Men of Paradise Series by Daisy Jane

Van. This is the only way I can make sure she’s safe. And she has to be safe. My feet are quieter than a whisper as they trudge along the asphalt. She doesn’t look at me until we’re nearly toe-to-toe, because she walks her with her beautiful head tipped down. That’s something I’m going to change. I grab her quickly, so fast that she doesn’t even have the chance to make a sound. I’ve got her cuffed and gagged in just moments, and in the back seat of my SUV just as quick... moreVan. This is the only way I can make sure she’s safe. And she has to be safe. My feet are quieter than a whisper as they trudge along the asphalt. She doesn’t look at me until we’re nearly toe-to-toe, because she walks her with her beautiful head tipped down. That’s something I’m going to change. I grab her quickly, so fast that she doesn’t even have the chance to make a sound. I’ve got her cuffed and gagged in just moments, and in the back seat of my SUV just as quick. It’s true how it’s always recounted; it always happens so fast. She struggles against my hands and I hold her shoulders until she’s out of fight, which only takes a minute. I’m scaring her right now. But I’ll make it right. And this is for her own good. She will see. Violet with the emerald eyes. Where Violets Bloom is Book 1 in the Men of Paradise series. Author's Note: Please visit the reading guide on the author's website for all content warnings and other information. For Adult Readers. less

Bran. Losing your eye in an alley bar-fight will change you. And I don't just mean physically. I thought my biggest hurdle was accepting that I look different. Turns out, my personal Everest is realizing that other people don't accept me. Specifically, women. I'm ready to throw in the towel on friend-of-a-friend dates and algorithmic dinners. Gonna pour myself into my gym, Paradise, and hire some new people. Keep myself focused on what I have, not what I don't. Well, that was the plan... moreBran. Losing your eye in an alley bar-fight will change you. And I don't just mean physically. I thought my biggest hurdle was accepting that I look different. Turns out, my personal Everest is realizing that other people don't accept me. Specifically, women. I'm ready to throw in the towel on friend-of-a-friend dates and algorithmic dinners. Gonna pour myself into my gym, Paradise, and hire some new people. Keep myself focused on what I have, not what I don't. Well, that was the plan. Until she walked in wearing a sexy trenchcoat and heels, calling herself E, telling me to get to my knees. Now I'm owned, I'm hers. Her sub, her pet. Her Stray. The problem is, I won't survive if she doesn't keep me. Stray is a femdom romance. For more information including content warnings and tropes, please visit the author's website. less

We can't be together. Nurses get together with cops all the time. That's not the problem with our pairing. The fact that I've known him for most of my life. because he's my brother's best friend. One of my best friends, even. That's the problem. But after he visits me at the hospital with a bag of peanut M&M's and a Diet Coke, I'm rethinking if Mally Miller is only a friend. But can I trust him with my darkest kink and deepest need? The need to have him take control. .. with force... moreWe can't be together. Nurses get together with cops all the time. That's not the problem with our pairing. The fact that I've known him for most of my life. because he's my brother's best friend. One of my best friends, even. That's the problem. But after he visits me at the hospital with a bag of peanut M&M's and a Diet Coke, I'm rethinking if Mally Miller is only a friend. But can I trust him with my darkest kink and deepest need? The need to have him take control. .. with force. With Force is a taboo romance dealing with consent. For more information including content warnings and tropes, please visit the author's website. less