MINE: A Dark Erotic Romance is out now! Just 99 cents for this week :)

Now out on Amazon and Barnes & Noble for just 99 cents this week

People wear masks. I cut them off.

She doesn’t know it, but she’s already mine.
They all are.
They cry. They scream. They beg for their lives.
Truth of it is, they’re all wearing masks. Even me.

I’m just the only one who’s not afraid to look at what lies underneath.

My hands are tied behind my back. Even if I could get loose, I’m locked inside the plastic surgeon’s library.
He’s in the next room.
Killing someone.

And if I said I wanted him to let me go, I’d be lying.

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Not scared of the dark? Pick it up now on Amazon or Barnes & Noble

Mine Cover Reveal!

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So excited to share this cover with you! I love love love dark romance covers, and this girl is a great model. Sweaters as dresses = so hot! I wish it wasn’t so cold here or I’d just be wearing sweaters and panties around the house forever, haha!

Here is the original image I used. I changed the color of the sweater in Photoshop because I thought it looked better. Also, it gives a little hint about the ending…

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Mine Cover Reveal is coming soon…

Winter style fashion photo of an handsome man

And thank you to the reader who caught my mistake in the sample chapters of MINE. That… has been fixed! Holy butts, it was a bad mistake. Did anybody else catch it?

ANYWAY, I am so excited to do the cover reveal for MINE! The book is edited and proofread and being formatted right now. I had a tough time deciding on whether to put a guy or a girl on the cover. Which do you like best? I like the classy guys in suits covers a lot, but I also get those books mixed up because… well, guys in suits all look alike to me. Maybe I’ll get my husband to pose in a suit for one of my covers… holding a butcher knife… or a syringe… or some rope… mmm… okay, getting distracted. Focus, Aubrey. What were we talking about? Oh yes, covers. Mmm, covers…

Review of His Secretary: Undone by Melanie Marchande


TL;DR: A love story between a snarky secretary… I mean, ADMINISTRATIVE ASSISTANT, and the sexy asshole billionaire boss with a heart of gold. And a big dick. And a talented tongue. Oh man, you gotta read it.

“My boss is insufferable. I mean grade-A, self-obsessed, Lamborghini-driving, top one percent of the one percent, completely out of touch asshole. His butler has a butler.”

At first Meghan hates her boss. Well, it’s a love-hate sort of thing. Like when they make fun of each other for FIVE YEARS while the sexual tension simmers.

Thing is, Adrian has been secretly pining for Meghan, so much that he wrote, like, five novels about her under a secret pen name. Five very sexy novels. That she just so happened to read and love. But of course, he can’t pretend to be his female pen name at the book signing. So Meghan has to step in. And things get frisky.

“Are you much of a reader, Meghan?”

HOO, BOY, do things get frisky! In the pool, in the hotel room, everywhere! Melanie Marchande writes some seriously hot sex. The one thing that I wish was more drawn out was their first encounter; I wanted it to be longer. But no worries, we get plenty more. And also some spanking.

“Oh Jesus God, I have masturbated to words that this man wrote.”

This heroine isn’t TSTL like some others; in fact, Meghan is breathtakingly smart and witty. Insecure, yeah, but who wouldn’t be with a mother like hers? Both she and Adrian are real and imperfect in all the right ways.

Billionaires can get boring, but Melanie Marchande has such a fresh contemporary voice that I can’t recommend her books enough. From MY ANACONDA DON’T to her hilarious nitpicks about grammar, His Secretary:Undone is one of the best of the billionaire genre. Read it now, you won’t regret it!

A New Dark Erotic Romance Novel

Coming Soon:

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I never meant to be here: tied up in bed next to a serial killer.

When I followed him home, I was just playing Nancy Drew. Trying to find out his secret. His kiss was intoxicating, and I thought he was harmless.

I was wrong.

Nancy Drew never ended up in a basement, handcuffed to a radiator, teased to the edge of insanity, begging to be let go.

Soon, I stopped begging to be let go.

Soon, I started begging to be his.