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Take a deeper look into the realms Of Chaos and Darkness with Whispers in the Dark-a companion smut-thology best savored after devouring Invoking the Blood and A Trial of Lace and Bone. Twelve spicy short stories featuring your favorite characters, lore, and spice...

I spent ten years convincing myself they never meant anything. That one stolen night was just a reckless mistake. But now Rhett, Arlo, and Shep are back—older, richer, and dangerously determined. They don't just want an apology. They want me. And when one of them growls that leaving me was the biggest mistake of their lives… I realize my biggest mistake might be letting them back in.

One fake date. Three alpha bikers. My rules? Don't fall. Their rules? I'm theirs. I only agreed to one night of pretending. A fake date to keep my past in the past. But with three ex-military bikers in my corner, pretending is getting harder. They're looking at me like I'm theirs to keep.

Crashing into my brothers' best friends was a mistake. Letting them stay might be an even bigger one. After I rear-ended their truck, I thought I'd just get a lecture and be done. But when Dean, Reed, and Lennon decided to move onto our ranch to help out, things got complicated fast. They're not just here to work—they're here to keep an eye on me, whether I like it or not. Dean's gruff attitude could freeze over Hell—especially when he calls me reckless. He made it clear after the accident that he thinks I need supervision.

When a snowstorm hits days before Christmas and I'm the only one at the house, I'm quickly informed that I'll be spending Christmas alone, with only my dog for company. That's before things take a turn for the worse. I never would have come if I'd known they'd be here. Fletcher and Boone, my stepbrothers, were never the family I'd hoped for. They're the reason I ran away, the ghosts that haunt my sleep. I was promised they'd be too busy to come to the cabin this year, but someone broke that promise.

It was supposed to be a mistake. A wild, reckless, never-talk-about-it-again night at Club Devil. I was the auction prize nobody expected… until three possessive cowboy brothers outbid the entire club to claim me. Mills—the grumpy eldest who commands with nothing but a stare… but hides a heart he swore he'd never risk. Tate—the silver-tongued rope master who knows how to tie a girl's body—and her heart—into knots. And West—the wicked charmer who tastes like sin and salvation… but smiles like he's never letting anyone close. We didn't swap names. We swapped everything else.

Halloween. My eighteenth birthday. The night my world shattered and reformed into something beautifully grotesque. I was supposed to be celebrating, lost in a whirlwind of candy and costumes. Instead, I found myself trapped in a nightmare—bound and blindfolded, at the mercy of a masked stranger. His touch ignited every dark fantasy I’d buried, but instead of fear, I craved more. Every moment blurred the line between pain and pleasure, terror and desire. And then, the mask fell—the revelation that turned my blood cold. It was Jared. My stepbrother.

Stepping into the Hollow’s Hunt felt like diving headfirst into a nightmare, especially knowing that my relentless pursuer would be Landon Blackwood. The Hollow’s Hunt—a twisted spectacle where women are ensnared in a labyrinth designed for the sadistic pleasure of Ravenwood’s elite. I naively accepted the invitation, unaware that I would become the centerpiece of Landon’s psychopathic pursuit.“Did you believe I wouldn’t recognize your worth?” Landon drawls, a smirk ghosting his lips as his icy blue gaze lingers on my every move. “Tonight, I’m not just hunting—I’m claiming what’s mine.

Revna was once chosen as a sacrifice to the Gods, but another took her place on that cursed boat—and she can never forget. Commander of the Myddheim Maidens, she fights relentlessly to shield all she can from the darkness that's plagued her realm ever since. But now the boat has returned. To protect those she holds dear, she accepts her fate and is thrust into the realms of Gods and monsters. There, she must confront the one person who has haunted her days and nights for nine years: the God of Destruction himself.

Every monster needs someone who understands them. I never thought it would be me. As a newly licensed psychologist fresh out of graduate school, I thought I was prepared for anything. Then I met Axel Morrison—charismatic, brilliant, and the most dangerous inmate in the facility. A man whose violent past should have sent warning signals blaring through my mind. Instead, I found myself drawn to him. To the darkness behind those piercing green eyes that seemed to see right through my professional facade to the shadows I've spent a lifetime denying. Each therapy session becomes a dangerous dance.

The city is in chaos, but I thrive in the aftermath. Grief surrounds our family as we bury our father. As the eldest son, leading the clan is my responsibility. The first task on my list;Make the Bratva pay for what they did. I’ll take the most precious thing from Spartak and defile her. Viktoria Volkov. Bratva princess and only daughter of the Pakhan. She will pay for the sins of her father. Once I set my eyes on her, sticking to the plan becomes impossible. The Russian beauty calls to my primal urges. My desire for revenge twists into something else entirely.

Tommy was at the top of his game. He was dating the hottest women on campus, set a world record in weightlifting, and had more fame than he knew what to do with. But all that came to a crashing halt once he graduated from his university. Piece by piece, his success faded into the corporate grind.

Beautiful jet-setter: With her elegant, rich friends she traveled to world, from Acapulco to St. Moritz, skiing, gambling, and partying. International jewel thief: Unbeknownst to anyone, Sterling was a modern day Robin Hood, always one step ahead of Nicole Rulan, the Interpol agent determined to catch her.

We like to believe monsters don’t exist, even in the moonlit streets of a place like Salem, Massachusetts. But they’re very real...and very human. There’s danger lurking around every corner. People are vanishing off the street into thin air, never to be seen again.

ꜱᴋʏʟᴀʀ’ꜱ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱɪᴄᴋ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ɴɪᴄᴏʟᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴀᴅ’ꜱ ɢᴀꜱʟɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ʙʀᴜᴛᴀʟ ᴀʀɢᴜᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ, ɴɪᴄᴏʟᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰᴜɴ.

His name was Quentin Sergenov - the unexpected hero of the 90s wrestling scene. A middle-aged bruiser called up to the big leagues on the eve of what should’ve been his retirement, his story of late-in-life success and can-do attitude won the hearts of fans all over the world- and the heart of Wave, his in-ring rival. The two shared a forbidden love that was doomed from the start; but the end of their affair would prove to be the beginning of something terrible for Quentin…

Elizabeth's company made the best weight management drugs on the market. During a visit to her lab, she learns of an odd side effect with her newest products - they can cause growing and shrinking. After an accident, the lab is locked down and the drugs are accidentally rushed through the ventilation system. Now, this all-girl lab is starting to change.

This is a story of exploration. Not only of the world, but of self. This is a tale of love, of heartache, of life, of death, of peace and of war. It is one girl's journey to find herself. Written in the style of a personal diary, each entry is an observation, a discovery.

At 21, Ginny Kurva is already legendary on 42nd Street. To the pimp for whom she works, she's the perfect weapon - a martial artist capable of taking down men twice her size. To the girls in her stable, she's mother, teacher, and protector. To the little sister she cares for, she's a hero. Yet Ginny's bravado and icy confidence hide a mind at the breaking point, her sanity slowly slipping away as both her addictions and the sins of her past catch up with her....

When my uncle offered me his apartment for the week, I planned to drown my sorrows in alcohol and seasonal music, wallowing in peace. What I didn't expect was for three men in Santa suits and glow masks to show up unannounced. Apparently, my best friend took it upon herself to sign me up for a fantasy-fulfillment website. I just hadn't realized she actually booked an experience for me.