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Fascynujący świat kobiet, dla których seks stanowił istotę życia i bodziec do działania, świat wybujałej erotyki panującej na dworach Francji, Szkocji, królestwa Neapolu, w Wersalu czy… na Kremlu. Znajdują się tu barwne portrety Wielkie nimfomanki, Pauliny Borghese, Emmy Hamilton, Marii Stuart, Izabeli Bawarskiej, George Sand, Wieroczki Dawidowej, Galiny Breżniewej – istot ulegających chorobliwym skłonnościom seksualnym. Narrację książki ubarwiają odważne, naturalistyczne opisy scen erotycznych.

Er muss mich nicht berühren, um meinen Körper zu besitzen. Er muss nur wissen, wie meine Seele funktioniert. Viele Hände haben sie gebrochen, alle Grenzen wurden überschritten, bis nichts mehr von ihr übrig war außer Scherben. Niemand respektiert ihr Bedürfnis nach Abstand. Niemand – außer ihm. Kat weiß, dass sie von einem gefährlichen Stalker verfolgt wird und doch kann sie sich seiner verstörenden Präsenz nicht entziehen. Er sieht immer zu – vor allem dann, wenn die Welt um sie kollabiert. Irgendwann beginnt er, ihr zu zeigen, dass Verlangen, Lust und Liebe ohne jede Berührung möglich sind.

I expected to wake up tangled in my husband's arms. His wicked hands dragging me back into bliss. Instead, I'm barefoot on a freezing cot and I'm dressed like a trauma surgeon who lost her shoes. This sucks and I'm scared. The cotton sheets and silk robes are gone, replaced by chains, shadows, and a cast-iron door. At first, I thought it was Radomir. That two-timing bastard must have found out I was going to leave him. But the truth is far worse. I've been kidnapped. Not by just anyone—but by the monster from my nightmares. He wants what's locked inside my mind.

But instead Anita Blake, preternatural expert and feared executioner, is less interested in vampire politics than in the ancient, ordinary dread that women down the ages have experienced: am I pregnant? And, if so, is the father a vampire, a werewolf or someone else entirely. And being a Federal Marshall, known for raising the dead and hunting vampires, is no way to bring up a baby.

Naive and innocent, Lady Ellen Pembroke falls for a dashing young army officer. Captain Paul Harding finds his attention captured by the beautiful young daughter of the Duke of Pembroke at a house party in the summer. Finding Ellen is like finding treasure on the battle field. His sanity clings to her – something beautiful to remind him that not all in the world is ugly. Ellen is someone to fight for and someone to survive for when he is inevitably called to arms in the battle of Waterloo.

Drei Auftragskiller, die sich als Callboys ausgeben. Und eine Jungfrau, die ihre Unschuld verlieren will. Ich bin Virginie und so weit ich zurückdenken kann, lebe ich schon hinter diesen gefühlt unüberwindbaren Mauern. Fiktive Figuren sind meine einzigen Wegbegleiter. Ja, in meinem Kopf wohnt eine ganze Schar heißer Bad Boys und in meiner Brust schlägt das Herz einer Schriftstellerin. Allerdings habe ich keine Ahnung von der Liebe, geschweige denn von der schönsten Nebensache der Welt.

He's excruciatingly handsome, and well, fine as hell. He's also my captor. He won't take his eyes off me. He won't let me go. All I can do is hope he'll let me live.

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Lust like a saint, trust like a sinner. M. N. Forgy presents Book 5 in the Devil's Dust Legacy series.

My dream? Escape this hellhole and become a songwriter in L.A. My reality? My scumbag father emptied my bank account and bet me in a poker game. Not just to anyone—but to Radomir Molchanov. The King of Vegas. The sinfully drop-dead gorgeous owner of the Diamond Hotel and Casino. Oh, and the cold-blooded head of the Molchanov Bratva. Radomir has claimed me—body and soul. His touch sets me on fire, his icy gaze sends shivers down my spine, and his cruel smirk reminds me that he owns me.

Sexy, sassy, addictive – mehr »Guilty Pleasure« geht nicht! Anstatt das Singleleben zu genießen, sieht sich Teagan mit Fragen und Erwartungen konfrontiert. Vor allem, weil ihre Eltern und Verwandten mit ihrem Ex-Freund überaus glücklich waren. Da kommt Heath genau richtig: Er ist gut aussehend, klug, sexy und als ein Teil ihres Freundeskreises ist er definitiv kein Beziehungsmaterial. Mit ihm kann Teagan gleich zwei Fliegen mit einer Klappe schlagen.

I drowned to death. I held my breath as long as I could, but then my lungs sucked in water hoping it was air, and it was a painful and brutal ending, an internal drowning, my heart beating so hard desperate for oxygen... until it just stopped. I could never forget it… even if I wanted to. Bastien assumes our relationship is over. That I'll run for the hills and wash my hands clean of the most dangerous man in Paris. But I'm not going anywhere. Not now. Not ever. I ran before, but not anymore. I can tell it means the world to him.

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 no one's knight in shining armor. Yet, here I am, riding to the rescue to save Lena Graves from an ugly confrontation with her a-hole ex. It's not like I've given the little secretary much thought. But I'm not going to stand by and let her be disrespected either. And when she thanks me by sinking to her knees in the club bathroom? Well, I don't stop her. Now, my mother is demanding I return home for my parents' anniversary party, and I might be the drummer of the world's hottest rock band, but I can't say no to her.

As if hauled up squirming from the bowels of the internet, Sex Goblin metabolizes sex writing, popular culture, and autofiction to present the real and the imagined as equally surreal possibilities. In the narrator's childlike voice, all things become both mundane and strange—a child and their dog fused after a car accident, moments of tenderness amidst frat hazing, witches, and hiking accidents.

Soriya is struggling to find a job and her place in a new city. Out of nowhere she is offered an extremely well paid job as a full time submissive to a gorgeous older CEO, Victoria King, if she just signs a contract agreeing to certain rules. Victoria wants everything from Soriya. Her mind, her body, and her soul. Victoria wants Soriya to serve her in every way, including sexually.

Euphoria meets Things Have Gotten Worse Since We Last Spoke in this latest novel by the Bram Stoker Award-winning author Hailey Piper, following a couple whose search to spice up their sex life leads them down a path of madness.

Greer loves living life to the fullest, but everything changes when her vampire boyfriend loses control. The more supernatural blood someone has, the higher the chance of not surviving the change. Somehow, Greer does, but her awful ex compels her to keep his secret and orders her out of town. As a fae, she didn't even eat meat, and she certainly has no idea how to survive as a fledgling vampire.

The moment I laid eyes on Aurora, I knew she was mine… That didn't stop me from screwing up our relationship, though. Now she's single again and on the cover of Sports Illustrated for the entire world to see—and I'd do anything to get her back. Anything. No more drugs or alcohol. Leave my temper on the ice. When I bump into Aurora out of the blue, it feels like destiny. She's pregnant and alone, and I'm more than willing to be the man she needs.

My daddy taught me better. I should've known not to drink too much tequila… And sext all three of his hot-as-sin best friends. But Alto, the very bossy VP, makes my heart race faster than his bike. And Colt is a walking, talking wet dream. One look from his smoldering green eyes sets my panties on fire. Then there's Bane… He won't open up about his past, but I just want to suck the scars off his lips. Waking up sandwiched between the three of them is a fantasy come true. But all hell will break loose once Daddy finds out his angel is getting passed around by his biker buddies…