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She was locked up, tortured, and used as a breeding slave—until she escaped into a stranger’s bed.
One anonymous night left her pregnant with twins.
But the stranger is Lyall, the fearsome Lycan King.

When he discovers his heirs, he takes no chances, makes no deals—he claims her.
Selene flees to a hidden village, but no one escapes an obsessed king.

At his castle, jealous rivals, traitors, and old enemies target her and her powerful twins, who hold the key to a throne and a coming war.
The broken, tortured girl is gone. Something dark, ancient, and dangerous awakens inside her.
Lyall is not her savior—he is her obsessive, possessive, violent captor, willing to kill anyone who touches what’s his.

A one-night mistake becomes his all-consuming obsession.
And soon? She will be his Queen.

"You are mine. You can't run away from me!"
"I succeed because I don't trust men."

Viola, a country girl goes to New York alone for true love, but her beloved husband Orlando betrays her. Penniless, she took the divorce agreement and left this sad place.

A few years later, the country girl turned into a billionaire, and her ex-husband tried to get back together with her.

They married on terms and conditions, but she fell for him along the way and hoped he would open up to her one day. Her joy knew no bounds when he finally consummated the marriage close to their anniversary.
Who knew the supposed rosy next morning, he would serve her divorce papers?
And the reason?
His beloved was back!


"Sign these." He demanded. "Divorce papers."
My eyes widened, and my fingers trembled as it gripped the papers tightly. "Why?"
"That night a mistake." He interjected. "I don't love you, Valenticia."
"You said... you said you'd try. You promised." I clapped back, my voice rising.
"I promised nothing. This was a business arrangement, and now it's over." He replied, coldly. "And in order to prove myself to my grandfather, I married you and lost the love of my life. But, my grandfather is dead and I don't have to be with you anymore."
I stumbled back, the edge of the bed catching me. My knees buckled, and I sank onto the mattress. "I know you love me, Dmitri."
"Stop it, Valenticia!" He barked. "Natasha is back, the woman I love is back. So I don't need this anymore."

Molly thought she had the perfect life with her husband. But everything shattered when she discovered his mistress’s pictures hidden inside the house, he claimed to have built for her. The final blow? The mistress wasn’t a stranger at all, but her own sister!
Heartbroken, she signed the divorce papers and woke up drunk in front of her college sweetheart, Giovanni Dawson, who now ruled the underworld. Giovanni wants to help her take revenge and win her heart, but can she trust him after he broke her heart once?
And oh, he comes with a mysterious four-year-old boy who is determined to keep every woman out of his life for good.

She returned to bury her father. Instead, she was forced to marry his enemy’s son.

Rosalind Marlow returns to New York to settle her father’s affairs, once one of the city’s most feared mafia bosses, only to find he died beside his greatest rival… and left behind a contract binding her to the rival’s son.

Viktor Marino is cold, calculating, and infuriatingly magnetic.

Rosa has no intention of becoming anyone’s pawn, not in grief, not in business, and definitely not in bed. But Viktor plays a long game, and with every stare, every challenge, he pulls her deeper into a world of secrets, power, and heat.

She was raised to be untouchable.
He was born to conquer.

And in the space between vengeance and desire, who is going to lose control first?
(Contains mature and dark content)


EXCERPT
“It was hard to focus when his palm teased my folds, circling my cl*t until I could barely breathe.

‘Why would you want to leave this behind?’ he growled in my ear, his chest rumbling against my back.

Because I can’t trust you. Because I don’t know what I want.

‘Because it’s cruel,’ I whispered.

And then he pulled away, leaving me trembling, desperate, and furious.”

❦

Also by the author: Hunting the Hybrid Queen (dark shifter romance).

Both of them closed in on me at once.
Ezequiel gripped my waist, his rough voice burning against my neck, while Emmanuel pushed my legs open with a confidence that made my breath break.
Their hands, their mouths, their hungry breaths claimed every inch of my skin as if I already belonged to them.
—You’re ours, —one growled.
—All of you, —the other finished, their tongues meeting between my thighs.
My moan was swallowed by the vampire’s fangs as he caught my jaw and forced me to face him.
—You’re not escaping us, little Omega, —he promised.
—Tonight… the three of us devour you.

"We can even make it a one-time thing." She said, "We almost did this before..." But she quickly held herself and instead said, "My mom won't even know a thing, I promise." She said, sounding really desperate.
"There's no way you won't ask for more, Scarlett," Adrian argued weakly.
"Then I wouldn't be in the wrong for doing that." She maintained spiritedly.
"I mean, why can't you just leave my mom and date your age? Or do you think she's dating only you? She's got numerous men at her beck and call, and at the end of it all, she's going to dump you. I am actually the one with the money."
"I don't care about the money." Adrian continued stubbornly.
"I know this has nothing to do with true love. What exactly do you want from my mom? What do you have on her?"


Scarlet Davenport, a billionaire heiress and the only surviving daughter of a widow and men-loving cougar; Vivian Davenport, wakes up to find Adrian Hartfield, the man whom she had an instant crush on after meeting at the club being introduced to her as her potential stepdad.
She realizes for the first time in her young life that she might have to go against all odds to fight for her prince charming even if it means employing the art of seduction to get Adrian to her bed.
When hateful and numerous vile forces notice these weak spots in the family and decide to exploit them to their advantage, will Adrian and Scarlett realize their combined strength early enough? Would they overcome the odds?

The day he first saw her, one thought consumed him, "I want to fuck her."

Their first meeting, which seemed like an unexpected encounter, turned her life upside down.

Rainee humiliated him in front of everyone just because Alex bullied her beloved brother.

Alex Fraser swore to own her all for himself, to make her beg on her knees until he was satisfied.

But their obsession led them to get deceived by their own desire.

"Hello, little one. You’re exactly where I want you."

The letter trembles in my hands. No stamps. No markings. Just Killian’s twisted promise staring back at me.
I thought prison would keep me safe. I thought concrete walls and armed guards could stop the monster who branded his name on my soul.
I was wrong.

"My name is Liam. Liam Draeger."
The Warden’s voice cuts through my panic. I look up into eyes that are the same shade of dangerous green as the money my father used to wash.
Liam Draeger. The rival. The enemy. The only man Killian hates as much as he loves me.

I’m trapped in a cage run by one monster, while another hunts me from the shadows.
Liam steps closer, wiping a tear from my cheek with a thumb that feels too rough, too hot. "You’re shaking, Kitten. Are you afraid of me?"
I can't tell him the truth. That if Killian finds out I’m here, looking at Liam like this... he won’t just kill me. He’ll burn this whole prison to the ground with us inside.

"Be my submissive Andrea and I will pay off your debts"
She was about to be dragged away by a ruthless mafia gang—sold into a life of submission to repay a debt she never owed. Then he stepped in.
One week to pay off the debt of her dead father or become a s*x slave for a powerful mafia gang?
Andrea, a struggling college dropout, never imagined her late father had signed her off as collateral to the mafia. Desperate, she turned to her billionaire boyfriend for help—only to be coldly dumped. Heartbroken and hopeless, one reckless night at a club led to a fiery one-night stand with a masked, older stranger who stirred something in her she couldn't forget.
Days later, the mafia came to collect. And just as she thought it was over, the masked man reappeared.
His offer? Submit to him for one year. No face. No names. No strings attached.
She agreed.
What she didn't know? He was her ex-boyfriend's father. And he had been obsessed with her from the moment he first saw her.
Now trapped in a world of secrets, control, and forbidden desire, Andrea must decide: will she fight for her freedom, or surrender to the man who owns her body—and just might steal her heart?

Like the title implies, this collection is filled with "HOT PLEASURES". There is no right or wrong in this book, here desires and morals are blurred. My characters choose what makes them feel good, and that feeling comes between thick thighs, or sculpted muscular legs.
This collection contains the story of a brilliant student who seems to always have the hots for her college professors and want them in a hot, spicy, sweaty way.
A woman who knows nothing other than scouting for rich old men to fund her luxurious lifestyle in exchange for her honeypot.
In here, you'd find a newly divorced woman who throws a divorce party that quickly goes sideways in the arms of dark, gorgeous strippers.
Or if you're feeling a bit adventurous, you'd love reading about twin sisters who give private services to top paying clients. One a private chef, the other a private barber which ends in a good time.
The book contains all manner of depravity. It also includes- MF, MM, FF, MMF, FFM, FMMM, FFFM, and many more. NOTE: THIS IS NOT ROMANCE, ITS HARDCORE SPICE AND STEAM.

Isabel Penelope Miller has one rule: never fall in love.

After being humiliated by her first boyfriend, Isabel decided to swear off romance for good.

Ten years later, she's perfected the art of being single.

Then a ridiculously handsome stranger appears in her bookstore claiming he's a magical Cupid.

Naturally, Isabel assumes he's crazy.

Edward J. Eros has been sent from a hidden magical world with one mission: make Isabel believe in love again. He's been doing this for centuries, and he's never failed a human before.

But every romantic love match he arranges for her ends in complete disaster.

The more Edward tries to understand the woman who seems determined to remain alone, the more he discovers that the woman may have a magical destiny of her own and the more dangerously close he gets to falling for her himself.

But there's a law even a Cupid cannot break: Never fall in love with your charge.

Because if Edward loves Isabel, he might lose everything that makes him immortal.

On a research trip gone wrong, Assistant Professor Patrina Warden is tricked and trafficked into dark elf territory. In their realm, humans are seen as exotic beings to be seduced, tamed, and bound.

Nyxios, the charismatic and cunning Scion of House Keltos, uses allure and shadow magic to seduce Patrina into becoming his companion. As they play a game of power, humiliation, and submission, Patrina finds herself torn between her growing fascination for Nyxios and her fierce desire for independence.

Will Patrina escape the seductive grip of the dark elf, or will she succumb to the intoxicating blend of love and dominance?

[This closed-door romance is book one of a stand-alone two book duology. The second book planned is Midnight Crown. The books may be read in either order].

I was raised with the criminal underground’s most notorious crew turned government-sanctioned mercenaries in Texas and Colorado, known as the Death Kings. My uncle is one of them known as the Gator King. Now I walk in his footsteps, leading a crew of my own with his backing. To my family, my nickname is Seraphim, but in my kingdom, I’m the Viper King. Now the boys who left me, who swore they would stay by my side to protect me, are back in town. They are attempting to become like C.H.A.O.S. who run Palomino Bay, Texas. That will not happen because Grêle, Louisiana, is my stronghold. I have the backing of my father's MC and together along with my Serpents the city is ours. The person they need to protect is themselves because it isn’t me.
…They don’t know my secret, but I know theirs…

"You are my wife. No one gets to touch you, and I sure as hell won't let you touch anyone while you bear my last name." My breath catches.
Rage and unwanted arousal fight a war inside me.
I lift my chin in defiance, glaring at him. "You don't own me, Rain."
"Unfortunately, I do for the next year."
"I have needs, Rain. I am not going to spend a year celibate just because you hate me."
"Who said you have to spend the year celibate?" Rain tucks a finger beneath my jaw, his gaze lingering on my lips. He tilts my face up to his, thumb grazing my lower lip. "If you have needs, Selene…" His eyes flick back up to mine. "I will take care of them."


In the city of Raven Heights, hierarchy is the order of the day. Selene is the youngest member of the Vaughn family. A scandal breaks out when her cousin, Vivienne, has a one night stand with Rain Manchester- the illegitimate son of the most influential family in Raven heights.
She's made to cover up for Vivienne and marry Rain in her place. To make matters worse, she discovers Vivienne in bed with her boyfriend.
Furious, she agrees to the marriage for revenge, only to be plunged into a world of hatred. Rain despises her. He's in love with someone else — Ava, and a marriage to Selene has ruined his chances of being with her.
They agree to stay married for a year, with him swearing never to fall for her.
But can his resolve withstand the test of time? Or the sharp mouthed wife he has married? Can they stay a year as a married couple without falling in love?

Kathy always thought she knew everything about the woman who raised her. Her aunt was the one solid thing in her life. Sure, she never talked much about the past, but Kathy never felt the need to dig. Then her aunt dies, and suddenly there’s this cafe a place Kathy has never even heard of, left to her in the will like some kind of secret.
Confused and more than a little hurt that such a big piece of her aunt’s life was kept from her, Kathy takes the only clue she has: an old brass key. It leads her to Moonbell Cafe, a forgotten little shop tucked into a part of town she never knew existed.
The second she walks through that old red door, she knows this place is anything but ordinary. Flowers whisper when they think no one is listening. Pastries seem to have opinions of their own. Strange customers show up from places that shouldn’t even be possible. And the cafe itsel it feels like it’s been waiting for her. Like it already knows her.
There’s just one problem. Kathy has never used magic a day in her life, and she has no idea why this place answers to her.

Still, she can’t walk away from the only thing her aunt left behind. So she decides to keep Moonbell Café open. With cheerful Marisol at her side, mysterious Mason hovering in the background, stubborn Gerald questioning every choice she makes, and elegant Beatrice offering help that always feels like it comes with strings, Kathy slowly turns the struggling café into something warm and alive again.

Then Antony walks through the door. A charming young man who knows more to what ever she has experience in the cafe the good and the bad.

They said fake dating never ends with real feelings. They were wrong.

For three years, I loved my childhood best friend in silence.

Brooks Hunters was my safe place, my first love... and the one person who never saw me as anything more than the girl always waiting for him. The night I finally gathered the courage to confess, he introduced me to his fiancée instead.

Heartbroken, I swore I'd move on.

Then his infuriating half-brother—the arrogant captain of the university hockey team—offered me an impossible deal.

I'll tutor him to save his hockey career.

He'll pretend to be my boyfriend for six months.

One fake relationship. One simple rule: No falling in love.

On the first day of the zombie outbreak, my two roommates and I made a crazy decision: before the banking system crashed, we'd take out dozens of online loans and high-limit credit cards!
"Since it's the end of the world, who the hell cares about credit scores? Borrow money! Buy out the supermarket! We don't have to pay it back anyway!"
We smashed through walls, welded the security door shut, and used millions of dollars worth of supplies to build a makeshift shelter . We thought we could survive this catastrophe.
Until that day, in a moment of madness, I rescued a pregnant stranger right under the zombies' noses.
I forgot that in the apocalypse, the smell of amniotic fluid and blood is the ultimate death warrant that attracts monsters from the entire city…

I’ve had the Sight for as long as I can remember.
Born into a matrilineal line of Salem witches, I can pierce the veil of the dead. I see the wandering souls and the lingering traces of magic left behind in the mortal world.
I always assumed this gift was nothing more than my own harmless little secret.
Until the night of our fifth wedding anniversary.
I lit the final taper candle on the long dining table. As the flame flickered, my Sight instinctively slipped open, my gaze drifting toward the deep shadows by the fireplace.
A spirit was huddled there in the dark.
It was my husband—Silas Blackwood.
Ice flooded my veins. What the hell is going on? Is Silas... dead?!
My hands shook as I fumbled for my phone, stumbling back in a frantic rush to dial his number.
But before my thumb could hit the call button—before my lips could even form the words of a banishing spell—
Click.
The front door opened.
Silas strode in, bringing the damp, fresh scent of the rain with him.
"Sorry I'm late, Evie."
My breath caught. If Silas was dead... then who the hell was standing right in front of me, wearing his skin?

I've always been a little slower than everyone else.

Ethan Walker used to promise he'd wait for me. We'd been best friends since we were four.

Then Madison Reed came along, and he stopped keeping that promise.

At dinner, they'd leave before I finished eating. At the beach, they disappeared while I was still struggling to swim back to shore.

I kept making excuses for him.

Until the night I arrived late to a party and heard one of his friends ask, "Where's Alice? Thought she was coming with you."

Ethan let out an annoyed sigh.

"She's probably still getting ready. You know how slow she is."

"Why didn't you wait?"

"Because it's exhausting. Everything takes twice as long with her around. I'm not spending my whole life waiting for her."

I stood outside the door, unable to move.

I'd spent years trying to catch up to him.

I never realized he'd been counting the minutes until he could leave me behind.

Ethan and Madison had been planning to attend UCLA together for months. They'd already made it clear that they expected me to go with them, too.

He assumed I'd follow, just like always.

But I quietly accepted my offer from the University of Washington instead.

Ethan was right about one thing.

He shouldn't have to spend his life waiting for me.

So this time, I chose Seattle.

And I gave him a future without me.

In my previous life, I understood my beloved dog's feelings and foresaw the impending apocalypse due to high temperatures. I stocked up on supplies and kindly took in my aunt's family.
But after the order completely collapsed, in order to seize my house and inheritance for themselves, they even threw my dog into the scorching sun at sixty degrees Celsius.
I rushed out to save it, but they took the opportunity to lock the door from the inside and coldly watched as my dog and I died in the heat.
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the eve of the apocalypse.
When my vampire relatives came to my door again to escape the summer heat, I didn't stop them. Instead, I generously gave them my old villa, which was about to be cut off from water and electricity, and moved into my underground temperature-controlled fortress with my dog.
Enjoy the last bit of air conditioning. This time, let's let you bite each other under the scorching sun over a piece of moldy dog food.

Cancer was supposed to be my death sentence. Instead, it became my liberation.

I thought I had it all—wealth, status, a picture-perfect life in Greenwich's elite circles. Then came the diagnosis that would change everything: six months to live. But facing my final chapter, I uncovered a truth more devastating than any terminal illness—the man sleeping beside me was slowly killing my soul.

When you have nothing left to lose, you discover exactly how powerful you can become.

Blake's keeping me locked up in a villa outside the city, with a dozen bodyguards watching me around the clock. They won't let me step foot outside my room.

He once promised Vanessa, the woman he never got over, that he'd give her company shares and his estate. Now she's back after her divorce, pregnant, crying to Blake that I threatened her, told her to give up what he promised, and that I wanted to hurt her and her baby.

Blake believed her.

He's convinced I'm evil and gold-digging. He locked me up here while he stays at the hospital, never leaving Vanessa's side.

I'm going into sudden labor, crying and begging him to let me go to a hospital. I swear I never wanted those things, never hurt her.

Blake just sneers. "You're such a liar. I don't believe a single word from someone as vicious as you. After Vanessa delivers, I'll get you a doctor. Stop trying to fool me."

But when he finally sees my body, he completely falls apart.

The anonymous post’s warning came true. I was trapped in an endless loop of death.
In my first life, I took on a high-risk surgery, only to be brutally stabbed by a grieving family member afterward. Thirteen fatal wounds left me bleeding out on the floor.
In my second life, I faked an injury to avoid the operation, only to be shoved down a steep flight of stairs, resulting in extreme head trauma and a snapped neck.
In my third life, I performed the surgery alone. My reward was a cold gunshot straight through the skull.
In my fourth life, I live-streamed the entire procedure. The surgery went flawlessly, yet my throat was still slit, and my skull was crushed by a heavy blunt object.
On my deathbed, I finally glimpsed the horrifying secret hidden within the patient...

I am the youngest PhD researcher in the Werewolf Alliance—and the creator of the Lunar Phase Suppressor.
That drug has saved countless young wolves who nearly lost themselves during their very first transformation.
On the day I received the Silver Claw Medal, the entire world celebrated me—everyone except my blood-bonded mate.
I rushed back to our northern Dallas villa, hoping to give him the medal as a birthday gift—for him and for our children.
What awaited me was not an embrace, but my daughter Lyra asking in an innocent voice why Emma couldn’t be her mother.
The only one who stood up for me was my son, Luca.
From the very bottom of my drawer, I took out the withdrawal application I had sealed away for years—and signed it along with the divorce papers.
He wanted me, but refused to give me a name.
He couldn’t bear to let me leave, yet shamelessly gave his devotion to someone else.

My Beta boyfriend had secret rendezvous with Annie — nine times in one night.
“You,” he sneered, “with your precious Alpha blood—do you think you’re better than everyone else?
Your jealousy is disgusting, Chloe.”
Annie, that viper disguised as an angel, stole my place, plagiarized my work, and climbed higher, stepping over my broken bones.
Even said,
“Beta Dean loves me!
You were always the extra!
It was you who ruined us!”
I won’t let them be happy.
This revenge, forged in blood and fire, has only just begun.

“I love the noises you make when I go down on you, it turns me on and you taste so sweet, like honey.” 

When Charlie started dreaming about her ideal lover, she had no idea he could ever be real, or her boss and fated mate.

After finally getting her dream job, Charlie meets the CEO for the first time only to find out he's the man who has fulfilled her every sexual desire in her dreams. This delicious, muscular, perfect man has been haunting her dreams for months, showing her everything she had always wanted but never thought she could have until she met him.

It turns out that him being her boss is just the tip of the iceberg in what becomes an insane adventure of her discovering the supernatural is real, her true parentage, and a world she had no idea existed. All the while a sinister force is looming over her and her Alpha lover, threatening to destroy the world as she knows it.

Lucia was destined to spend her life with Kaden; everyone knew it as a fact. Yet, on the day of the mating ritual, he chose another woman to be his Luna, instead of his predestined mate.

Feeling rejected and humiliated, Lucia resolved to leave. The only problem was that despite not wanting her, Kaden refused to let her go. He claimed he would rather die than watch her walk away.

A mysterious man who has entered her life became her second-chance mate, will he be strong enough to protect her from Kaden's irrational behavior? Is he truly a better option? Will Lucia find acceptance in her new home?

Six wives have died trying to break his curse. Now the kingdom demands an heir and his enemies are waiting for him to fall.

King Alaric, called the Alaric the Avenger, has lost all hope. Rebellion is rising and an old prophecy threatens his rule. Tired and broken, he leaves his crown behind for one reckless night. He never expects to meet Freya, a strong hybrid warrior who makes him question fate itself.

One night. One hidden bond. A connection that should never exist.

When Freya is betrayed by her own family and handed over to Alaric as a prisoner, both are forced to face a truth they are not ready for. Freya hates Alaric for destroying her world. Alaric fears that if Freya dies, his curse may still be alive. Yet the pull between them is powerful and dangerous.

As lies spread through the royal court, enemies move closer and war breaks out across the land. Freya becomes the key to everything: Alaric’s hope, his ruin and the future of two kingdoms at war. But love built on secrets has a price and betrayal hurts most when it comes from those closest to the throne.

In a world ruled by prophecy, power and blood, will love finally break the curse or destroy them both?

When love smells like betrayal, the past never fades. Abigail thought she had buried her story with Leonardo, the man who made her feel alive… and destroyed her.

Three years later, her life seems perfect: success, luxury, independence, and a new love with Armando. But ghosts don’t die —they only learn to hide behind new promises—. Between threats, family deceit, and a love that refuses to die, Abigail will discover that the real enemy is not always the one who returns from the past…
but the one who sleeps beside her.

Seff stood on the stage with her friend lined up like breeding stock waiting to be chosen by two Alphas to have the honor of joining one of their harems with the honor to mate and birth them children.

It was Seff’s worst nightmare. But she had no choice if she wanted to protect her best friend.

They were close. Their harsh gazes roamed each Omega body down the line until they were looking at Seff. Their faces dawned with deep expression—surprise, then confusion, then knowledge, as if understanding a sudden question. But she was just an unremarkable orphan Omega whose secret of not experiencing heats could get her killed.

The gods in wolf and human form asked, “What is your name now?”


Two Alphas, Kiran Cyrus and Selene Hilal, are obsessed with the same Omega, Seff Bleize. They will do anything to win her love first, even if it means war. What secrets do they hide in their dark and bloody pasts? Who will Seff choose: the gold god or the night goddess?

The stranger kissed her so fiercely she almost couldn't breathe, and he caressed her back, causing her to tilt her head back in unexpected bliss.
"Who are you?" Rakiza moaned between his kisses. Everyone had their first experience, but this man gave her the best.
"I am your guardian," he groaned as he stroked his lips on her neck. And his kisses had the ability to draw out all the demons within her.
Rakiza had never been touched by the opposite sex before, but this man was so swift to entice her that she moaned to seek more from him. His other hand was playing with her hair, and the other was masterfully fondling her bosom, as if capturing all of her attention and feeding her sexual need. 
It was an odd kiss, but it was pleasurable, and it was her first euphoria with a man, Theodulf, a werewolf.

They thought they were alone, but Nikolas the vampire was watching them in agony, waiting for the sun to sink behind the earth, allowing him to use all his strength to steal the girl he had marked as his own.

My skin heats with each thrust of his fingers, and each forceful lap of his tongue, and i cannot stop the moans of pleasure tearing through my slackened jaw. My hand is wrapped in his hair, giving the impression that I have control, but I don’t. I control nothing, and I like it.
Mihai’s hand slowly slides up my stomach, his fingers wrapping around my neck as he cuts of my ability to breathe, black spots clouding my vision, and yet, I am not afraid. I want more. I want everything that he can give to me.
He slowly inserts a third finger, the intense fullness that I feel teetering me over the edge of a cliff I cannot even see, and then he sucks and pulls at my clit. Sparks erupt throughout my body, the orgasm shaking my soul, and destroying what was left of my resistance.


She was the Daughter of a Hunter, he was one of the creatures that her family had sworn to destroy, what could possibly go wrong?
When their worlds collide, who will be left standing, will it be the hunter or the hunted, and which is which?

Georgia Steele came to Rosethorn Academy to skate.
Nothing more.
She has spent her entire life chasing perfection on the ice, following every rule, every expectation, and every demand placed in front of her. Rosethorn is supposed to be a fresh start. A place where she can finally prove she is more than the girl her mother trained her to become.
Then she meets Puck Hale.
He is Rosethorn's golden boy. Captain of the hockey team. Heir to something Georgia cannot understand. Beautiful, arrogant, dangerously intense.
And from the moment their eyes meet, Puck looks at her like he already knows her.
Like she belongs to him.
Georgia refuses to believe the strange pull between them means anything. She refuses to believe the whispers about wolves in the woods, the impossible things she sees after dark, or the way Puck's eyes sometimes seem to glow gold.
But Puck knows the truth.
Georgia is human.
And she is his mate.
Their bond should be impossible. Dangerous. Forbidden.
As Georgia is drawn deeper into Rosethorn's secrets, accidents begin happening around her, the forest seems to watch her every move, and someone is determined to make sure she never discovers what Puck really is.
Because the greatest danger at Rosethorn Academy isn't falling for the Alpha.
It's discovering what happens when an Alpha's human mate is threatened.
And Puck Hale has never been good at letting anyone take what belongs to him.

"You can't kill me, Princess." He smirked. "You can't, because I won't let you and deep down, you don't want to. "

I wanted nothing more than to wipe that stupid smirk from his stupidly gorgeous face.

"Oh, I can and I will. Don't test me, Rogue," I growled, pushing my knife harder into his chest.

He leaned even closer, and my heartbeat raced at the scent of him. "You won't because you are my mate."


Her Highness Amber Rousseaux is a princess by day, and a rogue hunter by night. She lives for her pack, and that means eliminating it from the plague of rogues.

But when she stumbles upon Drew Bronimir, the Alpha of the Rogues, who just happens to be her mate, she's faced with the impossible question: fate and desire, or her duty?

In a kingdom teetering on the edge of tyranny, Ivanca Mace, the stoic and disciplined warden, is sworn to uphold the law above all else. Her latest charge, however, challenges everything she believes in: Ayra Veil, a condemned witch accused of treason, brilliant and rebellious, with a destiny that could reshape the world.

Tasked with guarding Ayra until her execution, Ivanca finds herself drawn to the sorceress in ways that defy duty, sparking a forbidden attraction neither can ignore. When the unthinkable happens and Ivanca helps Ayra escape, their flight transforms into a desperate journey across kingdoms, pursued by relentless hunters and haunted by betrayal. Every step brings them closer—and yet further apart—as visions, fragments of prophecy, and whispers from a ghostly choir blur the line between fate and choice.

As kingdoms crumble, secrets unravel, and loyalties shatter, the two women must confront a terrifying truth: their love is the key to restoring balance—but only one can survive. The Warden and the Witch is a heart-wrenching fantasy romance that fuses suspense, forbidden desire, and emotional devastation, leaving readers enthralled, haunted, and desperate for more.

Revenge on the Three College Playboys

"You were delicious, little mouse," it seemed to be Mason's voice.
"Who would have thought she'd be so tasty, definitely worth it," Jacob sounded more distant.
"Even better, a virgin. There's nothing like a tight woman in every way," Benjamin added, and they all laughed.
What happened? What did they do to me? The pain worsened each time I was moved; I was lifted and thrown several times. Then I felt a cold breeze on my body and something wet on my back.
"Goodbye, little mouse, it was an incredible party," Jacob said, and then I heard a sound like a car driving away.

I am Savannah D'arcy but I barely was called by my name, the three college playboys Mason, Jacob and Benjamin played me with the name ‘little mouse’. I was abused by them and was avoided by all of my classmates.

Stupid me was deceived by the guys to a party and was thrown to the dark street with physical and psychological wounds, vulnerable and without hope of survival, leaving me to die.

A man comes to my aid, shrouded in mystery with purple eyes. His name is Fabian who was truly a demon named Asmodeus.

"Butterfly, I can give you the power of revenge at the cost of your body and... your soul."

My hands clenched into fists, trembling with the force I exerted. They needed to pay, and I would make them suffer every bit of the hell they put me through.

"So, my butterfly, what's your choice?"
“I agree”

I am trapped, there is no other way to go back and I will never be free from the bonds of fate that have been written in the record of my life.

I'm a big fan of fantasy stories, but never thought they would feel real at this point. As he moved quickly toward me, gripped my arm tightly and pulled me into his warm embrace.

"I found you!"

"What?"

"What's your name?"

"Hah?"

"Your name?!"

"Seline."

"Seline,"he let go of the hug, then looked at me fixedly. His slightly dark brown irises suddenly turned silver in a matter of seconds, then my eyes widened perfectly when he finished his sentence.

"Now, you're mine Seline! Only Mine!"

His lips immediately covered mine suddenly...

For a moment I heard a whisper, "Your destiny has begun my daughter."

Katrina was betrayed and Forsaken by her husband and her twin sister.

She wanted a divorce but discovered that werewolf norms bans such.

She was lured to a hospital by her twin sister and set ablze and died a painful death.

She found out their deception scheme after death, and wished for a second chance at life she was reborn into her past and was given a second chance to life . Will she be able to get revenge, or will she fail once more?

A small-town girl who was raised in the system starts to sense many changes in herself. On her search for her Real parents, she finds a lot of darkness from her past, she meets a man or so she thought. He changes her every wish and prayers in a blink of an eye, and her true destiny is revealed.

A deep-cover spy, operating in enemy territory, becomes entangled with a mysterious woman whose allure draws him in completely. Their passionate encounters soon evolve into something deeper, and he begins to believe she is the one person capable of truly loving him. As he falls further into his obsession, he finds himself worshiping her, convinced that their connection is genuine. But as their relationship intensifies, he begins to question whether everything he believes about her—and himself—can be trusted.

Rated 18+

She ran into a billionaire's burning mansion to save a child child - only to witness the billionaire heir strangling his father in the flames. Days later, before she can expose what she saw, she is kidnapped and murdered by the same man.

But instead of dying, she wakes up on her wedding day three years earlier.

The wedding she had ran away from in her past life. The same day that her whole life changed.

But instead of meeting Koa Sterling, the man she was supposed to marry. The groom waiting at the altar is the man who killed her.

Now trapped in a second life where she is supposed to marry a ruthless billionaire murderer, she has only one chance to survive; run straight into the arms of the dangerous mafia ex-lover she betrayed in her first life. He's the only man powerful enough to protect her....and the only one cruel enough to make her pay for coming back.

She remembers the fire.
He remembers the betrayal.
And somewhere behind the wedding, the murder, and her second chance is a trust powerful enough to get them both killed.

When Elijah saw Alicia for the first time, he knew she was going to be the mother of his child; the sway of her hips drove him completely crazy. The mafia king urgently needed his queen, and that was going to be Alicia, so he made her a proposal she couldn't refuse.

Facing an economic crisis and her father's illness, Alicia accepted to be the wife and mother of Elijah Morgan's child, thus becoming the mafia queen.

David is a boy not like any other, born in a world where they're people who possess remarkable and unbelievable abilities. These people are called dragon warriors and are said to be part man part dragon. They may look human on the surface but they as so much more.

David is one of these dragon warriors, a wind dragon warrior to be precise, at least that's what he believes he is. You see he can't recall his past, doesn't know who he is or where he came from. He lived in a small village with Abari, the closest person he had to a mother. He lived with Abari for as long as he could remember but David always yearned to see the world that lay out the village, driven by a burning desire to know more about the world he lived in and himself.

And when the opportunity came knocking for David to explore the world beyond the small village he lived in, he took it but is he ready to face the true reality of who he is and the role he's meant to play in the world he was born in?

When evil lurks just beyond the sight of what he can see, will he be ready to face it as well as the truth of who he really is?

Read to find out

Oh and I'm planning on publishing this story on Royal Road too

You can check out the story on Royal Road here: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/475791/fictions

At eleven o'clock on a hurricane night, the new intern posted in the company Slack channel asking for help.
Her apartment was flooding, she said. Could my brother drive over and take her to a hotel?
In my last life, I felt sorry for her, and I let him go.
The next morning, Brielle Hart held up a torn lace slip
and sobbed that my brother had assaulted her.
He was eighteen, a college freshman, and nobody believed a word he said. The university suspended him.
Somebody spray-painted RAPIST across our garage door in red.
Brielle used the outrage to squeeze my family for a ten-million-dollar settlement. She got hired on full-time, too. She got my job.
She made a point of coming by to rub it in.
"Sloane, I really owe you. None of this would've happened if you hadn't sent Wyatt to pick me up that night."
When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the night the hurricane made landfall.
Brielle's message had just popped up in the channel.
My apartment is flooding. The rain is so bad I can't get a single car to come.
Sloane, is there any way your brother could help me out and drive me to a hotel?
My brother was already reaching for his keys. I put my hand over his
and typed:
My brother's staying put. I'll call 911 for you right now. Houston Fire has high-water rescue teams for exactly this.

I thought inheriting a forgotten farmhouse in the middle of nowhere would solve my problems.

Instead, it shattered everything I believed about myself.

After losing my job and the life I'd built in Los Angeles, I travel to rural Indiana to claim an inheritance from a grandfather I never knew existed. The plan is simple. Sign the papers, sell the land, and leave.

Then I discover the town isn't on any map.

The locals already know my name.

The wolves watch me like they're waiting for me to remember something.

And the dangerously handsome man who was supposed to be my attorney looks at me like I've belonged to him my entire life.

Every answer uncovers another secret. My family history is built on lies. The strange dreams I've had since childhood were never just dreams. The wild instinct growing beneath my skin is becoming impossible to ignore.

I came here expecting a fresh start.

Instead, I found a destiny written in blood, a pack that refuses to let me go, and a truth that could destroy the only life I've ever known.

Some stories begin with once upon a time.

Mine begins the moment I discover I was never human at all.

I begged my mom for ten dollars, but she smashed my head with a frying pan instead.

The next day, my mother posted on a forum asking:
"Hi everyone. My eldest son lied about the end of the world just to get ten dollars. I want to ask, how can I sell him on the underground black market to pay off his younger brother's $20,000 debt?"

The moment I saw that post, any remaining love I had for them died instantly. I snapped my phone's SIM card in half.

What she didn’t know was that a world-ending acid flood would descend upon New York tomorrow.

I had begged so bitterly for that ten dollars just to trigger the Ten-Million-Fold Return System to build a three-billion-dollar Doomsday Ark.

Since she didn’t want it, I gave the throne of the Ark Queen to the female classmate who casually tossed me some charity.