile. Old enough that I now want my daddy’s boss so much it hurts. It’s only when I start to catch the way he looks at me right back that the little flutter in my tummy tickles harder. Moves lower. Turns naughtier. Because Mr Lindon isn’t quite the man I thought he was. Not even close. It turns out that Mr Lindon isn’t just my daddy’s boss. He’s my daddy’s dirty boss… And now he’s the boss of me too.

Hello, stranger… When your eyes land on a complete stranger on the train, and the world around you stops. When the stranger says hello, and your heart stops, too. When the universe answers your prayers and he’s there, next day, on the train. A man so powerful - brooding with darkness and secrets. I knew there was going to be more. I wanted more. When the stranger is reading one of your favourite novels, and you’re reading one of his. When you’re in such a flutter that you drop your treasured bookmark, and the stranger returns it next day. When you think the universe can’t be any kinder, but it truly delivers the jackpot of all jackpots and two opposite worlds collide, as though it was meant to be. Only it could never be so easy, could it? Goodbye stranger… Hello, Dr Hall. When fate turns to love, And love turns to pain, Hope is the saviour, To live through the rain.

He was the man who destroyed me. The monster who left me in pieces over a decade ago. I swore I'd never speak to him again, that I'd never set eyes on him again as long as I lived. But I was wrong. When life gets too much and you need to escape, the poison that might kill you becomes oh so tempting. I craved his perverted ways, his smirk, his laughter as he pushed my body way past its limits. I needed a release from the crazy. Just once. Just one night. That’s what I told myself. No strings, no illusions, no promises. Nothing but the lasting thrill of his flesh on mine. The lasting hit of his poisonous touch. But when poison runs through your veins, the way he runs through mine, it’s toxic and eats you alive. This much passion always comes at a price... **This is a typically edgy Jade West novel. Please proceed with caution.**

Ella, a desperate, newly single goth girl with a mountain of debt, would do anything to see her parents this Christmas… the problem is, her parents live on the other side of the world.So, when she’s granted access to The Naughty List – a marketplace for dirty proposals from rich strangers – she opts to take everything and anything she can get.She thinks she’s a good player, getting five-star reviews like a good girl and climbing the ranks – until she stumbles onto The Naughty List’s most daring group of all…The Hardcorers.Players who will fulfil any proposal clients ask them to, just so long as the price is right.Can Ella be one? Can she really climb The Naughty List right the way to the top of the tree?The idea gets even more thrilling when she meets Weston… the hottest Hardcorer of them all.As it turns out, maybe it’s not just money that Ella’s truly desperate for this Christmas…Author’s This spicy, Christmas, full-length standalone novel is jam packed full to the brim of dirty Christmas presents for you. Please proceed with caution. Believe me, this isn’t just about kisses under the mistletoe!

They call him Masque. I call him God. The man I want to consume me, own me, break me and corrupt me. Yet I've never seen his face. His body ripples like an adonis, sculpted in steel and dripping in sin. His flesh is inked with the mark of the chimera - one body, two very different halves. He plays hard. He plays rough. He has no limits. He's so fucking dirty bad wrong. But I love him for it. *** Lydia Marsh is always the strong one. The girl who never breaks, and sure as hell never cries. She's got it all - the perfect little life in cosy suburbia, with her perfectly nice boyfriend, and their perfectly sufficient sex life. She's even got her perfect little career plan all wrapped up at Trial Run Software Group. But when it all falls apart, and Lydia's pretty, green eyes are fixed on a brutally sexual stranger - the man they call Masque - she comes to suspect that being strong isn't all it's cracked up to be. For now Lydia wants something she's never wanted before... And she wants Masque to give it to her. **Warning - this novel contains graphic sex, and hardcore elements of BDSM. There are scenes of violence (consensual) as well as sexual practices some readers may find offensive. If you aren't turned on by dirty bad wrong sex then please walk on by. Thank you.***