My plans didn’t include sexy time with the Loch Ness Monster. But maybe they should have… My fiancé turned our wedding into a viral sensation for all the wrong reason. At the time, I didn’t know anyone was filming it. But millions of people saw me getting jilted at the altar. So, going on my honeymoon trip to Scotland was an even better idea than I’d initially thought. Being able to quietly fall apart in a boat in the middle of a peaceful loch, far from the chaos my ex created, was a blessing

Birched by the Krampus is a smutty, standalone holiday fantasy romance with bondage, eggnog, and a whole lot of Christmas cheer. Download this duet narration audiobook now and get ready to believe in naughty miracles!

I thought my fiancé was a good guy. Not the greatest in the sack, but decent marriage material. Too bad it took finding him in a compromising position—with his mother—to figure out how wrong I’d been. When they told me they’d kill me if I ran away, I believed them. I didn’t, however, believe them when they said the magical Ash tree in the woods would eat me alive. Wrong again. Lucky for me, Ash didn’t kill me. Turns out he likes my stories. And my, um, sap. So, I’m sure I can convince him to let me go once he’s been properly…satiated.

She's become my obsession. I hate her for it. I took her for another reason. But now? Now I don't think I'll let her go.

I always thought I’d start the apocalypse. Instead I’ve been asked to help end it. How does one stop the end of the world, you might ask? You gotta knock up Lucifer’s vessel before he does. I know, I know. I was surprised too. But let me tell you, if ever there was an incubus made for the job, it’s me. With a name like Sin, you’d think this should have been the easiest task I’d ever been assigned. And you’d be correct. Except said vessel is a beautiful and dangerously powerful succubus in her own right. Oh, and she’s not interested.

In the once-quiet town of Willow Creek, my life was a steady beat, a rhythmic routine, until the carnival stormed in, a whirlwind of chaos and danger. Under the neon lights and haunting melodies, Cade's eyes found mine—piercing, intense, sending shivers through my soul. He was a dark storm, a looming shadow over my every move. Cade's obsession was relentless, his desire a madness that knew no bounds. Like a predator, he stalked me, every step a calculated move in his sinister dance.

Eisley has spent the last decade looking over her shoulder while trying to forget the horrors The Minister and ‘The Family’ inflicted upon her and others. However, something continues to call to her. In the deepest roots of her psyche, she can’t escape the nightmares of her time trapped in the cult. All of her fears come to a head when she finds a letter taped to her door, informing her that a documentary is being made about The Minister and the events that took place ten years ago. When she politely declines, she can’t help but wonder why they didn’t fight her more to talk.

Morning Glory Milking Farm was just another quick tug-machine operated facility, no different from all the rest. Sure, they had big pharma money and special hands-on amenities the other milking joints couldn't boast, but at the end of the day it was the same old story—cash he didn't actually need in the bank, all for doing what he would have done for free anyway. Get in, get out, get on with his day. At least, that's what he thought.

I wasn’t sure what to expect when arriving in Salem. Forced to marry a man I’ve never met, attend a private university I’d never heard of, and the whispers of a rumored secret society filling the halls. This life would be near unbearable with my insufferable fiancé if it wasn’t for his uncle, his best friend, and his enemy. When none of them are willing to let me go, it sends us down a path I’m not sure any of us will survive. The life I was promised is distorted behind smoke and mirrors. The truth cloaked by Deceit.

Welcome to Georgian England, circa 1800. Alastair Thorne is a cad and a rake. Even his mother told him so. Pity for her that he cannot bring himself to care, for he relishes his life of debauchery and licentiousness, and is content thinking of no-one but himself. Except Alastair may have just messed with the wrong fair maiden, and his life is about to be cut violently short. That is until he comes face to face with the enigmatic stranger who's been watching him from afar.

As a vampyr who was born to fulfill a prophecy, my life was planned before I was created. I obeyed every rule, and I became the perfect vampyr, but one night changed everything. Rejected by the man who was destined for me, who was supposed to love me forever, I do the only thing I can. I flee into the night, nursing my broken heart. Being a rejected mate corrupts the soul, however, and in this game of Courts and Kings, nobody wins. Nobody except the monsters in the shadows.

I didn't plan to ever attend an event, but I needed the money. I thought it was nothing more than an adult version of hide-and-seek. I had no idea how wrong I was. Nor did I know I’d meet my worst nightmare that night: Andrew “Drew” Marshall, popular-as-hell football star and a Greek god among mere mortals. To anyone else, he would appear to be normal, a good guy. But that night I saw the cruel, dark monster hidden underneath. He was the epitome of evil, the leader of the Disciples, and I was his newest obsession.

Violet is a typical, down-on-her-luck millennial: mid-twenties, over-educated and drowning in debt, on the verge of moving into her parents' basement. When a lifeline appears in the form of a very unconventional job in neighboring Cambric Creek, she has no choice but to grab at it with both hands.

When Dad died, he made me the leader of the Italian Mafia. That position was unheard of for a woman—until me. Ryder, Dex, Gage, and Holden are my team, my closest friends. Then Leo waltzes into my life, turning it upside down, along with everyone in it. One lie. One secret. That's all it took to bring it all burning down around me. Jealousy and hidden desires from the four guys I thought only saw me as their friend and boss stoke the flames even higher.

Getting stuck in the hockey locker room was not how I envisioned catching my next story. After a fateful encounter with two of the hottest players in the NMHL, I'm swept into an unforgettable first date.

I thought my fiancé was a good guy. Not the greatest in the sack, but decent marriage material. Too bad it took finding him in a compromising position—with his mother—to figure out how wrong I’d been. When they told me they’d kill me if I ran away, I believed them. I didn’t, however, believe them when they said the magical Ash tree in the woods would eat me alive. Wrong again. Lucky for me, Ash didn’t kill me. Turns out he likes my stories. And my, um, sap. So, I’m sure I can convince him to let me go once he’s been properly…satiated.

My plans didn’t include sexy time with the Loch Ness Monster. But maybe they should have… My fiancé turned our wedding into a viral sensation for all the wrong reason. At the time, I didn’t know anyone was filming it. But millions of people saw me getting jilted at the altar. So, going on my honeymoon trip to Scotland was an even better idea than I’d initially thought. Being able to quietly fall apart in a boat in the middle of a peaceful loch, far from the chaos my ex created, was a blessing

Birched by the Krampus is a smutty, standalone holiday fantasy romance with bondage, eggnog, and a whole lot of Christmas cheer. Download this duet narration audiobook now and get ready to believe in naughty miracles!

A Second-chance romance, secret baby, jealous/possessive hero with steamy scenes. Be prepared to be taken on a journey of Secrets and Lies. CalI knew her only as Carmen, the little hottie from a night of passion in Vegas, the love of my life! Fifteen years later after tracking down a cyber thief who has stolen millions from me and my family, I’m holding a gun to her head thanks to her dumb-ass son! Only he’s not just her son… secrets are exposed and just when I think things can’t get any worse? The Cartel are after them.

I married my high-school sweetheart five years ago. We were making plans to have our first child when he tells me, on our anniversary, that he can only stay with me if I allow him to open our relationship so that we can both see other people. Reluctantly, I agree, not expecting to fall in love with the person I meet.

My name is Thomas, and I'm always hard. No really, that's my last name. Thomas Hard, the pleasure is all mine… literally. I can't help it that my name suits me well. You know what else suits me well? That girl sitting across the bar, with her lips right where I tell them to be. I want her, and when I want something, it's gonna be mine.

They took her from me. The Gods, those arrogant, backstabbing, hypocrites. My one love, the only spark in my eternal, glitter-covered prison of matchmaking nonsense. Me, Cupid, the God of Love. The punchline to every joke on Olympus. Well, guess what? I'm not laughing anymore. You'd think I'd get a happy ending, right? Wrong!

These aliens seem nice enough, but she needs to figure out how to communicate with them and get back to Earth. Her alien captor finds everything about his new pet adorable, from her tiny toes to her blunted claws to her shiny mane. He will do everything in his power to make sure that his cute little pet remains healthy and happy. But what happens when this giant tentacled alien finds out his lovely pet is a sentient person who wants more from him than pets and treats?

Five years ago, I disappeared from the life I had and built this one. I spend my days and most of my nights on the line, helping my clients achieve their goals. They call me when they are in a jam or are getting ready to move on a target. I'm their information specialist. The woman in the chair. I'm their switchboard. Intelligence, electronic eyes, computer hacking—I do it all. My singular goal is to bring my clients home safely. Some clients are more special than others. We all play favorites. I know them, they've never seen me.

Isla Grey has dedicated her life to hunting trolls. Her strong determination and captivating presence have made her well-known in a perilous world. However, when an ambush breaks her team’s formation, she ends up deep in Troll Country. There, she is captured by a young, powerful troll whose attraction is as strong as his impressive package. As he relentlessly pursues her, he stirs within her intense and forbidden feelings—raw and primal. His every desire offers a tempting glimpse of what could be, leaving a lasting impact on her body and sensual desires. As she reunites with her team, ...

Welcome to Georgian England, circa 1800. Alastair Thorne is a cad and a rake. Even his mother told him so. Pity for her that he cannot bring himself to care, for he relishes his life of debauchery and licentiousness, and is content thinking of no-one but himself. Except Alastair may have just messed with the wrong fair maiden, and his life is about to be cut violently short. That is until he comes face to face with the enigmatic stranger who's been watching him from afar.

Once upon a time... There lived an ambitious boy determined to become a man before his time. And a woman and battered soldier who recognized the scars that marred his soul—scars that mirrored her own. Determined to help shape the warrior within him, it was their inexplicable bond that would forever alter his heart. And the loss of that love that would redefine his destiny. After all, nothing has ever been fair in love and war.

It was an offer too good to refuse: spend one month in the most haunted house in the world. When the reclusive owner of Duskwood Manor opens the door to five teams of paranormal investigators, there's no way my team can say no. But there are no ghosts here. There are monsters. They live under my bed, in my closet, and watch me from the shadows, whispering filthy visions in my ear at night. Begging me to come with them to their world—the Void, where the monsters roam free . . . where they teach me what it really means to want.

On the brink of losing her position as a maid and with no prospects to go on, the offer of a place at Rooksgrave Manor - a house of ill and unusual repute - sounds like a perfect fit for a young woman with Esther’s inclinations. Even better, the invitation comes by the hand of the handsome Dr. Underwood, a delicate gentleman with a ferocious alter ego who knows exactly what he wants from Esther. Upon arrival, the men and the daily decadence of the manor feel too good to be true for a girl of Esther’s station.

Everbound University is the mandatory graduate school for anything that goes bump in the night. Not going isn’t an option unless you want to be hunted down for illegally inhabiting the mortal world. All legacies—the descendants of the Four Houses—are required to attend because we’re all cursed, and the only way to break our curses is through binding our hearts in a quintet. Becoming part of a quintet is a dream come true. Destiny fulfilled. A gods-given, merciful blessing. For me, it’s a hard pass. I can’t be bound to anyone else. Trust me, it wouldn’t end well.