One day, she finds a service man making a woman cry; she attacks him with her wooden sword, but gets beaten like nothing. Her parents bring up a potential marriage proposal, and the potential husband happens to be the naval officer that beat her, Yoshimi. On top of that, the two proceed with a loveless marriage, and get married. On their first night, Chiyoka is told that “This is what married couples do” and gets pinned down on the bed. “Your skin… it’s so white” he tells her, as if he’s used to handling women. His caresses continue… Chiyoka’s eyes and heavy breathing makes Yoshimi even more aroused, but this man is actually…!! Vol.1, 62 pages.

    Finding out that someone is indeed expecting is a hard pill for Ronny to swallow and it causes conflict between him and Shaniqua. Ray’Shun is ready to make a change in his life, but with Trinity’s insecurities, she only pushes him away and to another state. She’d cried her last tear and is ready to move on, but will Ray’Shun return to claim what’s his? Or will he really mean it when he says, it’s over? All Shaniyah wants is for her parents to see the good in Kush. Destiny might be quiet about her relationship, but Shaniyah isn’t and she tries everything in her power to get them to see that Kush isn’t as bad as her brother made him seem. Even without him around, she still puts him on a pedestal and Ronny doesn’t like it one bit.

    This is the situation Hana finds herself in whens he wakes up after an accident surrounded by her parents and a handsome man she doesn't know. Her parents seem at an utter loss as they tell her it is her fiance Souma. He seems sweet a first, but behind his mask lies a sadist who tells Hana that he is pissed off to have been forgotten.

    Scott Logan spends his days pretending to be a joyful person to mask his soul-crushing loneliness. Intimate human relations seem an impossibility to him, until one day the inexplicable happens. The entire world fell asleep at the same time. The Earth was set to be upgraded by those who supposedly ruled over it, and from that moment on The Dream was born. Join Scott Logan on his journey into another world linked with his own, one where onions walk on two feet and force people to cry for them... and into a reality where the truth of his very soul is revealed. This story is one of the more important tales in the Project Scott multi-verse. It is here that people eventually come to understand just why 'Scott' in any iteration seems to constantly be involved in weird shenanigans and draws in the attention of lonely people in need of cuddles and the occasional baked goods.

    Until now.The kingdom Urgan is on the brink of chaos. Goblins are being attacked, dark entities abound, and the king can’t be trusted.Beautiful women are coming to Wyatt for help. And Wyatt has never been one to turn down a gorgeous woman in need.Brink Mage is a sword-swinging high fantasy adventure across a world in chaos. This is the first book of a harem series that has magic, violence, and sex with elves, dwarves, goblins, and princesses.

    At least, I think it is. That’s what the note in my pocket said when I woke up in this jungle, but it said a bit more than that. It gave me two assignments: Survive the monsters and breed with as many women as possible. The future of the human race depends on you.So… There's a lot I’m pretty confused about.The beautiful women I’ve found in this jungle are just as lost, and they had their own note that told them to breed with the strongest man they could find. They seem to trust me enough to team up in figuring out what the hell is going on, but we’re finding more alarming mysteries everywhere we explore in this jungle.Why are we so strong? Why are we trapped here with these crazy monsters?And why are these gorgeous women as compelled to breed with me as I am with them?

    I could hear it. There, beyond the beach, behind the tree-line. Off to my left, out of sight. I was still on the beach, just beyond the waterline. I crawled here a few minutes ago. I heard the rustling almost immediately; as soon as I had become conscious again. I didn’t know how long I had been there, apparently washed up by a higher tide sometime earlier. My clothes were still wet, so I must not have been here more than a few hours. I didn’t wake up coughing, so it didn’t seem that I had drowned. The life-jacket seemed to have kept me above water. I was on my knees, scanning the tree-line for movement, and listening…and trying to get my bearings. I had been awake for just a few minutes. The sun was up, but barely. Of course, we almost never saw the sun because of the ash clouds, but they were getting better every year. It had been 18 years since the cataclysm. If the cataclysm had taught us anything, it was to be careful and think things through. I wasn’t in immediate danger as far as I could tell. My only injury seemed to be a really painful, but minor head-wound from where I had been hit. We had left the compound on Tahiti early yesterday. Or was it the day before? I guess it didn’t matter. I guess I didn’t know for sure what day it was. I didn’t have a watch; we didn’t have much use for them. When you don’t have appointments, and no train to catch, precise times aren’t that important. I had intended to travel with just the cargo, but Aunt Irene hated the islands and wanted to go back to what she thought of as her home. For some reason, she expected to find the resort and the town just like she had left it. She was delusional. I might not have said that last week, but after what happened, I would have a lot more to say if there had been anyone to listen to me. What I couldn’t figure out was how she and Clark thought that they could survive a two year journey at sea in relative isolation, eating mostly fish. Irene was used to demanding that others do her work for her. How did she imagine that she would handle a trip like this with just me, Clark, and the four sisters? She didn’t even like any of us. My plan was to stay on a different end of the boat as much as possible. But that was all pretty much ancient history now. Last night, I was standing at the bow of the boat, watching the last of the sunlight disappear. It was going to be dark. The moon didn’t show much these days. Irene came up and stood beside me and said, “So, out there is Rangiroa?” I said yeah, but there was something strange about the question. She knew as well as I exactly where we should be and where our course was taking us. Yeah, the island Rangiroa and it’s neighbors was just in front of us. We’d be passing them overnight. There was something weird in her voice. She sighed and said, “Yeah,” and then I felt something hit me in the back of the head and I passed out. I woke up on the beach here, listening for something out there, beyond the tree-line.

    Genetically engineered and designed for combat by the military, and then later discharged when they grew tired of her and her kind, the Amazonians, she ended up forming her own mercenary team and drifting across a galaxy where over half a dozen different species live in relative harmony. Although she's fairly successful when it comes to making money, she finds herself in a frustrating situation: it's hard to get laid when you're a seven foot killing machine. The other mercenaries she shares her ship with, all of them aliens, all of them women, have their own similar situations. In a fit of frustration, she decides to deal with this problem by hiring on a cute young human who she figures won't mind being passed around like a sex toy by the crew... Ryan is twenty years old and afraid that he's settled into the rest of his life already. He's prudent, responsible, has a good job and no debts. Although he isn't adventurous by nature, in a fit of spontaneity he decides to sign on with a crew of mercenaries, as he figures his skills as a technician would be useful to those who live on a space ship, and it's a way to see the galaxy. And apparently luck was on his side in a way it never has been before: he signed on with Emily and the Hellcats, a group of attractive, tough, mostly alien mercenaries who, he quickly learns, are interested in more than just his technical skill, and plan on having him perform maintenance on them rather than the ship... HELLCATS is a novel of casual sex between a human and a host of alien or otherwise inhuman ladies, and definitely features a lot of passionate sex scenes. You have been warned.

    

    If that isn’t your cup of tea please give this book a pass!Otherwise please enjoy!

    She begins to wonder if her day to blossom will ever come. Then the day comes when Hayato, a young man who can speak 5 languages fluently and attends one of the country's most prestigious universities, enters her company as a new part-timer. Hayato ends up helping Sumire out numerous times and all is going well until he finds out… she's a virgin. What's she to do when he leans over her and tells her, "You wanna try it? I'm really good." And to make matters worse, he comes out and tells her that he is going to start living with her. Sumire's life was like a dried up desert but now things are about to get a lot more interesting! Vol.2, 74 pages.

    I live alone for a reason.I've been biding my time.Waiting for a shot at revenge.It just arrived in the shape of a woman.A sexy as hell woman who's just moved in with my worst enemy.Living in the home he stole from me.He's taken everything of mine.So I'm going to take her from him.Snatch her away.Tear her clothes off.Spank the sass right out of her.Make her beg for mercy.But when I get her to my hideaway I find out the truth.I'm not the only one with secrets.Hers are in the shape of a small wooden box.So now I have to make a decision.Let her go or open the box.

    He and his handsome buddies are more than happy to entertain ladies with their heroic tales. Ryo wants to set up Souma with a girl in her office, but he's too much of a playboy to settle down...or so she thinks. It turns out that he has the hots for her, and when he rescues her from a fire in her building, a different kind of spark begins to fly! In this sexy romance for Mature Readers, one fiery couple really turns up the heat.

    But as the stern, sexy men set about taming and training Sophie, a burning backside soon proves to be the least of her worries.Though she is determined to resist both their skilled dominance and her own helpless arousal, Sophie's new daddies have plenty of experience breaking naughty girls, and the harder she fights the more her need for them increases. But when she finally surrenders to her body's demands, will Sophie be ready for an even more shameful role as a plaything for a platoon of soldiers?Publisher's Note: What Bad Girls Get is the third entry in the series The Institute: Bad Girls. The books of this series are stand-alone novels which share the same near-future setting as The Institute Series. What Bad Girls Get includes spankings, sexual scenes, intense and humiliating punishments, and strong D/s themes. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.

    Marie has a "cute face," but comes from a family of wanted criminals, and isn't afraid to shoot to kill. But when a good-natured wolf with unusual powers shows up...