My life wasn't terrible but it wasn't amazing either. Just... average. That's how I ended up applying to the Legion Omega Defense. They're a new age military that came around about forty or so years ago to defeat the beasts in Pandora. The wars these days aren't fought with each other. Nope. We've got more serious threats to deal with. Some unknown dimension the scientists haven't quite figured out completely. 'Choose your class. Raise your weapon. Level up. Save the world.' That's what the brochure says. It's like they were targeted right at me. Some cash. A place to stay. A weapon and a chance to do my part against humanity's greatest threat. I might even make a friend or two. How can I turn it down? Joining the Legion... I have no idea what to expect. I guess I'll have to see this for myself..." NOTE: Legion is a modern-day, fantasy/sci-fi action-adventure containing simple litrpg/gamelit leveling mechanics, stats, abilities, fantasy harem & relationship elements, random battles, boss fights, and lots of dialogue. It's intended for mature readers.

     I’m also sexually submissive with kinky fantasies, but unfortunately I also have an amazing ability to attract bad men. That’s why André Chevalier is helping me find the right Dominant. But he set me up with the wrong guy! I’m turned on by men who are trim, tall, and urbane; Max O’Neal is built like a linebacker. I love culture: Max acts like a caveman, and looks like he’s done time. The man's André’s mechanic for crying out loud! I’ll give him a chance though. . . even if only to prove the sexy Frenchman wrong.

    The problem is will his insecurities and her needs collide and force them apart or will he finally be able to let go and place his trust in the one woman he's waited his whole life for. Kate has a need to swing and this revelation has Carter making some tough choices! This is an ADULT EROTIC SHORT WITH GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF SEX. THIS IS FOR ADULTS ONLY!!!!

     Investigative reporter Ainsley Dumont has landed the assignment of a lifetime: prove that Rafe Garrett, NYC’s most famous billionaire, is behind the crooked development deal that’s threatening to ruin the careers of some of the country’s top political figures—including the President himself. Rafe Garrett is a ruthless negotiator, too handsome for his own good, and a man of … particular tastes. But as Ainsley gets closer to Rafe, she learns there is more to him than what the public sees. Much more. When sparks fly between them, she has to balance her assignment—and her ethics—against the urge to forget who she is and be what Rafe wants. But what Rafe wants is so far outside her experience, she might lose herself. And when her search for the truth turns dangerously personal, she’s determined to face whatever she finds… no matter what it costs. The Billionaire's Contract was previously published in 6 segments. Except for the Author's Note, the content in this volume is the same as in those volumes.

    “Why did you stop? You didn't have to, you know?” “You were drunk, and I won't do that, not to you. You're a very good actress, but I don't believe you're the drunken, one-night-stand kind of woman. When I have you Sarah—and I will—I want every part of you. I want to know that every bit of you wants it just as much as I do. I want to look into your eyes when I'm deep inside you and know you'll never forget a single moment.”

    Sarah's birthday plan was to taste her first drink and lose her virginity on the same night. When her boyfriend lets her down, she goes ahead with the drink and is mistaken for a call girl!It is the most thrilling night of her life and leads Sarah into regular secret liaisons in top hotels with strange and exciting men, for cash. And Sarah finds she has a natural talent for satisfying her kinky clients' fetishes.All is well until a sexy, dominant client ignites her deepest desire and then shows up as a professor at her college. Life, already complicated for this student call girl, becomes a heady mix of love and lust as she learns her lessons both in the classroom and over the knee.

    Scorned by her ducal father and determined to attain everything that life has denied her due to an accident of birth, she’s not about to let this arrogant earl stop her.Adrian Sutherland, the Earl of Danvers, saw his father destroyed by a heartless, predatory courtesan. He has no time or patience for such exotic, expensive ladybirds. He’s far too busy restoring his family’s wealth and reputation whilst doing what he can to protect his friends from the clutches of all the scheming courtesans of London.Then a moment of compassion turns intense dislike to breathless passion, and these two strong-willed, fiercely proud people are compelled to indulge in a brief affair. Each is convinced that they can satisfy their craving for the other without emotional risk.But neither realizes that a little dalliance can be a dangerous thing.Reader Advisory: This is an erotic historical romance and it contains frank sexual language and period appropriate sexual slang, frequent sexual scenes and descriptions and general bedchamber naughtiness. The characters discuss abuse issues from their backstories during the course of their developing relationship. For Adults 18 & Over Only.

    I am totally the thirstiest single girl in all of Chicago for wanting to drink those dimples right off his beautiful, Euro-chiseled face the moment he walks up to my candy counter and says, “Cheers” with his posh British accent and deliciously devilish smirk. #EarlofStudlandiaHe’s offering me a one-night stand in his penthouse hotel suite and I’m the kind of habitual hot mess who’s willing to accept it, if I wasn’t already overcommitted. #MistressofMisbehavinYou see, I’ve been suckered into accepting this crazy second job. Despite the fact that I’ve never held a respectable, responsible job for more than a month in my life, I’m now the social media director of Boink, my favorite online store selling “intimate accessories” for single girls like me who not only want to have frivolous sex in the city, but who also don’t want to wait around for Prince Charming to magically swipe right, just so I can experience my nightly Mighty O’s. #MyPleasureChest #MyFemaleEmpowermentBut there’s just one problem—Boink’s old crotchety chief investor, who I’ve never met, is determined to force the business into bankruptcy, and the only way I can keep Boink afloat—and my new job as its Director of Cumbacks in play—is if I can convince my newest nemesis, Mr. Kit Crusty Balls, that I can turnaround his failing company faster than its JackRabbits can make me say, Ooh-ooh-ooh-OOH-LA-LA-LAAAAaaaaaaa.And hopefully, whenever he returns to Chicago, Earl of Studlandia and I will finally have our royally raunchy romp, despite the fact that our impromptu texting affair and unexpected emotional connection might be softening my noncommittal Snarky Brat heart into the fantasy of something more than just one night of whoreplay. After all, I’m now the respectable, responsible social media director of Boink. Maybe it’s time for a sexy international man candy of mystery to persuade me to find love within my own pleasure chest. #OnlyFoolsFallinLove #FirstTimeFanGirlofFoolishness

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    After an inspection of her computer reveals both her most intimate desires and the reckless way she has been seeking to fulfill them online, Leo decides that it is time for Mona to experience the hard, thorough bare-bottom spanking she has needed for so long.Despite her blushing cheeks and burning backside, the punishment arouses Mona deeply, and when Leo brings her to a quivering climax over his lap she cannot help longing for more. Over the coming days he sets about teaching her the pleasure of surrendering her body to his mastery, and his skillful lovemaking leaves her spent and satisfied. But with the killer continuing to elude capture and the danger to Mona's life growing by the day, will Leo be able to keep her safe?Publisher's Note: In His Custody includes spankings and sexual scenes as well as some potentially disturbing depictions of the crimes of a fictional serial killer. If such material would be likely to offend or upset you, please don't buy this book.

    It is a man. I can tell by the firmness of his body. I am pressed into him, and he is pressed into the wall, for there is no more room. We are all sardines packed tightly in a hot tin can.He speaks to a friend nearby, shouting to be heard over the noise, the chaos. I do not register what he says, only the beauty of his voice that sounds like torn satin, rough and smooth all at once. It is mesmerizing. I picture the man who would possess such a voice; dark hair, I think, and perhaps deeply brown eyes; long lashes too, and large hands. He laughs at something his friend says. It is a deep laugh, a hearty laugh…the laugh of someone who lives life fully.The sea of bodies swell and a sudden wave crushes me against him. His hands, indeed large, and strong, grab my waist to steady me.“Are you alright?” he asks into my ear.Again, that voice, this time intimate, this time soft.“Yes,” I say, not wanting to look back at him, not wanting to shatter the fantasy in my mind. His hands are still on my waist, on the exposed skin that rests between my tank top and skirt. I realize I will miss them when they are gone, but to my surprise, they remain.Now a fever takes me and my breath comes faster. It’s been too long since I let a man touch me…too long since I’ve been willing, or even able to move on to another.I can feel him now…feel his warmth behind me. So close. So very close.I think at first I’m mistaken, but then I am sure—he grows hard against me.

    The degree’s and lifestyle they had planned for her was decent, but it wasn’t what she wanted. GiGi wanted more. She was born in Maumee, Ohio on the outskirts of the Toledo, which was also known as the Mud. She was tired of the wealthy lifestyle that she was born into; she wanted excitement, drama, and action. Tecumseh gave GiGi exactly what she was craving, plus some. She began running the whole city at the age of 18, not because that’s what she wanted to do, but because she was on a mission to avenge the death of the love of her life. Flex was gone, and she was determined to keep his name alive through her. He wasn’t alive to check niggas, so she quickly filled those shoes for him. If they didn’t know about GiGi, if they haven’t heard about GiGi, they better ask somebody! She’s nothing to be played with!

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    Robert K. Jensen, international man of mystery. The letter was just as mysterious. It came with warnings and non-disclosures and descriptions of dire consequences if I didn’t follow his directions to the letter. Accompanying the letter was a large shipping crate. And inside the crate was a portal to Wonderland. I had no idea that afternoon that my life was about to change so radically. It had changed completely less than a year earlier when it seemed like everything that I had loved was taken away form me. But in this box was something that was a whole new life. Inside the box was Sarah: a non-organic artificially intelligent companion, designed and built by Robby. I didn’t know what it all meant, but Sarah knew exactly what to do. That was Wednesday afternoon. By Thursday, my whole life was different. It was as perfect as Sarah herself. And as she led me down the rabbit hole, I saw and did things that I could have never imagined. Sarah wasn’t the only surprise. No, Sarah was my adventure guide. A decidedly sexy robotic adventure guide, to be sure, and she wasn’t the only beauty on this adventure. There were days I laughed so hard that I nearly passed out; and other days that I loved so much that I actually did. Robby is a man of mystery, but he sure knows how to give a nice gift when we wants to make your life something you can’t imagine. Apparently, I’m supposed to rescue these damsels in distress from a volcano god, or something like that.