But she knows nothing of a man’s touch—or how to control the unladylike dreams that haunt her sleep. That is when they come, two men of unearthly beauty who ravish her in sweet carnal games, taking her to the precipice of exquisite desire and unimaginable erotic pleasure. It is scandalous. Forbidden. Unholy. For her lovers are not men, but vampires—the very beasts she and her father have sworn to destroy.It is only a dream…until the elegant carriage arrives at the inn, drawn by four black horses. Until Yannick de Wynter, Earl of Brookshire, alights, silver-eyed, determined, and hungry for something she cannot name. And suddenly, Althea is no longer certain whether she has had a dream… or a dangerously erotic premonition…

    Especially when that woman was Tess, Cullen's best friend's girlfriend. To make matters worse, Rael, a sophisticated and very much male acquaintance, is along for the ride, and seemingly content to stir up Cullen's long since suppressed curiosities.Wound up from the sexy ride over, Cullen finds himself the center of a rather sexy competition, as Tess and Rael jockey for position to see who will get to lay claim on Cullen.Stunts involve a raunchy game of poker with a live sex act, a game of chase in the kitchen that ends up in bondage and a spanking, an orgy of five guys and one woman in a hot tub, and a lot more frisking, teasing, and tantalizing.Warning: Contains public exhibition, light bondage and voyeurism

    The dare leads to a connection he never expected and a night he’ll never forget.

    What surprises him is his best friend Lane Dundas also has his sights set on the voluptuous dark-skinned woman with eyes of gold.Jack is willing to lay everything on the line to win Zarah’s affections, even when that means sharing her with Lane. Yet every step of the way he is met with resistance. No matter what he says or does, her past prevents her from believing the sincerity of his attraction.Zarah Elliott is plump, uncomfortable in her own skin, and a realist who has come to grips with living out the rest of her days alone and celibate. Until she comes face-to-face with the man of her dreams -- make that men of her dreams. Is it wrong for a woman to take pleasure in mind blowing sex in the arms of a handsome stranger or two, without allowing emotions to get in the way? Zarah doesn’t think so. Men have been engaging in casual, no-strings sex to sate their physical needs since the dawn of time. Why can’t she?

    Miley is determined to be a great help to the man in her life who has the most unusual problem.

     It was never supposed to happen. He was supposed to remain a porn star—the source of my fantasies—in my expansive collection of torture porn. But he found me, and he only wants one thing from me. He calls it the ultimate orgasm; death. He gives me the illusion of choice—my life or his. I thought my choice would be the end of my troubles, but it followed me to a town known for its close-minded, small population and hypocritical way of thinking. My madness lurks in the shadows. It watches me and seduces me with pretty smiles and dirty degradation. It assures me that my fantasies aren't wrong. It tells me that they will star in all of my nightmares…and I want nothing more. Content contains strong violence, coarse language, graphic sex, scenes of horror, and situations that most readers would find objectionable. Reader discretion is highly advised.

    It won't be easy to find brides from among the powerful Norman nobility, for the d'Anzeray are upstarts, men of war, their family's fortunes raised through bloodshed and violence. As one holy man and chronicler of their times has written, "From the devil they came and to the devil they will return". But these brothers don't care much for holy men or for what is written about them. Now, with the future of their bloodline at stake these mercenary warriors need wives and they have no scruples when it comes to claiming the women they desire. Nothing and no one stands in their way. Not even a few difficult, quarrelsome wenches who think they can resist capture once these powerful hunters have them in their sights. It's a good thing the d'Anzeray don't mind sharing the spoils of victory with their brothers. It just might take all seven of them to bring this harem to submission.

    Voyeur. I work as a special security guard in a private sex club for gay men. My job is to sit behind a small, mirrored window and watch what goes on in different rooms to ensure the well-being and safety of all the members. This includes anything from cross-dressing, role-play, vanilla anal sex and blowjobs, to full-on BDSM. Basically, I get to watch men have sex for a living. These are their stories. Please note: Gay Sex Club Stories 1 is 13,600 words long, and consists of five different, separate scenes. This isn’t a romance. This is pure erotica. There isn’t really a plot, there isn’t a story line, there isn’t really any character development. There is just sex. Where men get happy endings, not happy ever afters. WARNING – READER CAUTION ADVISED: Intended for an 18+ audience only. This book contains material that maybe offensive to some and is intended for a mature, adult audience. It contains graphic language, explicit sexual content between men, and other adult situations. Scenes include bareback sex, cum-play, some bondage, and some serious sacrilegious content. If that's not your thing, don't read this book.

     Checks off all the boxes on the “you should run far away” checklist. Best friend’s new stepbrother. Broody. Hot as sin. Mysterious past. Pissed off at the world. Everyone says he’s trouble. Parker even has the leather jacket for crying out loud. I can’t take my eyes off him, though. When he’s in the room, I can feel his gaze on me at all times, heating me from within. All I wanted to do was come home for the holidays and spend Christmas with friends and family, before I had to go out in the real world and put my degrees to use. We’re polar opposites. There’s no way it would ever work between us. But, the first time he touches me, and electricity blooms across my skin, I know one thing… All I want for Christmas is him.

    If I agree to his terms, I can be set for life. All it takes is a little werebear loving. But there’s someone who has a lot to lose if I fulfill my duties, and he will not stop at anything to get what he wants. Even if it includes murder.

    Only thirty-six Americans have competed in the Tour de France since the world’s greatest bicycle race began in 1903. That’s not too many more than the twelve Americans who have walked on the moon. It’s far fewer than the hundreds of Americans who have reached the summit of Mount Everest.But rising stars such as Lawson Craddock of Texas, Benjamin King of Virginia, Taylor Phinney of Colorado, Daniel Holloway of California, and Tyler Farrar of Washington state are doing just that as they endure crashes, cold rain, cobblestones, crosswinds, and culture shock on their road to cycling stardom, which starts in Belgium.This is the story of the next generation—of riders not yet tainted by drug scandals, of riders still bursting with hope and potential. This is the story American cycling fans need right now. -------------------“People, get ready for great stories written well. The Belgian Hammer captures cycling culture.” —Benjamin King, 2010 U.S. Pro Road Racing Champion“The Belgian Hammer is the unique story of professional cycling that hasn’t yet been told until now. Daniel Lee has revealed the road map for the next generation of Americans hoping to become successful in Europe, where cycling is king.” —Jim Ochowicz, President/General Manager of the BMC Racing Team.“All of us who left our tire prints on the European circuits remember how racing there shaped us forever. With passion, Daniel Lee gives substance and perspective to the experience of young Americans trying to make it in Europe; and bicycle racing is illuminated by his craft.”—John Howard, three-time Olympic cyclist, who set a bicycle speed record of 152.2 mph in 1985“For those who admire images of cyclists flashing with arms spread wide in triumph over the finish line on blue-sky days, Daniel Lee gives us an insightful, forceful, and gritty account of the rigorous―and frequently perilous―route that cyclists take to force their way up the ranks and develop skills to win. A former racer himself, Dan Lee puts his passion for the sport into his newspaper reporter experience and writing talent. In The Belgian Hammer he follows Taylor Phinney, Benjamin King, Daniel Holloway, and other legends in the making on the USA Cycling national team living in Belgium, where the young bloods from around the world go to test themselves against the best of their generation. They compete in tight packs exceeding 150 riders pumping over narrow wind-blown roads slick from rain while threading through the countryside at unrelenting speed. To spectators cycling matches the grace of ballet. Daniel Lee reveals its uncompromising demands and brutality and heroics.” ―Peter Joffre Nye, author of The Six-Day Bicycle Races: America’s Jazz Age Sport and a Trustee of the U.S. Bicycling Hall of Fame

    It-s never mattered that Charli is the only girl in the crowd. She's always been a tomboy, anyway. Just one of the guys. Between work and Couch Potato Thursdays, life is pretty full. Sure, no man alive can get through the friend gauntlet, but thanks to her boys and her toys, she's got plenty of fantasy material. It's a win-win situation. Until Lee has a destination wedding in Cozumel-and Charli's -best man- duties take a kinky turn. Through what looks to be foul play by Lee's new brides, Charli finds herself on a decidedly decadent shore excursion, playing -The Race Erotic-. With each sexy challenge, it becomes clearer that down deep, she desires not one, not two, but all three of her remaining single buddies. They're the only family she's ever known. She can't imagine living without them. Will she have to choose? Or will the final score be three to one? Warning: Naughty costumes, kinky toys, a boy, a girl-two more boys, all doing unspeakably dirty things to each other.

    The only problem? He doesn’t have a clue who the cute little angel is. She bumps into him and then slips away before he’s ever able to utter a word.Fate steps in when he comes across her again. But fate is an evil temptress because his little angel is being auctioned.And there’s no way he’s going to let anyone else buy her.

    For the first time in her life, Fiona discovers that doing whatever she wants, whenever she wants, is no longer an option. After her father sends ex-military bounty hunter Tom Waters to bring her home, events take an unexpected turn and the two men soon join forces to protect Fiona, to tame her rebellious ways, and to bring her more pleasure than she ever imagined possible. But when they learn that she has more skeletons in her closet than they were counting on, will her fortune come between Fiona and the loves of her life? Publisher’s Note: The Brat, the Bodyguard, and the Bounty Hunter is an erotic novel that includes spankings, anal play, sexual scenes including threesomes, exhibitionism, elements of BDSM, and more. If such material offends you, please don’t buy this book.

    And what I'm buying is her innocence. She's 19 years old, with curves that have never been touched. She needs money, and I need to claim her as my own. I'll be the highest bidder, no matter the price. I'm filthy rich and I want to turn her dirty. But after I buy her body, will she steal my heart? Sold at the Auction box set includes three standalone but related billionaire and virgin romances: Sold on Valentine's Day, Sold on St. Patrick's Day, and Sold as a Fake Fiancee, plus a never before published exclusive bonus novella Sold at the Company Party, which features the couples from all three Sold stories that are included in the box set. Each story features a billionaire alpha male and the feisty curvy virgin who wins his heart. They contain HEAs, no cliffhangers, and no cheating. They're sizzling hot and ready to be devoured!