I entered the labyrinth as this season’s tribute. I’m leaving as the Minotaur King’s mate…

Every rut, a virgin omega is offered to King Aster. They’ve always returned unclaimed… until me.

The moment I step into his maze, his scent hits me like a wildfire. My body betrays me; my first heat crashes through me, making me desperate for things I’ve never even thought about.

Our beastly alpha King hunts me through his maze, and when he catches me, he teaches me how to surrender in the most wicked ways. And soon I’m the one begging…

Read now for a fun, unapologetically OTT, filthy hot, completely unhinged retelling of the myth of the Minotaur.

If you’re not in the mood for an alpha beast who’s obsessed with hunting, knotting, and breeding his curvy omega (as much as she’s obsessed with milking him…), PLEASE PASS!

But if that’s your vibe? Welcome to a dripping wet, knotty, fast-burn read.

I crashed a wedding.
Got caught by the best man.
Ended up handcuffed to his bed.

Sneaking into a Bratva wedding was the stupidest mistake of my life.
But I couldn’t let my best friend marry a monster.

I’m almost at the ceremony when a hand snaps out and closes around my arm.
Attached to the hand is the epitome of the male species.
Tall. Dark. Built like a wall. Eyes like a stormy sea.

I gulp.
The best man.
Also… the most feared pakhan in the city.

I fight. I wiggle. Throw everything I have at him to get out of his grasp.
All it does is rip my dress and reveal my …khm… private areas.
His eyes darken.
“Interesting strategy,” is all he says.

So, I keep fighting, but he’s not letting me go.
Instead, he flings me over his shoulder, carries me to his bedroom, and handcuffs me to his bed.

“Christ. You keep handcuffs in your nightstand?” I ask.
“I have much worse,” is his answer. “Do you think you can handle it?”
I swallow hard. Tremble.
And he pockets the key.


Welcome to Rogov Bratva!
Untamed Hunger is a Russian dark mafia romance, and it is the first book in the Rogov Bratva duo.
For the best experience, read the books in order.
Enjoy! xoxo

From New York Times bestselling author Meghan Quinn comes a sizzling sports romance full of flamingo feathers, slow-burn heat, and one grump-meets-sunshine love story that’s anything but fake.

They’re faking it for the cameras. But what if the sparks are real?

Graydon St. John doesn’t do drama―or public appearances. The brooding defensive end for the San Francisco Foghorns prefers silence, solitude, and avoiding headlines. But when a league-wide PR scandal forces him into a media stunt at the city zoo, he’s suddenly face-to-face with squawking birds, nosy fans, and the zookeeper who seems to hate his guts on sight.

Maple Baker loves her flamingos. Loud, pink, messy? Sure. But they’re hers. And the last thing she needs is a grumpy football player stomping into her sanctuary with a bad attitude and a bigger ego. Unfortunately, they’ve been paired for the zoo’s new public outreach program, and the cameras are already rolling.

The banter is sharp. The tension is electric. And the more they pretend to play nice for the press, the more their fake flirtation starts to feel like something dangerously real.

But when family secrets, viral fame, and a PR romance gone off-script threaten everything Maple’s worked for, Graydon must decide if he’s willing to fight for love―or let it slip away to protect her.

I stole from the Devil. Now I belong to him.

I thought I was invisible. Quiet, shy, a nobody with sticky fingers and a terrible secret. Until I stole the one thing I shouldn’t have. Now I’m locked away, captive to an obsessive man.

Damien Wells is the CEO of the Devil corporation, and he rules the state. He rules me too, and somehow, I’m beginning to crave his cruel possession.

I guess after all these years of being invisible, I’ve grown lonely. Terribly lonely. It’s a sickness, and Damien Wells is the only man who can cure me. If he doesn’t kill me first.

A high-steam dark forced-proximity romance featuring a morally grey alpha anti-hero and a quiet, broken heroine.

Tropes: high-steam dark romance, captor/captive, forced proximity, BDSM, power imbalance, possessive obsession, morally grey MMC, quiet heroine, age gap, mafia-adjacent, romantic suspense

Note: This is a very dark romance. Please read the content note at the beginning of the book. Your mental health matters.

Masked gamer “Joker” is used to being in control – on screen and off. But when curvy girl Amara stumbles into his world at GamerCon, all bets are off.

One look is all it takes. Instalust hits hard and fast, leaving them both breathless and craving more.

Joker’s dominant side emerges as Amara awakens desires he thought he had in check. She’s never felt this kind of heat before, and she’s ready to play.

But when the convention lights dim, will the game be over before it truly begins?

WARNING: This instalove/instalust romance features an OTT, dominant alpha gamer, scorching hot scenes, and a HEA that’ll leave you thoroughly satisfied.
Mature themes and language. Adult situations. Little to no plot. Pure Smut 😉 If that’s not your jam, please don’t proceed!

I was raised to be a wife, a weapon, a womb.
To obey. To submit. To never escape.

I ran before they could sell my soul to another monster.
Barefoot. Bruised. Alone.

And straight into the arms of Alexsei Dubinin—
A Bratva king. A widower. A single father.
The man every sinner in Moscow fears… and every woman would die for.

He shelters me. Protects me.
Teaches me how to breathe again.

But when his son’s laughter becomes my salvation,
my heart forgets it’s not allowed to love.

One touch and I break every rule I’ve ever known.
One night and my body remembers what freedom feels like.

Then comes the truth I can’t hide—
Two lines. One heartbeat. One forbidden miracle.

Pregnant. Terrified.
Certain I’ll be claimed the way they always planned.

Instead, he kneels.
Says the choice is mine.
And for the first time, I feel seen… not owned.

He calls it love. I call it dangerous.
Because mercy and madness wear the same face in his world.

And when our enemies come for blood—
I’ll learn if his vows can truly save me… or destroy us both.

Because love this sacred was never meant to be pure.

Author’s Note: Sacred Vows is a dark, emotional Russian mafia romance featuring a scarred heroine, a single-dad Bratva hero, and a love born from ruin. Expect healing, vengeance, forbidden desire, and a pregnancy that changes everything.
No Cliffhanger. HEA Guaranteed. Can be enjoyed as a standalone.

She’s not his. She never was. But he raised her like she was.

Winona was never supposed to be this grown. This curvy. This much of a brat.
She parades around the house he built for her like she doesn’t know what she’s doing to him. But she knows. Oh, she knows—and she wants him to snap.
She’s eighteen with a look in her eyes that makes grown men suffer.
He protected her. Gave her everything. Did the right thing.
But now, he wants more.
And once she sees what’s coming for her, all she can say is ‘ouch’.

Author’s Note: You know exactly what this is. Filthy, fast, and wrong in all the right ways. If that’s your thing? Daddy’s home. Safe, no cheating ever, don’t come for the plot. But as always, they get a hot, hard happily ever after.