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This sizzling collection of explicit XXX sex short stories thrusts you into forbidden worlds where bold women tangle with mythical beasts in pulse-racing encounters, from massive minotaur shafts pounding against ancient stone to dragon ridges grinding deep during heated hoards, all building to explosive releases that leave bodies marked and cravings ignited.

Harper Hollingsworth wasn't looking for a friend. She wanted peace and quiet. Someplace to lose herself in a book and not think about being a misfit; not think about her coven or her disconnect from the craft as her mother taught it. She didn't want to think about her lack of magical ambition, as she was regularly told by her mother's poison-tongued familiar, and more than that—she didn't want to feel. Anything.

"I found her in the dark, and that’s where I’ll claim her so she can’t run." My heat is coming, and nothing will stop it. They killed my father, and now there’s no one to protect me, so I run. A cave in the mountains is the safest place I can find, but I am not alone. Is a real monster any worse than the ones that murdered my father to take me for themselves? ***This is a short romance featuring a human omega and a monstrous alpha. It was previously released as part of the Monsters After Dark anthology. ***

Astrid is a slave to wolf royalty on an alien planet. When it's time for the prince to procure a bed slave, she's his first choice. She agrees, allowing the prince’s monstrous shaft deep into her warm willing body. Steamy paranormal alien werewolf monster knotting erotic short story for adults...

Amber and Brad attempt to beg Brad’s rich mother for money together, but she's ready for them. Unhinged drama and smut for adults 18+.

Getting stuck in the hockey locker room was not how I envisioned catching my next story. After a fateful encounter with two of the hottest players in the NMHL, I'm swept into an unforgettable first date.

When it comes to stealing from mafia men, there are three rules. Don't get caught. Don't be seen. And most of all—don't fall in love with them. After being hired to steal a painting, I find myself ensnared. Damon, Minos, and Aaecus are monsters, and they only want one thing: Me. Seven days of...

The monsters already own my body…but do they want my heart? Left to die in a monstrous land, I’m saved by the monster I least expect. He hates me, but he loves what my body can do for him. I shouldn’t want to keep him. I shouldn’t want to keep all of them. I’m just their plaything, after all. But, one by one, they find their way into my heart. Even as the world falls apart around me, I realize that I’ve become just as obsessed with my monsters as they are with me.

It's been 1097 days and 14 hours since I've been locked in this place. And they've come to me every night. The monsters in my dreams worship my body, and when I wake up I'm desperate for more. But they’re never there to finish me off. Dr. Adams says I can leave the asylum if I start to take my meds, but I've always hated how they made me feel...and I'm not sure that I agree with them that I'm actually crazy. Because dreams don’t make you crazy, right?

Lowell Hemming is stuck. Grounded from his job, this werewolf is pulling his hair out being back in his small hometown. The first Hemming to leave Cambric Creek, he's feeling the pressure from his mother to move back home, is chafed by his family name, and hasn't gotten laid in months. When he...

My people say a woman's worth is in her womb. They spit on me, throw rocks, burn everything I hold dear. "Cursed," they call me. Then he saves me. Theron. A monstrous Cerberus from the Blighted Lands. Death follows in his footsteps, but he looks at me and doesn't see something broken. "Mate," he decides. This massive beast could crush a man's skull with his bare hands, but his claws touch me with infinite gentleness. His hellfire doesn't burn me. Under his protection, I'm not defective.

I’m a monster DNA experiment and she’s everything my beasts want. I escape the hell that tortured me for months. I’m turned into something so dangerous and brutal; I don’t recognize myself. And when I feel a pull in my chest, I follow it not understanding why. I see her and possession takes over. Her beauty is addiction. And her smell? God…her scent….mmm… It drives me insane.

Violet is a typical, down-on-her-luck millennial: mid-twenties, over-educated and drowning in debt, on the verge of moving into her parents' basement. When a lifeline appears in the form of a very unconventional job in neighboring Cambric Creek, she has no choice but to grab at it with both hands. 

When Mike Radley's pregnant goblin wife starts aging at an accelerated rate, he doesn't know what to expect. He didn't expect his search for a cure to lead him to the rundown castle he owns in Ireland. He really didn't expect the Fae Court to come after his children in an attempt to usurp the Queen of the Fae. And he definitely didn't expect to be imprisoned by a powerful vampyr who refers to himself as the Caretaker of Avalon.

"I’m taking his daughter as payment, but he’s the one I’m going to kill." I knew monsters were real, but the ones I'd met didn't have horns and claws. When my father trades me to have his competition slain, I can't say it surprises me, but the creature I've been given to is a monster in the literal sense. I never would have thought fur and fangs were my thing, but when the monster promises to fill me with his seed, I find myself craving just that. He killed to have me, so who am I to deny him what he wants?

Daisy Dumont tries so hard to be normal. She doesn't talk about the night her parents were murdered, or the fact that she can't remember it. She certainly doesn't talk about her imaginary friend who disappeared shortly afterward. Then the MRF calls. The research facility finally admits that they took her former friend, and now they want her help to save him.

When the mysterious Order comes to Mike Radley's home begging for his help, he doesn't know what to expect. He didn't expect a trip to Maui where he would butt heads with merfolk nobility. He really didn't expect a confrontation with the Captain, a man with a magical boat and mysterious goals.

When an elf crashes Santa's sleigh into Mike Radley's living room, he doesn't know what to expect. He didn't expect a one-way trip to the North Pole where Jack Frost is waiting to kill him.

When Mike Radley's magical home grew another floor, he thought he knew what to expect. He didn't expect a kingdom of portal-chewing rats to be living between his walls. He really didn't expect to discover that the wardrobe down the hall was a prison world for a murderous kitsune. And he definitely didn't expect all of his enemies to converge on his house all at once, intent on his destruction. Welcome to Radley's Wardrobe. Expect the Unexpected.

When Mike Radley offered to battle a minotaur to retrieve a pair of magical goggles for his goblin wife, he thought he knew what to expect. He didn't expect to meet a lonely centaur hiding in his greenhouse. He really didn't expect an encounter with a powerful naga in the labyrinth under his home. And he definitely didn't expect a secret society of witches to camp out in his front yard, hellbent on revenge for killing one of their own and stealing their leader's succubus.