10 Books by Jenika Snow (.ePUB)
10 Books by Jenika Snow (.ePUB)
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Overview: .Jenika Snow, a USA Today bestselling author, lives in the northeast. She prefers gloomy days, eats the topping off of her pizza first, and prefers to wear socks year round.
Genre: Erotic Romance
A Beautiful Prison – WARNING: This is not a traditional love story. This book is fiction and contains material readers may find offensive. This is the updated version that contains the happily ever after epilogue.
Ruby Jacobson wanted a new life, but it seems fate gives her a twisted version of it. Taken from her bed, and sold like an object, Ruby believes death is a far better outcome then what fate has in store for her. Or so she thought.
Gavin Darris has always desired the darker pleasures in life. Normally not one to purchase his playthings, he needs a woman who will bend to his will, and derive pleasure from it, too. He sees Ruby, one of the many women for sale, and he wants her as he’s never wanted anything else before. She has a fire in her eyes and a determination not to yield. She looks like a fighter and is exactly what he is looking for. Making her submit will be almost as pleasurable as finally sating the darkness inside of him.
He is ruthless in what he wants, and what he wants is Ruby.
The dark desires Ruby has felt inside of her are about to be tempted in the most horrifying of ways. She should hate Gavin and fear everything he represents, but she can’t deny that her body aches for his touch. He tells her she is his; that he owns every part of her, and everything inside of her knows that is the truth.
Faced with the ultimate decision, Ruby must choose to escape and gain her freedom, or stay with Gavin, the monster whose delicious punishment makes her yearn for more.
Both are frightening.
Claimed – The world that was once known is gone. In its place is a society where the rich rule, and the female population is auctioned off to the highest bidder.
Xavier saved me, purchasing me off the auction block and making me feel human again. Although I knew he wanted me, could see it in the way he watched me, he never touched me.But I wanted him to.I wanted to feel what it would be like to have his big body over mine, his strong hands running over my bare flesh. I shouldn’t want a man like him: rich, dangerous … one of the elite.But I did.Maybe it was time to break free from my shell and give myself something I deserved … him.
I had money and power, and I used those to my advantage, to purchase women from the auction under the guise that they were for me. But they weren’t. I purchased them to set them free. I’d been doing it for years without romantic attachment to any of them … until Claire came into my life.And once I saw her, I knew she’d be the one I couldn’t let go. She’d be my downfall, but I was more than ready to fall to my knees and worship the ground she walked on.
The Wolf’s Capture – It should have just been a simple vacation, away from everyone and everything to clear my head. But I soon realized I wasn’t alone.
He stalked me, hunted me. I should’ve run faster, tried harder. But the truth was I liked him chasing me.
Wolf was a ruthless man, his way of living barbaric. Now he had me in his off-the-grid cabin, what he deemed my new home. I was his new wife, would have his babies.
I was his irrevocably.
I shouldn’t have felt arousal. But I did.
He’s not going to let me escape … but then again, maybe I don’t want to.
Professor – The things I knew about her, the way I watched. It was all to protect her, all to know her.
She liked her tea with milk and sugar, extra sweet just like I knew her lips would be if I were to kiss her.I was desperate for her.
She chewed on her pencil when she was concentrating, her little tongue coming out and moving along her bottom lip.
I was hungry for her.
She played with the ends of her hair when she was nervous, her fingers delicate, long, like she played piano, her nails painted pink.
The things I thought about her doing with those tiny hands.
And she bit her bottom lip when she was worried, those straight white teeth sinking into the red flesh, like an apple being broken into, the crack of it consuming.
I didn’t deny I wanted her. I didn’t even try and hide it. Innocent. That’s what she was.I stalked her, knew her every like and dislike … obsessed over her.I wanted her like I’d never wanted anything in my life. And I told myself that watching her, following her, was to keep her safe. To keep her mine.I was her professor. She was my student. It was wrong to need her the way I did. But she consumed me, like I was gasping to breathe and she was oxygen.
I was a selfish bastard, and when it came to Grace, I wanted her all to myself.
So Good – Matthew
Ivy. So sweet and young, so innocent and mine, even though I was crossing a line by simply desiring her.
Forbidden.. I should stay away, but in my mind I’d already claimed her, already made the decision I couldn’t let her go.
If wanting her was wrong … I didn’t want to be right.
I was still in high school, hadn’t even experienced the world, but I already knew who I wanted to spend my life with.
He was someone I could never be with, yet here I was, feeling him, touching him … being with him. It was all so perfect until it wasn’t, until my father found out … until my world was turned upside down.
And through it all Matthew was there, telling me he wouldn’t give me up, wouldn’t let me go.
But could he keep that promise during the fallout?
Jock Blocked – We were just friends.
That’s how it had always been, and that’s how it would always be … if I had any self-control.
Who said we had to stay in the friend zone? Apparently I did, for far too long. But the truth was, I didn’t think there was anything sexier than having blurred lines when it came to Stella.
The girl I’d wanted for longer than I’d ever admit to anyone. My best friend. The smartest, prettiest girl I’d ever seen, ever known.
I was the star quarterback, the most popular guy in high school, who could have had any girl he wanted.
But I didn’t want any of those things. I didn’t care about any of that. All I cared about, all I wanted was one thing.
And the longer I stayed back, tried to keep myself in control where she was concerned, the more possessive I became, the more obsessed with her, the more jealous I became when a guy even looked in her direction.
There was nothing worse than being a jock block to yourself. But I was about to change all of that. I was about to make Stella mine.
Stalk Her – As president of The Devil’s Right Hand MC, I could get whatever I wanted.Drugs, women, money, but most of all power.
And it’s the latter I was most interested in, most focused on acquiring. Because without that, you’re nothing. And in the town of Copperhead, Colorado, I had no problem making people bend to my will.
I ran my club with an iron fist, and what we did wasn’t exactly legal, but then again the kind of money we wanted, you didn’t get by following the rules.
So back-alley deals, corrupt situations, blackmail, and just being a downright bastard… that’s what the MC was known for.
That’s what I was known for. Because fear got you what you wanted.
But then she came into my life—this sweet, fresh, and pretty young thing working at one of the bars the MC owned. I should’ve stayed away, should’ve kept my distance, because she was a liability and a distraction I sure as hell didn’t need.
Yet all it took was that one encounter, that one moment for her to cross my path, and I was completely obsessed with her.
I found myself doing anything and everything to get information on her, to find out who she was, where she lived… why she was so far away from home.
So I followed.
But her life wasn’t as innocent and vulnerable as she wanted people to think. She had secrets. She had a past. One she was running from.
But I wasn’t into a fairytale life or ending. That was never in the cards for me.
Because when it came to her, I knew I’d do anything to make her mine.
That Crazy Kind of Love– I wasn’t a jock, wasn’t the pretty boy next door. My family didn’t have any wealth, so I was “that guy from the wrong side of the tracks.”
I got into too much trouble, too many fights.
I would have been classified as the bad boy, the guy your mother warned you about.
And when I transferred to Silver Creek High to finish my senior year, I had one goal—keep my head down, don’t let anyone piss me off enough to get into a fight, and graduate.
And then she came into my life.
She was the prettiest girl I’d ever seen, with her shy glances at me, her questions that delved deep. She was the one person, aside from my own mother, who cared about what I thought and how I felt.
I knew keeping her as mine probably wasn’t smart, because she was far too good for the likes of me. But no one would have her but me.
I felt that too strongly to ignore.I probably shouldn’t have embraced my feelings for Harlow. She was better off without me. But I was too selfish.
I wanted her too much.
So screw it.
What I felt for her was that crazy kind of love.
Hung -After my father passed away, his ranch—my childhood home—was taken away from me, as well as almost every penny I had to pay his debts. I needed work fast, and in the small country town of Falls View, my options were limited.
A live-in cook and housecleaner, that’s what the ad asked for. When I pulled up to the ranch, I expected a burly cowboy—just like my father had been—to be the person who interviewed me. But the guy who showed up was everything I hadn’t expected, but sure as hell everything I wanted.
Dalton gave me the job almost on the spot, and I told myself this would be easy. I was used to hard work on a ranch. What I wasn’t used to was my boss being sexy as sin, or the fact that I saw the way he looked at me when he didn’t think I noticed.
I had to keep my gutter-thoughts at bay for my new employer.
Things could stay professional, and boundaries most definitely wouldn’t be crossed… right?
His Terms (2020) – The contract was simple.
Be his for one week and her money troubles would disappear.
It seemed simple enough to Sorcha Case. Cut and dry. She’d be Rian Hartford’s in any way he saw fit, but only for seven days.
But Sorcha should have known nothing was that simple. Rian was arrogant, ruthless, and brought cold to a whole new level. He was gorgeous, intelligent, charming, and charismatic. He’s dominating and demanding, and infuriates her to no end. Despite the fact that he was the devil in disguise, Sorcha wanted him like no other, so signing on that dotted line was easier than it should have been.
But Rian started to show her a different side, a gentler side that had her falling harder for him. She wanted to hate him, but the longer she stayed with him, the more she gave herself over. Sorcha knew leaving him once the contract was up would be one of the hardest things she’s ever done.
Reader note: This story was previously published under the title On His Terms. Although the story itself is the same, it has since been re-edited, slightly revised, and new content added.