An expedition investigates a farway planet after the colony goes silent. They discover an alien intelligence bent on twisting their bodies and minds into obedient sissy bimbos with one goal - to transform everyone into their image!

She summoned a monster to destroy her enemies. Now she’s the one chained to the altar. Aeloria Betrayed by the coven and cast out with scars still healing, I wanted revenge. The ritual was supposed to bind a demon to my will, a weapon to grind Elarion and the others to ash. But what came through the flames wasn’t just power—it was Kraven. Towering, horned, and far too sentient. The bond didn’t make him mine. It made me his. My body betrays me every time he draws near, and the heat only deepens. I told myself this was about control. Now I’m soaked in ritual blood and shame, and ...

He pushes her to the edge, humiliates her in secret, and marks her with a touch no one else will ever deserve. Sia Talon, inked and grinning like a devil, didn’t save me out of kindness. He did it because he saw something in me. A secret. A weakness. A challenge. Now I’m living in his house, across the hall from the boy who makes threats sound like promises. He plays rough. He plays dirty. And every cruel touch turns into a heat I can’t stop craving. Talon I wasn’t looking to be a hero. I made a choice. Now she owes me, and I always collect. Sia’s a mess of secrets and resistance,...

She signed up to explore, but she never expected he'd strip her bare, body and soul. I thought a weekend kink retreat was just an impulsive escape, a reckless attempt to find something I'd buried deep. But then I met Sebastian—powerful, dominant, terrifyingly intense—and suddenly this wasn't about exploration. It was surrender. He's methodical, commanding, and sees straight through my carefully constructed defenses. Every boundary I have, he pushes. Every shameful desire I hide, he uncovers. And now? I’m helplessly, obsessively his. 🔥 Dark Romance 🔗 BDSM Retreat 💦 Submission ...

She was sent to broker peace with the minotaurs, but the fortress has other plans—and so do the horned males who rule it. Miren I came to Velvynspire to save my kingdom, armed with scrolls and diplomacy. But nothing prepared me for Caelros—the cold, commanding prince—or Dren, his fierce, protective guard. The fortress hums with secrets, shadows stalk the halls, and ancient rites pull me deeper into their world. Every touch, every look, tangles me tighter in their web. And I can’t deny what I want anymore. Not peace. Them. Caelros She walks like she belongs here, but Miren is an ...