Three demon lords to own-One woman they vow to claim.And a world that will burn if she denies them. General Elara Vane has spilled blood for a kingdom that would see her dead for the shadows in her veins. When her corrupt Commander wagers the impossible-a lethal trial in exchange for ownership of three imprisoned Lesser Demon Lords-Elara takes it. She wins. She always does. But "ownership" in the language of demons means something far older, far binding: **Claiming**. Now tied to Malik, Kael, and Zephyr-three feral warrior-gods who see her not as master, but as **Anchor, mate, and queen**-Elara becomes the hunted. If she cannot wield the fused, terrifying power between them... the world will fall to ash.

An Omega heir is forced into a political marriage with a powerful Alpha who despises him for his lineage. When the Omega falls mysteriously ill, the Alpha assumes it's weakness-until he learns someone has been poisoning him for years. The Alpha, once cruel, must now protect the Omega he once scorned.

"Alpha, where are you?" I ask. And suddenly he looks down at me. His eyes normal once again. I saw a flash of anger in the blue depths, along with desperate frustration. In one swift move, he was off me and pacing the floor of the cave. I instantly miss his heat and sat up in confusion. I called out, scared and disappointed in myself. "Have I done something?" My voice reveals my feeling of fear and I am ashamed to show fear to my Alpha. But if I had dissatisfied him, he would send me away, and I would be without an Alpha, drifting in the world, open for any male seeking release. No, I needed an Alpha. I needed his knot. I needed his scent and his strength. I needed his seed. He turned to look at me, his naked glory widening my eyes. He was muscular and beautiful, his body, a temple of the gods, but my eyes where fixed on his male sex. He was hairless, just as I was. I was sure all our species was down there. His manhood stood up at attention, his heavy seed sacks hanging low. He was big and thick, long and hard. His tip seeping seed, eager for me. But still, he stood far away, out of my reach. "My body pleases you." He stated. His voice sounded grave. I looked up at his face with some difficulty. "You are magnificent. The first male I have seen naked." He turned away. "My goddess has forbidden me to take your virginity." I squinted in confusion. "What goddess?" "The goddess of our Species. I am her beloved one and she speakes to me even in her endless sleep. And she has ordered me now, to give your virginity as a gift to my Beta." *Trigger Warning* This book contains rape, menage, violence and various other acts that are not for the weak of heart or for readers under the age of 18.

barren omega x gruff alpha | nsfw in later chapters! In a kingdom bound by fragile alliances, a royal omega was gifted as a living token of peace to the tyrannical king of Redwin. When her infertility is revealed, the king condemns her to death. But his brother -the kingdom's fiercest general and an unyielding alpha- defies the crown and takes her under his protection. What begins as a duty to preserve peace soon becomes a battle of intense desire, court politics and survival. #1 court (Oct & Nov 2025) #1 knotting (Nov 2025) #4 infertility (Nov 2025)

Content Warning (18+): This book contains explicit, graphic sexual content, including scenes and references to sexual assault, as well as graphic violence and gore. Intended for readers aged 18 and over. Please read at your own discretion. She ran from a crown-straight into a storm that chose her. BOOK ONE of The Breath of Aethriel Princess Serétha has spent her life being polished, paraded, and prepared to become a political sacrifice - a sacred "union" meant to bind kingdoms under the gods' gaze. But on the eve of her fate being sealed, Serétha runs. The wilds beyond the palace are not freedom - they are hunger, cruelty, and the kind of darkness stories never warn you about. And Serétha isn't just being hunted by men who believe they own her... she's being pulled toward something she doesn't understand - something old, forbidden, and waking inside her blood. A thief with too much charm. A prince with a devotion sharp enough to cut. A world ruled by gods who do not forgive. Serétha wanted a choice. Now she has one - and it might burn Aethriel to the bone.

Tara shifted slightly in his lap, her arms still wrapped around Lucien's broad shoulders, cheek pressed against the curve of his neck. The silence of her room was a kind of lullaby, warm and full. "You're such a dirty dog," she mumbled against his skin, voice lazy and teasing. Lucien's body rumbled with a laugh - low and pleased - before he pulled back slightly to look down at her. "You say that like it's a bad thing." She squinted at him playfully. "It is. You sneak into my room, bite me, sniff me like some possessed bloodhound..." He smirked. "Don't forget carry you around like a princess." Tara flicked his chest with her finger. "A princess who's seriously considering buying a leash. Maybe even one with spikes." Lucien's eyes sparked with mischief as he leaned in closer, their noses nearly touching. "Promise?" She rolled her eyes but couldn't stop the grin tugging at her lips. "You are incorrigible." "You're the one who keeps letting me in," he whispered, voice feather-light. "Maybe you like your bad dog after all." ____ "Say it," he commanded. She glared, blood trickling from the bite, her body shaking with defiance. "You want me to call you Alpha?" she spat. "Fine." Gothic. Haunted. Disappearing people. And a mansion that breathes. When Tara Lumin's parents buy a forgotten Gothic mansion in the eerie town of Atmani, she and her three boys-Dorian Vexley, Milo Ashbourne, and Pete Thornefield-move in expecting a fresh start. What they get is something... else. Something is wrong with Atmani. The townspeople act like they've seen ghosts. Some deny ever knowing people who vanished just weeks ago. There are names scratched out of yearbooks, family photos with missing faces, and screams in the woods no one investigates. She leaned forward, eyes blazing. "Alpha of assholes. King of mutts. God of rabid mongrels." His grin widened - like her fight only made her more perfect. "That's my girl," he purred. ---

"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙫𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙨, 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙖𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨." Valerie Tenebris is not human. She never was, and never will be. She is a monster, a nightmare, a killer, who dreams of an ancient battlefield and a different, brutal world where stars fall and dark blood stains the earth. Kye Merran is an Ember, one who wields fire magic. When a childhood friend shows up at his house with a strange girl who is bleeding black blood, he knows that he's getting into something he definitely shouldn't. Especially when the Dark King of Rurik, who may have much more to him than it seems, is looking to conquer another kingdom or two, preferably with a powerful, dark queen at his side. But Kye can't seem to stay away from the mysterious girl with the blood of Darkness. And Val can't stay away from Kye either, no matter how much she claims that she hates him. As Val, Kye, and their friends race to stop the Dark King and his approaching army, what they don't realize is that they are playing a part in an ancient, deadly game, a game between the light and the dark, one years in the making. But it is a game which neither of them can win, for their fates have already been determined by the desperate Gods, written in blood among the stars. Cover picture credit: Laura Sheridan **VIOLENCE, MENTION OF CHILD ABANDONMENT, ALCOHOLISM, RAPE, ASSAULT, DEATH, TORTURE, AND ABUSE** 364K words •HIGHEST RANKING• #1-Wind-1/26/21 #1-lightanddark-3/24/21 #1-magicalpowers-5/4/21 #1-War-5/13/21 #1-stars-8/9/21 #3-Night-4/10/21 #5-swords-4/18/21 #11-Darkness-4/10/21 **There will be a sequel; it will be a duology!

THE TATTOOED: They say she's a myth - a silent girl touched by gods and curses alike. But I've searched through time and death for her. She's mine. She always was. And when I find her again, I'll claim her with fire and blood if I must. Because if I can't have her... the world will burn. THE UNSPOKEN: His hands feel like sin. His mouth, like salvation. Even with my cruel alpha so close, he touches me like he owns me - and I let him. But the moment I fall, the world cracks open. He's not just a man - he's a monster born of revenge and prophecy. Loving him is forbidden. But resisting him... might kill me.

(18+ Sexual Adult Content) Martin has a plan. He and Tommy will do everything right for their last year of high school, including losing their virginities with their girlfriends on Prom night. But the only way to do things well is to practice, right?

When Ray found himself naked and laying in a bed of straw he knew something bad had happened, but he didn't know half of it. Alone, in the dark, with no idea where he was or how he got there, Ray feared the worst. Except he wasn't alone, and maybe the worst wasn't so bad. Tall, dark, handsome, the stranger trapped with Ray said he was an undercover cop. Ray believed him, even when Greg said that in order to get out they needed to have sex. Though Ray didn't typically offer up his ass to anyone, Greg was sincere, kind, and compassionate, and hot. Ray couldn't forget hot, but when Ray was let go, Greg wasn't with him, and the cops said Greg wasn't a cop after all. An m/m erotic short story with a HEA and no cliff hanger.