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"Crawl to Daddy on your hands and knees, little whore. I want to see you beg for this d*ck before I split you open and breed that dripping c*nt." * Daddy's Naughty Pet is a collection for readers who are tired of vanilla bullshit and want stories about people who fuck like their lives depend on it. Five chapters each of the raunchiest, most depraved scenarios that'll make you wet, hard, and wondering what's wrong with you for loving it. The stepmom who "accidentally" walks in on her stepson jerking off and decides to help. The personal assistant who schedules "meetings" that are really just fuck sessions on the conference table. The priest who breaks his vows with a parishioner in the confessional. The doctor who gives very hands-on examinations. The landlord who demands payment in pussy. The mechanic who test-drives more than cars. The massage therapist with wandering hands. The yoga instructor who teaches flexible positions for other reasons. The lifeguard who performs mouth-to-mouth that turns into face-fucking. The uber driver who takes a detour. Every character is controlled by their cravings. The married woman sneaking out to get railed by her ex because her husband's dick doesn't satisfy. The college girl who fucks her entire fraternity in one night. The businessman who keeps a submissive locked in his penthouse. These stories don't have plot—they have positions. No character development—just hole development. No emotional connection—just physical fucking that leaves them sore, sticky, and immediately ready for round two. Expect: Every depraved kink you can imagine and some you didn't know existed. This collection is shameless, filthy, degenerate smut with zero redeeming qualities. And that's exactly why you'll devour every word. Ready! Now flip that page like the good little girl you are.

Veterinarian Kalyssa Carran always got along better with animals than with people, and she never knew why. And the boyfriends she had in the past bored her to tears. But everything changes when she accidently hits a wolf with her car, bringing her into a world she never knew existed.Alphas Xander Reed and Elias Samuelson share their power in The Diamond Pack. They always knew they wanted to share the same Mate, something common among wolf-shifters. But they had never found the right woman until they saw her the night of the Blood Moon Choosing Ceremony. Then everything changed.Now, with Nightshade, a band of supernatural hunters, after the new Luna, can the Alphas sworn to protect her keep her safe? Or will her past be their undoing?Magic and power wrestles with love and loyalty in Night Wolves, a world where supernatural creatures are real, just as real as the hunters hellbent on destroying them.Night Wolves is created by Sophie Slade, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

I always thought my husband, Ryder, was forced to marry me. For six months, he wouldn't touch me. I tried everything. I wore my sexiest lingerie. I guided his hands over my burning skin. I could feel how hard he was, completely out of control. But at the last second, he'd always push me away, gasping. He'd finish me with his fingers instead. My hope died. I decided to leave him. I was ready to accept a top dog trainer position in Europe. The night before I planned to hand him the divorce papers, I heard voices from his study. Ryder, talking to his best friends. "Ryder, you're dying for her, man. So why won't you touch her? Another man's going to snatch her up!" "But she's so fragile..." Ryder's deep voice was filled with pain. "You know... I'm a monster. If she sees what I really am... it will terrify her." His voice dropped to a raw whisper. "If she really needs... comfort... from another man... I can take it. As long as she comes home to me in the end." His friend growled. "Stop! Then maybe stop posting on that encrypted dark web forum, asking for help!" Monster? What did that mean? Late that night, I used his computer. I found a hidden forum called "The Den." A pinned post at the top. Thousands of replies. User ID: Midnight_Howler. One sentence. Dripping with desperation and frantic obsession: "I finally married the girl I've loved for years, but I'm terrified to touch her. How can I survive my rut without hurting her, without her discovering my secret?"

Natalie used to hate stuffed animals. Now she's head-over-heels for a cotton doll. She called it "honey" and told our daughter, Yara, it was her real dad. Cool. Guess that made me the family ghost. At Yara's parent-teacher conference, I finally snapped and handed Natalie the divorce papers. Cue the gasps. Suddenly, I'm the villain. She slapped me—full drama mode. "It's just a doll! Why are you being so extra?" Yara hugged it like it was about to save the world, giving me the death stare. I shrugged, smirking. "You're the one who said it's your dream husband and Yara's one and only dad. So, like... why am I still here?"

Georgina Hidalgo had it rough when only she survived the tragic car accident leading both of her parents dead. Leaving her without anything, an old lady came claiming she is her grandma. She is forced to leave the metro as her grandma's order. They are set to live for good at Grimson town, a place she would never know that exist in the 21st century. Bound to find a fresh start in the new town and seek friends at Howling University, Gina wished nothing but good fortune, but something else came in. Upon learning that the school she's attending is controlled by an unjust ranking system, she is tortured by bullies that almost killed her. When she exceed her limits in enduring the pain, she decided to rebel against the University. And the only salvation she found is Casper Cross Roswell, the University's gorgeous SSG President. But the refuge she expected vanished when she learned that the University she is attending is a den for... werewolves. Captivated and nowhere to go in the monstrous Grimson town, can she still resolve the fate given to her?

My show-quality service beastkin doesn't like me. He only wags his tail for my sister. I then bring home a low-grade venting beastkin. But he's now so upset that he's nearly in tears. "Layla Manfred, there can only be one hound, and that's me!"