LOGINChapter 1Bella’s POV“Open up and spread it wider.”The words slid over my skin like warm oil. I was already bare from the waist down, the thin paper gown crumpled uselessly around my hips, my bare feet resting in the cold metal stirrups. The bright overhead light left me feeling unveiled, and the sight of the man standing between my thighs made my heart hammer so hard that I could feel the frantic rhythm deep in my body.He was tall and composed in his white coat, his impossibly green eyes fixed on the most private part of me. I had never even kissed anyone, and here I was, legs spread for a stranger whose face belonged on the cover of a magazine rather than above a medical chart. My cheeks grew hot, and I tried to focus on anything else, but my attention kept drifting back to those eyes.He pulled on a fresh pair of gloves with a soft snap before pressing one finger gently against my entrance to test my reaction. The tip moved forward slowly, then stopped.“You’re still intact,” he
Calanthe>The Last Cunt StandingLord Lars walked out from the same entrance the council had used.He was completely naked.All I could do was stare at him, my brain fighting hard to connect what my eyes were seeing.No cloak covered him, no strip of fabric hid any part of his body, and he walked between two guards so relaxed, wearing an arrogance that showed he had never once considered if anyone wanted to see him naked.My eyes dropped instinctively between his thighs.His cock was fully erect.The sight of it made me blink, then look again despite myself. He was long, broad, and heavy, completely exposed to an arena packed with people.Did this man have any shame?“This is indeed madness,” I muttered.Even if I had agreed to marry him, which I had not and never would, what sort of wedding started with the groom displaying his dick to everyone in his kingdom?And why did it have to be that size?I should have turned my attention anywhere else, but his eyes had found mine from the mo
Calanthe>The Last Cunt StandingI needed a lie that could get me through the door in five minutes.The three women stood in front of me in their white Egyptian-style dresses, ready to start preparing me for the so-called wedding I had not even agreed to. Sickness crossed my mind, then pain, then pretending I needed to speak to someone important, but none of those would get all three of them out of this room.I held my lower stomach, twisting my face as if I was about to collapse. “I need to use the toilet.”Three blank faces stared back at me.Did they not understand the word? How detached were these people from the human world if ‘toilet’ sounded strange to me?I repeated myself more slowly, then swallowed the last piece of dignity I had and used my hands to demonstrate needing to poo.The woman in front finally caught on. She responded with an unfamiliar word that sounded ancient and unnecessarily grand for taking a shit.“You’re confusing me.” I twisted my face even more.She copi
The Last Cunt StandingCalanthe>I had gone from Rafe beating me while I was pregnant to a city full of dead women, then to a werewolf who called me his mate, and now a dragon lord wanted me in his bed. I had never done anything to these creatures. Until a few days ago, I had not even known they existed.The children were still closer to the bed, staring at me with open curiosity. “Hey,” I smiled at them.The little commander straightened his shoulders. “I’m not hey. I’m Young Lord Loki.”His confidence caught me off guard. He could not have been more than five, but he spoke like no one had ever treated him as too young to matter.A bigger smile pulled at my mouth, and I placed my palm against my chest. “Forgive my manners.”Loki lifted his chin. “Young Lord Loki forgives no one. But since you’re father’s 150th bride, I forgive you.”I was still smiling when the meaning of his words sank in.One hundred and fifty what?I stared at him, trying to make sense of it. What sort of man had
The Last Cunt StandingCalanthe>Lars stormed out with an audacity that should have been illegal, and the door slammed behind him so hard it almost rattled the room. His footsteps faded along the corridor while I stared after him, still trying to understand how a man could chain me naked to a wall, put his mouth on me, tell another woman to prepare me for his bed, then walk away like my opinion had never mattered.I scoffed, and somehow I started laughing.The sound bounced off the stone walls, echoed and much too loud. The more I heard it, the less it sounded like me, but I could not stop. Maybe this was what happened when the world pushed a person too far and still expected her to act sane.More than anything, I needed to wake up, because there was no universe where I was going to have sex with a stranger who treated my body like property. I had refused boys at eighteen when they begged. I was twenty-eight now, and some entitled bastard was not going to tell me when I would sleep wi
The Last Cunt StandingCalanthe>Everything around me had to be a dream, because accepting anything else meant accepting that the wolf on the mountain had changed into a man and that a living dragon now stood in front of me.Its scales caught the light while its massive head dipped toward me, eyes fixed on my face. Heat wafted from its body in waves and heated the stone under my bare feet. My mouth parted, and against all reason, I almost smiled.So this was what the Mother of Dragons got to experience.Daenerys Targaryen had nothing on this moment. I was standing in front of a living dragon, and after everything reality had thrown at me since the sky turned red, I might as well enjoy this part of the dream until I woke up.A stone castle towered behind the creature, with high walls, narrow windows, and rising towers straight from the fantasy books I used to read. I lifted one hand toward its scales, curious whether they would be smooth, rough, warm, or chill beneath my palm.The drag
Seducing the AlphaAzalea~The Velvet Eclipse Club was buried deep in the mountain side, a den of red lights, heavy bass, and crazy wolves who came here to hunt or be hunted. I stepped inside feeling like both prey and predator, my heart racing faster, but I held still.The short black dress I wor
Seducing the AlphaRoman~The moment Azalea pushed that door open, I should have stopped.But I didn’t.I kept fucking the woman bent over my desk harder, eyes locked on the only woman who had ever managed to crawl under my skin. Azalea stood frozen in the doorway in her new tight clothes, looking
Seducing the AlphaAzalea~I woke up with my cheek stuck to the cold leather of the small couch in the secretary’s antechamber, the torn dress from last night still damp and clinging to my skin like a punishment I couldn’t escape.My body hurt in ways I didn’t want to name. A deep, throbbing ache
House of Lust & Moonlight: (Story 1)Seducing the AlphaAzalea~His cock drove into me so deep I forgot my own name.The hotel room was dark, spinning, my head heavy like it was filled with thick fog. But his body felt familiar. Heavy. Demanding. It had to be Timothy, my mate. My husband of four mi







