He was supposed to be her enemy—but fate bound her to the beast she vowed to hate. Zaravia I thought I was prepared for anything when they chained me inside the labyrinth as tribute. Then I saw Kryon, massive and terrifying, his eyes burning with primal hunger. Every instinct screams for me to run, to escape his monstrous strength, yet I'm drawn to him, helpless against the brutal dominance in his gaze. He claims I'm his mate, but I'll never surrender—even if my traitorous body begs otherwise. Kryon She’s fierce, defiant, and utterly mine from the first moment I scent her. Zaravia ...

He is not a man. She is not prepared. And what begins as survival becomes something much darker. In the forgotten places of the world—deep within cursed labyrinths, ancient ruins, or alien prisons—monsters wait. They are not myths. Not legends. They are real, powerful, and bound by instincts older than time. When women fall into their domains, it is not rescue they find. It is possession. Control. Obsession. Each story follows a captive heroine and the beast who claims her—violent, primal creatures who protect what is theirs and destroy anything that threatens it. Survival is not ...

He came to conquer. She swore to resist. But in the war of dominance and desire, only one will kneel. Elara I will never bow. Not to the monsters who burned my village. Not to the warlord who ripped me from my home. I am not his to command, to use, to break. No matter how my body betrays me. No matter how his golden eyes watch me like a beast ready to devour. He can drag me to his camp. He can chain me. But he will never own me. Varkash She fights me. Claws at me. Spits in my face. But I see it—the way her breath hitches when I get too close, the shudder she tries to hide when I touch her...

Two dominant minotaur rodeo stars. One lucky little human. And zero rules in the bedroom—or the arena. Tamsin I was broke, juggling vet tech school and surviving on ramen, when I landed a temp gig at the Silverhorn Rodeo Circuit. It was supposed to be easy money, nothing more—until Boone and Trace walked into my life. These minotaur rodeo legends, dominant and devastatingly attractive, offered me luxury, protection, and pleasure I couldn't resist. I promised myself I'd never become a sugarbaby, but now I'm craving the possessive way they cherish and ruin me. Boone The moment we saw ...

She danced to survive—but now she’s caught between two beasts who demand everything. Ember Every night at the club, I controlled the stage, untouched and unattainable—until they showed up. Vex and Lucien, powerful minotaur alphas, saw right through my act, peeling away every defense. Their offer was too tempting: wealth, safety, and pleasure beyond imagination. But surrendering to their dark desires is dangerous, addictive, and might cost me more than I'm ready to give. Vex Ember’s fire drew me instantly, her defiance begging to be conquered. She's ours now, and I'll destroy ...

They marked her as theirs—but she’ll make them earn every inch of her surrender. Zara I’m just a tattoo artist, scraping by, until two monstrous minotaurs, Zarruk and Veylax, barge into my life, claiming I'm their fated sugarbaby. Their offer—wealth, protection, pleasure—is irresistible. Yet their mark brands me, body and soul, igniting desires darker than I've ever known. I fight their dominance, but each fierce touch and possessive claim makes my resistance weaker. Now danger shadows us, threatening to destroy what we've built—and I'm not sure if I’m strong enough to resist ...

She stepped into their world as a choice, but now she belongs to the darkness they awaken. Nova Entering Velvet Horns as their sugarbaby was thrilling, seductive, and reckless. Now, I’m caught between two powerful minotaurs—Kieron, dominating and intense, and Thorne, dangerously playful. They control my pleasure, ignite forbidden desires, and push my boundaries to breaking. Yet beneath the decadence lies danger, secrets, and a growing darkness that threatens to claim us all. I'm theirs, bound by lust and power, but can I trust them with my heart—or my life? Kieron Nova Quinn is ...

They threw me to the alphas, expecting submission—but I'll burn their world down first... Tessa They dragged me from the rebellion, stripped away my freedom, and tossed me into Omega Academy, a twisted place built to break omegas. But they’ve underestimated me. Cade, Liam, Dante—they think they can force my surrender, control me, dominate me. They crave submission, obedience, and something darker I refuse to give. I'm fire and fury, defiance in flesh, and I'll tear this cage apart from the inside—even if it means playing a dangerous game where my body betrays me at every turn. Cade ...

She survived shipwreck and pirates, but can she survive the monster who claims her? Selena I wake up drowning, saltwater choking me, my world crashing down in flames and waves. This wasn’t how it was supposed to end—captured by a savage orc pirate, Gothrak, whose tusks promise pain and dark pleasure. Every defiance I throw at him ignites his hunger. I despise him, yet my traitorous body aches for the brutal way he claims me. I must escape, but something deep and twisted inside me doesn’t want to leave him. Gothrak She fights like a beast, curses like a sailor, and fucks like a dream. ...

Pawning my grandma's bracelet was supposed to be temporary—not contractually bind me to a breathtaking naga. Now I'm working off my debt at Sundar’s pawn shop, trying not to stare at his powerful tail, or imagine all the wicked ways he could pin me down with it... But Sundar isn’t just hard to resist—he’s impossible to read. One moment he’s cold-blooded and controlled. The next, his possessive instincts are wrapping tighter than his coiled tail. I know better than to fall for my boss. But the more time I spend under his golden gaze, the more I wonder...