Renee Rose

I own you now. Desperate and alone, I strike a bargain with a mafia boss. I make myself available to him, he pays my bills. I’m his beck-and-call-girl. He’s my sugar daddy. Bobby Manghini owns me–that’s our arrangement. Giving myself to him is easy.

“You’re at my mercy now, amore.” Sorry, bella. You got dealt the losing hand. Witness to a crime, you’re my prisoner now. I didn’t mean for things to happen this way, but tying you to my bed and making you scream is an unexpected pleasure. A privilege, really. Even if I did trust...

The Zandians have taken back their planet. Now they need brides. All human females have been assigned to mates. Yes, mates, multiple. I've been given to three handsome males - cousins. Huge, purple and horned, they act like they want to eat me for breakfast. After what I've been through with...

They'll punish. Claim. Teach. Three Zandian warriors. One female assigned for reconditioning. Note: This reverse-harem short story was originally published in the USA Today best-seller Alien Alphas. It is a stand-alone story in the interconnected Zandian Masters and Zandian Brides series...

Rule #4 of Wall Street: Keep your enemies close The Vampire King wasn't on the invite list for our engagement party, but that won't stop him from demanding his due. He insists Madi and I make an appearance at his club. He wants a performance where we're the players. I would refuse—war be...

RULE #3 OF WALL STREET: NEVER BACK DOWN No one can know I've claimed the human as my mate. The enemies are at the gates–one wrong move and I’ll lose it all. My world will never be safe for her. If my pack finds out that I’ve mated a human, they’ll revolt. The fractures will grow deeper...

THE BIG BAD BULLY DOESN’T FALL FOR HIS PREY Even if she smells like nutmeg, honey, and sin. Even if her chaos and color drips into your black-and-white discipline—and leaves it bleeding. I was raised in a pack that worshipped bloodlines and power. Humans were beneath us—soft, fragile...

Rule #2 of Wall Street: Never show weakness An alpha must protect his pack. Weakness isn’t an option. Neither is the beautiful human who turned my world upside down. But she is my obsession, I won't let her go. I’m feral with the need to possess her. To consume her. Mating a human would...

He will own her submission.... The last four riveting books of USA Today best-selling author Renee Rose's riveting and steamy Zandian Masters series. Dive into: His Human Vessel Her Mate and Master Zandian Pet His Human Possession Four stand-alone alien romance audiobooks to set your...

RULE #1 OF WALL STREET: DON’T HUNT WHAT YOU CANNOT EAT. I’m the king of the business world. The Alpha of my pack. No one dares challenge me. Except my new assistant. She questions me to my face and calls me Big Bad Boss behind my back. When I give her an order, she asks me why, with all my...

"I've been completely blown away by this series" (The Romance Reviews) Dive into the first four books in USA Today Bestselling Author Renee Rose's Zandian Masters series. Featuring: His Human Slave Collared and caged, my human slave awaits her training.... Like all humans, she was born into...

Zander, the alien warrior prince intent on recovering his planet, needs a mate. While he would never choose a human of his own accord, his physician's gene-matching....

PACK RULE 13 - PROTECT YOUR TERRITORYI might be a happy-go-lucky Christmas tree farmer, but this holiday season, Im all bah humbug. Blame the beautiful, infuriating Fairchild Hotel heiress, whos swept into town to open agaspluxury resort. A spa. A freaking yoga retreat on the land next to mine...

PACK RULE #11: NEVER RUN FROM FATEI waited my whole life to find my mate, then she ran straight into my arms with danger chasing. I put down the threat and kept her safe. Now she's seen what I can do—and she's terrified. Of them. Of me. Of the body count I left behind to protect what’s mine...

In his world, control is power—and I won’t be controlled. I hate Benjamin Baranov. He stole everything from me—my dream internship, my friends, my future. And now, thanks to his father’s ruthless decree, I’m trapped… married to my enemy. He’s cold. Calculating. Consuming.

Humans lie. I learned that lesson once before. I thought I found a mate, but she betrayed us all. I won't let that happen again. Not even when I find Sia and four other females nearly dead on a defunct planet. Not when the lovely female is remanded to my custody. She's not being honest about...

Elle est ma captive. Ma prisonnière. Je la ferai parler. La bratva m’a mis un flingue dans la main quand j’avais treize ans. Elle m’a donné la liberté, un sentiment d’appartenance, et la famille que je n’ai jamais eue. Aucune chance que je laisse ce petit bout de femme attirer des...

Fate brought my fated mate right to Bad Bear Mountain…and made her untouchable. F*&% me. Maisy is human. Too young. Too sweet. Too breakable. I’m a Bad Bear. Ten years older. And I play rough. I’m an animal–in bed and out. She walks into my clinic, and my bear growls mine. But I can’t...

Un coureur, ça court après les femmes. Flynn Taylor, idole du rock, prend tout à la légère. Il rentre avec des filles différentes tous les soirs. Oui, des filles au pluriel. Sur le point de devenir une icône, pas seulement à Chicago, mais dans toute l’Amérique, il est tout ce que je devrais éviter.

Règle numéro 5 de la Meute : Femelle heureuse, destin heureux. Le destin m'en veut. Il m'a envoyé un vétérinaire humain pour rester dans le dortoir. Avec moi. Je n'ai peut-être pas l'odorat du loup, mais j'en ai l'ouïe. J'apprends qu'elle est vierge. Je lui offre deux semaines.