Five Stories of Erotic Romance and Naughty Sex! Stories about biker daddy, man of the house, frenemy's brother, best friend's dad & more! Includes two bonus stories. View the sample for stories included.

Gwen I ran to escape him, to disappear in the wilderness where he couldn’t find me. But fate had other plans. Three rugged mountain men—Nash, Brett, and Kyle—rescued me from the cold, from the fear that had haunted me. Now, they say I belong to them. They vow to protect me, cherish me, and claim me in ways I never imagined. My body burns for them, my omega instincts screaming for their touch. But can I truly trust them? Or will the past I ran from come crashing down, shattering the sanctuary I’ve found in their arms? Nash The moment we found Gwen, we knew. She was ours. Fragile yet ...

Captured by the merciless Orc Warlord Grothar, Lyra, a proud human warrior, vowed never to submit to being a prize of war. She was meant to be a trophy, a body to use for his foul pleasure, a spirit to break. She would never yield to his dominance, never surrender to the heat in his gaze or the hunger in his touch. And yet, with each passing night, as whispered threats melt into unwanted caresses, as pleasure is wrung from her trembling body, she finds herself trapped in a cruel contradiction: a sweet violation that sets her nerves aflame and her will crumbling. Grothar is no mindless brute...

During Mardi Gras, anything can happen—even being auctioned to a monstrous alpha who refuses to let you go. Selene Mardi Gras was supposed to be my last wild night of freedom—one final reckless adventure before I disappeared for good. But instead of waking up with a hangover, I wake up in chains. Auctioned. Sold. Claimed. By him. Darius Tauron isn’t human. He’s a minotaur, a towering beast with molten gold eyes and curved black horns, draped in wealth and danger. He owns this city’s underworld, and now? He owns me. He says I belong to him. That he’s waited for me. That I was ...

One night, one sizzling encounter. She's ready to sin. When my husband suggests we act on his desire to share me, I'm nervous but excited. The thought of being taken by another man while he watches thrills me. Our upcoming trip to Vegas is the perfect place to start. If he wants to watch, I'm willing to give him a show. When I meet Nick, a dominant older man, I know he's the one. With with husband's eyes on me, I'm ready to become a hotwife. This is going to be a night to remember.

Greyson Stone is the president of the Stone Kings MC, and he's seriously bad news. He's big and bad, dripping with menace, and covered in tattoos. He has the kind of dominant swagger that should make me want to run away.... Instead, it makes me fantasize about him. Even though I know he's a thug. Even though men like him caused the violence that ended my father's life.... One rough, demanding night with Greyson, and I don't know how to walk away. Even when life depends on it....

INSTA-LOVE, FATED MATES, DRAGON SHIFTERS . . . OMG ARE YOU GUYS READY FOR BROGAN AND BONNIE'S STORY?! When Brogan sees his mate Bonnie, he forgets all the warnings from his older brother. He wants his forever now, to hell with everything else. Unfortunately fate doesn't work that way. Fate throws obstacles in your path, takes you to the brink of losing it all, makes you prove you're worthy of your forever. So does Brogan get to Bonnie in the end? Does he lock down his forever in his fiery talons? Or does he let it slip through those dragon's claws? Drama and madness. Twists and turns. Up ...

As the VP of Kings of Retribution MC, I live and breathe club life. After suffering the loss of two women in my life, I grew cold and indifferent to the idea of love. I don't need to let anyone in. I've seen the aftermath it can leave in its quake. The last thing I'm looking for is someone to fill the void, until Bella Jameson.

It was an innocent mistake; she knocked on the wrong door. It was mine. If I were a better man, I would've just let her go. But I'm not. I'm a cruel bastard. I ruthlessly claimed her virtue for my own. It should've been enough but it wasn't. I needed more...I craved it. She became my obsession. Her sweetness and purity taunted my dark soul. The need to possess her nearly drove me mad. A Russian arms dealer had no business pursuing a naive librarian student. She didn't belong in my world. I would bring her only pain. But it was too late...she was mine and I was keeping her.

Maddox - The reason I rarely go home is three simple words: I'm a liar. When the pressure to marry my childhood sweetheart became too much, I told her I was gay and then fled to New York like my ass was on fire. Now, five years later and after a drunken encounter, I find myself invited to her wedding. And I have to bring my boyfriend-the boyfriend who doesn't exist because I'm straight. At least, I think I am. Meeting the guy I'm bribing to be my boyfriend for the weekend makes me question everything about myself.