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One drink. Three maniacal mates. Drink me. This is no ordinary task. It’s a compatibility test. A way for the Silver King to find a suitable mate. All because he needs an heir. Every eligible maiden in the kingdom has to drink. Including little old me—Ailsa Marvel—a simple mortal living in a land of magic and wonder. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would become the Chosen Omega. But the moment I swallow, I find myself falling down, down, down and landing in the middle of mayhem. Monsterland is in disarray. Everyone is hunting the Silver King’s salvation. His intended.

Tattooed warriors are climbing out of the secret depths to claim their soul mates and save their race! Determined warlord Torun must claim Lucy, who mistook him for a shipwreck survivor and pulled his injured body from the ocean. She is his soul mate. Now she must join with him and give him a child. Lucy can’t believe the words coming out of this dominant male. Her destiny is to become a mermaid queen? Too bad “destiny” forgot that Lucy’s a broke divorcee who can’t even have a child.

Hell has taken over. And Earth’s last sanctuary doesn’t stand a chance. A young woman with horns was the last person Father Stavros expected to see approaching his gate, begging for sanctuary. As a man of God, he learned to never turn away someone in need, especially after Hell’s Rising. But the sinful cravings that follow him and his fellow priests are a whole new obstacle. The horned woman is a succubus--aligned with the very evil they are the last stronghold against. Which begs the question, why would a succubus seek refuge in a church?

They may be hockey's Most Valuable Pack, but the Pierson alphas are far from a true team. The obvious solution? Find the right omega to bind them together. The match-making process sounds simple enough. Scientific, even. Until a sweet, shy omega runs right into their play for a mate and changes the whole game.

Growing up in Emerald Lakes, I thought I had life figured out—running my own magic shop, practicing my green witchcraft, and dodging the occasional drama (looking at you, Gran). But when four impossibly sexy mages move into the apartment above my shop, my once-quiet life takes a chaotic turn. Their arrival awakens something in me—raw, unstable magic that defies everything I thought I knew. Suddenly, I’m entangled in secrets, cryptic prophecies, and a connection to a demon who’s as dangerous as he is alluring.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

I am an object of desire. My powers of seduction are my survival, my weapon, and my curse. I'm no stranger to obsession, but for the first time, I crave it. I love it when he watches me, follows me, hunts me. In the mortal lands, I was safe from him. Navigating a city of ruthless vampires to save my sister from the human slave trade was already treacherous. But with the ruling vampire lord's unrelenting focus on me, I fear his shadows might never let me go.

Something is hunting Reyna Alvarez, and though she knows what it is, it doesn’t make it any easier to deal with. When she contacts the Court of Chains for help, she is confined to a secluded forest cabin for her protection. But hiding and submitting isn't in the nature of a Pride fiend.

When your fantasies become too intense for the human world, there’s only one place left to go: into the heat, hunger, and ruthless dominance of the alpha. Do you ever crave something darker, more primal, more feral—and hate how tame every “steamy” book feels compared to the raw fantasies you actually want? Werewolf Erotic Tales: The Alpha’s Claim unleashes explicit werewolf erotica sex stories designed to finally satisfy the ache you keep hidden.

When Elara flees corporate life to open a coffee shop in the small southern town of Fairhaven Falls, the last thing she is looking for is a relationship. But when she meets Grondar, the gruff orc owner of the bakery next door, sparks fly. Literally. Grondar has been burned by human females before. He has no intention of letting the feisty little female next door get under his skin—no matter how attractive he finds her. And it certainly doesn't mean he's going to let her get away with sabotaging his business.

Returning to my hometown, to normalcy, after all I've been through feels strange, to say the least. Returning to the friends and family who have all moved on with their lives while I'm still trapped with demons of my past haunting me is the worst kind of torment. I'm safe now. Lydia, the woman who stole me when I was just nine years old, is in prison. I'm free. But I don't feel free. I don't even know who I am anymore. The child I was is dead, and the man I've become is lost.

They tricked me into a dark and unholy union. Three bastards in witch hats, leather pants, and iron masks. These supernatural stalkers have claimed me for their coven. They won't go away. These assholes will. not. leave. All because I fell for an urban legend: touch the Witch's Tree on a moonless night and discover magic. Wholesome magic like: kinky rituals, blood sacrifice, and jizz potions. Oh, and a forest god who eats people—while they're still alive and screaming. Send help, and I'll send cupcakes.

For the first time ever, the complete best-selling series all in one handy package! Plus a new novella, Goblin Breeder 6: Goblin Protector.

With one football legend, a feral cage fighter, the country's youngest Senator, and one seriously stern professor, the Thorne Pack couldn't be more intimidating, even without an omega to bond them. Which is probably for the best—with all their sharp edges, how could they ever take care of anything precious? Turns out, they may not have a choice. When happenstance hands them an omega who needs help, the bond is instant—and accidental. Now, they have to show her they're ready to fight for her heart, even if they lose everything else to win her over.

I'm a feral omega with one rule: Never get attached; Never let anyone in. But five alphas are about to shatter everything I thought I knew—and this time, I can't blame it on my biology. The Ghosts are killers with fractured souls. Monsters in human skin. But somehow, they've become my monsters. Especially Wraith, the silent, scarred sentinel who sees me like no one else. And as I realize I'm starting to fall for him, I also realize something even more terrifying. I'm falling for them all.

I could have run. But I chose them instead. My pack of broken alphas. And the Ghosts will burn this world to the ground to keep me safe. As we gather unexpected allies and prepare to strike at the heart of the Council, I realize something that terrifies me more than any enemy. I'm not just their omega anymore. I'm their salvation. Their reason to live. Their reason to die.

A vampire serial killer who preys on strippers is on the loose. Called in to consult on the case, Anita fears her judgment may be clouded by a conflict of interest. For she is, after all, the consort of Jean-Claude, the ever-intoxicating Master Vampire of the City. Surrounded by suspicion, overwhelmed by her attempts to control the primal lusts that continue to wrack her, Anita does something unprecedented – she calls for help. Anita's life becomes more complicated than ever, as she is caught between her obligations to the living and the undead.

Three sexy vampires haunt my dreams, and they love to make me scream. For all the right reasons. A dark TikTok-viral vampire romance with heart-pumping spice and suspense like you've never read before! The nightmares started on Monsters Night. I figured my overactive libido was just tripping out because of all the monsters on the news. Some portal opened up, and they were terrorizing humans in particular. But seriously, who hasn’t thought about that monster under the bed in a sensual light?

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.

I'm young, carefree, and my job as the assistant to Holt, manager and owner of the Goliaths of Wrestling, means I'm surrounded by half-naked beefcake wrestlers all day. Of course, I'm going to be interested in… getting to know them all better. It would be, like, illegal for me not to lust after them all, right? There's just one hurdle I have to get over first before I can… get to know the wrestlers in the way I want. And that hurdle makes me really, really freaking nervous.