When Emily confesses her transgression to her husband Ian, he doesn't give the reaction she expects. Not only does Ian not mind, her encourages Emily to see Ray again outside of work and respond to his advances. Emily is shocked, but can't fight her excitement at the idea. The married couple goes down a dangerous road and Emily fears where it may end.

    They died when a floating cuboid interrupted the gaming night and vaporized everyone. Waking with powers reminiscent of his paladin character, William finds himself alone in a fantasy frontier of dungeoneers, desperadoes, and damsels of the monster girl varieties.Set on reuniting with his friends, William accepts the duties of a Frontier Ranger. Unfortunately, the job is a ticket to a lifetime of trouble.Local ruffians, a laser golem infested dungeon, and enemies from the deep seas force the former mall cop to stretch his magic of divine blessings to its limits. Thankfully, William has a nerdy faun archeologist and a psychic aboleth princess by his side. Together they explore the hidden mysteries of the Cursed Frontier.Ruinland Ranger contains explicit engagements between a monster girl harem and the main character.

    From the moment Colby McKay - bull rider, saddle bronc buster and calf roper - sets his lust-filled eyes on the sweet and fiery Channing, he knows she’s up to the challenge of being his personal buckle bunny. But he also demands that his rodeo travelling partners, Trevor and Edgard are allowed to join in their no-holds-barred sexcapades. Although Channing secretly longed to be the sole focus of more than one man’s passions, all is not as it seems with the sexy trio. Colby’s demand for her complete submission behind closed doors tests her wilful nature, and his sweet-talking ways burrow into her heart. Will Colby have to break out the bull-ropes and piggin’ string to convince this headstrong filly that the road to true love doesn’t have to be as elusive as that championship belt buckle? Warning: This story has tons of explicit sex, graphic language that’d make your mama blush, light bondage, ménage a trois, and - yee-haw! - hot nekkid cowboy man-love ...

    Intended for 18+ audiences.

    

    As owners of The Easton Company, they have the world at their feet, money and power at their fingertips, and a private sex club at their disposal. Mistresses have come and gone, yet when they meet Payton Calloway, they see a woman to love, one who can tame their untamable ways and heal their tortured souls. Will this virgin be theirs to share for a lifetime or will she run from their past?

    

    After his breakup with Jill, Tom and Nicole invite their best friend Chris to join them on their break. He's their best friend, their roommate, and the last thing they want is for him to be left behind while they disappear and relax.They've been together for years, never needing anything more than each other, but after Nicole confesses one of her fantasies, things become blurred. She's always wanted to see Tom with another man, to share that experience and enjoy both men at the same time....Away in their cabin, Tom is left to face urges he never knew he had. After hearing Nicole's desire, he can't help but look at his best friend in a completely different light. Now seems like the perfect time to act, to invite Chris to join them, but they both know the damage it could do to their friendship and relationship."Two Become Three" Is a hot and steamy MMF romance intended for mature audiences 18+ This story contains male on male sex and explores the evolving relationship between all three characters and their changing sexuality. Approximately 40,000 words with HEA ending.

    But little does she know, he is not actually a man... but a Werebear. Logan is one of a rare breed. A handsome bear shifter that can take on a Polar Bear appearance and the last of his kind. He is being hunted by the FBI who claim he is a danger to society. But he claims the opposite. Can Tanisha trust this musclebound, mysterious stranger? And is there more to this situation then meets the eye?Tanisha has no idea that she is about to go on a journey filled with sex, romance action and adventure with twists and turns she will never have believed.

    “I can teach you. Would you like that, Mia?” When I scored the interview at Blush magazine, I assumed I’d be interviewing with some random HR person. And then they bring me into his office. Weston Bridges, CEO. He’s twenty-eight-years old, a self-made billionaire, and a totally notorious playboy who just so happens to be super sexy. I know his reputation -- player, totally arrogant, richer than God, and completely full of himself. I bet he’s a total a-hole -- and by the way everyone is racing around the office when I show up for my interview, I’m sure I’m right. Of course, the bastard is even hotter in person than he is in his pictures. He’s like some billboard model or something, his dark hair perfectly combed with the slightest bit of curl, and his suit that just fit him flawlessly. For some reason, every move he makes grabs my attention. Just seeing him sitting there behind his desk makes me feel like I want him to take me and kiss me, which is so not like me. Then Weston drops the bombshell. The magazine I want to write for is getting makeover. A sexier makeover. No problem, I tell him confidently. I can write about sex. (Just because I’ve never had it doesn’t mean I can’t write about it, right? Of course, I keep my lack of experience a secret.) Weston offers to discuss it further. He tells me he’ll pick me up that night. He tells me to wear something sexy. What he doesn’t tell me is that he’s taking me to a sex club. The kind with whips and chains and handcuffs and punishments. I am so screwed…

    Follow Mira's story as she faces life as a single mother, wrestles with the constant call of the ocean to her mermaid nature, and joins an all-male salvage team who is less than thrilled to have her. When my mother died, I ran to the ocean like a coward. Its cradle of salt puckered my memories and withered my sorrow like a grape drying in the sun. I had cheated grief and was foolish enough to think I had gotten away with it.When Nathan died, I couldn’t run away. No matter how much I flinched, bending toward the Atlantic the way ivy strains for rays of light, I could not leave. Grief was back to take what belonged to it for the time it was allotted. I had everything I wanted a few short years ago. My mate. My daughter. A home, a family. It made my head spin to think how much could change so suddenly. I mused, wondering later if I was the only mermaid to ever walk fully through the five stages of grief. But I had my daughter.Targa had yet to turn, the color and shape of her fins were yet to be revealed, but she would. I had been so sure of it then. Siren genes are passed from mother to daughter, without fail. Young legs melded into a shimmering virgin tail in response to a salty sea. But Targa didn’t turn in response to ocean water, not the first time, not any time after that. Something was wrong. I shoved my fear down deep into some dark corner where Targa would not see it and said with a smile that we’d just have to keep trying. I had turned at the age of three, but if there could be late-bloomers in the human race, why not ours too?Her fifth birthday came and went, still she hadn’t turned. Concern sent its barbs into me like a thistle, then it rooted and grew.Targa and I had weekly late night secret swims in the Atlantic, which had once been fun but were now polluted with expectation and suspense. Coaching sessions (my idea), where I attempted human psychology exercises I’d found in outdated textbooks at the library; guided visualization, breathing techniques, and even a failed go at hypnosis. The memory of her skinny little frame sitting in a bathtub containing more salt than water (Targa’s idea) is still enough to fill my eyes with moisture.I don’t know exactly when she lost hope, but she hid it expertly, patiently participating however I asked.I ignored the creeping thoughts that whispered in my mind; she didn’t even like water, didn’t really want to go for swim, couldn’t hear the ocean calling her. I would shove the thoughts away violently, excusing them as nothing but my own anxiety. It was ridiculous. A daughter of a mermaid who disliked the ocean. Impossible. When I muzzled those fears, I became aware of others of a different kind. Not my own, but hers, for me.She could see the want in my eyes. Whatever mechanism bees and dogs used to smell fear, Targa had it for despair. She could sense it on me, reeking like cheap perfume. Her eyes dipped in desperation, her obvious desire not to disappoint me sliced through me like a white-hot blade from heart to gut. She thought she was my tormentor. The realization struck like a hammer and gave me the strength to do what was needed: Let it go.The ocean could call. I’d let the smell of it crucify me, the sound of its waves crash against me, echo through me, call me, beg me.Targa’s need and my love for her was greater. If she never turned and I was locked in a land-cycle for the rest of our lives, so be it.So be it.

    Three years ago, Merci realized she’d been a part of something much bigger than she ever could have imagined. Sure, every family has their secrets, hidden truths and ties but Merci had no idea she’d been born into the family that lies ... without caring who it hurts! Now, years later, Merci finds herself in the midst of grief, a new baby and marriage while still learning how to pick up the broken pieces of her life. All while Melvin is still raising hell! In this special edition of The Family that Lies, there will be questions answered and new drama but I have to warn you ... there will also be tragedy, hurt and of course LIES!

    Part 1 opens with Deepak discussing how language shapes material reality, influencing our beliefs and behavioral responses. He continues with a reading of sacred verses taken from The Bhagavad Gita. Each verse is introduced by Deepak, providing context and interpretation for contemporary listeners. The ancient verses provide knowledge and clarity, their power evoked through the very sounds of the words themselves. As one listens closely to the verses, their insights, knowings, intuitions, and physiological responses are revealed, bestowing peace, harmony, laughter, love, and above all, healing.

    She soon finds that her ex has managed to block her credit cards, her accounts and even her cell phones in an attempt to exert his control over her. Giving in to him is something she refuses to do. When the owners of O’Keefe’s Gas and Repair come to her rescue, they make her an offer that tantalizes the forbidden desires within her—she can find a way to pay for the car repairs or she can belong to them for two weeks and they’ll see to her repairs for free. At the sexual mercy of four gorgeous men for two weeks… Why not? She can have fun and get things straightened out, all at once. But there are two problems heading her way: an ex on a rampage and her heart that’s in for more than just fun.

    That’s why her friends introduce her to a niche matchmaking service that will make her forbidden dreams come true. She only needs to show up to a media mogul’s high-rise office for the first date of a lifetime.The body knows what it needs…Recently burned by the love of her life, entrepreneur Elena Zelenko has a heart harder than steel and colder than ice. Yet when she meets Jewel, she becomes instantly attached. Not that Elena believes anyone could replace the woman she once loved more than her career. She doesn’t believe in miracles, no matter how perfect and natural they feel in her bed.The more the dates go by, however, the more Elena realizes that Jewel may be her last chance at lasting happiness. Their instantaneous chemistry and ravenous hunger for one another can’t be a fluke.The soul knows what it yearns to have…A romantic weekend in New York seals their fate. Elena and Jewel enter the most legally binding contract that two women can sign. What ensues is the epic fallout of their whirlwind affair.While optimistic Jewel embraces her new life as the partner of the city’s toughest Domme, Elena spirals into self-doubt and regrets about her life before Jewel. If they are to remember why it feels so right, they’ll have to prove that their love is more than pageantry and passion.It’s destiny.VOWS THAT BIND is an insta-love tale with a happy ending. It features a couple who embrace an alternative full-time lifestyle.