ANGELS OF DÉSIRER

Ginny
I’m torn between fantasy and reality.

On my first night working at an exclusive adult club—a club where we have to wear masks to conceal our identities—my stranger comes to life.

My attachment to him is instantaneous, but how could he be real when I created him in my mind more than a decade ago to shield me from the abuse I suffered at home?

And when the club owner’s nephew sets his sights on me, I want to resist his playboy charm, but I find I’m quickly falling under his spell.

How can I fall for two men at once? And what happens when my fantasy and reality finally collide?

Jackson
From the moment we laid eyes on each other, she’s hated me. Which is why making the little spitfire my latest conquest will be so much fun.

Imagine my surprise when I recognize the feisty redhead working at my uncle’s underground adult club. She doesn’t know it’s me, mistaking me for someone she refers to as her stranger.

She’s inexperienced. Nearly virginal. Everything I’ve always avoided in a woman.

But Ginny ends up being exactly what I didn’t know I needed.

The more time I spend with her in and out of the club, the hotter the flame between us grows—a passionate inferno just waiting to be released.

But if she finds out it’s me behind the mask, she’ll burn me alive.

Billionaire

Found Family

Secret identity

Workplace

Hidden Truth

He Falls First

Emotional Scars

Who Did This To You

“Burn The World For Her”

Morally Gray Playboy

Exclusive Adult Club

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Lenni

It was only supposed to be one night with a stranger I’d never see again.

I’m not the dating type.

Now, thanks to a little white lie we told that night, we’re pretending to be engaged for the sake of him saving face in front of his family.

The more time we spend together, the closer we get.

But I’m an Angel at Désirer—an exclusive adult club—my job is to be whatever men want me to be.

There’s no room for a relationship.

And with demons from my past still chasing me, the last thing I need is for a man like him to get tangled up with a woman like me.

It will only end badly.

Tripp

From the second I met her, I wondered what she tasted like.

When she left my bed the morning after we met without so much as a goodbye, she left her mark on my soul.

After running into each other again at our best friend’s engagement party, I can’t stay away.

Not even when I find out she sells her body for money at an exclusive New York sex club.

Instead, I make her a deal she can’t refuse—pretend to be engaged for a few months for a generous sum of cash, then we’ll go our separate ways.

Our charade of love isn’t real, but with every day that passes, the more I feel like it could be.

We’re good at selling our lies.

Now, I want to make it the truth.

Millionaire

Found Family

Surprise Identity

Pretty Woman Vibes

Fake Engagement

Kidnapped

Emotional Scars

“Cinna” Dom

Jealous/Possessive MMC

“Good Girl”

Rags To Riches

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𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐚

Someone is trying to kill me.

For weeks, I’ve been receiving letters at my club with the same warning: they’re coming for me.

And they’re leaving a trail of bodies in their wake.

When my ex—a high-profile senator—says he’s flying in an experienced detective to handle the case, the last thing I expect is a cocky, condescending jerk who I can’t seem to take my eyes off of.

Anderson Brooks is the worst person for the job, and now we have to work together to attempt to lure the murderer out, by putting on a show at my exclusive adult club.

The line between lust and hate is thin, and we blur it like watercolors on a canvas.

Neither of us wants to work with each other.

Now, if we could stop ending up in bed together, that would be great.

𝐀𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬

I have no respect for women who sell themselves for money.

Carmela Lane doesn’t just do that—she runs an entire underground adult club for it.

I get called to New York when she starts getting threats from someone who’s murdering members of her club. I’m supposed to keep her safe, but the fact that we despise each other doesn’t make it easy.

Neither does the fact that we can’t seem to stop tearing each other’s clothes off.

With her life on the line, it’s a race to catch the killer.

That is if we don’t end up killing each other first.