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I'm Silvy. I'm tired of waiting around for Mr. Right. I don't think he is coming. I want a family, badly. So I'm taking matters into my own hands. I don't need to be married or have a boyfriend to have a baby. I am going to have artificial insemination. I ask my friend and biggest man-whore I know, Goof, to help me. He isn't ready to settle down so I know he will walk away when the time comes. He agrees to help me but changes the terms. He wants to have sex with me. I can do that. I mean he is hot as hell. I just have to keep my heart out of it. I may have a crush on the man but I won't let that get in the way of what I want.
I'm Goof. I agree to be Silvy's sperm donor but on my terms. Silvy thinks I'm going to walk away from her and the baby when she gets pregnant. I don't think so. I have been in love with Silvy for over a year. I have been trying to figure out a way to get out of the friend zone. Now I have my chance.

Emerald Jade is a human who goes to work for a large company. During her employment her father suffers an accident and her mother dies. Emerald is promoted but is unaware of her mate bond with her two CEO bosses. Emerald thinks her bosses are a gay couple, so imagine her surprise when she learns she is both of their mate.

Every girl should have their best guy friend take her virginity. At least, that's what I think.

Yes, I'm that girl.

That weird girl that always asks for the impossible and just happens to be secretly in love with her oblivious--rightfully so--best friend. Woe isn't my name though. It's Cassie.

And with my impromptu agreement to be a surrogate mother due to financial instability, I'm in a bind. Losing my virginity to a baby is not my cherry-picking dream. I have maybe a month to get him to agree before the in vitro process starts. Of course, he and his boyfriend know absolutely none of this. [M/F/M]

“I thought we discussed this earlier, Weakness? I warned you. His death is on your hands.”
“I thought you said you were done chasing me?” Gen mocked.
“I am done chasing you.”
Before she could formulate a witty remark, Matteo threw her down. She landed hard on her back atop his dining room table. She tried to sit up when she noticed what he was doing. His hands were working on his belt. It came free of his pants with a violent yank. She collapsed back on her elbows, her mouth gaping open at the display. His face was a mask of sheer determination, his eyes were a dark gold swimming with heat and desire. His hands wrapped around her thighs and pulled her to the edge of the table. He glided his fingers up her thighs and hooked several around the inside of her panties. His knuckles brushed her dripping sex.
“You’re soaking wet, Genevieve. Tell me, was it me that made you this way or him?” his voice told her to be careful with her answer. His knuckles slid down through her folds and she threw her head back as she moaned. “Weakness?”
“You…” she breathed.


Genevieve loses a bet she can’t afford to pay. In a compromise, she agrees to convince any man her opponent chooses to go home with her that night. What she doesn’t realize when her sister’s friend points out the brooding man sitting alone at the bar, is that man won’t be okay with just one night with her. No, Matteo Accardi, Don of one of the largest gangs in New York City doesn’t do one night stands. Not with her anyway.

Maya froze when the man who drew every eye in the room walked in. Her ex-boyfriend, who‘d vanished five years ago, was now one of Boston’s richest tycoons. Back then, he’d never hinted at his identity—then he’d disappeared without a trace. Seeing his cold gaze now, she could only assume he’d hidden the truth to test her, decided she was vain, and left in disappointment.

Outside the ballroom, she went to him as he smoked by the door, wanting to at least explain herself.

“Are you still angry with me?”

He flicked the cigarette away and looked at her with open contempt. “Angry? You think I’m angry? Let me guess—Maya finally finds out who I am and now she wants to ‘reconnect.’ Another chance now that she knows my last name comes with money.”

When she tried to deny it, he cut in. “You were a blip. A footnote. If you hadn’t shown up tonight, I wouldn’t have remembered you.”

Tears stung her eyes. She almost told him about his daughter, but stopped. He’d only think she was using the child to trap him and get his money.

Maya swallowed everything back and left, certain they would never cross paths again—only for him to keep appearing in her life, until he was the one lowering himself, humbly begging her to take him back.

Liesl McGrath is an up-and-coming artist but for eight years she focuses on her husband as a devoted partner, adjusting her life and her career around him achieving his goal of becoming CEO by the age of thirty.

Her life is perfect until her glass castle crashes down. Her husband admits to infidelity with none other than her own sister and there is a child coming. Liesl decides the best way to mend her shattered heart is by destroying the one thing he holds more important than anything else: his career.

Isaias Machado is a billionaire first generation American he knows the value of hard work and doing what it takes to survive. His entire life has been geared to the moment he can take the McGrath company away from the corrupted men who once left his family homeless.

When Liesl McGrath approaches the billionaire to bribe him with information set to ruin her ex-husband, Isaias Machado is chomping at the bit to take everything the McGrath’s prize including Liesl.

A story of love, revenge and healing needs to start somewhere and Liesl’s pain is the catalyst to the wildest rollercoaster ride of her life. Let the bribery begin.

They thought they could destroy me. They were wrong.

My name is Aria Harper, and I just caught my fiancé Ethan screwing my stepsister Scarlett in our bed. While my world crumbled, they were planning to steal everything—my inheritance, my mother's legacy, even the company that should be mine.

But I'm not the naive girl they think I am.

Enter Devon Kane—eleven years older, dangerously powerful, and exactly the weapon I need. One month. One secret deal. Use his influence to save my company while I uncover the truth about my mother Elizabeth's "death" and the fortune they stole from me.

The plan was simple: fake my engagement, seduce information from my enemies, and walk away clean.

What I didn't expect? This insomniac billionaire who can only sleep when I'm in his arms. What he didn't expect? That his convenient arrangement would become his obsession.

In daylight, he's a master of indifference—his gaze sliding past me like I don't exist. But when darkness falls, he's pushing up my lace dress, his hands claiming my breasts through the sheer material, his mouth finding the small mole on my collarbone.

"That's it," he breathes against my skin, voice strained and gravelly. "God, you feel amazing."

Now the lines are blurred, the stakes are higher, and everyone who betrayed me is about to learn what happens when you underestimate Aria Harper.

Revenge never felt so good.

What’s more embarrassing than a butt dial?
Butt dialing your boss…
And leaving a dirty voicemail when you’re uhh… “thinking” about them.

Working as Ruslan Oryolov’s personal assistant is the job from hell.
After a long day spent tending to the billionaire’s every whim, I need some stress relief.
So when I get home that night, that’s exactly what I do.

Problem is, my thoughts are still stuck on the bosshole who’s ruining my life.
That’s fine—because of all Ruslan’s many sins, being gorgeous might be the most dangerous.
Tonight, fantasies of him are just what I need to push me over the edge.

But when I look down at my phone squished next to me,
There it is.
A voicemail for 7 minutes and 32 seconds…
Sent to Ruslan Oryolov.

I panic and throw my phone across the room.
But there is no undoing the damage done by my very vocal O.

So what can I do?
My plan was to just avoid him and act like it never happened.
Besides, no one that busy checks their voicemails, right?

But when he schedules a one-on-one meeting with me for exactly 7 minutes and 32 seconds,
One thing is for certain:
He.
Heard.
Everything.

Juniper Hayes survives her senior year by staying invisible—working double shifts at a greasy diner, hiding behind baggy clothes, and avoiding trouble at all costs. Knox Reyes, campus golden boy and star quarterback, lives for attention, power, and short-term flings. They exist in completely different worlds—until a chance encounter pull them together. When Knox needs a fake girlfriend to fix his reputation, and Juniper needs money—and protection from a persistent ex—they strike a deal.
But as staged moments turn into lingering touches and fake kisses feel dangerously real, the lines begin to blur.
Because the invisible girl is finally being seen… And the untouchable playboy may be falling first.

Elise’s
Every time Damien speaks, I feel myself shrinking, waiting for the edge in his voice to turn cruel. But it never does. He is blunt, yes, but not in the way I have come to fear. He pushes, but not too hard, as if he knows I might break. That unsettles me more than his sharp grin or the way every girl on campus watches him walk by.
I keep telling myself he is dangerous, that his type will ruin me, but my body betrays me. My pulse stumbles when his hand brushes mine. My stomach twists when his attention lingers too long. And deep down, I am terrified of what will happen if I stop running from him. Because for the first time in years, part of me wonders what it would feel like to trust a man again.


His hot breath makes me sigh. “And I would like your cock.”
“Already?”
“Yes.”
“Careful, Paulina…” Adrian warns. “You are so tight.” He slides one thick finger inside me, and I shut my eyes as he adds another. I clench around them, and he breathes a low laugh. “My cock is much, much bigger than this. Do you think you can handle it?”
My answer is a breathless gasp. “Yes…” The truth is, I might actually die if I do not feel him inside me. I am pulsating with need. “Fuck me, Adrian.”
A dark, low chuckle rumbles from his chest.
His fingers slide deeper, finding a perfect, sensitive spot. He works me there, his touch slow and expert. It is not long before my breaths are coming in short, ragged pants.
“Ungh…” I moan. “That feels so good…”

Betty have been living a lie for as long as she can remember. She have been abused by her parents her whole life, even though she is a broken and abused girl in her own home. Outside of those four walls she is a force to be reckoned with! She is not afraid to do what she need to stay alive!

Merigold is a single mom who was just supposed to meet the brother she just found. She didn't expect to be thrown into a world of motorcycle clubs and danger. Her father started the club and her brother now runs it. She is the heiress to the club. She didn't expect to fall in love with not one but two club members only to have her heartbroken. She wasn't supposed to get pregnant. Who is the father? Do I tell them? And there was no way she was supposed to get kidnapped by a rival club. Will she be rescued in time to save her life and the lives of her babies.

“What are you doing, Theo?” I whispered, trying to keep my voice low, so Tobias wouldn’t overhear and come yell at me more today.

“Getting a reaction” He whispered against my lips before he kissed me hard. His lips smashed into mine, cold yet demanding. I felt his tongue brush my bottom lip and my lips parted. Theo’s tongue playing with mine, his hand reaching up and grabbing my breast through my dress. He squeezed hard enough that it burst the little fog bubble I was in. Then I realised I was kissing not only one of my bosses but my other bosses’ partner.

I tried to shove him back, but his lips just moved to my jaw, my body reacting to his lips on my skin. I could feel the thick fog clouding my mind again, taking over my body as I willingly gave in. Gripping my hips, Theo placed me on top of the bench, pushing himself between my legs, I could feel his erection pushing into me.

His lips moving down, kissing and sucking on the skin of my neck, my hands reached up into his hair. Theo’s mouth hungrily devouring my skin, sending goosebumps everywhere his lips touch. The contrast of my now burning skin to his cold lips made me shiver. When he got to my collarbone, he pulled the top three buttons of my dress open, kissing the top of my breasts. My thoughts lost in the feel of teeth nipping at my sensitive skin.

When I felt him bite on my breast, I squirmed it stung, but I felt his tongue glide over his bite mark soothing the pain. When I looked over Theo’s shoulder, I was pulled from my daze, when I noticed Tobias standing in the door, just calmly watching, leaning on the door frame with his arms folded across his chest, like this was the most normal thing to stumble across in the office.

Startled, I jump. Theo looking up, seeing my eyes locked on Tobias, stood back releasing me from whatever spell he put me under.

“About time you came looking for us” Theo winked at me, a smirk on his face.


Imogen is a human female, struggling with homeless. She starts working for a company as two CEO’s secretary. But she's unaware of their secret.
The two charming bosses are both supernaturals. They start meddling in her life when they found out she's their little mate.
But the rule is, no human can be a mate to supernaturals...


Warning
This book contains erotica content and contains a lot of smut, course language. This is an erotica romance, reverse harem werewolf/vampire and contains light BDSM.

I'm Emma Hart, a girl who thought moving to Colorado for college would be a fresh start.

Four years ago, I accidentally broke my stepbrother Caleb's most treasured possession—a hockey stick signed by his late coach. Since then, he's treated me like I don't exist.

Now I'm living under the same roof as him, attending the same university where he's the star player everyone worships. The campus is plastered with his face. Girls throw themselves at him. Scouts follow his every move.

But Caleb Claffey isn't the hero everyone thinks he is. To me, he's the guy who left me stranded at the airport. The guy who looks through me like I'm invisible. The guy who called me a slut when I accidentally stumbled into his bed in the middle of the night.

I swore I'd never speak to him again.

Then Ethan came into my life—kind, genuine, everything Caleb isn't. He makes me feel seen. He takes me to animal shelters and doesn't judge my embarrassing hobbies. He's exactly the kind of guy I should fall for.

So why can't I stop thinking about those ice-blue eyes? Why does my heart race every time Caleb looks at me with that cold, unreadable expression? And why did his ears turn red when Ethan whispered something to him at the barbecue?

Ethan says Caleb likes me. That all the cruelty is just a boy who doesn't know how to handle what he feels.

But that's impossible. Isn't it?

Because the way Caleb Claffey looks at me isn't love.

It's something far more dangerous.

He kisses me for a long time, long enough that it’s me that pulls away and desperately grabs onto his cock. Without words between us, he grabs my legs, lifting me up against the tiled wall and spreads my legs.
He’s angry from the conversation last night. I can feel it, I can see it in his dark eyes. It’s only confirmed when he slams into me without preparing me.
I cry out and he soothes me with kisses on my neck and nibbles on my skin. Still he doesn’t slow down. He starts at a quick pace, at a strength that already has my legs trembling.
I grab onto his shoulders, cries leaving my lips every time he slams into me. It turn wet, not from the water, but from how much he makes my pussy happy.


Alina leaves everything she knows behind after she is in a terrible car accident that tears her family apart. A new home, a new school and a fractured relationship with her mother are only the beginning of the things this change will throw her way. Immediately she catches the attention of three men, and she can’t deny what she feels for them, too. Quickly, and much to her demise, she finds out that their lives are much more intertwined than she would have ever hoped for. She had hoped to discover herself in this new place, but everything only tears her apart. Who will she choose between Zaid, the bad boy, Aiden, her sweet jock, and Jake, and older man who can't seem to keep his hands off of her?

Pandora thought she would have a white picket fence and 2.5 kids with her high school sweetheart. That was until he stood her up on their date and she caught him cheating.

Newly divorced Pandora goes to Vegas and lets her hair down. A wild night with a stranger results in her waking up with a terrible hangover. Moreover, she couldn’t remember his name or what he looked like!

Life after that should have been boring—apart from fighting off her ex-husband and putting the mistress in her place. Who could have known that one night of passion would lead to unexpected and lifelong consequences?

Now, Pandora needed to search for the baby's father. But what is she to do when she is attracted to her doctor? Will she forget about the mystery man who made her laugh or will she start anew with this handsome and polite doctor?

Will the demons of her past allow her a happily ever after?

When your bf cheated and dumped you on your birthday
You ordered a skilled call boy for yourself to take your v-card
He was indeed skilled and crazy hot. You left cash and run away the next morning.
Later, you run into the "call boy" in your classroom and found he's in fact your new Professor
“You forgot your stuff”
He gave you a grocery bag in front of everyone with a poker face
"What...?"
It was the cash you left...and your bra

Elena, the daughter of a notorious mafia family, was offered as a tribute to the leader of the Morello family by her father. In an attempt to escape an arranged marriage, Elena marries a complete stranger. What she doesn't know is that this mysterious husband of hers is none other than the legendary mafia king... and now, he’s also her new boss...

"You want my forgiveness?" he asked, my voice dropping to a dangerous timbre.

Before I could answer, he moved closer, suddenly looming over me, his face inches from mine. I felt my breath caught, my lips parting in surprise.

"Then this is the price for speaking ill of me to others," he murmured, nipping my lower lip before claiming my mouth in a real kiss. It began as punishment but quickly transformed into something else entirely as I responded, my initial rigidity melting into compliance, then active participation.

My breathing accelerated, small sounds escaping my throat as he explored my body. His touches were both punishment and pleasure, drawing shudders from me that I thought he felt reverberating through his own body.

My nightgown had ridden up, his hands discovering more of mine with each caress. We were both lost in sensation, rational thought receding with each passing second...

Three years ago, to fulfill the wish of his grandmother, I was forced to marry Derek Wells, the second son of the family that had adopted me for ten years. He didn't love me, but I had secretly loved him all along.

Now, the three-year contractual marriage is about to end, but I feel that some kind of sentiment has developed between Derek and me that neither of us is willing to admit. I'm not sure if my feelings are right, but I know that we can't resist each other physically...

They say your life can change in a heartbeat.
Mine changed in the time it took to open a door.
Behind it: my fiancé Nicholas with another woman.
Three months until our wedding. Three seconds to watch it all burn.
I should have run. Should have screamed. Should have done anything except stand there like a fool.
Instead, I heard the devil himself whisper in my ear:
"If you're willing, I could marry you."
Daniel. The brother I was warned about. The one who made Nicholas look like a choir boy.
He leaned against the wall, watching my world implode.
My pulse thundered. "What?"
"You heard me." His eyes burned into mine. "Marry me, Emma."
But as I stared into those magnetic eyes, I realized something terrifying:
I wanted to say yes to him.
Game on.