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Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Mastered by the Beserkers and explore what happens when chastity and purity are dominated.

Man behauptet, dass den Göttern kein kleines Opfer reicht. Um sie zu besänftigen, muss man alles opfern. Ich habe alles geopfert. Ich habe den Verlust durchlebt und gelernt zu lieben. Die Schönheit mit dem Schmerz zu akzeptieren. Die Rose mit den Dornen. Diese Liebesgeschichte ist nicht perfekt, aber sie gehört uns. Wir werden sie für immer festhalten. Und hoffen, dass unsere Ewigkeit länger als einen Tag dauert.

Daphne ist schön, aber sie weiß es nicht. Ein Mauerblümchen, das das Ballkönigin erblüht. Vor Jahren hat ihr Vater mich bestohlen und es ist Zeit für meine Rache. Ich bin das Monster in der Dunkelheit. Der Minotaurus im Labyrinth. Das Böse, vor dem ihr Vater sie gewarnt hat. Ich entführe sie in mein Schloss. Ich sperre sie in meinen Turm. Mache sie mir auf jede erdenkliche Weise gefügig.

Ich dachte, ich würde ihn nie wieder sehen. Meine erste Liebe, zurück aus dem Grab. Mein Entführer und Peiniger. Er hält meine Vergangenheit, Gegenwart und Zukunft in seinen vernarbten Händen. Ich gehöre ihm. Egal, wie weit ich fliehe, mein Weg führt mich zurück zu diesem einsamen Schloss.

I thought human women were fragile and helpless. Then I met Diana. A pirate. Who knifed me the first time we met. Who makes it clear that she doesn’t need to be rescued. My mate. When we’re not fighting each other, we flirt. I call her spitfire. She promises to burn me. Diana’s warm. Passionate. Daring. I would happily lose myself in her fire. But she's involved herself in a dangerous undertaking. She’s feeding covert intelligence to the Rebellion. And she’s drawn the attention of my mass-murdering psychopath brother.

My life changed the night the Berserkers took me. Dagg and Svein cared for me like no other - until the Corpse King attacked and the battle rage took their minds. Now, I'm alone. My mates are lost to madness, and my visions are growing worse. My nightmares, my only companions - unless I can defy the pack and save my warriors. I must trek into the wilderness and claim them for my own - or die in the attempt.

Sunny Hines is the most infuriating female I’ve ever met. Long hair, big sunny smile, cute little freckles, yoga-tight body. Delicious scent. My wolf wants to mark her, but there’s no way in hell I’m falling for a human. This pretty little hippie human is driving me crazy. Two years ago, I had her beneath me, howling my name, until she left. Now she’s back, but she’s not going to put me on a leash. But when I see her with another man, I can’t stop myself from marking my territory and making it clear: Sunny is mine.

Dicen que los dioses no aceptarán un sacrificio minúsculo; debes entregarlo todo para complacerlos. Yo lo he sacrificado todo. He vivido pérdidas y he aprendido a amar; para hallar la belleza en el dolor; y la rosa entre las espinas. Esta historia de amor no es perfecta, pero es nuestra. Nos aferraremos a ella eternamente; y esperamos que esa eternidad dure más que un día.

I woke in a field, surrounded by warriors. The spell had brought me to the threshold of the Corpse King’s fortress. When the men seized me, I reached for my power, but none came to my aid. I was a thousand years from home, a captive of the Corpse King’s guard, and I had no magic.

After this logging season, I’m never having sex again. Because: Reasons. But first, I have a gig earning room and board and ten thousand dollars by "entertaining" eight lumberjacks. Eight strong and strapping Paul Bunyan types, big enough to break me in two. There’s Lincoln, the leader, the stern, silent type.... Jagger, the Kurt Cobain look-alike, with a soul full of music and rockstar moves.... Elon and Oren, ginger twins who share everything.... Roy and Tommy, who just want to watch.... Saint, the quiet genius with a monster in his pants.

I bought her. I own her. But she'll never be mine.... The moment she stepped on stage, I had to have her in my bed. My submissive, kneeling at my feet. But this captive virgin is more than what she seems.... A spy in my kingdom. A weapon honed by my enemy. She hates me, but hate is a passion perilously close to love.... All my life I’ve trained for one purpose. One ultimate goal: Kill the vampire king. I expected a fight. Pain. Torture. I didn’t expect to want him. My body is a weapon he turns against me. But I can’t forget my fallen pack.

Day 200-something on the Prison Planet...and things are finally settling down. Life is slowly getting back to normal. Babies that won't sleep through the night? Check. Pregnancy cravings? We've got those, too. Fresh starts? Check. A new chapter in our lives? Check again. And people are leaving. Wait, what? If this is our last chance to be together, it's time to celebrate. It's time for a Draekon Holiday. Draekon Holiday is a short story set in the Dragons in Exile series. It does not stand-alone, and should be listened to after Draekon Rogue.

We're still stuck on the prison planet, and I'm pregnant. I cycle between three states. Hungry. Horny. Weepy. I eat french fries dipped in vanilla pudding. I look like a beached whale. I'm also scared. No one knows what my child will look like or what species she’ll be. She could be human or Draekon, or...something else entirely. Something new. Daughter of Draekons. Daughter of Draekons is a short story set in the Dragons in Exile series. It does not not stand alone and should be listened to after Draekon Destiny.

I am an orphan, locked away in the abbey. Men call me beautiful, but I am destined for a life working in the kitchens - until the Berserkers capture me. These Viking warriors are cursed, but my heart beats faster in their presence. My insides grow weak, desire filling me like fine wine. They draw wicked feelings from me and make me yearn for more.

El Rey del Inframundo me salvó de las calles, me trató como a una princesa, y me encerró en una torre. Luego se convirtió en una bestia. Hay oscuridad en él. La he visto frente a frente. Dice que soy su luz. Pero si nuestro amor va a durar, Voy a tener que ser más que su princesa. Necesito convertirme en una Reina. El capítulo final de la historia de Marcus y Cora.

This short story gives listeners a glimpse of their favorite Berserker characters, with two sweet Berserker babies - and lots of baby-making! Beauty, joy, and heartbreak greet the Alphas as they defend their home from the Corpse King’s evil spells. The sisters Brenna, Sabine, Muriel, and Fleur fight for the minds and hearts of their mates as the Berserkers rally to face the greatest threat they’ve ever known.

I'm caught between two dominant daddies - best friends who compete at everything. Both Bear and Sawyer have muscles for days, but they want to know who’s better in bed. And they want me to judge. Their game, their rules, but I can play along. They call the shots, in and out of bed, and disobedience has delicious consequences. As the final round approaches and the stakes are raised, I’m hoping this isn’t just a game.

All my life I've lived in an orphanage, wondering what torment each new day will bring. One night, the Berserkers come. Screams ring out as they attack. I run, but cannot escape. These warriors did not come for gold or blood. They came for me. They are warriors, cursed to become monsters, They must find the woman who can mate with both of them and break the witch's spell. They take me to a safe place. They see to my every need. But despite their kindness, I know they will never let me go. These monsters want me for their own.

She’ll be ours forever.... Long ago, a witch turned us into monsters. Our only hope is to wait for the woman who could lift the curse. A century later, we find her. Willow. Our miracle. She’s hidden away in an abbey full of orphans, while evil men plot to sell her as a bride. We’ll break her out. But she’ll remain captive to her desires until we set her free....

The human thinks I’m stalking her. Maybe I am. But I’m not the only one. There’s something evil in these woods and it preys on single women. I’m not about to let the sexy scientist fall into its lair. Even if that means holding her prisoner in my cabin. Keeping her where I can see her at all times. Bending her to my bear’s will. Just until the storm passes. Until her research is finished. Then I’ll let her go. I swear.