The Devil's Kiss Series Boxed Set
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Table of Contents
Copyright
Summary
Note To Readers
Titles by Gemma James
BOOK 1: THE DEVIL'S KISS
Part 1: Ultimatum
1. The Decision
2. Detour
3. Trained
4. Mastered
5. Inquisition
6. Forbidden Release
7. Vulnerable
8. Home
Part 2: Enslaved
1. The Rules
2. Office Punishment
3. From Bad To Worse
4. Safe No More
5. Office Politics
6. Reminiscent Rain
7. Lie Detector
8. Champagne and Lust
9. Retreat
10. Betraying The Demon
11. Four's a Crowd
12. Repercussion
Part 3: Retribution
1. Confrontation
2. Drowning
3. Dream
4. Checkmate
5. Jody
6. Christmas
7. Flight
8. Gamble
9. Lion's Den
10. Confessions
11. Surprise Party
12. The Price of Sin
Epilogue
BOOK 2: THE DEVIL'S CLAIM
1. Inferno
2. Mine
3. Last Chance
4. Girl Talk
5. Fairytale
6. Taken
7. Return of the Master
8. Yes
Contents
Copyright
Summary
Note To Readers
Titles by Gemma James
BOOK 1: THE DEVIL'S KISS
Part 1: Ultimatum
1. The Decision
2. Detour
3. Trained
4. Mastered
5. Inquisition
6. Forbidden Release
7. Vulnerable
8. Home
Part 2: Enslaved
1. The Rules
2. Office Punishment
3. From Bad To Worse
4. Safe No More
5. Office Politics
6. Reminiscent Rain
7. Lie Detector
8. Champagne and Lust
9. Retreat
10. Betraying The Demon
11. Four's a Crowd
12. Repercussion
Part 3: Retribution
1. Confrontation
2. Drowning
3. Dream
4. Checkmate
5. Jody
6. Christmas
7. Flight
8. Gamble
9. Lion's Den
10. Confessions
11. Surprise Party
12. The Price of Sin
Epilogue
BOOK 2: THE DEVIL'S CLAIM
1. Inferno
2. Mine
3. Last Chance
4. Girl Talk
5. Fairytale
6. Taken
7. Return of the Master
8. Yes
9. Love Me
10. Afterglow
11. Hesitant
12. Denied
13. Crazy Normal
14. Doubt
15. O.M.G.
16. Destroyed
17. Banished
18. Purgatory
19. Gone
20. Finding Home
21. Mistress
22. Infinity
23. Over the Rose Petals
BOOK 3: THE DEVIL'S WIFE
Prologue
1. The Sound of Silence
2. Treacherous
3. Clandestine
4. Control
5. Summons
6. Lunchtime Scandal
7. Cryptic
8. Surrender
9. The Edge of Decency
10. Crossroads
11. Tirade
12. The Truth Shall Set You On Fire
13. Four Minutes Past Midnight
14. Kayla's Reward
15. Ultimate Sin
16. Goodbye
17. Mistake
18. How To Save a Life
19. Property of Gage Channing
20. Sentence
21. The Other Woman
22. Common Ground
BOOK 4: THE DEVIL'S SPAWN
1. Impetuous
2. Sadistic
3. Secret Little Notes
4. Backdoor Access
5. Thumbed
6. Elephants
7. Oral Petition
8. Coup
9. Sick Day
10. Candid Camera
11. Severity
12. After Care
13. Tender Mercy
14. O.M.G. Again
15. Come Clean
16. Heartbeat
17. Edgy
18. Beneath the Mask
19. Rendezvous
20. A Test of Trust
21. The Circle
22. Katherine's Web
23. Deuce Impetuous
24. Reunions
25. Karma's Bitch
26. Karma's Last Laugh
27. The Devil's Grace
DEVIL'S KISS BONUS MATERIAL
The Devil's Kiss - Alternate Scene in Gage's POV
The Devil's Claim - Bonus Scene in Gage's POV
The Devil's Wife - Deleted Scene
The Devil's Spawn - Bonus Scene in Gage's POV
EXCERPTS OF TORRENT & EPIPHANY
Torrent - Chapter One
Epiphany - Chapter One
Note From the Author
About the Author
The Devil’s Kiss Series Boxed Set
Copyright © 2017 Gemma James
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SUMMARY
Nothing is black and white when everyone has secrets.
Broke and desperate, Kayla Sutton siphons thousands from her employer to pay for her daughter’s treatment, but when her boss finds out, he demands repayment...in the form of her submission.
What started as a game turns into so much more when the past returns, testing the chains that bind Gage and Kayla’s hearts together.
She fell for his wicked ways after he blackmailed her, stayed after he kidnapped her, went back to him after he almost destroyed them both with his fury. Now she wants to give him her future.
Willingly.
INCLUDES: The Devil’s Kiss, The Devil’s Claim, The Devil’s Wife, The Devil’s Spawn, and over 11,000 words of bonus material, including bonus scenes from Gage’s POV!
NOTE TO READERS
THE DEVIL’S KISS SERIES BOX SET is a dark romance with a BDSM edge that does NOT conform to safe, sane, and consensual practices. Includes explicit content and subject matter that may offend some readers. Intended for mature audiences.
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TITLES BY GEMMA JAMES
Condemned Series
Torrent (Condemned #1)
Rampant (Condemned #2)
Fervent (C
ondemned #3)
Vagrant (Condemned #4)
Devil’s Kiss Series
The Devil’s Kiss (Devil’s Kiss #1)
The Devil’s Claim (Devil’s Kiss #2)
The Devil’s Wife (Devil’s Kiss #3)
The Devil’s Spawn (Devil’s Kiss #4)
Standalone Novels
Epiphany
Part 1: Ultimatum
1. The Decision
“You wanted to see me?”
“Yes, shut the door, Kayla.”
His tone issued a warning that echoed in my ears, and I almost jumped as the door clicked shut. As usual, his presence caused an unsettling tickle in my stomach. Gage Channing left no room for mistakes or excuses—every single one of his employees displayed their best behavior, or else. I shuddered to think of the woman he’d fired last week; she’d scurried from the building as mascara tracked down her cheeks.
“Sit down.” He gestured to the leather chair in front of his desk.
I sat, crossed my legs, and forced myself to meet his gaze. He had a way of piercing people with his eyes. They were startling—the kind of blue that dolphins played in. I got the feeling he saw right through me, as if he’d known what I’d been doing and had bided his time until the perfect moment presented itself to pounce. Was that moment now?
He slapped a folder on the desk. “Do you know what’s in here?”
“N-no, Mr. Channing.”
“I’m disappointed, Ms. Sutton.”
My heartbeat tumbled twice, then sped up. He rarely addressed me so formally, a fact which caused a fair amount of gossip in the office. Some speculated the boss had a thing for me, and others went so far as to claim we were screwing like rabbits after hours. “I’m sorry, I’m not sure what you’re getting at.” Liar! He’d found me out; I was sure of it.
“I’m referring to the ten grand you stole from Channing Enterprises.” He opened the folder and pushed the evidence in front of me. Account statements. Ledgers.
Oh God…
“I trusted you, Kayla. I even promoted you to personal assistant, and this is how you repay me?”
“I was desperate.” I swallowed hard as the reality of my situation threatened to choke me. He’d have me thrown in jail, and Eve…Eve would die without me by her side. “My daughter is sick. I needed money…please, I’ll pay you back. Every penny.” I lifted my head and faced his granite expression. “Just don’t turn me in.”
If he was affected by my plea, he didn’t show it. “I don’t plan to alert the authorities.” He snapped the incriminating file shut. “But you’re correct when you say you’ll pay me back.” He steepled his fingers and rested his chin on them. “There is something I want. I’ve had a contract drawn up outlining my terms, and if you want my silence—and the evidence destroyed—you’ll sign it.”
“What do you want from me?” My voice quivered, and when he flashed a devilish grin, I gripped the chair to keep from bolting.
Gage got up and rounded the desk. His body overshadowed mine as he knelt beside me. A line of stubble darkened his jaw, giving him an undeniable hint of danger. “I want you as my slave.”
“Your slave?” My jaw dropped. Did I even want to know what that meant?
“Hmm, yes. My slave.” He lowered his gaze to my mouth, then lingered on my breasts, and his inspection burned a hole through my blouse. In response, my nipples tightened underneath the silk. “Surely you’ve heard of BDSM,” he added.
I screwed my mouth shut. I didn’t like where this conversation was going at all.
“Bondage, discipline,” he said, inching closer, “punishment.” The last word he savored, as if fine wine dampened his lips. “I’d say you’ve earned quite a bit. Wouldn’t you agree?”
“I can pay you back,” I said. “It’ll take time, but I’ll get the money.”
“I don’t want your money.” Warm and minty breath breezed across my lips, inviting my mouth to mate with his. I edged away and clung to the side of the chair.
“I want your submission,” he continued, “absolute ownership of you and your body. That’s what I want.”
I worked my jaw, searching for the words to express my disbelief, but only ended up staring at him in stunned silence. The man could have any woman he wanted, and all it would take was a crook of his executive finger. “Why are you doing this?”
His face darkened. “I have my reasons.”
“You’re crazy if you think I’ll agree to this.”
“You’re too gorgeous to waste away in prison.” He placed a hand on my leg, right above my knee. I tensed, afraid to move, afraid he’d push his possession further if I resisted. “You know”—he gently slid his palm upwards—“the penalty for embezzlement in Oregon is up to five years.”
My breath hitched as he grazed the skin underneath the hem of my skirt. “Don’t.”
He raised an eyebrow. “No?” Gage reached for the phone. “Are you sure?”
The futility of my situation spilled from my eyes. Upset with myself for displaying weakness, I wiped the tears from my cheeks. “Don’t call.”
As if I’d given him permission, he uncrossed my legs and wedged them apart. “I love natural redheads.” He slipped his fingers under the edge of my panties and smoothed them over my crotch. “Are you just as red here?” he asked, grabbing a pinch of hair.
With a nod, I closed my eyes. My entire body tingled, and not in a good way. I couldn’t believe my boss was doing this to me…in his office in the middle of a workday.
“I’m tempted to leave you natural, at least for a while. I want to see you first.”
My face burned with humiliation, and it took everything I had to keep my legs apart. I balled my hands until my fingernails bit into skin. “This is sexual harassment, you bastard. It’s illegal, and so is blackmail.”
He withdrew his hand, and by the time I looked up, Gage had reclaimed his seat. “Don’t think of it as blackmail. Think of it as an alternative to prison. I’d much rather punish you myself.” He opened another folder and slid the contents across the desk. “You either submit to me or go to jail. Either way, the decision is yours.”
With unsteady fingers, I fiddled with the paperwork but couldn’t bring myself to read his demands. “What exactly do you have in mind?”
“Let’s start with the basics.” He gestured toward the contract. “You’ll be my submissive for the next six weeks, beginning immediately upon your signature. I prefer a live-in arrangement on the weekends. During the week I expect you to follow my rules.” He leaned back in his chair and kept a steady gaze on me. “You’ll come to work as usual, but under no circumstances will you flirt or date other men, or entertain or go out with friends—”
“What about Eve? I spend most of my time at the hospital.”
“I’m aware of that, and I don’t have an issue with you seeing her, but the weekends belong to me, understand?”
If I could shoot daggers with a single glance, he’d feel my pain. “What else?” I tossed the contract down and crossed my arms.
“I expect absolute obedience.” The corner of his mouth curled. “I won’t hesitate to punish you when necessary. Of course, you’ll choose a safe word.” He frowned, as if the idea didn’t please him. “However, should you decide to use it, our contract will become null and void, and I’ll turn you over to the police. If you speak with anyone about this, the same stipulation applies.”
Tears of desolation dripped down my cheeks, and I no longer cared about hiding them. His ultimatum terrified me. I wasn’t a stranger to abuse, but being someone’s slave—in every sense of the word—was a terrifying concept. “Eve will wonder where I am on the weekends.”
“She’ll benefit from our agreement. I’m allowing you to keep the money, which in turn ensures she gets the treatment she needs. I understand it’s experimental and that you don’t have the luxury of time.”
I narrowed my eyes. “How did you know about that?” I hadn’t talked to anyone about Eve’s treatment. It was t
oo painful a subject, and the last thing I wanted were platitudes thrown in my face. The insurance had refused to cover it, and Eve was out of options.
“I have my sources.” He leaned forward with a smirk. “I have vested interest in you, Kayla—ten thousand dollars worth. You’re desperate, and I know you’ll give me what I want because even though I’m giving you a choice, your love for your daughter won’t.”
“There’s a hole in your logic. Even with the ten grand, I’m still short.”
“You underestimate me. I’ll pay for her medical bills in full. She’ll be taken care of.”
The bastard had me, and he knew it. “What will you do to me?”
“It’s all there in the contract…but to put it succinctly”—he leaned forward with a glimmer of excitement in the depths of his eyes —“whatever I damn please.”
I forced my attention onto the papers. Certain words and phrases popped out: Flogging. Bondage. Nipple torture. Anal play. I stared at him, slack-jawed. “You’d hurt me like this?”
“Yes,” he lowered his voice, and something about his deep timbre shot through me, “but there’s a flimsy line between pain and pleasure.”
“I think I’m gonna be sick.”
“Decide now. I’m growing impatient.”
“Please, Gage. Don’t make me do this. Please, I’ll—”
“You’ll save your begging for later, preferably while on your knees.” He held out a pen. “But either way, decide.”
I glared at him. “Do I have a choice?”
“Of course, just as you have the option of backing out of our agreement whenever you wish.” He tapped the pen against the desktop. “That’s the beauty of this. The choice is yours.”
“But if I don’t agree, you’ll turn me in and Eve won’t get her treatment.”
“Correct.”
“That doesn’t sound like much of a choice. That sounds like coercion.”
“I want you, and I’m willing to cross a line to get what I want. Just as you did to save your daughter’s life.”
I snatched the pen from his hand and stabbed the paper with my signature, essentially signing over my soul to the devil incarnate. I’d only experienced this kind of claustrophobic captivity one other time in my life, and it was a time capsule of hell I’d buried deep in my memory. Would Gage unearth it?