Fire Breathing

“Don’t you ever resist me again,” he breathed, his words brushing my skin like fire. One hand held my wrists captive above my head; the other traced the line of my throat, caging me against the wall. I looked up at him. My tormentor, my weakness, and the man I craved like sin itself. --- A fire stole her childhood. A contract stole her freedom. Now, a man dressed in a suit that costs more than her life is about to steal her heart. And possibly destroy what’s left of her soul. Evie remembers nothing before the fire, only the smell of smoke, the sound of screams, and a name she can’t forget. Years later, her life is a cycle of debt, slavery, and forced silence. She works herself to the bone while living in the shadow of her perfect cousin, never realizing she was born into a secret far darker than her life. Until the night she’s traded — like property to repay an old family debt — to a man no one dares to speak about. A man whose reputation bleeds power, cruelty, and blood. But instead of chains, he offers her a deal. Marry him, obey him. And never ask questions. Just business. But every time he touches her, the line between fear and longing blurs. His presence unearths flashes of her past, and memories that burn her alive. Because her husband is not who he seems. And the fire that destroyed her life didn’t happen by accident. As their marriage turns into a war of control and desire, Evie finds herself caught between the man who owns her and the truth that could set her free. But freedom comes with a great price. And love is the priciest thing she's ever had.

I handed Marcus, my billionaire boss the wrong flash drive and now he’s seen exactly what I do on weekends to rewind — on my knees, 10 men nutting on my face, loving every second of it. He didn’t fire me. He emailed me. And made me his personal slut. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A short raw and hot erotica story

"I didn't ask for your help, you piece of , so you can keep your arrogant remarks to yourself." I snapped back, not liking the stranger's approach. "What did you just call me?" He demanded, halting. His voice sounded like the thunder that made the ground underneath my feet quake. At this moment I knew I had overstepped my boundaries. **** Jaclyn Tarr had not lived a normal life ever since she was a child. She was born on the night of the Wild South fire and for some bizarre reason, a golden fire symbol existed on the skin right above her heart. This, coupled with the mysteries surrounding her birth, made her the abnormal one as a child. And even now at nineteen, she was still labelled the abnormal one due to her dormant werewolf gene. Her life, however, changes when Alpha Dane Vixon walked into her life and she fell in love with him, but little did she know the alpha wasn't who she thought he was and the love she felt for him would be the death of her.

She had never imagined that the very touch which saved her from falling would be the one to make her own heart stumble instead. There was a hidden fire beneath the cold edge of his voice, and in his distant eyes lingered a secret he refused to let slip. For the first time, she felt that even the frost could melt — if only she dared to step a little closer.

Eoin Sinclair is the crowned Prince, son of the Werewolf King and Queen. His mother is the legendary Green wolf. He is to be the next King. He agrees to mate his girlfriend Amira after all she is the Princess of the Sirens and raised to be Royal. She knows how to be a calm, submissive, Luna. Kayda is a fire dragon werewolf hybrid her father Danny is the Warrior Gamma of the Royal Pack. Dottie her mother is the last pure bred fire dragon. Kayda realises her relationship with Eoin might not be what she assumed. After all, he thinks she is immature, unruly, and childish, and those are the reasons he has told her to her face. No way they're mates. ***** *** ******* "This isn't wrestling." Eoin grunted. "I could easily throw you off." he added. "But you haven't." I grinned, shifting my hips slightly. "Because I don't want to hurt you." he said. " Get off." he added through gritted teeth. "Nope Prince." I smirked, emphasising his title Prince and popping the P disrespectfully. "Besides, you already hurt me, so kiss it better." I smirked, leaning dangerously low to him and pushing out my split lip. "Kayda." he growled in warning. "Last chance, get off me." "And if I don't, do I get that spanking?" I asked . Eoin snapped. I saw it happen in his eyes. I had pushed him to his limit. He swiftly stood up with me in his arms and walked a few paces. Before I knew it, he had me bent over a fallen tree log on the edge of the clearing my head and upper body over the log and my butt in the air. ******* ********* ***** Will the future Kings Flame burn him, or will it set him on fire? Book 3 of the Green Wolf series.

Fire and plague. Certainly no strangers to London Town.But when legions of living dead rise from the Thames’ fetid waters to feast upon the living, the city teeters on the brink of antihalation. And while floaters seek blood, another army takes advantage of the chaos. Boiling out of their rookeries of crime, marauders swarm through London’s affluent neighborhoods looting and burning.©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

When Elara Santos walks in on her long-time boyfriend tangled in the arms of her best friend, her world shatters in one night. Heartbroken but determined, she flees to Manila to rebuild her life and prove she doesn’t need anyone to survive. Enter Adrian Velasco—the ruthless, impossibly magnetic CEO of a leading architecture firm. Cold, untouchable, and dangerous to fall for, he’s the last man Elara wants in her life. Yet fate keeps pulling them together. Every clash between them burns with friction. Every accidental touch lingers. Every glance dares her to surrender. But their growing passion hides darker truths. Adrian’s past is entangled with the betrayal Elara ran from, and lurking in the shadows is Cassandra Ramirez—a beautiful, venomous woman determined to destroy Elara and claim Adrian for herself. As secrets unravel and desires ignite, Elara must decide: Will she guard her heart and walk away, or risk everything for a love that could consume her? In a world of betrayal, ambition, and forbidden passion, one thing is certain—when fire meets fire, someone is bound to get burned.

They called it forbidden. Dangerous. A love that should never exist. I thought death was the end. I thought being beaten, broken, and buried would free me from the pain of my past. But fate… had other plans. I woke up in her body. A princess everyone despised. A life I never asked for. To atone for a sin I didn’t commit, left to carry the weight of a crown, a family, and a love that wasn’t mine. Then I saw him. My soon-to-be husband. The king who despises me with a hatred so sharp, it cuts deeper than any whip ever could. Three days. That’s all he gave me—to vanish, to stop existing. But within those three days, in the shadows of his rage, something else stirred. A desire just as forbidden as the love I was once murdered for. One that threatens to consume us both, that lingers like fire under our skin, that promises trembles neither of us can resist — and might destroy us entirely. Three days. One body. Two hearts at war with fire, hatred, and an impossible, intoxicating craving. Will I survive… or is another brutal death waiting?

"Do you want me to touch you?" And that was how the walls I had created in my heart started to crumble, one by one. "Please touch me!" Did she even know what she was saying! "You are playing with fire little miss." "Then let it burn me!" ******* Betrayed on her anniversary, former Luna Soraya walks in on her husband and best friend in her own bed. Shattered and thrown aside, she falls into the arms of a powerful stranger, only to wake up bound to him by a marriage contract she drunkenly signed. When that stranger reveals himself as Alpha-King Damon Sterling, her ex-husband’s stepfather, the real war begins. Their alliance starts with raw passion, a dangerous fire meant only for revenge… but it quickly unravels secrets neither of them saw coming. A buried truth from the past rises, forcing them to face the reality that they were never just each other’s bed-bullyings, they were fate colliding. Together, they plot a ruthless revenge that will tear apart lies, topple power, and expose the darkest secret of all: Elara’s child isn’t Dorian’s. And Soraya?

Storme: He’s my husband’s son. Craving his touch was never part of the plan. I was supposed to be a dutiful bride to his father while trying to gain the love of my father. But he came in and drowned me with his insatiable sexual appetite. Now all I have about him are wild and sinful thoughts. Theo: She couldn’t be my father’s bride. I didn’t think I could stand it once I thought about another man touching her. No other person could touch her… except me. I think I may have been bewitched by her, but I wanted to be in that hex forever. Now all I can think about is possessing her body. ***************************************** When hypersexual Storme was sold to the alpha king of the Castillo Tribe by her father, she felt that she was doomed and that there was nothing else left for her. Not until she met the alpha King’s son, Theo. Forbidden sparks fly and they’re unable to ignore the fire burning in them. But not until the same fire threatens to burn down their very existence and peace.