Author J.S. Scott









Read Jett and Ruby’s story to find out if two wary hearts can find out where they belong in Billionaire Unloved, the New York Times, Wall Street Journal and USA Today bestselling series from J.S. Scott!


My name is Ruby Kent, and I’m homeless, a virgin, and terrified when I’m kidnapped by human traffickers and put up for sale on the auction block. I’m for sale to the highest bidder, and I have no idea what my future will be, but I know it’s not going to be good.

I’m waiting for a chance to escape, and that opportunity finally comes after I’m bought and paid for.

Unfortunately, I have no idea that Jett Lawson has been sent to rescue me, not hurt me, and even after we’re both injured during my desperate attempt to run away, he still wants to take care of me.

Problem is, I have no idea how to trust anyone, or let anybody help me. I’ve always been alone. It’s safer that way.

Jett Lawson is a mystery to me, an enigma that just gets more complicated with every nice thing he does for me.

Is it possible for a woman like me to find happiness with a billionaire?

Probably not, but the more I get to know Jett, the harder is is to resist the lure of having a safe place to be, and a man like no other.

Jett is scarred just like me, but his wounds are all on the outside.

Mine are carved all over my soul.

Can two wounded people help each other heal, or will our profound differences tear us apart?


Trigger Warning: This book contains themes of sexual assault and child abuse. Although there are no first-hand accounts of these topics in the story, they are discussed openly in this novel.

Author Lilah E. Noir

Title: Unorthodox Chemistry

Series: The Unorthodox Trilogy, Book #2

Author: Lilah E. Noir

Release Date: February 18th, 2018

He was her Master, lover and the only man who truly knew her. She was his pet, best friend and the love of his life. Sometimes that’s not enough.


He’s gone.

His absence hurts more than any whip.

Thomas saw me for who I was.

Strong on the outside, fractured and vulnerable on the inside.

Every day I struggle to rebuild my life.

I miss him. His rough passion and his affection.

I know we’ll never be together again, I even tried to move on…

… and then one invitation changed everything.

Do I dare to say no to the greatest temptation?


I had to walk away.

Lina paid dearly for my mistakes.

She needs to heal and all that’s left for me is to wait.

In the dark, with nothing but my demons and sins to keep me company.

The memory of her is a bittersweet torture, one I didn’t think I could ever escape…

A year later, at the kinkiest club in town, I saw her. On the arm of another man.

May the seduction begin.

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The music died down to a soft murmur when he moved closer to the forest nymphs. He stepped forward with all the dignity of a king. The spacious hall echoed with the quiet yet haunting click-clack of his leather boots. He had hair as long as that of the ravenous women, dark as his clothes and the forest behind. It was tied and flowed down his back.

They were too far away so I couldn’t make out the facial features of any of the actors. Still, his quiet strength and its intensity shook me to the core of my soul. He was silent and walked slowly as if he dominated time itself. The man owned the space around him and looked resilient enough to tame even the fire of those wild creatures.

The raven-haired women brought the ballerina before him and forced her down to her knees. When they let her go, they looked strangely humbled. Their eyes were cast down, a veil of hair covering their faces. The man in black waved his hand and the faeries dispersed. Their shadows got lost among the trees.

They had completely disheveled the young woman’s auburn hair and pulled her bodice down. The tops of her perky breasts were exposed to his gaze as she knelt for the dark stranger. Once she looked up at him, her entire being exuded fear so tangible I could taste it and feel it spreading all over my own skin. The ballerina clasped her small hands before her chest in a silent plea but she didn’t dare look away from her mysterious captor. He hadn’t moved a muscle and simply hovered over her with the same stillness. His eyes were tangling invisible rope around the trembling bird.

I sank my teeth into my tongue to make sure I wasn’t hallucinating. It was difficult to separate myself from the action on the stage. My knees were the ones brushing against the forest floor while I waited for his command.

He reached out and moved a few tresses from the girl’s face. His fingers lifted her chin and caressed her. That simple touch provoked another moan. The pleasure of his intimate caress made the scared girl tremble harder. His fingers on her sensitive, heated skin were too much to handle. I knew it because their intense chemistry was flowing inside me, sharp as a knife and delicate like the most tender kiss.

Lilah E. Noir is an author of dark erotic novels and psychological stories. Her work has elements of taboo, seduction and different aspects of the BDSM lifestyle, with a touch of romance and tenderness. If you love flawed characters, submissive alpha females, unconventional dominant heroes, angst, emotional darkness, lots of kinky sex scenes her books might be your kind of pleasure.

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Chasing Ordinary

Title: Chasing Ordinary

Release Date: February 13, 2018

Genres: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Heat Level: Erotic

Word count: 93,968

Author: Pandora Spocks

Cover Design: Linzi Basset

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Red-haired Petey Cavanaugh is a sculptor who welds steel and glass creations. A young widow, she lives on her in-laws’ sheep ranch in Montana where she helps out during the day, working on her art at night.

Looking to raise money to expand the ranch’s business, she gratefully accepts her art school roommate’s offer of a gallery show in Manhattan. It’s been years since she was in the city, and she’s happy to visit her old friend.

Nik is in New York on business. He’s been traveling for nearly a month, enduring endless meetings, attending obligatory dinners, and battling jet-lag. On his way to yet another business dinner, his world collides with Petey’s one rainy Manhattan night.

Their mutual attraction is immediate, but Nik’s skeptical. Could it possibly be that this gorgeous, enchanting artist has no idea that he’s Europe’s most eligible prince?

Spending time with Petey is Nik’s first-ever taste of ordinary. What will happen when she finds out the truth?


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Gavin is a struggling writer with a complicated past, who’s reeling from the loss of the only woman he’s ever loved. More than a year after the breakup, he’s still suffering major heartbreak and a serious case of writer’s block. In an attempt to help him out of his funk, Gavin’s best friend and fellow writer, Bobby, sets up an account for him on the new dating app SwipeDate.

After a few unsuccessful dates, Bobby challenges him to thirty more dates in thirty days. If Gavin can complete the challenge, Bobby will give him a check for twenty-five thousand dollars.

Does Gavin have what it takes to complete the challenge? Or will the trials and tribulations of modern dating prove to be too much?


By the middle of the third coffee date, I’m realizing how bad of an idea three coffee dates in a row really was. My stomach grumbles and churns, willing me to the bathroom, but Danica, 20, from the Bronx, hasn’t paused long enough for me to get a word in edgewise. I’m not even sure she’s stopped long enough to breathe.

“So, then my mom’s like, ‘okay, Danica, you gotta figure out what to do with your life,’ and I’m like ‘Mom, I’m only twenty. I’ve got, like, a million years to figure things out’ and she’s like, ‘now, Danica, that’s no way to look at life. Time catches up to you.’ Blah. Blah. Blah. And of course, I was like, ‘Mom, you had, like, three kids by the time you were twenty, we aren’t on the same path’… like, not at all.” She finally pauses, her face scrunching in confusion. “Are you okay? You don’t look so good.”

“No?” I ask, trying my best to make the I-gotta-poop face go away. “I do need to use the restroom though, if you don’t mind.”

“Be my guest,” she says, and I make my way to the bathroom as casually as I can, though the countdown has begun. The sweat building on my forehead, and in my palms, tells me so. I nonchalantly swing the door open and take my time entering, but once it closes, I’m in a race against time. Date poops aren’t easy. You must time it like you’re taking a piss. Nobody wants to be that guy taking a shit in the middle of a date. It’s not like I’m a senior citizen here. The worst part of the process, of course, is the fact that toilet paper always likes to come off one square at a time when you’re rushing to line the seat. Who the fuck only uses a square at a time anyway? Why do they make it like that? Why?

Eyeing my phone, I know I only have another minute or so at best before she figures me out. I finish my business, and as I go to wash my hands, my reflection in the mirror startles me. I’m legitimately in an all-out sweat.

Yeah, that’s not obvious or anything.

I grab a wad of paper towels and dab my face the best I can before tossing the soaked towels in the trash and exiting the bathroom.

The walk back is like I’m making my entrance on American Idol or something. I feel all eyes on me, including hers, as I cross the cafe to our table. It’s like I’m in slow motion, the spotlight is on me… they all know. Of course, in reality, no one is paying any attention to me and Danica is too busy Snapchatting or selfie-ing on her phone to notice my approach, but that’s a moot point. I’ve got a writer’s brain, and with that, there’s a whole imaginary world going on around me at all times. It gets real exciting when I’m on a plane and envision it nose diving into the side of a mountain, everyone screaming and frantic as I sit calmly in resignation… or walking down a dark isolated alleyway and seeing my violent gang rape and death playing out before me.

It’s been like that since I was a kid. My parents were never really the type to care very much. Me and my brother were often left to our own devices as our parents worked and spent their remaining time trying to avoid each other and taking shit out on us. It formed, in me, an intense desire to escape. And seeing as an adolescent doesn’t have too many logical options at that point, an imaginary world was necessary for survival. I remember building a little fort in my closet; somewhere I could get away and disappear from the world. I’d sit in there under a dim lamplight and read epic adventure tales. The stories were my own, lived out every step of the way through my imagination. Though not real, it very much seemed so growing up. Those stories were all I had.

Funny how so little has changed.

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BT URRUELA was an infantryman in the US Army from August 2004 until February 2011. At the end of a year long tour to Baghdad, Iraq, his vehicle was hit by two roadside bombs, which took his right leg below the knee and the life of his commander. He was awarded a Purple Heart for his wounds, an Army Commendation Medal, and Combat Infantryman’s Badge. He medically retired from the Army in 2011 and moved to Tampa, FL where he currently works as a Vice President and Brand Ambassador for VETSports, a veteran community sports nonprofit he co-founded in 2012. He also conducts motivational speeches, works as a cover and fitness model. He co-wrote the novel ‘A Lover’s Lament’ with author KL Grayson in 2015. He released his first solo novel, ‘Into the Nothing’ in June 2016, ‘Wicked Little Words’ with author Stevie J. Cole in October 2016, ‘Alphas & Fairytales: A New Year’s Eve Anthology’ and ‘Into the Blood’ in December 2016, ‘Thirty Days – Part One’ in February 2017 and ‘Thirty Days – Part Two in May of 2017. ‘Thirty Days – Part Three’ followed in August of the same year and he’s currently working on his short story ‘Bishop’ for the The Frat Chronicles Anthology with his fellow Romance & Erotica Author Fraternity brothers. He plans to release ‘Bishop’ a continuation of that short story expected in March 2018.

He lives in Tampa with his dogs, Kiko and Scout, and is writing full-time. (Author photo by Christopher John / CJC Photography)

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