Kink dating isn't easy, especially when you are a 35 year old submissive woman like Anne. All her kinky dates have been a disaster so far, but what's that? An app for intergalactic dating? Surely some AI text generation toy for bored and lonely people. But it sounds fun and she is both: bored and lonely. What could go wrong? This story is the equivalent of sitting in front of your TV with a big bowl of ice cream, watching your favorite feelgood show for the 100th time, after a hard soul crushing day. If it could, it would reach out through the screen to give you a long loving hug and tell you that everything's going to be ok.

When Remsie's boyfriend asked her to go on a tour of the NASA Space Center, she assumed the most interesting thing she would see would be a rocket. But she couldn't have been more wrong... After falling through a top secret portal to another world, Remsie wakes nauseous and disoriented in a world she wasn't built to survive. When she's discovered by a tall alien warrior and brought back to his den mates she's determined to keep them at arms length. But that's hard to do when they believe she's a deity come save their species from extinction. Caught in the complicated pack games of this foreign world, it is not only reality as she knows it at risk of being lost forever, but her life and maybe her heart... ___ #1 in alien on 09/03/25 #1 in science fiction on 10/22/25 #1 in scifi fantasy on 10/22/25 #1 in romantasy on 11/14/25 #1 in paranormal romance on 12/22/25 #1 in why choose on 3/26/25 #1 in steamy on 7/14/26

[Yandere! Fathers x Mother! Reader] (Y/N) (L/N) is a songstress. Caught between the war of two powerful nations, her husband dies in battle as the emperor seizes power throughout the peninsula. Now widowed, she is a mother of a young baby girl who is now, unfortunately, fatherless. Planning to perform at a banquet held to celebrate the successful return of the emperor, (Y/N) accidentally befriends the emperor's young son. Unwillingly drawing the attention of the emperor, (Y/N) is suddenly given the proposal of caring for his son in exchange for the wealth and care for her daughter. However, during her work (Y/N) accidentally draws the attention of the emperor, the royal advisor, and the imperial general, creating a dangerous love affair of men willing to do anything for her.

Prince Caydeyrn Di Vel Delphine. Commander of the royal battalion. A legend dressed in iron and silk. He's noble, honorable, devastatingly handsome-every inch the kind of man a kingdom worships, and a woman trusts with her life. Josephine Caldwell. A healer from the quiet provinces. Sweet as spring rain. Gentle as moonlight. Her magic draws pain into her own body so others can breathe again. She gives everything-her strength, her sleep, her peace-and asks for nothing in return. To Prince Caydeyrn, she was a miracle. She never wanted a crown. Never wanted love. But Caydeyrn offers both like they're hers by right. It's meant to be a pure love story. Wholesome. Romantic. It's supposed to make me swoon. But I don't. Because I don't want the prince. I want the other one. Duke Evander De LaCroix. The king's nephew. Vanished at eight. Returned a man-silent, changed. Not only broken. Twisted. Cold. Predatory. Wrong. The story details there is something unclean in the way he looks at people. Like he's already imagining what their screams might sound like. And when he sees Josephine? He fixates. He hunts her. Watches her like she's prey-like he's already decided to break her. She hides behind Caydeyrn's protection, clutching her innocence like armor. And every time Evander steps onto the page, I can't breathe. Not because I'm scared - but because I wish he looked at me like that. The book says he's wrong. That he's twisted. Dangerous. That Josephine's fear is justified. That Caydeyrn is the right choice. But I don't want safety. I want to be ruined by the villain. It's not their slow-burn romance anymore. It's my obsession. And the worst part? I know he would hate me. He wouldn't love me. He'd see the dark little thing I am and realize that I am not the innocent maiden he obsesses over. I'm lucky if he would ruin me for the fun of it. And God help me, I'd let him. Gladly.