Taken to a horrifying processing facility, they are assessed, microchipped, and subjected to unspeakable brutality—all in preparation for sale to the highest bidder.In a world where every person has a price, the beautiful and subduable PhD student Dougie is highly prized. His brother, a rough-edged MMA fighter, is less desirable—and potentially too dangerous—but he still has his own appeal.Abused and locked up under round the clock surveillance, with no idea where they are or even why they’ve been taken, escape seems impossible, which leaves staying together their only hope. And after being separated once by the foster system, they'll do anything to keep it from happening again. Anything at all.(Publisher's note: This title contains material some may find objectionable or trigger-inducing, including explicit violence, non-consent, and forced incest.)

    Inside, I’m screaming.I suffer from severe and profound OCD, triggered by a trauma I survived when I was a young girl. My husband saved me. I crave order, because chaos stirs the messy parts of my mind I’d rather keep tied down. But when my husband’s ex-lover shows up unannounced–a man I had no idea existed from a secret part of my husband’s past he kept hidden from me–tension unfolds and our perfect life starts to unravel. My compulsions come out to play. Only, our house guest isn’t like my tolerant husband. He doesn’t ask for control. He takes it. And I surrender to this stranger’s will, because the twisted parts of me have become so rigid I sense my perfect life is about to break, and choosing to break seems the only choice left within my control. Poly-amorous | D/s | Spanking | BDSM | Menage | MMF | Explicit Content | Erotic Romance

    How could a loving God allow her to be widowed at such a young age? And how can true love ever cross her tragic path again? Resigned to remain a widow for the rest of her life, she has no idea what blessings the Lord is about to bring her way. The question is will she recognize them through her grief? Pastor Luke Albright is no stranger to pain. Typhoid stole his loving wife, but he knows that God has a plan to bring him through to brighter days. When he meets Molly White-Marsden of the Cozy Bridal Agency, a glimmer of hope begins to shine in Luke’s darkness, but he has no idea the lengths he is about to ride, and the challenges he’ll face to find honest love once again. A Love Stronger Than Death is the first book in the Widows of Wellness Creek series by bestselling historical romance author, Terri Grace. If you love faith-filled tales of the West, overcoming stories of resilient love, and characters that embody the pioneering spirit that celebrates the best of our humanity, you will be swept away with A Love Stronger Than Death. READ IT TODAY!

    He vows to do everything he can to escape and keep from forming a psychic bond with his captors that would render him absolutely and totally in love. This proves difficult to do when the female Breaker assigned to turn him into a Concubine, Melania, is the epitome of his perfect woman. Melania has been raised and trained to help reluctant and abused Novices to break through their personal blocks and attain the ultimate prize of becoming a Concubine. When she is given Devnar to train, she finds herself in danger of doing the forbidden and falling in love with her Novice. This angry, scarred, and utterly seductive male tests her self-control like no other. Devnar and Melania find themselves at the heart of a galaxy wide political battle that will test a love that they must not acknowledge, and cannot live without, to its very limits.

    Because of him, I was captured by my loathed enemy: The vampires. Right now, the sun is still high in the sky, but I know when it sets, I’m as good as dead. They can’t wait to get their fangs into me. I guess some would say I have it coming. I did raise a lot of hell with my Resistance crew, and I was planning on raising a hell of a lot more at dawn before I was sold out by Jonah. The vampires, werewolves and dragons, have been trying to track me down for months and I’d always been two steps ahead of them. *Laughs* I guess my number is up. I just hope they make it quick. You see, the vampires in my reality aren’t the romantic lot you read about in books. They don’t sparkle or hang out at high schools with their teenage girlfriends. Hell no, vampires are brutal, calculating, sadistic and bloodthirsty. As a matter of fact, all of the monsters are! That’s how they were able to take over the world so easily and change an entire civilization to suit their needs. Whatever happens, I know it’s not going to be pretty, so I’m preparing myself for the worst. May God help me. Warning: This novelette series contains hardcore sexual situations between men, not meant for sensitive eyes. I’m talking crude, lewd and full of attitude. This series will most likely either offend you or get ya revved up. This series isn’t going to be pulling any punches whatsoever, so you’ve been warned. Mature Adult Content meant for readers looking for something dark, taboo, sexy, and unapologetic in their paranormal erotica. This is NOT a romance. This novelette is approximately 13300 words.

    Captured. Sold as a pleasure slave. After being taken as a prisoner of war, Wulf fights his captors and is sold as a One-Night Thrall to be used and abused, then put to death. He is purchased by a high ranking master of the famous Slave Palace. Why Locke buys him, Wulf has no clue, but something about this master is intriguing. Instead of abuse, Wulf is plied with luxuries he has never known by a man who actually seems to respect him. Jaded. Looking for a challenge. Eminent Master Locke takes on a bet with his best friend that he can’t train and tame a dangerous One-Night Thrall in ten days. But something about this slave stirs him like no other before. All bets aside, Locke has the urge to keep Wulf, as well as save his life. But Wulf is fierce, unwilling, and his consent papers have been forged. If Wulf doesn’t soon submit to his role as a slave, he will be sent to death as a prisoner of war. A sweet, slow-burn love story taking place on an alternate contemporary Earth where owning pleasure slaves is legal.

    As Maddy learns to save herself… She becomes the one thing that could set the son free. Madeleine Clark was raised to become a concert cellist. Sheltered and naïve, she remains hidden behind her music, a protection from the world around her. On the night of her first solo performance, Maddy accepts the admiration of a stranger and finds herself captive in a cruel and twisted power struggle between a sadistic father and his son, Aaron. Seemingly dangerous and uncaring, Aaron manages the business operations of his father’s estate. Wanting nothing to do with the slaves kept at the Estate, Aaron refuses to take part in the deeper depravities of his father. Despite his resistance, Aaron’s father ‘gifts’ him with a petite, brunette woman he can’t refuse. A bond forged in conspiracy and deceit, Aaron struggles to save Maddy by teaching her to survive in the world in which he’d been raised. An unlikely union, Aaron soon learns that great strengths can exist within small packages, while Madeleine learns that love and light can exist in the darkest of places.

    They decided I needed three.I thought I knew what was best for me, but that was before I met the three Marines that changed my life. They told me I deserved better and when I fought them, they didn’t just scold me. They put me over their knees and made me call them daddy. All three of them.They aren’t gentle daddies though and it isn’t long before I find out that naughty little girls are thoroughly punished in ways that leave them shamefully sore, well-used and soaking wet. It doesn’t matter if I blush or beg for more. They know what I need.That’s what it means to belong to three Daddies.

    He turned and smiled at me and I was surprised enough to smile back. This was not a children's candy store, mind you this was the kind of place you went to buy expensive imported chocolate truffles for your boss's wife because you felt guilty for having sex with him when you were both at a conference in Milwaukee. Hypothetically speaking, of course. I've been hit on plenty of times, mostly by men with little finesse who thought what was between their legs made up for what they lacked between their ears. Sometimes I went home with them anyway, just because it felt good to want and be wanted, even if it was mostly fake. The problem with wanting is that it's like pouring water into a vase full of stones. It fills you up before you know it, leaving no room for anything else. I don't apologize for who I am or what I've done in or out of bed. I have my job, my house and my life, and for a long time I haven't wanted anything else. Until Dan. Until now.