Denial 2.5 - This short story takes place a few months after the events in 'Not Your Damn Dom'. Readers will at least need to have read 'Not Your Damn Submissive' to fully appreciate the story.I should trust and believe in my Dom over the paparazzi, I know that. But from the pictures all over the press, Callum is having an affair with his newest co-star. I'm trying not to jump to conclusions, but I just can't shake these damn suspicions.Okay, I'm his submissive - and I love that. He loves to tell me that I'm his. But do I really have any claim on him in return?Are you mine, Sir?

If you don’t level with me, I can't be your submissive. I can't give control to someone who doesn’t trust me with the truth. Nell West has spent a whirlwind couple of months as Marc Cassidy’s submissive. But even as the handsome, charming vice-CEO of the Cassidy Corporation guides her into the BDSM scene at large, Nell senses he’s hiding a huge part of his past from her...

It's only a matter of time until Ryan and Sian - college classmates and good friends - stop pretending they're nothing more than that, despite the fact that they know exactly how they feel about each other. When a transfer student corners Ryan and tries to put the moves on him, Sian sees her chance and goes for what she wants.The sexual tension they've been holding back is unbearable, and they duck into a storage cupboard for some release - but the risky location puts them in danger of being discovered. But the exhibitionism just adds to the thrill of their heated, erotic encounter in ways Ryan had never expected...This 3,800 word SHORT STORY is just a tiny snippet of sexy fun - if you're looking for plot, this book's not for you, but if a steamy interlude is what you're after, it just might be what you're looking for! ;)

A standalone novel in the Denial series... I’m just waiting for the inevitable. Three years ago, I broke my submissive’s spirit completely. After she fled, I swore I’d never call myself a Dominant again. No one who screwed up as badly as I did is worthy of that title. Then Alexandra Ashford signed up for my personal training sessions—smart, confident, yet perfectly willing to follow my every order. The kind of submissive every Dom dreams about, even if she doesn’t know it. I knew I had to keep my distance. My intentions were good, but she seduced me anyway. I’d stayed away from women for three years, yet it took her three days to get past my defences. Now I can’t make myself let her go. She’s more than I deserve; everything I want. But keeping vanilla? That’s gonna be hell. All I can do is hope she never begs me to tie her up and hurt her, though my Dom side craves it. If we cross that line, I have to leave her. I can’t break another submissive. I can’t be her damn Dom.

Erotica/Romance. 75368 words long. First published in 2011

Figuring him out... Returning to work after her erotic fairytale weekend of opulence and submission seems frustratingly mundane to Nell West, but she’s hopeful about her newfound submissive relationship with the CEO’s gorgeous son, Marc Cassidy. It seems that Marc can’t get enough of her, either...

I’m beyond pissed off with Callum Connors. Yeah—the Callum Connors, star of my favourite TV show…and all my most private fantasies. He’s a self-confessed Dom, and he wants me, even though I told him outright that I’m not interested in submission or in him. But then I kissed him. What possessed me? I don’t even remember who started it, me or him—just that I brushed against him, and then we were on the way to third base in the middle of the set. Maybe I should have told him no again afterwards, but I just wanted to escape before he tried to take it further. I didn’t think I’d be able to resist him. I still don’t. Now he’s somehow thrown us together for two whole weeks, getting the studio to temporarily change my job from set decorator to his personal assistant. I can live with being his assistant, but I am not his damn submissive. No matter how sexy he is.