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Athletic, chiseled, tan, tall, and all about the lifestyle. He comes from old money, but has a drive to make his own mark on the world. He’s a billionaire looking for someone to share his luxurious lifestyle.

He’s a billionaire daddy looking for a little to take care of. She needs someone to take care of her. Derrick: She is fiery, willful, drop-dead gorgeous, and in serious need of a daddy. Her diminutive figure fits me perfectly. Her independent streak intrigues me and makes me crazy. Watching her learn and grow in the lifestyle is my biggest pleasure. But so is watching her misbehave and earn her spankings. She is a paradox of good and bad, pain and pleasure, a maelstrom of mixed emotions. She keeps me on my toes. And I love every single minute of it!

Candy is perfect, petite, beautiful, deliciously curvy, sweet. With her fiery red hair and jade green eyes, she looks like a sexy fairy. I’ve never had a little girl, but there’s a first time for everything. She’s full of dreams that I can make come true. I want to know she’s mine first. That means she can’t know I’m a billionaire for a while. She’s so sweet I have to work at finding a reason to spank her. She is perfect in every way.

Being a doctor at the nursing home isn't what I had in mind. I used to own my own practice, but, after getting divorced, I lost everything. I miss being able to do what I wanted to. I used to save lives, but, now, I simply prolong them. That is until I meet her. Short, sexy, beautiful, and broken. I didn't expect to fall in love so quick, but now that I have, I can't stay away.

Part of me pities Heather for what happened to her, but I'm glad she found Jeremiah. Now that she's safe, I've had time to reflect on my life. I grew up rich, and my father died, leaving me everything. I don't want to live with the memory of his mistakes that drive my mother away. So, I plan to sell the family home. That's when I met him…tall, sexy, handsome. Father never would have approved. However, now that he's gone, I don't have a problem finding love.

My family is no more. Father died after losing every penny he had invested in a fake company. Mother ran out on me, leaving me with the remains of Father's debt. Now, there's a chance I may have married the man Father owed the money to. I want to be able to make my own choices in life and marry whom I choose. So, I ran away looking for a new place to call home. That's when I met the sexiest man I could have even dreamed of. I don't care if he's poor so long as I don't have to marry someone else.

The big city is so much different from the small town I grew up in, especially on Christmas. Everyone's rushing around, trying to buy gifts, and they don't care about anyone else. I miss how close everyone seemed to be back home. The town was practically magical and full of Christmas cheer. That's when I meet him…tall, strong, handsome, sexy. He's as jolly as Santa, and I'm in love. How do I know he's like this year-round?

She's had to struggle to survive almost all her life. He's got everything he could possibly want…Hannah: I've always been on my own, and I never count on anyone. That's the way it has been, and it's the way it may always be. It would take a miracle to rise to the top from here. Getting the job at Darling Realty, freshly reformed, is that miracle. I may have to start from the bottom, but I know I can do it. That is until I meet him...Sexy, mysterious, handsome, and rich. However, he doesn't seem to care about anyone but himself.

How does anyone ever know what they want? And more importantly—how do they ever know who they want? As an army brat, I never had a chance to put down roots, which felt fun and exciting until the curse followed me into adulthood. Everyone around me had started falling in love, getting married, and creating families of their own. But not me. I just couldn’t settle down. When I least expected it, I met Sage—a kind-hearted daddy who wasn’t looking for a little at the time. That didn’t stop me from wanting to know more, though. Can my energy spark his interest?

With my ex-husband married off and my twins half-grown, it seemed about time for me to put myself first. But when had it become so difficult to find a daddy? Feeling frustrated with local options, I’d almost given up hope. When I was at least expecting anything, I went in search of jam for my bakery and stumbled upon an old flame in the process. Will we let years spent apart ruin our chances at happiness? Or will we seize the moment and make way for a love that’s stronger than ever?

I’d spent the last few years tending to a man who didn’t value my dreams. With him out of the picture, I’d decided to focus on my career. Still, something in my life was missing. Everyone around me had found a daddy, so why couldn’t I? Then an evening of errands led me to Josiah—a rugged daddy with a giving heart. Will I be able to break down his walls? Or will I have to do things on my own?

My ex Jesse called me worthless and ignored my needs. I wanted someone to love me so much that I overlooked his faults until he almost killed me. But when Iain visited his summer home next door, I started to question everything I thought I knew about men. Will past abuse get in the way of my happiness? Or will I be able to push through my fear and let someone new in?

Everyone always thought I’d marry my ex, River. Local daddies and littles looked up to us as the perfect couple—attractive, kink-informed, adventurous, and successful. We ruled the town’s hush-hush lifestyle club until he broke my heart. After a stretch of singleness and with a trail of shallow suitors at my door, I decided to get back into the swing of things and look for another daddy to call my own. Will I be able to look beyond the obvious options and find someone to handle my demanding nature? Or will I end up with one of the suitors who want me to be their trophy wife?

Always the bridesmaid, never the bride, eh? Seemed like the perfect saying to describe my life. But I wanted to be the bride. I wanted to find the one. Instead, I found a mind-blowing one-night stand. Or so I thought. When the sexy, strong, demanding police officer begs for a second chance and the opportunity to protect me, will I give it to him? My heart tells me to try.

She’ll take his breath away. He’ll breathe life back into her. Delilah: Turning twists and flips high above the ground isn’t anywhere near as scary to me as trusting a man. Until I meet Ranger. The urge to trust his strong shoulders and sexy smile is so strong that I instantly push him away. But in my heart I hope he follows me and makes me his Little before our time runs out.

Helping people has always been my calling. But helping people who don’t want to be helped is my true talent. Lacey falls into that category. Knowing her brother, I figured she’d be a typical case of addiction. Little did I know how addictive she could be. Who could have predicted how badly I’d want her to be my Little? When she’s threatened by her addiction, I’ll do everything in my power to save the sexy, sassy love of my life. But will it be enough for her to see she’s worthy of saving?

Dealing cards isn’t as glamorous as it may sound. When a creepy guy hits on me at work, I handle it...or so I think. Until I have to be rescued from him by a sexy, distrustful, dominating cop. But this cop has a soft side, a side he doesn’t show very often. My mind tells me to depend on only myself, but my body wants to believe him when he promises he’ll keep me safe.

Why did I always seem to be running from something? When I’d finally been smart enough to leave, I definitely needed protection. The man I'd trusted while I was in hiding for two years had left me, only to return, claiming he wanted more from me. His words excited me and his touch aroused me, but would he be able to keep me safe? And am I able to give him what he desires? I definitely want to try.

Why did he have to leave me alone? He was the only family I’d had left. Losing my older brother had left me angry and driven me to build a better life of my own. But when a stranger offers to help me forget for a night, I can’t resist. His touch helps erase the loneliness, and his kind words help me trust him. But when he turns out to be the enemy, I have to decide whether I want love or revenge more.

Why did I always choose the wrong men? I’d finally been brave enough to leave him, but definitely needed help. Was the dangerous, handsome stranger in the alley a better choice than the abusive husband I left there? I didn’t know. But I knew I had to find out. As he carried me away from my nightmare, his touch comforted and aroused. He promises to keep me safe. But is that even possible with my luck?