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I'll give her my ring to claim my crown.

Vittoria DeSanto leaves me no choice.

What she knows could destroy me.

Destroy my family.

And I won't allow that.

She's homeless, penniless, powerless.

I’ll give her the life of a mafia princess.

Anything she desires will be hers…

Except her freedom.

Because our marriage will make me The Boss of the Rossi crime family.

My word is law.

All must respect my authority,

Especially Vittoria.

The stubborn woman will learn.

Her place is by my side. 

In my bed.

Over. My. Knee.

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.

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Cover Reveal -Yogasm by Jane Henry

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Restaurant owner and bajillionaire Miguel Santiago literally tops the list of Boston’s Most Notorious Bachelors. He’s also handsome as sin, a world-class a*hole, and thanks to the fickle real estate gods? My new neighbor.

When my BFFs and I opened Yogasm right next to his restaurant, we had no idea he wanted the space. Nothing personal, big guy. 

Now that we’re here, we’re not leaving, no matter what kind of Epic Playboy Tantrum he throws. The best way to handle a bully is to ignore them, right? So that’s exactly what I plan to do.

His smoldery dark eyes? Pfft. I barely notice them. 

His broad, muscled shoulders? Samesies. 

The way he smiles that slow, crooked smile like he wants to show me exactly how he earned that spot on the Notorious List? So. Super. Ignorable. 

But when his feisty little niece comes to me for help locating her mother… well, that’s the kind of thing a girl like me can’t ignore, even if it forces me to get right up close and way-too-personal with the force of nature next door. 

If Mr. Notorious wants a battle of the wills, he’d better buckle up, because this girl plays to win…

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.

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New Release - Leith by Jane Henry

 

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Cairstina Reilly was locked in silence when I found her.

When I ravaged my way through weak men to save her.

When I killed for her. 

Now our fates are tangled together in a web of lies, danger, and betrayal.

I have to take her hostage. 

Drag her from her silent, private world,

And force her into mine. 

In my Clan’s enclave deep in the wild Scottish Highlands, 

no one will find us and our secret will be safe…

But I’m not the only one with secrets. 

Cairstina thinks her silence will protect her.

But only I can do that. 

And the sooner my bonnie lass learns to trust me,

The sooner I can set her free from everything that’s held her captive…

Everything except me.

"Do you want me to touch you?” She nods vehemently, and swallows as she grabs at my hand again.

“Ah, ah,” I tease. “You were a naughty girl today. It won’t be that easy.”

She frowns and gives me a questioning look.

“Did you give me the book when I asked earlier?” She bites her lip and shakes her head. “Did you smack me in the kitchen when I teased you?” She squeezes her eyes shut.

“Look at me, lass.”

I’m not angry with her, but I have been waiting for an excuse to punish her. I want to feel her skin beneath my palm. I want to see her cry out in pain before I make it better.

She obeys, opening her wide blue eyes to capture mine.

“You know what I’ve told you.” She nods. The next thing I know, she’s scrambling up onto her knees, practically throwing herself over the arm of the couch. She wriggles her little heart-shaped arse, offering herself to be punished.

Jesus.

“You think I should give you the spanking you’ve earned?”

She nods, pretending to be repentant, but I can tell how badly she wants this.

“It must not be proper punishment if you want it. I ought to do a better job this time.”

I stand beside her, place my palm on her lower back, then slam my hand against the fullest part of her arse. Her head snaps back, and I spank her again. My handprint blooms against her pale white skin, a pink-shaped mark that makes my cock throb.

I rub the place I’ve just spanked. “I think you like your spanking, don’t you?”

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.

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Release Blitz/ Tully by Jane Henry

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Don’t let her mousy appearance fool you...

McKenna Byrne is fire.

Hot tempered.

Passionate.

All-consuming.

She seared my soul from our very first kiss.

Once, she wanted a chance at independence.

A life away from the Clan. 

Then danger threw us back together, 

and when McKenna and I collide…

We ignite.

Now I’m forced to claim her. 

To make her a full-fledged woman of the Clan. 

She might fight me tooth and nail, but we both love a challenge. 

This time, there’ll be no escape for either of us.

This time, we’ll burn.

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.

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Release blitz Tiernan by Jane Henry

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When I knew Aisling, she was my sister’s best friend. 

Young.

Innocent.

Wild.

But that was then.

Now I’m hardened and ruthless. 

A bare-knuckle boxer. An enforcer for the Clan.

And that carefree girl is a slave to her addictions with demons in her eyes.

When she witnesses a murder—a murder I committed—

I have no choice but to take her. 

I’ll keep her silent. 

I’ll keep her hostage.

I’ll see her freed from her addictions. 

And then I’ll keep her bound to me… forever.

“Please,” I repeat, closing my eyes because I’m crying, and I fucking hate crying. “Please make it stop,” I whisper.

He watches me, takes another sip from his glass, then slides it on the table beside him. He rises, and for one brief moment in time, I let my gaze roam over him.

He’s grown up, a full grown man now, the reddish hair darkened and a little on the longer side, and he wears a full beard. He’s all angles and planes and power, intimidating as hell with his muscled grace and strength as he walks toward me. He smells strong and masculine, like pine and whiskey and tobacco smoke, and as he nears, my body begins to respond. My shaking intensifies, as terror fills me.

He crouches in front of me, resting his arms on his knees, his large fingers laced together. “Please what?” His voice is rough and deep, commanding my attention.

I swallow hard. “The pain,” I whisper. My voice, in such sharp contrast to his, wavers. “Give me what I need. I’ll give you anything you fucking want.”

The shaking stills when he reaches a hand out to me. He cups my jaw, his thumb tracing the side of my face.

“You’re strung out,” he says, a note of unmistakable anger in his voice. “You’re fucking looking for a hit.”

I close my eyes, and this time, even through my haze, I’m ashamed. He doesn’t know the girl I am now. He knows the girl I once was. I want to hide from him.

“Please,” I whisper again, opening my eyes reluctantly to plead. “I’ll do bloody anything.”

He shakes his head from side to side, and realization begins to dawn on me. I’m prisoner here. I won’t be able to escape. And there’s no fucking way I’ll be able to get what I need.

Fury consumes me. I open my mouth and howl, tears of rage and hopelessness streaming down my cheeks. “Let me go! Let me fucking go! I’ll call the police! I’ll scream! I’ll fucking kill you, I swear to God I will!”

He shakes his head once, from side to side, raises to his feet, and goes back to his drink. Unperturbed. Barely ruffled. He watches me with cold, narrowed eyes as he slugs the rest in one gulp. He slams the glass down on the table so hard it shatters, the only indication that I’ve affected him. But I don’t stop. I scream again, and again, even though I know I’ll regret this, because it’s the only release I can get.

“Let me out!” My voice sounds as if it belongs to another person, so desperate, so pained it hurts even me to hear.

“I warned you,” he says softly. “I don’t have what I need here, but I know where I do.”

He reaches into his pocket and retrieves a knife. Oh God oh God oh fucking God he’s going to hurt me.

“No!” I scream. “Hellllp! Somebody help me, please,” I sob and scream. “He’s going to kill me! Help!”

“Stop that.” His voice is harsh like a cut from a whip. I freeze. “I’m not going to kill you, but if you don’t fucking stop, I am going to give you a bloody hard spanking you’ll remember.”

I freeze. He means what he says, I know it. My thoughts don’t know where to settle, to fight him or push him even harder. A part of me wants him to strike me, as if it will somehow relieve the brutal pain that lashes at my insides.

I watch him flick open the knife. He falls to one knee, muttering, “Ought to spank you anyway for having a fit like this.” He gives me a stern look. “There are women and children living here that don’t need to be scared witless by your screams.”

If he only knew the torment I’m facing, he’d let me scream, unless he’s a monster.

Is he a monster?

I’m sobbing freely as the knife slashes my ropes. When he reaches for my arms, I flinch. He curses under his breath. I don’t catch the words.

He’s rubbing my skin, and some of the burning eases, but just the pain on the surface. The internal burning intensifies, fire licking through my limbs. Soon, he’s got all of me unbound, the tattered ropes scattered around us. My body’s limp, as the fight goes out of me. I slump to the floor, but he catches me.

I’m in his arms. I’m whimpering, curling up into a ball, then I splay out my limbs, but nothing I do eases the burn and pain and shaking. He lifts me up in the air and tosses me over his shoulder, but it scares the hell out of me. I scream and flail, and he quickly tugs me back down. He holds me to his chest, so tightly it almost makes the trembling better, but not quite.

I whimper and tuck myself against him, crying freely. I want to scream again, but it doesn’t help, and I know he doesn’t like it. Even strung out like this, even terrified, I don’t want to scare any children, and he said that I could.

We’re walking through the doorway, and the lights brighten. I hear voices, but they stop when we walk by. He’s rapping out orders like a drill sergeant, but I can’t make out what he’s saying. People shuffle to obey. I’m somewhere between consciousness and confusion. Who is he, that people do his bidding? Does he command them all?

But I don’t care. I don’t care who he is or where we’re going. I just want the burning to stop. We get to the foot of the stairs, and I hear a voice I recognize. I can’t place it, though. I keep my head tucked into his broad chest, and I can’t stop crying. I won’t look at the familiar voice. It’s a woman’s voice, and she’s troubled. She’s crying. We’re both crying. Even through my pain, I want to give her comfort.

Will anyone comfort me?

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.

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Release Blitz - Be My Babygirl by Jane Henry & Shanna Handel

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A billionaire daddy, an accidental escort, and a one-night stand…

It was only supposed to be a visit to Vegas,

To give me inspiration for my next romance novel. 

But when I was mistaken for an escort… 

By the city’s most famous billionaire 

I find more than inspiration…

He makes me call him daddy.

Pushes my boundaries.

Demands my submission…

Makes my body hum like the Vegas lights.

He makes me his Vegas Babygirl. 

But time is ticking, 

And this stern, reclusive billionaire wants to own me. 

Proving that what happens in Vegas, never really stays in Vegas.

Jane Henry

USA Today bestselling author Jane Henry pens stern but loving alpha heroes, feisty heroines, and emotion-driven happily-ever-afters. She writes what she loves to read: kink with a tender touch. Jane is a hopeless romantic who lives on the East Coast with a houseful of children and her very own Prince Charming.

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Shanna Handel is an Internationally Bestselling Author of Billionaire Bad Boys and Cowboy Doms. Obsessed with romance and happy endings, she lives with her own Prince Charming in a house full of kids and pets. Her life is beautiful chaos and she loves it that way. Sign up for her newsletter to receive freebies: www.shannahandel.com

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