Anyla's life is finally starting to take a bright turn. A new apartment in a quiet, suburban neighborhood. A real RN job with a real paycheck. After years of struggle, she's finally stepping into her soft era. And then there's him. Min Choi-her landlord. Sweet. Polite. The kind of man who smiles with his whole face and holds the door just a second too long. He offers her a luxury unit at a price that feels like a blessing. And when she meets him in person? He feels like one too. But blessings don't watch you the way Min does. They don't text every night to check on your locks. They don't know your favorite wine-or exactly how you take your coffee. And they sure as hell don't smile when someone else says your name. At first, he just seemed like the perfect landlord. But now Anyla isn't sure if she moved into her dream life... Or a carefully constructed trap.

She only wanted to do her job care for the children, keep her head down, and move on. At the house she works in now, everything looks perfect on the surface. The family is polished, the pay is good, and for once, she feels like she's doing something right. But perfection has cracks. The whispers start small, the looks start to linger, and before she can make sense of it, one accusation changes everything. From the moment she steps into their world, nothing feels normal. The fathers are polite but distant, their stares unreadable. The house is beautiful but quite way too quiet. And the children... the children cling to her like they've been waiting for her all along. She tells herself it's just another job. That she doesn't need their approval. That she can't afford to care. But the walls in this house have secrets. And so do the men watching her. Soon, she'll learn that sometimes, it's not the little hands that are hardest to let go of it's the ones you never saw reaching for you in the dark.

Struggling to sell a single painting and drowning in student debt, Marisol Reyes, a fiercely independent but lonely artist in modern-day Chicago, is just about ready to give up on her dreams. When a mysterious storm crashes through her studio, she's pulled-brushes and all-into a world of primal beauty, where men can transform at will to different animals, cities are carved from stone and bone, and technology is nothing more than a fantasy. In this untamed realm centered around women and powered by instinct, Marisol finds herself at the center of the beastmen tribes. With no phone, no way home, and no clue how to survive in a matriarchal society where women must take multiple male consorts to stay protected, Marisol must quickly adapt-or risk becoming prey. Thrust into the spotlight, she must navigate between aggressive females, obsessive men, and unexpected desire. Armed with nothing but her creativity, courage, and the heart she wears on her sleeve, Marisol begins to uncover her place in this wild world. Maybe she doesn't need to return home after all... maybe she was meant to paint a new life here.

He was gigantic. The 7'0 monster of a man towered over her, even though he was sitting. Bright cyan eyes gazed down at her unreadably. He gestured with his large fingers for her to come closer. She'd anxiously waddle up to him. His bare chest was on full display. Long, complex tattoos covered his right peck and entire arm. A language she didn't understand was written all along it. She was squeezing her thighs together and studying his manly appearance like a whimpering dog in heat. She could only squeal when he settled his hands on her hips and hauled her onto his lap. ------------------------ Suffering from severe amnesia, a woman wakes up cold and alone in a forest. She doesn't know where she is, how she got here, or who she even is. She's fortunate that a nearby community finds her and takes her in, where she meets a silent and... clingy... brute.

"You are mine.....strictly mines."

He's the shy one. She's the quiet one. But only one of them knows what they're doing. A late night grocery run turns into a awkward moment. And a stare that says, "Relax. I got you."

I dragged my nails lightly over his chest, slow, my eyes locked on his. "You told me I was in control, remember?" My voice dipped lower, sultry, daring. I leaned close enough that my lips brushed his ear. "Then say it, baby. Say you're my bitch." A dark laugh rumbled from his lips, low and sinful, the kind that made my stomach flip. His eyes didn't waver, didn't blink. "I'm your bitch," he said...calm, but hot as fuck. The words rolled off his tongue like he'd been waiting to say them, and God, the way he said it almost made me melt right there.

Meet Kennedy, a young woman whose hard work through college has finally paid off with her dream job. Little did she know, this job comes with incredible perks, some of which were never mentioned in the contract. This book does not end on a cliffhanger and is HEA. 6 chili peppers 🌶️ 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ This is an unedited First Draft! Completed 10/11/2023 -under editing

In Orvatka, Isabella has forged a new life in a hidden mountain village, raising her twin children in the heart of a foreign tribe. While she's found a fragile peace, her past still echoes across the vast landscape of Aerthysia. Haunted by secrets and bound by loyalty to a powerful leader who values her knowledge, Isabella's journey becomes a delicate balance of survival, self-discovery, and love. As tensions rise and hidden truths come to light, she must decide how far she's willing to go to protect her children and face the life she left behind.

After an accident, Imara, a 28-year-old plus-size black woman, ends up in a strange rainforest world from a bittersweet novel she read. This wild jungle is full of mysterious and dangerous beastmen, just like the stories she used to read. To stay alive, Imara has to carefully plan her every move as she tries to find love, family, and friends in this strange place. With each step, she becomes tougher and learns to protect herself from the mysteries lurking in the beastmen world. Imara's journey is like a tricky dance, a skillful way of staying alive among different groups of friends and foes. Her story is about figuring out how to survive in a captivating but wild world where danger and strategy are always tangled together, like vines in an endless battle for control. This is a mature book, but the smut isn't the main component of the story or plot.