"Our women cannot be wooed." Warned the King. "They have not met my men." The Sovereign replied. In Rowland, a kingdom void of love, where even a kiss is unheard of, Illyria is the prim and proper niece of the King, and his unofficial body guard. This princess has never been sated with her position, and has done everything in her power to climb the political ladder to reach the power and prestige she craves, the position of General over the kings army. On the eve of a marriage arranged to help her climb, a mysterious foreign ruler intrudes the castle walls, a masked leader known only as "The Sovereign." King Hal of Rowland takes this invasion to be a declaration of war, but instead the Sovereign is there to make him an offer he can't refuse. Meridian, the suave, lighthearted General of the Sovereign's army was just an adolescent when the plague that killed his Kindoms female population; including half his family, struck Morwick. Can he, his twin brother, cousin and the other young men who have mastered seduction and romance to an art form even turn the heads of icy, detached ladies who have never even heard of it? If they fail, war will soon follow. In this medieval Hunger Games, What happens when politics meet passion? 100 of Morwick's men must face off against 100 of Rowland's women during "Bedding Camp". Though the Morwick's weapon of choice is not what Illyria is expecting. Ranked #1 in Historical Fiction as of June 23 2017 *Complete book available on Amazon* (Link in my bio)

"Just when everything seemed to be falling apart, the Moon Goddess sent her straight to him. After all, she's his paradise, his sense of calm within the storm." © -wolfsbane ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

*Updated version of this story with bonus material can be found here https://my.w.tt/YCDj4fqkc9 * Welcome to Rough Riders! We can guarantee you that you are in for a f*cktastic ride! Whether you prefer blondes, brunettes, twinks, or bears R&R has something for everyone. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride. I had a job that some would kill for. I photographed smokin hot guys, sometimes barely clothed, on a regular basis. The catch is I work for my father, Rex Rider, retired porn star extraordinaire at his super successful porn studio Rough Riders. I see you scratching your head asking, "Elliot I don't see the problem here." A. It's a gay porn studio. B. I'm not a dude, despite my name. I'm stuck all day ogling scantily clad men, most are gay. I know, poor me right!? But I really do have the best job ever! One of those gay hotties is my bestie Maxwell Creed. Totally gay. Totally too stinkin kind, funny, cute, hot, and just down right lovable for his own good. How could I not fall in love with him? Right? Then my dad goes and hires Ash. What the hell was he thinking hiring this kid? Not only can he melt your panties off with his smile, but he's like barely legal and just the cutest thing ever! I really need to quit crushing like a freaking fan girl and straighten the hell up. Because Ellie girl, the Rough Riders are off limits to you!

Book 1 of "Naughty Addictions" series (Book 2 is out as well) Payton doesn't expect much in life. She definitely doesn't expect to be caught in the cross hairs of 3 men who won't stop until she gives into them, although Payton doesn't put up much of a struggle. She can't help the feelings she's feeling for them. This is the story of Payton, a young naive girl who discovers things about herself that would never be expected from the shy little nerd.

Eons ago, he was torn asunder. Will a romance with a human restore him to glory? Ancient Greece. Eros wants it all back. Determined to return to his rightful throne as ruler of the world, the God of Love searches for his lost soulmate so he may once again be whole. But when he's sent on a mission of vengeance, the scheming deity is stunned to discover the mortal object of his vendetta is the very woman he's been seeking. Psyche hates her own beauty. Tormented by a jealous Aphrodite and uncertain who she can trust, the vulnerable peacemaker is caught off-guard by a stranger's sudden courtship. And though he whisks her to a private island to protect her from divine wrath, the lovely girl suspects her gallant rescuer is hiding some terrible truths. Marrying the gorgeous woman in secret, Eros still conceals his true identity from his wife as he looks for a way to recover her memories. But as Psyche suffers from terrifying nightmares, she's unaware a devastating betrayal will endanger her husband's life... and that of their unborn child. With civil war looming among the gods, does this star-crossed pair have any hope for happiness? The Soul of Love is the darkly fantastic first book in The Primordialomachy Series of paranormal romances. If you like red-hot chemistry, tense adventures, and fresh retellings of old myths, then you'll adore E.X. Alexander's magical epic. Buy The Soul of Love to rejoin broken hearts today! Content Warning: This book contains some scenes with mild violence, sexual situations, and references to suicide and miscarriages. Available as an ebook and paperback on Amazon. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B09542HQYY Also available in Kindle Unlimited (KU).

Jennifer exits the rabbit hole and enters the world as Dominus. Follow her journey as she becomes the most sought after madame in D.C. More secrets will be exposed. As her client list grows, so does her list of unexpected enemies.

Warning!! Extreme sexual content up ahead!!! Only for 18+!! They didn't court me first, they fu*ked me They didn't give me their names first, they gave me orgasms They didn't shake my hand first, instead my body shoke with their administrations The walls of my heart weren't shattered first, my whole body did with the continuous orgasms They didn't show me their faces first, they showed me their libido And was I angry? Furious? Disappointed or heart broken perhaps? I would be lying if I said yes to any of those questions. That was one hell of an introducing themselves.. And damn it if I didn't love it.

In a world where vampires feed from other vampires and males dominate females... there is but one precious thing left in their world which every vampire craves... A Mihr. Dohmenic is the Dralan - the King - of all vampires, and survives purely on clean blood; The blood of a Mihr, a virgin. Without a Dralaq, a Queen, he has to feed from Mihrs to ensure the continuation of his pure blood and the claim to the throne. But the times are dire; Mihrs are becoming rarer and rarer each day, and so the Dralan is slowly fading from bloodthirst. He desperately needs a Mihr to feed. Leyla is a Mihr. She is one of the few that is left in the world ruled by hungry, savage male vampires and she intends to stay that way. In hiding from the frenzied males, she ends up in the one place that should have been her only safe haven in the world; The Dralan's castle. Disguising herself as a Kischmir (a servant), she pretends she is but a mere commoner whose blood is not the purest kind in the kingdom. But when the Dralan nearly dies from cruel thirst, her blood is all that can save him. To be a Mihr means you can't be bedded by a male, otherwise your blood will be tainted. But as things grow heated between the Dralan and Leyla, will Dohmenic be able to keep his hands off her? After all, we always want what we can't have...

Warning: Contains explicit scenes, suitable for 18+ •∞• She looked over and shivered in anticipation. As if sensing her excitement, he moved lower and lower. His breath blew onto her core, between her spread thighs. She whimpered. His eyes darkened and roughly pulled down her pants, leaving her bare in a pair of skimpy lace panties. He took in the sight beneath him, but his vision soon concentrated on the damp spot coating her panties. "Fvvvvvck, kitten. So ready for me, for us." She flushed bright red. He leaned in and slid the scrap of material off her pelvis. "So wet already." he muttered, taking in her swollen, glistening skin. He nudged her open with his nose, breathing in her sweet, addicting aroma. With that, he ran his nose down her slit. Then, without a warning, his tongue darted out and swirled around her clít then gently sucked on it. She cried out in bliss. "Now, I'm going to make you regret ever resisting me." Her hands reached out instinctively and pulled his shirt into her tightly wounded fist, letting out a needy whimper. "Hand me the handcuffs." He demanded, speaking to his twin without cocking his head to look at him. The other man let out an amused chuckle but soon faltered when she let out another moan, making him strain against his jeans even more, hardening painfully. •∞• When the twins were born, the prophecy predicted that they will fall in love with the same woman, no matter the situation. The gods predicted a war. A war so huge that its result will probably cause more deaths than the amount of lives Melinda herself took. Probably. But every story has a twist. Nope, nope, no war. But shít sure did went down.

Highest Rank: #1 in Werewolf | A Featured Wattpad Novel Her mate didn't want her, so the Alpha King claimed her. WARNING: multiple chapters are PRIVATE, meaning you must be a follower to read. Book One of the Broken Crown Series <><> "Zion is a breath of fresh air amongst the midst of werewolf stories... With no doubt, a twisting element of surprise awaits us all." -sayonaratui "I wish I could erase my memory and read this over and over again" -Ivona1950 <><> WARNING: MATURE, SEXUAL ELEMENTS, LANGUAGE, & DARK ELEMENTS