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J'étais au trente-sixième dessous. J'avais du verre pilé à la place du cœur. Quand j'ai rencontré Dominic, tout a changé. Peu à peu, la douleur s'est atténuée. J'ai réappris à être heureuse. Je n'aurais jamais soupçonné à quel point il était exaltant de s'abandonner. C'est aussi à Dominic que je dois cette découverte. Avec lui, j'explore un univers inconnu où le plaisir et la douleur ne font qu'un, à l'image de cet amour en clair-obscur dont il m'entoure. Un amour qui me laisse pieds et poings liés. Où qu'il aille, je n'ai pas d'autre choix que de le suivre.

Für Joshua bietet sich eine einmalige Chance das Geschäft seines Lebens abzuschließen. Ein geheimer Herrenclub möchte seine Dienste als PR-Berater in Anspruch nehmen. Josh ist nervös, weil er nicht weiß, was ihn erwartet. Doch niemals hätte er damit gerechnet, diese ganz besondere Art von Stuten auf jenem Hof anzutreffen – und noch weniger damit, eine von ihnen zu werden.

When an old acquaintance from Gabe’s past shows up to collect on an unpaid debt, Gabe understands the dangers of refusing to pay. But when he learns the “payment” involves acts that will cause him to betray Cole’s love and trust, he is torn between his fear of losing the man he loves — and the threat of harm that could come to Cole should he interfere.

The arrival of four fallen angels at Edwin’s Castle heralds the final stage of the prophesied biblical apocalypse. The devastation left behind by the Woe Trumpets is only the beginning of the trials and tribulations to be faced by the Horsewomen in this explosive finale. Whilst War steps up to prepare for the biggest battle of her life, Death has her own demons to contend with, and there is far more to Famine than meets the eye.

I've been abducted by the werewolf king. He’s deadly. Violent. Cruel. But not to me. To me, he's almost nice. I guess it helps that I'm the only female werewolf he's ever met. And that his wolf has decided I'm going to be his mate, whether I like it or not. Luckily, I can survive his pack just fine, as long as no one learns what I could do for them. I can't tell the king the truth, no matter how much I'm starting to trust him. Or like him. Or want him.

He was never supposed to see her. She was never supposed to survive. Emily’s life has always existed in the shadow of the dead. Working at her family’s funeral home, she thought she knew secrets. But nothing prepares her for the night she discovers what really happens after midnight—or the man who’s been watching her from the dark. Ruarc is a killer with a code. Ruthless, disciplined, and loyal only to his criminal family. But the moment he sees Emily, something shifts. She’s meant to be leverage—an unwilling pawn in a dangerous game of betrayal and revenge. Instead, she becomes his obsession.

My secret is out. My entire existence is shattered, and picking myself up again proves difficult. Leaving Rose behind for a new beginning is harder than I thought, but I need to try for a more independent me with a promising future. One that doesn’t involve the infuriating yet irresistible man who challenges me at every turn. Pushing me. Protecting me. Tempting me beyond any possible resistance. This is the lie I tell myself. Making good decisions—apparently—doesn’t come easily to me and this time, I’ve gone too far. This time, I’ve made a fatal mistake.

Evelyn was working out at the gym when a male jerk started harassing her. "Step back," she said. The man, Ben, just laughed at her. What he didn't know was that Evelyn was a witch. "You don't believe me? Fine, I'll grant your wish. I'll let you get a good close look at my ass. And everyone's ass here." After Evelyn turns Ben into a bench, Ben must survive. His body is trapped in an object. During the day, women (and men) do all kinds of exercises on his face, crushing his nose. But it's even worse at night with the never-ending boredom.

Als Grace von ihrem Freund ausgerechnet an ihrem Geburtstag in den exklusiven BDSM-Club Pleasure and Pain geschleppt und verletzt wird, kommt ihr Miles Marshall, einer der Eigentümer, zur Hilfe. Statt Grace auf die Straße zu setzen, wo ihr Ex auf Rache sinnt, erlaubt er ihr, als Kellnerin im Club zu bleiben—vorausgesetzt, sie lässt sich von ihm seine Welt zeigen. Und Miles hat etwas an sich, was Grace nicht nur Sicherheit gibt, sondern auch ihr Herz gefährlich aus dem Takt bringt ...

No choices. No questions. Only the lucky few are invited — and even fewer leave untouched. Inside these velvet-draped walls, appetite is sacred. Satin and lace. Tasting menus without cutlery. Courses where bodies are the plates, and pleasure is the feast. The Private Dining Room is a decadent collection of dominant erotic stories, where submission is celebrated, indulgence is expected, and surrender is its own exquisite art.

Sold to a pack of alphas, Cara hadn't even known what an omega was, or that she was one. Chained in a cell, they used her body for pleasure, but her life wasn't as hopeless as it could have been. She had shelter and food, and she hadn't been reduced to selling herself for drug money like her mother. Still, she couldn't help hoping there might be something more to her new life than the alphas getting what they'd paid for. Did she have any hope of a future, or would she be trapped in the darkness forever?

If you love someone, set them free. That’s what they say, right? I am not prepared to be the one that ruins Daxton, Owen and Wyatt’s careers. I love them too much and so I have to let them go. But, darn it, those alphas are persistent, they smell so good and they won’t take no for an answer. And when fate swings by with an unexpected package – or maybe that’s just the inevitable outcome of one very hot heat spent together – all my reasons for staying apart disintegrate.

Aria awakens in a morgue with no memory of her past or how she got there. Thrust into a world of shadows and secrets, she grapples with her newfound existence as a vampire. Guided by the enigmatic clan leader Adrian, Aria embarks on a treacherous journey to uncover the truth behind her untimely demise. As her memories resurface, a trail of betrayal and vengeance emerges, leading them on a quest for retribution. Meanwhile, Adrian's dark past resurfaces in the form of a malevolent figure determined to destroy them both.

Haphephobia—the intense, irrational fear of touching or being touched. Cain Goldberg has let that fear control him without question, but Luca Díaz is the submissive that makes him reconsider who is really in control. After the traumatizing events during a BDSM event at a private vineyard in Napa, Luca Díaz is ready to let go of the pain of his past to experience the euphoric surrender to his Master. However, welcoming that vulnerability through pain is never easy.

Tall, powerful, and lethally gorgeous, Drazen Krylov is the ruthless boogeyman the Bratva world fears. He's also the masked man from the app whom I unknowingly shared my darkest, most depraved urges with. Now, the fantasy has become a nightmare. Drazen says I did terrible, unforgivable things. He says I owe a debt, and I'll pay the price by pretending to be his dead wife. I look just like her. The thing is, I might be her…

They broke me. Abused me. Treated me like trash and left me to die… A dark, sexy, revenge romance. I survived everything they put me through and when my brother came back from the dead, I thought it was over. I thought I could move on. Except they’re still here, in Verona, they’re still living free and with every day that passes I feel that insult more and more. And my abusers aren’t just going to trust I’ll keep my mouth shut. They start stalking me, start trying to turn my own family against me and then it’s game on.

Nicole Mayer ist frisch beförderte Filialleiterin des Modehauses im Kaufhaus der Chemnitzer Innenstadt. Alles läuft super, bis sie Zeugin eines frivolen Dreiers in einer der Umkleidekabinen wird. Doch nicht nur sie kommt in den Genuss der doch recht prickelnden Vorstellung. Die Überwachungsbänder, die von der Security fortlaufend gecheckt werden! Wenn sie jetzt nicht einschreitet und das dunkelhäutige Dreiergespann stoppt, ist es vorbei mit ihrer Karriere. Denn so etwas kann eine Filialleiterin nicht durchgehen lassen.

With my senior year at the Omega Finishing School approaching, I have no prospects for bonding after graduation. I’ve made myself as unappealing as possible to every courting pack, and none of them want anything to do with me. It’s my proudest achievement—alongside the kill count I’ve racked up working summers with Jericho. Except the law doesn’t allow an omega to choose not to bond, and my parents have decided to procure me a pack by contractual agreement. My feelings about this are of no concern to them.

When Zachariah Blackwell caught me sneaking into his office to spy on the Obsidian Society, the brutal bastard bent me over his desk and belted my ass before claiming it even more roughly. Then my billionaire boss—the same man I've seen break another man's arm for daring to put his hands on me—told me he was in my house last night. Watching me writhe and moan in my sleep. Hearing me whisper his name as I slid my fingers beneath my panties. Knowing he was ripping my clothes off and ravaging me in my dreams.

Another installment of Head for the Holidays; meet Jake Marley!