The appeal is obvious--werewolves tend toward unfairly attractive in that whole ruggedly handsome and muscle-bound way--but being chosen is the kind of thing that only happens to people on the news. It's like winning the lottery or falling into a sinkhole. It's not something that would realistically happen to him. Except it did, and then the werewolf changed his mind.Three years after being told that choosing him was a mistake, Brian is trying to get on with his life when news spreads that there's a werewolf on campus. Hiding away in his apartment, the very last thing Brian expects is for the stud to come knocking on his door...(This 100k word romance novel features two scorching hot alpha werewolves with a kink-list three pages long, a confused young man, and more secrets than you can shake a stick at. The story contains BDSM, a well equipped playroom, and questionable werewolf anatomy. It has a guaranteed HEA.)***There was a knock at the door. Expecting his best friend Luke, Brian put the dish towel down and walked across the room to open it.It was the werewolf. He was tall, head reaching almost to the top of the door, with wide shoulders and a trim waist, his boulder-like biceps making the sleeves of his leather jacket bulge.He was huge.Looking up, Brian took in the man's mountainous pectorals and the thick neck exposed by his unzipped jacket. He had thin lips and a dimpled chin, with a strong jaw and sharp cheekbones that landed him on just the right side of too pretty. Meeting the werewolf's eyes for a fraction of a second, blue so pale they almost looked gray, Brian had to look away at the sight of sheer want in the other man's eyes.His belly tingled with heat like it hadn't done since... since the last time a werewolf had looked at him like that.Brian ducked his head, staring at the werewolf's denim clad legs and huge boots before forcing himself to look up again. The werewolf's expression was still heated, his eyes locked on Brian with an intensity that made his insides squirm."Can I come in?"

    What more could Michael and Wild Bill want in a love nest?

    Just when life seems to have gotten better and he is beginning to think that he has a grasp of this line of work, his handler sends him to a new client. Vincent Greene looks like he might just be Aaron’s best client yet but he doesn't know the extent of Vincent's cruelty.

    Of course, vampires are a myth. Everyone knows that, especially Mike’s rationalist girlfriend, Leanne. Mike stopped a serial killer with a blood fetish. Nothing to look at here, folks. Please move along.And then Mike meets Dione: stunningly attractive, strong, fast, intelligent, and Mike’s new boss. Together, Mike and Dione have the job of making sure that vampires remain mythical, even the ones walking the streets of New York.

    Visions of fairy tales and "happily ever after" filled her head; as the wife of a wealthy and handsome architect, she thought she would have everything she ever wanted.And she did, though not quite in the way that she might have imagined.Her husband Anthony, seeing beneath her repressed exterior someone who wanted nothing so much as to be kidnapped and carried away by pirates, set out to train her as his new sex slave...whether she wanted it or not. What followed was an intensive introduction into a new world she could scarcely have imagined.

    No one gave me a choice. No one even bothered to explain. I was simply tossed aside, unwanted.That was the day the God of Temptation claimed me as his.Now, I'm studying how to become the perfect priestess. Life in the temple means embracing my emotions and learning to harness each type of desire. Power, fear, lust, and rage are the most common, but not the only ones. Each has a power. Each has its place. I just have to figure out which kind of priestess I'll become.Before I decide, I have questions - yet no one seems willing to give me answers. My only option is to leave it in my god's hands. This won't be easy, and my instructors think I'm a fool, but Temptation has been listening. Asking. Offering it all.In exchange, he intends to use me.I have demands. The priest and priestess who took me in have become my family. The guys? They taught me to love. How am I supposed to give this up? Why should I? Not even a god can make me walk away from them! All I have to do is stand my ground.In this temple, there's always a temptation.The question is if I'm stubborn enough to resist...Or brave enough to pay a god's price.Possible Triggers: Minor bullying, some sexual harassment, consensual pain and battery. Minor violence.Book 1 of 5

    After she knocks him out cold, she ties him up and devises a plan to make him answer every unanswered question about their divorce. What she doesn't expect is the night to become a wild roller coaster ride of amazing sex, domination and submission, and the beginnings of a brand new chapter in their lives. Nicholas is finally on his knees and Renny seizes control. Will it be enough to last or will the flame sizzle so hotly that it burns out of control? Publisher's Note: On His Knees is a BDSM romance. As such it contains sexual practices that may be offensive to some readers: bondage and discipline.

    Worse, she's been saddled with the brutish Carlo Castellan as her bodyguard for the last night of Bacchanal. There's only one thing to do: escape to the fabled House of the Severille...The imperious Lady Lucrezia expects to sate herself by dominating some poor house slave. What she gets instead is the harsh touch of a Severille Master who will stop at nothing to make the Lady submit.Excerpt below......Lucrezia had never been one to hide. She'd never felt the need. Hidingwas what one did when one wasn't sure of one's place in the world, andshe had always been quite sure of her place at the top. Suddenly she wasn't sure of anything. After a moment of stunned hesitation, Lucrezia had immediately fled toan unoccupied bench in a relatively secluded corner of the courtyard,partially obscured by the greenery of several tall, foreign lookingplants. She had thought to collect herself, and find a way to explainher mistake -- she was not a slave, and didn't know the first thing aboutsubmission to anything -- but there was no escape from the sights andsounds of the Severille: on the other side of the mottled green curtainwas a woman having sex with two men at once on a bench much like the oneLucrezia occupied. One of the men kept slapping the woman's reddenedbuttocks as he drove into her asshole from behind, while the other tookher pussy from below. She was crying unintelligibly with near constantpleasure.Once more, Lucrezia could not look away."How amusing," a deep voice rumbled behind her. She tried to turn toface the intruder, but a heavy hand grabbed her shoulder and kept herstill while a rougher hand clasped between her legs from behind. She gasped in shock, but did not move. She did not even speak. The sudden, bright fire from the hand between her legsseemed to blot out all words."Don't you know that those who hide in plain sight only wish to befound?" the voice continued, and she realized it was muffled by a mask.Still, it was resonant and rich, and with the calm authority of someonewho is rarely disobeyed. She opened her mouth to speak, but whoever hadtrapped her began to rub his fingers along the length of her slitthrough the thin fabric of her undergarment, and Lucrezia lost her wordsonce more. She felt herself begin to melt into him, and heard himchuckle softly."Do not move. Do you understand?""Yes," she heard herself say, and nearly choked on it.The man moved his hand from her shoulder to her breast, first over thesoft, expensive leather, then with impatience reaching under the topspiece to seize her naked flesh. He kneaded her breast until she leanedinto him, rolling her nipple between his fingers, massaging her pussywith his other hand. He pinched her nipple, hard, and laughed as shesquealed."Yes," the voice said, "you will do." He spun her around to face him. He was wearing a full black mask ofsmooth lacquer, his full mouth and stubbled chin all that was visible,and he was smiling. His dark eyes shown through the holes in his maskwith a kind of amused certainty, as Lucrezia imagined a cat might lookat a struggling mouse. What's more, he was powerfully built, with abroad frame wrapped in thick muscle, and shirtless to the waist. Hischest was dusted with fine dark hair, trailing all the way down to hisbelt. Just the sight of him was arousing. He reached out and tipped herchin up to him, taking a look at her blushing cheeks and wet lips. Thenhe grabbed her between the legs again, and drew her close. "This is now mine," he said....The Lady Submits is a 12,000 word erotic historical fantasy novelette featuring strongBDSM themes. If you don't like bondage, leashes, public display andhumiliation, or alpha male doms who brook no dissent, then this probablyisn't for you. Otherwise...enjoy. ;)

    Socialites, artists and A-list stars have been invited to Morgan Ward’s birthday bash, including Angelina’s boss, Delilah.For months, Angelina has been looking at the preparations from afar, but never did she imagine that, come the day, Miss Delilah would put her in a gorgeous gown and bring her along as her ‘plus one.’Wandering from crowded room to crowded room in the sumptuous mansion, Angelina grows overwhelmed and escapes onto a balcony, only to find it occupied by her host. That first meeting leaves her struggling for her very life, but she soon gets an unexpected do-over.Meeting Morgan Ward for the first time all over again, Angelina finds herself falling into his arms… But is it all only a fantasy?

    It’s a lonely existence, leaving him on the fringes of werewolf society. All Zac wants is to find his mate and live in peace.While on a mission, Zac finds the one thing he’s been looking for all of his life, his mate. Matt is everything Zac ever wanted in a mate, loving, caring, and drop dead gorgeous. Zac couldn’t be happier, or so he thinks. But as another mission looms, Zac discovers that things could be more dangerous than he thought.The wolf he’s been sent to eliminate is Matt's other mate.

    Elves who’ve traded their magical birthright for biogenetic enhancements. Shifters who transform into the beasts of legend. Vampires who feed on their human subjects with impunity and enforce their rule with servants honed into deadly creatures of destruction—and seduction. None is rarer than the chimera, a special class of human and a vessel of limitless power for any lover strong enough to tame them. As the favored "Puppet" of the Master Vampire of Ark, Arden exists to enact his master’s will. When the Brotherhood of Aeon, an elite force from the subterranean realm of the Vale, turns the tables and kidnaps the rare creature, Arden is thrown into the world of the fae, where nothing is as it seems. The Vale is a realm of old magic and exquisite beauty beyond imagination, ruled by Dusk, the Prince of the Fae. When Dusk strips Arden of his vampire nature and the purpose that has guided him from birth, his only focus is escape. But the Brotherhood insists that he’s more than just a Puppet. To them, he’s a being deserving of love and protection, and he must be guarded at all costs.

    

     I hated the Terran military. I didn’t volunteer, either. Like so many others, I was drafted as cannon fodder in the senseless Terran war against the Algonquans. Not like I had much of a future ahead of me, though, without a rich family to pave my way or even pay for me to have a wife. Now, my entire ship’s been captured. If what we’ve been told about the alien race is true, I’ll never be seen again. I hope they don’t eat me. Turns out the truth is far different than we were led to believe. The Algonquans aren’t vicious, insectoid monsters, either. We’re now their pampered pets…and they’re using us to help replenish their population to win the war. You know, maybe this isn’t the worst life after all. (MMMM, sci-fi romance, humans as aliens' pets, m-preg.) Note: This book was previously published under my Tymber Dalton pen name. It has been revised and expanded for re-release.

    Once they arrive, the electromagnetic field surrounding the planet causes his ship to crash.Alpha S has been off-limits to the Federated Navy and its ships for years—all because of an eerie evil nemesis, the Xinthpats, who are overly fond of human blood. The Xinthpats have killed every human to step foot on Alpha S, but Crash is determined his men won’t be among that number.Crash’s best friend is snatched by the enemy and Crash will stop at nothing to find him. A trio of sexy, purple vampiric aliens steps up to help, if Kaden will submit to them and allow them to claim his body completely.Crash is shocked by his reaction to their touches—and their bloodlust—which makes him lusty and yearn for more. But he has to see through his desire long enough to save his best friend and the rest of his crew.Warning: This 31,610 word story contains m/m, m/m/m/m, gay ménage, alien claiming, bondage, collaring, bondage restraint, discipline, sensual torment, dubious consent, forced seduction, and humiliation. It is intended for readers over 18.

    Only grim tales of the barbaric giants had reached the forest, but Yhalen soon learns that even the darkest fireside story only hinted at the brutality of these Northern warriors. He discovers the meaning of true fear at their hands, and only the awakening of ancient magic saves him from destruction.Surviving ogre viciousness, he finds himself given to Bloodraven, the half ogre, half human war leader as a slave. Yhalen, refusing to bend, soon pays the price for offending prickly ogre pride.But Bloodraven is no mindless, violent ogrish beast. Bloodraven has an agenda and Yhalen finds himself drawn in the wake into human and ogre politics, into bloodshed and cruelty and into the forbidden magic that is damnation in the eyes of his own people, but which might mean the difference between death and salvation.Note: Lulu's page count of 287 is for the PB (and PDF) versions. But 220,735 words equates to approx 663 pages.