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I’ve been hiding my Omega status for years, using heat suppressors and scent blockers to keep anyone from realizing what I really am. But when the black-market pills I bought fail one night, I find myself living my worst nightmare—perfuming in a crowded club full of Alphas.

Maxim Volkov. A name I had never heard before but one that my heart now beats for. He's not an easy man to love. He's hard. Brutal. Unforgiving. A weapon forged in the fire and pain of his early life. I will take that weapon and use it to bring down all who betrayed me. At first we ran, needing to put distance between ourselves and those happy to sell me off like a brood mare at the local market. Now, we plan. Next, we take our revenge.

She was given to me as a gift. I was to keep her safe, protect her. An old friend called in a big favor, and now I have this innocent young woman in my home. Scared, fragile . . . tempting. The lines blur and the heat between us ignites. She's my good girl gone bad, and I'll burn the world down to keep her safe. But as we grow closer, old secrets rise to the surface. I'm supposed to keep her safe, but she hasn't told me everything. I can't protect her if I don't know the truth, and soon things take a dangerous turn. One even my power and money might not be able to fight.

The more, the merrier! In Crowded House: Threesome and Group Sex Erotica you'll discover the excitement and thrills of multiple lovers connecting in the most intimate and naked of ways. From group encounters and throuples to sex games, swingers retreats, sex parties, alien sex and more, these triad and group sex stories are sure to turn you on with their heat and creativity.

Nikolai: She came to my territory to spy on me. No one does that and lives. But this girl, she's a rare beauty. She's a temptation I have to conquer, and so I make her an offer. My mark, on her skin. The Volkov family insignia tattooed on her shoulder, to tell the world she's mine, and she earns my protection. It starts out as a game but becomes an obsession. Trouble is, I can't tell who is winning the game.

Widowed with five children, stay at home mom Annie Miller has been just getting by . . . and growing restless because of it. Thinking Annie just needs a vacation, her sister enters her into a contest sponsored by The Channel, a network that caters to delivering women's fantasies. Annie wins the grand prize, a week at a luxurious spa—and gets a treat when she turns on the flat-screen TV. The one working channel lets Annie program—and experience—her own personal fantasy each night. Suddenly she's living out dreams she didn't even know she had.

Ashley Kimbrough has everything a woman could want. Not only is she wealthy and successful, she has a more than satisfying sex life in The Channel, a secret network that allows women to live out their wildest fantasies. But if she doesn't find herself a husband she could be in danger of losing it all. Then Ryan Mulcahy enters Ashley's life. With that Celtic warrior's body and gorgeous face, he makes her fantasies run wild. Although their marriage is one of convenience, Ashley is starting to wonder whether she can use everything she learned from The Channel on her unsuspecting husband.

Sometimes you need to experience what’s wrong in order to find out what’s right. As scandal after scandal piles up and her husband’s caught cheating, Jody Druger hides at the last place the non-reality TV shows expect: Sex U.

When I'm handed the crown and labeled Vampire Queen, I know I have a lot of catching up to do. It doesn't help that I'm also a Witch with wonky magick and have no place in my father's Coven. Already involved with a forbidden love, I find myself drawn to two hot refugees who've landed on my doorstep for asylum.

Replacing a social life with a career, bestselling romance novelist Emily Shann has gotten by on a vivid imagination, hiding a shocking secret that not even her publisher suspects—until she's asked to write something that's hotter, sexier, more explicit, and true to life. Emily has nowhere to turn for advice except to her new editor—tall, dark, and handsome Michael Devlin—who's already stirring her fantasies. So is The Channel—a secret network designed to tutor women in the art of sensual delight.

Tired of sexual norms and wanting to expand her pleasure, Amanda “Mandi” Wilkinson enrolls in summer school at San Francisco Sex University, an exclusive sex school located in the heart of San Francisco. What Mandi doesn’t realize is that not all the mysterious drop-outs are simply flunking Sex Ed.

I don't know whose wise idea it was to send us on this retreat. I don't need rehabilitation. I don't need a bunch of hot cowboys telling me what to do. I don't need anyone trying to be my friend. I just want to go home and put this nightmare behind me. I just spent a year in prison for something I didn't do, now I have to endure this? I can't deny that the ranchers are gorgeous, and Lake is unlike any man I've ever met.

Nora Buckley's worst nightmare has just come true. After years of being a devoted, dutiful housewife, she's found out her husband is leaving her for a younger woman. Her only comfort comes from her friends—the women of Ansley Court, who meet every Monday morning for coffee and gossip. Seeing Nora's desperation, her friends decide it's time to let her in on a secret. It's a way she can enter a new world of erotic adventure, and unleash passions she never dared to dream of.

I've got more pressing matters to think about. Like the fact that our wolf pack is in serious debt. If I can't find a way to secure financing for our estate, we'll lose our shifting sanctuary. My stepmother—wonderfully wicked as she is-has come up with a plan: seduce a rich jeweler who's visiting for the weekend. And then, when he agrees to bond with me and make me his forever, we'll be saved. Not such a bad deal, considering he's crazy hot, and I've had a crush on him forever. One problem: I'm not a temptress, not by a long shot.

Seriously...Christmas used to be my favorite time of year. The presents, the spiked eggnog, kissing handsome men under mistletoe. And then he came into my life. Or rather, I came into his life, under a little bit of a pretense.

Evelyn is a woman who has everything—a successful career as a TV producer, and her best friend—sexy firefighter Owen Hanson—who looks mighty fine as her plus-one to awards dinners and backyard picnics. But something is missing and it's not just the sex. Owen Hanson is living the dream—a Chicago firefighter who volunteers at a youth center on the Southside and he's got his best friend Evelyn—who knows him better than anyone. When Evelyn starts hinting about wanting something more, Owen panics.

Claude is nobody’s hero, yet he finds himself saving yet another damsel in distress. He should have learned his lesson the first time. Cat had been a major thorn in his side, but at least he hadn’t been unfortunate enough to be attracted to her. That had been Xander’s problem. Now he had a problem all his own.

Trevor Booth's life was just thrown a curveball. When his ex dies, he suddenly goes from an every-other-weekend, fun-time dad to a full-time dad. The dad part he's cool with, but life with two teens is like a roller coaster in hell. Thank God his ex-wife's best friend, Callie, seems to have secret powers that allow her to deal with the chaos.

Over-40, single mom Tess Howland's life is all about caring for other people. Indulging in a one night stand is just what she needs. She doesn't expect to meet anyone she would introduce to her kids—especially not some rich playboy who acts like a big kid himself. Even if he keeps giving her the best sex of her life.

Amora Joy Orlov. The thorn in my side, the bane of my existence. The woman with the loud bark and even harsher bite. Cutthroat and defiant, she's everything I don't want, but exactly what I need. And as luck would have it, she also needs something from me. A deal is struck: use each other until we both get what we want. It should have been easy, and even easier to walk away in the end. Somehow though, I've grown addicted to the pieces of herself she keeps hidden away, the little glimmers of the woman beneath the ruthless façade. But the clock is ticking for the both of us.