This goes there.*Dark? Yes!*Dirty? Yes!*Depraved? *insert evil laugh*The witch who was supposed to cast the annual protection spell that keeps the legend in storybooks died. Her niece tried to make it... tried to get there in time to keep the evil contained, but she failed. So, she cast a different spell instead.For the first time, the horseman is pursuing a female. He captures her and instead of being bloodthirsty, he's feeling a different kind of hunger.A dark and erotic horror story by DD Prince, previously part of The Horror of Our Love anthology.Warning: This tale of horror contains violence and a monster who does monstrous things. Read at your own riskOriginally part of The Horror of Our Love anthology - this twisted tale is being expanded into a duet.Part one ends with a happy-for-now, unless you dare to read the epilogue (you totally want to).Part two? It's coming in October.

    Plain Jane. Goddess? Aine Luna Parker here. I’m an ordinary, plain Jane. Until I entered the most imposing mansion known to man. Then the crazy train left the station and now all I can do is hang on for dear life. I’m some supposed Goddess destined to bring magic back to earth. The problem isn’t the magic or all the new crazy in my life. It’s the men that come with the job. It all started with three hotties that have bodies made for sin. Oh, How I love that sin. However, I just can’t seem to stop collecting more. The more I collect the more chaos they create. If my sex drive would calm down so I could focus on the problems at hand. I might be able to locate the prophecy that will help me release the world’s magic. If only these men didn’t draw me in like a moth to the flame. Goddess, please don’t let me burn. *Warning this book is intended for 18+. It is a fast burn Reverse Harem series, with a cliffhanger. This book contains lots of M/M interactions, light BDSM, and other explicit sexual scenes some readers may find offensive.

    Now he rules in the walled city of Haven with his favored Children and his dead court, while all that is left of the living struggles to survive in the ruins of a world that used to be their own. But even as extinction looms, humanity will never surrender to their monstrous conqueror.For Lan, this brutal life has been the only one she’s ever known, but she still believes it can change. If the war can never truly end until the Eaters are ended, she will go to Haven, to Azrael himself, and demand he end them. To her surprise, she does not immediately die the hero’s death she expected. Instead, Azrael offers her a chance to convince him, and all she has to do is submit herself to the chill embrace of the lord of the Land of the Beautiful Dead.

    I’m just not sure if they’re a dream come true or my worst nightmare.It began with hearing voices - another step on my steady descent into madness. It was inevitable, considering the whole town hated me and I was the loneliest person on the planet.I didn’t really blame them. Everyone who got close to me ended up in the hospital. I’d be suspicious of me too.When the three distinct, alluring voices in my head started to appear before my eyes as three distinct, gorgeous men I really started to question everything I thought I knew.They called themselves Dreamwalkers and told me they were hunting the monster attacking all the people around me.They won’t leave me alone.I’m not sure I want them to.But am I the monster they’re after? Or are we all in worse danger than I ever could’ve imagined?

    Their eyes seemed to glow with a fierce golden light, moving more like beasts than men. I trembled, every hair on my flesh prickled in the age old response of the hunted. They were predators and I was prey. They entered the clearing and brought with them the smell of blood. Clad in furs and leather, bristling with weapons, they were warriors the likes of which I’d never seen. Huge, hulking forms, dark shapes pricked with those glowing pairs of eyes. I could not face them properly, for I was bound to a tree, in the middle of a wilderness, helpless as I waited to be sold to the Berserkers. *** When Brenna's father sells her to a band of passing warriors, her only thought is to survive. She doesn't expect to be claimed by the two fearsome warriors who lead the Berserker clan. Kept in captivity, she is coddled and cared for, treated more like a savior than a slave. Can captivity lead to love? And when she discovers the truth behind the myth of the fearsome warriors, can she accept her place as the Berserkers' true mate?