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The woman standing there was nobody that Scars had ever laid eyes on before, but holy God, he knew her. He knew her on a cellular level. In his blood. In his bones. In his heart and in his cock. He’d dreamed about her and he’d waited for her. He’d been looking for her forever, and now here she was. ** Six years ago, Zoe Parish fled Denver after a brutal encounter with a motorcycle club man, swearing never to trust one again. Now a mother and desperate to help her oldest friend, she returns when Wolf Connor promises his club is out of the life and she’ll be safe. Back in Denver, Zoe keeps her guard up, especially around Scars, whose effect on her is far more unsettling than she wants to admit. Vic “Scars” Innis has spent twenty-two years loyal to the Road Devils, earning his place as Vice-President. He thought he was content, until he meets Zoe. From the first look, he knows she’s the missing piece, even if she despises everything he represents. As danger closes in and an enemy threatens to destroy their fragile peace – and take Zoe’s child – Scars and Zoe are forced to confront their pasts and each other. The question is whether their bond will make them stronger… or finally tear them apart for good.

Ice had seen courage under fire, in many cases literally, back in his SEAL days. But he’d never seen anything like Vixen that day. When he first caught sight of her, she was standing with her feet wide apart, solidly braced on those mile-high, mid-thigh black boots, the ones that he loved fucking her in. Her minute green skirt had ridden high and tight up her perfect legs, and her dark eyes were dilated to black as she grimly stared down the approaching vehicle, shooting and shooting, both hands holding the gun. She’d looked every inch the hot female assassin in some blockbuster Hollywood movie, right down to her hair flowing behind her in the autumn wind. **** Ice Johansson is the Road Devils MC’s Chief Enforcer: cold, ruthless, and built for violence. He doesn’t feel guilt, except where Vix is concerned. Weeks ago, he crossed a line with the one woman who mattered to him. Now an enemy attack leaves her badly injured, and Ice wants one thing: to protect her, if she’ll let him close again. Victoria “Vixen” Shaw owns her reputation as the club’s favorite ride. No shame. No apologies. For eighteen months, though, she’s been Ice’s alone. What he did shattered her trust, but when Ice becomes her caretaker – no sex, no demands, just presence – she begins to see the man beneath the ice. As the Road Devils are pushed to the brink, Ice and Vix find intimacy where they never expected it: clothed, raw, and vulnerable. But if Ice reveals the darkest parts of himself – the violence he embraces to protect his family – can Vix accept him? And even if she does, can loving a man like Ice ever truly be safe?

Brianna Hayes is an innocent, nineteen-year-old virgin who is desperately running out of time—and money—to save her dying brother. After being wrongfully fired from her job as a maid, she makes a reckless, desperate choice: she puts on a mask and takes the stage at The Obsidian Room, the most exclusive and forbidden underground club in the city. Alexander Thorne is a ruthless, thirty-three-year-old billionaire CEO. Cold, widowed, and consumed by darkness, his only escape is commanding the VIP lounge, bending women to his absolute will. The exact moment his eyes lock onto the fragile, trembling new dancer, a twisted obsession is born. He claims her innocent body in the shadows, completely blind to her true identity. But the real game begins when morning comes. In need of a new live-in maid, Alexander hires Brianna. By day, she cleans his luxury mansion on her knees, acting as his sweet, obedient servant. By night, she begs in his bed, serving as his perfect submissive plaything. Alexander demands total control. He vows to break her innocence, training her to crawl, obey, and become his private little pet. How long can a virgin hide her secret when her master is a billionaire obsessed with her complete submission? (A pitch-black, high-spice dark romance featuring age gap, billionaire dominance, BDSM, forced submission, and explicit erotica).

"Father, please. I don't want to become Alpha Lucas' breeder."I cried when he pushed me against the wall. "Don't call me father! You nameless she-wolf!"I closed my eyes. She's shy and sweet. She's the weakest and most useless wolf in the pack. Her life was changed when she was sold to the most powerful wolf in the North Land. Alpha Lucas. Dark, strong, ruthless and moody. Could she, a nameless she-wolf, survive his torture?Could she be emancipated from his enslavement?Could she use her potion box to cure Alpha Lucas' incurable disease called "cruelty"? Could she break the chain of her fate with the help from her friends and...revenge?

The Beast locked me up in his fake castle. As the daughter of one of the most dangerous Bratva bosses in the underworld, I uncovered a secret so deadly, I fled Russia and escaped to America. But my high school enemy, the Beast, kidnapped me and trapped me on his island with no way to escape. And without my medication, I had no control over the heat that consumed me as an Omega. His rough hands made me crave things I never wanted before. I was powerless to resist him. The Beast. My Mate. With my life on the line, I tried to resist my dark, dangerous captor, yet I found myself drawn to him. The truth was supposed to set me free, but in the Bratva world, the only freedom was death. Author's Note: Beast is a stand-alone novel. It is a steamy dark Russian mafia enemies-to-lovers standalone novel with some trigger warnings! There's no cheating or cliffhangers, and always a guaranteed HEA

(Warning: heavy sexual scene ahead) Raven Knight had everything planned: return home, claim her position as Pack Doctor, and stand beside her fated mate, Alpha River, as Luna. But all of that crumbles when she walks in on a betrayal she never saw coming: her sister in River’s arms, and a secret her own parents helped bury. Reeling from heartbreak, Raven disappears into the shadows of The Cave, a hidden club where werewolves go to drown their pain. But the night takes a darker turn. Drugged, kidnapped, and sold to the highest bidder. She wakes up in chains… claimed by Keeran Nightwind, the notorious Alpha of the region's largest and most feared pack. Cold, calculated, and cursed to never find a mate, Keeran didn't expect to purchase a broken Luna, much less one with such fire still burning behind her eyes. As days turn into weeks, Raven is torn between the pain of her past and the complicated man who now holds her future. Behind Keeran’s power lies a different kind of loyalty, and in her shattered heart, something dangerous begins to stir: hope. When fate offers her a second chance, Raven must choose: return to the world that betrayed her, or stand beside a man who was never meant to have a mate… and might just risk everything to protect her.

"Pepper Pace's interracial fairytale is the story of Beast, a Marine with a destroyed face; and a plus-sized beauty who has identity issues. A lesson learned is that beauty is not just what is shown on the outside. In this romance taken from the Beauty and the Beast fairytale, Pepper makes you question: ""Who is the beauty and who is the beast?"" This story contains sexually explicit content and language.Beast is created by Pepper Pace, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author."

I grasped in horror as l saw my hands turning into claws. Alot of hair also forming on every part of my body. I touched myself to feel that l nolonger have two legs but four. My hands had also formed into legs. Panick invaded me.l don't want to become anything else. I regretted not taking my mum's advice of not coming near the woods. May be if l had stayed home obediently this wouldn't have happened. I felt my new body move on its own until l reached at the river. The water sat there silently and in there l saw what l have become.A beast.l saw a lone tear coming from my glowing eyes. I got away from the river sat down the tree nearby. My body returned ito its human form. I cried and screamed loudly; No am not a beast. Am human: Am not a beast. This isn't me! I screamed. It's you Daciana. It's what you really are. A voice came from from behind the tree.

Mari, who just turned twenty-six years old, keep on fooling herself from having a super rich, handsome and nice boyfriend for all she know. She keeps on saving her every penny because she wanted to give her boyfriend a valuable gift. But putting a lot of effort to something can sometimes give you the same amount of disappointment and frustration. She did not expect to caught her patron saint of a boyfriend cheating on her at the very day of her buying gifts for him and preparing for their second anniversary. Dos, a twenty-seven years old bachelor, found himself suspecting that his girlfriend may be cheating on her. Well, he lost his girlfriend for months already because of constantly refusing her and being busy with his work. However, when he got the chance to investigate, he found a woman who is also a victim of a cheating boyfriend. Coincidentally, the woman’s boyfriend is his girlfriend’s other man! With the two of them finding comfort to each other, what will be their ending story if they are still into their cheating partners? Can the two of them learn to appreciate the others presence and learn to love each other? What will they do if their exes come back begging for them to make it up again one day?

I shivered in the darkness, the air stale, damp and cold making goosebumps appear on my bare skin. The low rumbles and huffs which were coming from behind made me a little scared, and I knew the beast was still there, watching me with interest. I knew screaming and calling for help was futile since my voice was already hoarse for trying to scream the past few hours, but the only thing to be heard was my echo, and the snarl that followed next. I heard it shift and felt it's soft fur brush against my body and skin. I swallowed hard and held in my voice. The more it leaned in, the more my heart beat wildly, and I tried to move away from it. It's warm breath brushed against my cold skin making me shiver in response. I couldn't see but I had an idea what it wanted. I kept resisting but it was much stronger than I was, easily able to pull my thin legs apart. It showed it's dominance as a way to make me submit. I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight or escape it, but that didn't mean I was going to willingly do what the beast said, at least at that minute. But everything changed when I felt it's big head dip between my legs, easily parting them to the extreme, and a rough, yet soft , in my opening. I couldn't help the moan that left my lips. The was long, rough, and filled me to the brim, and that's when I knew I was in . The beast wanted to breed with me.