He bought me, chained me, but nothing prepared me for the beast who now claims me. Zivra They sold me as a prize to the highest bidder—Korvax, a minotaur warlord with a savage reputation. He’s monstrous, relentless, and intent on breaking me. Yet each brutal touch ignites desires I never knew existed. My mind screams for freedom, but my traitorous heart yearns to surrender completely to the beast whose darkness matches my own. Korvax She’s mine by right of purchase, a beautiful, defiant treasure I intend to tame. Zivra fights me at every turn, her fiery resistance fueling my obsession...

She danced to survive—but now she’s caught between two beasts who demand everything. Ember Every night at the club, I controlled the stage, untouched and unattainable—until they showed up. Vex and Lucien, powerful minotaur alphas, saw right through my act, peeling away every defense. Their offer was too tempting: wealth, safety, and pleasure beyond imagination. But surrendering to their dark desires is dangerous, addictive, and might cost me more than I'm ready to give. Vex Ember’s fire drew me instantly, her defiance begging to be conquered. She's ours now, and I'll destroy ...

She answered a desperate ad—and found herself in a world she never imagined, claimed by creatures she never thought existed. Riley I was broke, desperate, and drunk when I sent that reckless email. Now, I'm living in luxury, trapped between two powerful, irresistible minotaurs who make my every hidden fantasy come alive. Torin, cold and commanding, and Gavrax, playful yet possessive—they both push me to the edge. This arrangement was supposed to save me, not enslave me with cravings I can't escape. And now, danger from my past threatens the twisted paradise they've given me. Torin Riley...

I was never supposed to be found. Now, I am their prey. Elara They dragged me through the gates of Alarian Omega Academy, my mouth full of blood, my wrists raw from the ropes. I fought like hell, but it didn’t matter. I was an unclaimed omega in a world ruled by alphas—nothing more than a prize to be broken, owned, and bred. The academy wasn’t just a school. It was a prison. A place where defiance was beaten out of you, where the trials would strip away my will until I begged for an alpha’s claim. But I wasn’t like the others. I had spent my life hiding, training, preparing for ...

Ten years ago, monsters broke through from another world. Now they rule Earth, and humans just try to survive. Clara has a dangerous secret. She's an omega – the type of woman these new rulers, called Primes, want most. She's stayed hidden for years by using special drugs and pretending to be normal. Then Commander Kairyx spots her. He's not just any monster – he's a massive dragon shifter who rules the entire mountain region. And he can smell what she really is. Captured and dragged to his mountain fortress, Clara finds herself trapped with the most powerful alpha dragon around. Her ...

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 came to conquer. She swore to resist. But in the war of dominance and desire, only one will kneel. Elara I will never bow. Not to the monsters who burned my village. Not to the warlord who ripped me from my home. I am not his to command, to use, to break. No matter how my body betrays me. No matter how his golden eyes watch me like a beast ready to devour. He can drag me to his camp. He can chain me. But he will never own me. Varkash She fights me. Claws at me. Spits in my face. But I see it—the way her breath hitches when I get too close, the shudder she tries to hide when I touch her...

She survived shipwreck and pirates, but can she survive the monster who claims her? Selena I wake up drowning, saltwater choking me, my world crashing down in flames and waves. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end—captured by a savage orc pirate, Gothrak, whose tusks promise pain and dark pleasure. Every defiance I throw at him ignites his hunger. I despise him, yet my traitorous body aches for the brutal way he claims me. I must escape, but something deep and twisted inside me doesn’t want to leave him. Gothrak She fights like a beast, curses like a sailor, and fucks like a dream. ...

I was sold to a warlord. But I won’t break. And I won’t kneel. Zara My father sold me like cattle. His price? Safe passage and a temporary alliance with Ragnar the Sandreaver—a warlord as brutal as he is merciless. They expect me to bow, to accept my fate. But they don’t know me. I don’t kneel. I don’t submit. And I sure as hell won’t belong to him. But Ragnar doesn’t take disobedience lightly. He doesn’t ask. He doesn’t beg. He takes. And every time I defy him, he seems to enjoy it more. I should fear him. I should hate him. And yet, when he looks at me with those ...

She was hunted, exiled, and broken—until the forest marked her for two monsters who refuse to let her go. Wren I ran to survive, not to be claimed. But the Hollow had other plans. Now I’m branded with a mark I don’t understand and trapped between two minotaurs—Garron, the scarred war-leader with a voice like thunder, and Rhevik, the wild-eyed predator who circles me like prey. They say I belong to the Hollow. They say I belong to them. But I’ve never bowed before anyone—and I’m not starting now. Even if their touch ruins me. Even if part of me craves the chaos. Garron She’s ...

Two dominant minotaur rodeo stars. One lucky little human. And zero rules in the bedroom—or the arena. Tamsin I was broke, juggling vet tech school and surviving on ramen, when I landed a temp gig at the Silverhorn Rodeo Circuit. It was supposed to be easy money, nothing more—until Boone and Trace walked into my life. These minotaur rodeo legends, dominant and devastatingly attractive, offered me luxury, protection, and pleasure I couldn't resist. I promised myself I'd never become a sugarbaby, but now I'm craving the possessive way they cherish and ruin me. Boone The moment we saw ...

They marked her as theirs—but she’ll make them earn every inch of her surrender. Zara I’m just a tattoo artist, scraping by, until two monstrous minotaurs, Zarruk and Veylax, barge into my life, claiming I'm their fated sugarbaby. Their offer—wealth, protection, pleasure—is irresistible. Yet their mark brands me, body and soul, igniting desires darker than I've ever known. I fight their dominance, but each fierce touch and possessive claim makes my resistance weaker. Now danger shadows us, threatening to destroy what we've built—and I'm not sure if I’m strong enough to resist ...

I never imagined my passion for marine biology would lead me to this—a creature out of legend, half-man, half-monster, trapped in a cove no one else has ever seen. He's more than a discovery. He’s a mystery, an enigma that calls to me. But saving him might come with a cost I’m not prepared to pay. Am I ready to face the unknown for him? For centuries, I’ve been trapped, cursed to live in this form, cut off from the world. But then she came—a woman who stirs something in me that’s been dormant for far too long. She’s my chance at freedom, but she doesn’t know the price of ...

Lily I was supposed to drink, dance, and disappear before dawn. Instead, I walked straight into his trap. Masked, untouchable, and watching me like he already owns me. His eyes—slitted, unblinking, green as sin—trace my every move. And when the boat leaves the dock, I realize my mistake. No escape. No way out. And the monster in the shadows? He’s done waiting. Veyx She doesn’t know me, but I know what she is. Omega. Mine. The moment she stepped onto my ship, it was over. She can fight, lie, deny the hunger curling through her body, but I smell the truth. Her scent betrays her, a ...

During Mardi Gras, anything can happen—even being auctioned to a monstrous alpha who refuses to let you go. Selene Mardi Gras was supposed to be my last wild night of freedom—one final reckless adventure before I disappeared for good. But instead of waking up with a hangover, I wake up in chains. Auctioned. Sold. Claimed. By him. Darius Tauron isn’t human. He’s a minotaur, a towering beast with molten gold eyes and curved black horns, draped in wealth and danger. He owns this city’s underworld, and now? He owns me. He says I belong to him. That he’s waited for me. That I was ...