Eli underestimates the $100k contract he signs with a diabolical, brat-taming dom. Warning: BDSM, Control, Panties

The HighMoon Mountain Pack Colony was secluded from the world. It was made of four packs that lived deep in the snowy mountains, with one wolf to lead them all. Dante Harper. Dante was fierce, brave, and admired by all his packmates. The other Alphas under him looked to him for guidance and leadership. Dante had everything, except for one thing. His mate. One fateful night, while he patrolled his territory, he found something. A body, an omega. Dante feels drawn to him, and of course, this happens right before Winter. Winter, when the pack is locked to their homes and not free to leave. What happens when two wolves who are attracted to each other are locked away for three months? Read and find out. This is a novella! All rights reserved

Noah just wanted to help the fugitive alien fix his ship and get the hell off Earth. But Noah gets more than he bargained for when he's claimed by the blue-skinned alien and his possessive pursuer. [Male aliens x Male human] Word count: 39, 549 (19)

[MxWxM] [WxMxM] [Polyamory] "Get on your knees baby" she told him, Travis felt like all the butterflies disappeared from earth and decided to all live in his stomach because he could feel the flutter as Astrid gave him the command. "Good boy" she praised, and the praise was doing something to him, he wanted to obey her even more, he wanted her to tell him what to do. And he didn't say anything, Astrid hasn't given him orders to speak yet. Travis can hear Cody's breathing from beside him and he didn't dare look at his best friend, he knew he should feel humiliated that his best friend was standing right there while he let a stranger give him orders but the pleasure wasn't letting him feel that so called embarrassment, in some twisted way, he was enjoying it, a dark part of him wishes Cody would degrade him right now for how he was acting. "Your friend is every obedient is he not" she said between pants as she slowly worked her fingers in and out of her, she looked like she was on cloud nine, Travis eyes trailed from her face to her exposed neck, down to her almost exposed breasts down to her the heat between her legs. He wanted a taste every part of her. Travis heard Cody swallow his saliva as he watched the scene in front of them. "Yes, I did not take him to be such an obedient one" his voice was deep and it sent shivers down Travis's spine. "Crawl to me baby boy, come to mummy" -- Astrid Foster is a Dominatrix, she finds it hard to find men who actually belong to the same lifestyle as she. She gets invited to a party with her best by friends and stumbles upon two best friends Travis Harper and Cody Pierce at the party. She thought they were just normal guys who she would just have a smoke with at the party, but things turn out differently as she finds herself in the middle of a submissive and Dominant, her dream threesome.

He knew he was blushing; he could feel it. Boy, did he hate that. "I-I never sleep," his eyes darted away for a moment, "maybe I was thinking of all the ways I could bash your face in." Devyn glared at those jade eyes, his lip curling slightly. He pressed their bodies closer, his leg slipping between Lexin's. "If you think-" Devyn's words died from his lips as Lexin nearly whimpered, from both embarrassment and pleasure. Devyn's firm thigh was now pressed against his rock-hard dick, and he had no excuse as to why it was hard. The two stared at each other in a thick silence, Lexin's eyes wide and Devyn's unreadable. "Y-you should-" "Is this why you're up," Devyn's tone began to drop, "couldn't find a good fuck at the party?" Lexin glared and tried his best not to grind his hips forward and release some of the pain. "If I wanted to, I would have," he scowled. "Since when do you come home unsatisfied? We both know you can't keep it in your pants," Devyn's eyes stayed locked on the bruises. "Prick," Lexin hissed. Unable to stop himself, his hips pressed forward this time, his eyebrows pinching together. To his surprise Devyn pushed back. He wasn't gentle about it either as he applied the weight of his muscular thigh onto Lexin's hard on. Devyn's dark eyes flicked to his before he leaned down, brushing his lips on the shell of Lexin's ear. "You want to tell me why you're so hard, princess?" Lexin turned beat red, "Stop calling me that." "That's not an answer," Devyn slid his head down and brushed his lips over the sore hickey. ~'~ WARNING: this book has a choking and biting kink. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Why choose, when both could be the love of your life? Imagine every well loved love triangle From the Edward Cullens and Jacob's, down to the Salvatore's; where it's almost too agonizing picking who you should root for in the end. This book shows a love triangle that develops into so much more. Growth. Loss. An unexpected relationship. With yearning so deep, you can feel it through the pages. 𝐌𝐱𝐅𝐱𝐌

Book 4 of The Fated Chronicles The last place Peter Calderon-Heil should be is Antarctica. He's all things omegas are said to be-weak, fragile, and quick to submit. Travelling to the coldest continent on the planet isn't going to change that, but he's tired of waiting for a mate that does not exist, and staying at home, where everyone else is mated, is not an option. So, Antarctica. It's so vast, it's terrifying, but it's not the thing he fears the most, which means that he can survive it. What Peter doesn't know is that his greatest fear lives right beneath the ice, and has been for centuries. They've claimed the underbelly of the planet's most frigid region and carved their domain out with blood and fang. At the helm of it all? A vampire so fierce he might as well have stepped out of Peter's nightmares. Unfortunately for Peter, he's also the one who calls to his heart.

I was born a mafia princess. Apparently, that made me something my family could sell. I survived my marriage. My husband didn't. Now Papa has sent me to England with one instruction: be good. I have a cottage, a dance studio, and enough solitude to drive me out of my mind. Then there are the men. Jagger Knight is cold, controlling, and far too comfortable deciding what belongs to him. He kills for a living. Watches me like an obsession. And seems to think I'll learn to obey. Caleb Day has a beautiful face, a filthy mouth, and absolutely no business looking so pleased when I threaten him with a knife. He wants me. He wants Jagger. And he's determined to have us both. I should be looking for a way out. Instead, I'm wondering what it would feel like to stay. To let them touch the parts of me I've spent my whole life hiding. But an ocean can't keep my family's secrets buried. And just when I find something I want for myself, my past threatens to take it away. I promised Papa I'd be good. But these men don't want a good girl. And I'm tired of pretending.

ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ our ᴀʟʟ, Serenity. Serenity has always been a quiet child, even as she grew up. Knowing that she had someone to look out for her and always be there made her feel good. She remained close to Saint, whom she trusted would never leave her side, even if she had some issues. However, everything changed when she met Sincere at a club and started to develop strong feelings and an attachment to him. How will this relationship unfold, and how will Saint and Sincere react to this change? ⎯⎯⎯⟡ POLY ⟡⎯⎯⎯

Matteo Lupo runs the city with his fists, fear, and a reputation that precedes him. A king in the streets, untouchable and ruthless... until Seraphine. By day, she's a sharp, commanding lawyer. By night, she's a dominatrix who can see through the armor of even the most hardened men. When Matteo steps into her world, he discovers a space where power is measured differently - where control, trust, and surrender redefine what it means to be strong. But Matteo isn't used to being... small. And Seraphine knows exactly how to unravel him. A slow-burning, sensual story of dominance, trust, and the unexpected ways a wolf can learn to follow. Please note this is not a supernatural or shifter story