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When the bodyguard learns she has a stalker... Laci Delgado-Hamilton Going out to a club on my own shouldn’t be such a big deal. I’m fully capable of staying safe, but the environment I choose to be in shouldn’t be so sketchy that I can’t let loose like the club claims. Turning into someone’s submissive slave for a night is a pleasure, not a sacrifice, but only if the man I’m submitting to is worthwhile. It’s a little hard getting close to anyone when there’s some unknown man stalking me in the background, but so long as we don’t get emotionally attached, does it even matter?

Rhys Waversea is holding a lit match to a can of gasoline, and Clayton Michaels is no longer standing in his way. The plan was simple. Infiltrate my father's empire and watch it crumble from the inside. Waversea Academy was never meant to last, it was just another playground to poison with my...

Rhys Waversea wants to watch the world burn, and Clayton Michaels will spark that flame. It was supposed to be so simple. A fresh start where no one knows about the accident. No one knows I'm a deaf girl walking amongst the hearing, cocooned in my own silent world. So simple, if I had gone anywhere except Waversea Academy. Here, shadows cling to every wall. Privilege follows me like smoke, clogging my throat. There's a poison running through this campus, and it's wearing the face of the founder's grandson.

I was born to kill angels. Now I’d raze both Heaven and Hell to protect one. While mortals scratched their first words into clay tablets, I was already knee-deep in angel blood. I am Nephithar, Hell’s most feared general—the Devil’s own creation, forged in the heart of the abyss for one purpose: war. My name is a curse on angel tongues, my legend painted in divine gore. I take pleasure in battle, in the chaos of slaughter, in the soft rustle of angel feathers torn from broken wings—trophies I’ve hoarded like sacred relics. But then I saw them.

My life had been a series of tragic events. When Snake stormed back into my world, I was forced to stare into his vengeful blue eyes and the word agony took on a whole new meaning. Innocence is a funny word. It means something different for everyone, but for me it meant growing up far too young. It meant falling in love with a boy, and then having my heart ripped out of my chest in such a painful way that I never thought I’d recover.

Myla is introduced to the BDSM world through her coworker David.

Being the underboss for the most powerful mafia Don this side of the Mississippi requires a certain level of detachment. After vowing to myself I would never have a family, too afraid of what it’d be like to lose them, I pride myself in being so disconnected from all feelings. Especially when having emotions can get you killed in this line of work, I don’t need the distraction. When my world is turned upside down from a single lapse of judgment, will I go back on my vow? Will I be able to balance the life of a reaper and a family man?

They say bad things happen in threes. For me, however, the fourth came in the form of Club Rapture. Locked in until morning, I'm forced to face unknown truths about myself, especially the lengths I’m willing to go to for praise. The Bloodied Skulls took everything that night. Stripped me bare and left me to pick up the pieces. Abandoned. Humiliated. Thrown into the shadows where my anger festered. Since then, I seek to find them and reap my revenge. They taught me to find pleasure in my pain, yet a bitter taste of anguish is all I’m left with.

Salem and Skye are two freshman roommates at Kildale Academy, when a fire destroys their dorm room. Left with no other options, they are forced to move into the only rooms available—which just happens to be at the fraternity known as Hell House. Little do they know their new housemates have been possessed by the Seven Deadly Sins, and they're in the mood for something downright sinful.

I'm supposed to be taking rulership of my planet when I find myself sneaking aboard an off-worlders' ship. It’s just my bad luck the last known shol male is a compatible mate, when being with him could jeopardize my entire species. I am a ruler, and it is my clan duty to mate for survival…not love. He can’t be mine if I wish to protect my planet from invasion.

Creatures of all kinds go to the Barista to find love, including the incubus known as Dante. Dante wants to find his soul mate—someone that won’t scream when they see his horns, his tail, and his…other thing. Thousands of years of seduction and power, and he still can’t fill the hole in his heart. When the Barista sets Dante up with a human named Peter, he realizes that he’s never wanted anyone else more. Peter is resistant, though, especially when it comes to the L word. Dante has his work cut out for him if he’s going to finally get his own little slice of hell.

He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you're awake, he knows if you've been bad or good... so be a good little Vixen.

We're back for more! This time, don't let us pick you up. If you do, expect the unexpected. We can't stop now.

Don’t worry, Doll. You’ll taste heaven before you walk with the dead. Was I dead? I had wanted to die. I remembered deciding that I was done with this life and done with the memories and ghosts that haunted me. I’d looked at the darkness below and prayed for it to swallow me whole. Spreading my arms wide, I stepped off the ledge and woke up in hell. At least, I thought it was hell. It was hard to tell anymore. My soul was ripped from my chest long before now, and my heart had stopped beating when the gavel banged, sentencing me to five years in prison. So what was this place?

Nothing much happens in a sleepy little town like mine. At least that is what I think until one night everything changes. People are disappearing at an alarming rate, but even more disturbing is how they end up on my table. I’m a coroner and no stranger to death, but even I wasn’t ready for the twisted game this killer plays. It turns personal when I awake to a gift and a note that says, He who wins a thousand common hearts is therefore entitled to some renown, but he who keeps undisputed sway over the heart of a coquette is indeed a hero.

(Cody): He can take a walk off a plank into a dark abyss and drown, for all I care. Tyler Ryan used to be my best friend. We’ve been through everything together, shared everything. Apparently, he thought that included my wife. So, why does he still work for my company? Why do I keep wishing things with us never changed? Why does my heart skip several beats when anything that has to do with him comes across my desk? Why can’t I let him go?

I’ve been fascinated with Kayce James since the night we first met. My infatuation with her has only grown as we spent countless nights revealing our darkest secrets and deepest desires with each other. There is only one word to describe what I feel for her—OBSESSION. One small thing plagues our otherwise perfect relationship. Kayce only knows me as the masked man behind her computer screen.

This is a similar theme to the "Ride or Die" hitchhiker standalones but due to the horror nature of this story, it's not linked to that series. But check them out if you want more hitchhiker stories! This dark horror hitchhiker traumance has EXTREME content. Full list of content warnings on LaurenBiel.com. Please listen responsibly!

Living in the quaint, small town of Adelaide Cove, it was expected that Grant, Edmund, Elizabeth, William, and Samuel would befriend each other. What they didn’t expect was their extreme wealth, questionable pasts and common interests drawing them closer together. No one knew how savagely depraved and carnal those desires truly were. One fateful night of sinful indulgences would seal their bond, releasing an evil in them even they didn’t know was there.

Shattered and betrayed, the Shadowed Souls have lost the woman they love to the stalker who has plagued her for years. A betrayal that cuts deeper than any wound, unraveling bonds of trust they thought were unbreakable. As Mr. XO tightens his grip, Avery's heart hangs in the balance, torn between the men she loves and the repercussions of her own choices.