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She stepped into the forest on a dare... and surrendered her body to the unknown. Kiera thought it was just a local legend-Blackroot Forest, the cursed glade, the black stone that pulsed with otherworldly heat. But when she touched it, she didn't awaken a myth. She invited it in. Now, she belongs to them. Worshiped. Used. Transformed. Claimed by tentacles that hunger for every moan. Each night, the forest welcomes her deeper-into pleasure, into surrender, into something not quite human.

These four stories are not the full harvest. They are the first invitations. Before the week at Lost Lake begins—before the groups collide, before the true hunger is unleashed—there are separate beginnings. Four sets of people. Four different hungers. Four quiet moments when something...

When a geothermal research team vanishes, only Dr. Lyra Chen survives—trapped deep beneath a magma moon in a molten cave system that shouldn't exist. But something does exist down there. And it’s waiting for her. He’s a molten-skinned beast, burning with obsession and primal need. His body glows. His knot scorches. And with every heat cycle, Lyra’s body adapts to take more of him—until she becomes something new. Worshipped. Transformed. Incubating. This isn't about survival anymore. This is about surrendering to the heat below.

When Collette Cottrell's picture-perfect life is torn apart in one night, she never imagined that the person she would turn to for help would be the handsome Romeo Gallo. With everything she thought she knew crumbling beneath her feet, Collette has no choice but to seek refuge in the unlikely stranger who can offer her safety. For Romeo Gallo, the weight of responsibility has always been heavy on his shoulders, but nothing could have prepared him for the sudden betrayal that would threaten to tear his world and family apart.

She knows she has a nice butt. But does she know the limits of its powers?

Tim hates hotels. In fact, he mostly hates to leave his house. The world can be mean and scary and being in it alone is his worst nightmare. But as the new guy at the office, he draws the short straw when it comes to manning the booth at an annual trade show where his company sells memberships...

Hon låser upp köksingången till miljardärens villa, byter jeans och t-shirt mot svart klänning, vitt spetsförkläde och ingenting under. I huset är hon fröken Johansson, och där gäller Herrns regler: han befaller, hon lyder. Regler som hon aldrig bryter mot utan att räkna med...

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice. Faye, thirty-three, is locked out on the fourth-floor landing at midnight with a broken heel and no phone. Gregory, forty-six, lives behind the door she is leaning on, and the timer light in the stairwell runs for ninety seconds at a time. Also by Ivy...

This audiobook is narrated by an AI Voice. Winnie, thirty-eight, is working the coat check at a wedding she was not invited to. Knox, forty-five, hands her a numbered ticket at ten and comes back for his coat at eleven, and does not leave. Also by Ivy Marlow: more explicit stories are available...

Daphne has never had a guy talk dirty to her. She's in for a shock when she sees what it does to her.

Condra has fantasies she doesn’t have the courage to live out. But when she starts hearing a voice in her head, things are going to change.

Waking up in the wrong body can be a pain in the butt. And what’s a woman to do when her husband claims the woman she remembers being never existed? There’s one way to make the best of the situation.

Continuing from the previous story (Can’t Have Too Much Booty), Darlene is not satisfied with what her booty has accomplished. That’s okay, though. The voice in her head has a plan.

Darlene thinks her butt is too big and that’s why her husband can’t get it up. The voice in her head thinks that’s nonsense and is out to prove Darlene wrong.

Five monsters. Five men who thought they knew what they wanted—until something older, stranger, and far more possessive came to claim them. A minotaur who won't let a tribute go home. A gorgon who turns careful distance to stone. An orc who claims a scholar the old-fashioned way. An incubus who forgot he wasn't supposed to fall. A satyr waiting at the edge of a dying grove for someone worth staying for. Five standalone stories of claiming, courtship, and creatures who don't do anything halfway.

Raeanna is a business-savvy witch with a green thumb and an extraordinary talent for creating potions and elixirs. Her work has won the hearts of many and attracted a long list of clients who are among the world's most powerful and influential. In what seems like a twist of fate, one of her elite patrons offers to help host her coven’s Annual Gathering of Witches on Samhain, not only taking her to a new location but also right into their guest house, where she’s pursued by a potential new investor whose otherworldly good looks and charm have her completely spellbound.

Vera. It all began with a simple celebration at a local bar, toasting the successful outcome of a tough case. Little did I know that my best friend's stepbrother would turn my world upside down. The drinks kept coming and before I knew it, I was pregnant with his child. But as if that wasn't complicated enough, my intimidating father, leader of the most notorious motorcycle gang, demands we tie the knot. Brian. As a doctor, I pride myself on my knowledge of the human body. But when Vera invited me back to her place, all logic and reason abandoned me.

Parker Lane is excited for Charla to return. But first there's another girl he'll have to meet.

Parker Lane is a successful mystery writer who lives in northern Michigan. He decides to get a winter home down in Florida. It's in a very secluded area, but a few young women will soon come and introduce themselves. And oh how they love him.

Vegas is a city of illusions, and I’m losing track of my own. The hand I thought I was dealt? It’s flipped. The tricks I thought I mastered? They’re slipping through my fingers. And betrayal cuts deeper than any sleight of hand. We’re still chasing a ghost of a chance. The woman we need to take down is still untouchable—her power absolute. And the evidence we need? It slipped away with the trust I shattered. But the game isn’t over. The cards are still in play. And as the lines blur between friend and enemy, truth and illusion, the deck keeps shifting.