Boboiboy Blizzard

'If kisses were snowflakes, I'd send you a blizzard' ~ Madame Chatterz Benley Macallister is on a downward spiral. Luck has never been on his side. Things go from bad to worse when the nineteen-year-old loses his job, his best friend, and the love of his life all in the same year. Feeling unfilled, Macallister turns to drink as a way to cope. Nonetheless, as luck would have it, another curveball is thrown his way, three years later, when a raven-haired girl accidentally enters his life, purposely refusing to leave it. MacAllister quickly finds his hands tied with the new addition. He's left with two options -- to either fight the oncoming blizzard of change or to embrace it fully.

A doomsday blizzard hit just before Christmas. The zombie virus exploded. Our fortress was a top-tier ski resort. Now, it was about to fall. My husband, Ethan, was a former Navy SEAL. Our head of security. He swore his defense system was foolproof. The blizzard knocked out the power. But he’d sent all the backup generator fuel to the summit. Just to light up a Christmas tree for Chloe. He even had a few guards up there with them, throwing a party. In my last life, I fought him. I herded everyone into the last bunker. But Chloe whined. A crowded Christmas was boring, she said. She stormed out of the safe room and ran right into the jaws of the horde. Ethan carved a path through the horde to secure the walls. Then he sat in silence, cradling Chloe’s bones. He pretended he wanted to start over with me. He let me get pregnant with his child. The day I gave birth, he knocked me unconscious and dumped me into a nearby zombie nest. He always rescued me just before I died. He’d inject me with a serum that kept me from turning. Nineteen times, he threw me to the zombies. I died in agony as they tore the flesh from my bones. "If you hadn't sabotaged my defenses," he’d hissed, "if you hadn't crashed our party and led the horde right to us, Chloe would still be alive!" I opened my eyes. I was back. Christmas Eve.

This holiday collection is pure, uncut sin under the mistletoe. Step-siblings tangled in tinsel and sweat. Best friends betraying vows on the Christmas rug. Stranded guests double-stuffed by the hosts. Secret Santas delivering creampies instead of gifts. No safe words. No condoms. Just raw, bed-breaking, screaming-orgasm holiday hookups.🔥 Kinks include: daddy kink, age-gap, cheating, Double Penetration, squirting on the Christmas tree, caught masturbating, and marital-bed breeding while the spouse sleeps downstairs. If Christmas makes you wet for the wrong reasons—this blizzard will drown you in it. Strictly 18+.🔞🔞🔞 Grab a blanket… you’ll need it to hide the stains.🔥🔥

Princess Vionna of Aurenza was dead. She died in the estate of Theron Thornefell, Warden of the North—buried beneath snow and silence. The blizzard raged for seven days before it eased, uncovering her frostbitten body beneath the drifts. Even in death, she was curled around her swollen belly, one arm reaching toward the nearest gates. No one came. She and the unborn child were frozen to death. Left behind. As the cold took her, regret cut deep. She never should've loved him. Never should've bowed. Because of her, the child never saw the sky. If she had another life, she'd never look his way again.

Ethan Billionaire Ethan White was only in Colorado to support a friend. Without his help, Mia’s fundraiser for the kids could pull in less money. There was no way that he wanted to run into an old flame. Not at all. Well, maybe just a little… Laura Laura Corbett hated a certain billionaire with every fiber of her being. She thought he crushed her heart on purpose. So when he showed up at the same charity fundraiser that she was working, she thought it was the worst thing that could happen to her night. Not until her little brother went missing in the blizzard did she realize how bad it could become. Ethan and Laura must work together to find a missing child before its too late. Will this draw the once-lovers back together, or push them further apart? Will they find the boy in time?

When her body is branded as a mere commodity... and her heart is shackled by two powerful female Alphas. Merin, a broken Omega, is dragged into a world where pain is the primary language. She is possessed by Aries, a raging blizzard who uses violence to assert her ownership, and trained by Lisena, a seductive flame who uses sweet punishments to melt her heart. Beneath the shadow of chains and the tip of a whip... amidst whimpers held back until her body trembles, fear transforms into burning desire, and submission becomes the only way for her to feel ‘valued.’ When the cage that confines her is not of steel, but the embrace of the two Alphas, and the only freedom left is to surrender her whole heart to this twisted ‘love’... how will this three-way bondage end? “Whose body is this... Speak your owner's name.”

She was supposed to heal him, not crave him. Olivia Carter, a divorced physical therapist, thought her new job with the Chicago Blizzard hockey team would be simple—treat injuries, keep her head down, and cheer for her son on the ice. But when the team’s arrogant and devastatingly handsome captain, Xander Hayes, lands in her care, everything spirals out of control. He’s engaged. He’s her son’s best friend. And he’s forbidden. What begins as teasing flirtation turns into stolen touches, midnight encounters, and a dangerous obsession neither of them can resist. But secrets never stay buried—especially in the world of fame, fortune, and ruthless tabloids. When their affair explodes into the public eye, Olivia risks not only her career and reputation, but the one bond she can’t afford to lose: her son’s trust. Will Xander choose his fiancée, his career, and his best friend… or the woman he should never want?

When Mia Blake arrives in Vermont for a peaceful Christmas holiday escape, she expects quiet mornings and time away from her chaotic life. Instead, she ends up stranded in a blizzard with no power, no phone signal, and no place to stay. Her rescue comes in the form of Ethan Carter, a rugged single dad living in the secluded cabin next door, and his sweet five-year-old daughter, Lily. Forced to share a roof with them while the storm rages, Mia soon discovers that the handsome dad is carrying wounds far deeper than the snow can cover. Their unexpected chemistry heats into stolen glances, slow-burn touches, and nights where the tension grows too thick to ignore. But buried secrets, dangerous shadows from Ethan’s past, and a twist that threatens their fragile bond force Mia to choose: run back to her old life, or stay and fight for a love she never saw coming.

My brother Raymond hated me for seven years. After a bitter fight on a freezing winter night, I stormed out and drove away. I never expected a blizzard to fall so suddenly. It blinded my vision. I was attacked by a rogue, injected with a poison that could erase memories and sever blood bonds. My memories became fragmented. When I woke up in the pack’s infirmary, Raymond stood there with a cold expression and casually pointed at a gravely ill male werewolf lying in bed. “He’s your brother. Stop bothering me.” I was stunned. The male werewolf pushed himself up and took my freezing hand, his eyes gentle.
“Come on. I’ll take you home.” After that, I no longer saw Raymond as my brother—just as he wished. So why was he suddenly begging for my acknowledgement after casting me aside so eagerly?

Grandpa died, and we immediately went for each other's throats over the inheritance. Then a blizzard hit, trapping us all in the family estate. An app appeared on our phones: [THE LAST ZOMBIE: FINAL RECKONING]. We had to pick a hiding spot. The last one standing—the last human standing—would inherit everything. I chose the dark, silent recording studio in the basement. Away from them all. When it was time to pick special powers, my family chose powerful weapons or pocket dimensions full of supplies. I chose Bio-Stasis. It slowed my cells to a crawl, and my body along with them. My stepbrother's fiancée, Chloe, called me an idiot. "Hiding from your family and picking a useless power? You're on a suicide mission." They threw a zombie-slaying party upstairs, already celebrating an inheritance they hadn't even won. Until, one by one, they turned. And started tearing each other apart. What they didn't know... was that I'd rigged the game from the start. The only way to win was to stay completely silent.