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Crescent Cove: Where the Tide Brings Death Gabe Mitchell once wore a badge with pride—until the night everything was ripped from him: his career, his marriage, and nearly his sanity. Now working as a private investigator and nursing an old bottle of whiskey, Gabe finds himself dragged back into the shadows of law enforcement when a series of brutal murders rocks the quiet coastal town of Crescent Cove. The victims? Teenagers. The method? Slashed throats, hollow eyes. And the message? Always the same—“The Rip” scrawled in blood near the bodies. But when the latest victim turns out to be one of his son Nick’s closest friends, Gabe is forced to confront the nightmare head-on. Each death brings the killer closer to Nick—and the line between man and monster grows harder to see. The deeper Gabe digs, the stranger things get: whispered legends of an ancient sea demon, occult symbols etched into driftwood, and eyes watching from the waves. The truth may not just threaten his son’s life—but the soul of the town itself. Now Gabe must uncover the darkness hiding beneath Crescent Cove before the tide rolls in again… and takes Nick with it.

He gropes my breast harshly forcing a moan out of my lips, I squeezed my thigh together instantly feeling an ache on my clit down there, creaming my thong. I didn't know how it happened but I was fully stark naked, my firm boobs bouncing out freely in his views. He pressed on me harder with his mouth on my ear lobe " I, Orion do not share what is mine and you are MINE!" He didn't leave a room for response as his hot mouth now on my left breast, his hand kneading the right one. I groaned louder unable to articulate how to handle those heavy feelings. He lifted me off my feet and carried me to the bed kissing me the whole time, With a soft bounce I fell onto the mattress, his hand caressing my inner thigh, my head rocked back against the pillow, he pushed his finger under my thong after kneading my swollen clit so much, I groaned loudly arching my back and shuddered beneath him.

Ava crossed her arms. “You’re scared I’ll ruin you,” Liam smirked. “No, I’m scared you’ll keep me hooked.” Ava Davis works hard to survive in a cutthroat corporate world. Her arrogant billionaire boss, Liam Carter, makes life impossible with his demands. But when Ava stumbles upon a secret that could destroy him, she uses it to fight back. Liam won’t go down without a fight. He makes Ava an offer: help him clean up his image, and he’ll make sure her career doesn’t crash. Now they’re stuck together, working side by side. Every moment is a battlefield, every glance charged. Liam hides a dark past, and Ava is determined to uncover it. But the closer they get, the harder it is to ignore the growing tension between them. When a scandal shatters everything, Ava and Liam must choose: keep fighting or let the walls between them crumble. In a world of power, secrets, and second chances, can two enemies find redemption and love? Enemies at work. Bound by secrets. Can love be the endgame?

She seduced him for revenge… but didn’t expect to crave him passionately. Christiana Salazar was born into privilege until the night her mother was murdered in cold blood. The culprit? Her own father, driven by a twisted obsession with her ex–best friend, Bella Calamida. Left with nothing but rage and a ruined name, Christiana plots the ultimate revenge: seduce Bella’s husband and tear her perfect world apart from the inside. Enter Bryan Adams. Billionaire, dangerously charming, and Bella’s unsuspecting husband. One stolen glance, one calculated touch, and he’s hooked. And when Christiana becomes his irresistible new secretary, playing the part of the loyal employee by day and temptation by night, the game begins. But the deeper she sinks into Bryan’s world, the harder it becomes to remember why she started this in the first place. Because the man she’s supposed to use for her revenge makes her heartbeat. And he just might be the only one who can break her. Now Christiana must choose: betray the man she’s falling for… or finish what she started and lose him forever.

Evie Callahan never believed in monsters—until one dragged her off the street and locked her in a world she didn’t know existed. A world where alphas rule through blood and fear. Where her name means nothing, but her blood means everything. Turns out, she’s not just human. She’s rare. Valuable. And every pack wants to own her. Especially him. Lucian Calder. Alpha of the Calder pack. Vicious. Controlling. Dangerous. And he says she’s his mate. His rules are brutal, his touch addictive, and the longer she stays, the harder it is to tell if she’s a prisoner… or truly his mate. Evie swore she’d never belong to anyone. Then the second Alpha finds her. Older. Colder. And he claims she was never meant for Lucian—that the bond they share is a lie, and that he’s the one she was born for. Now she’s caught between two powerful rivals, hunted by the council, and stalked by another. Both Alphas want her. Both would kill for her. Both are willing to burn the world for her. And neither is letting go.

Born in a hunter family as a girl was tough for her from the beginning of her life when her family had stereotypes thinking that females were born for handling the household work and the family. To prove to her family that she was worthy to be a hunter, she trained harder and trained to be the best. But knowing that she wouldn’t get any chance by sitting at home, she started traveling to the cities, hunting for evil supernatural creatures and punishing them for their crimes but it wasn’t enough. She needed one strong and powerful supernatural creature who couldn’t be killed by anyone, and by killing him or her and that was when she found her perfect target, a handsome vampire, who she wanted to kill and kiss at the same time. She couldn’t decipher her feelings. She thought to trap and kill him but instead, she was getting trapped by him in the name of feelings that she didn’t want to decipher. Realizing that she was about to be trapped by him, she escaped and he chased her. The situation was flipped totally when the predator became the prey and the prey was now the predator. Let’s see who was to hunt and who wanted to be hunted?

They were my brother’s best friends—the HawkThorne brothers. Wealthy, ruthless, and filthy enough to make the whole city drop to its knees. I was the good girl once. The perfect wife. Until my husband had sex with half my office and shoved me into an open marriage I never asked for. One night at a bar was supposed to be my rebellion—a dirty little secret to make me forget. I never expected to run into them. Six years had made them look harder, darker, and so much hotter. I shouldn’t have let them touch me. Shouldn’t have let them ruin me against a bathroom sink with their filthy mouths and rough hands. Three men. One night. No promises. But the eldest HawkThorne pressed a card into my palm before I could slip away. I thought I could handle them. Thought I could survive their obsession. Now I’m learning there’s no such thing as just sex with the HawkThorne brothers. They don’t share. They claim. They corrupt. And they’re coming for every last filthy piece of me.

FVck!!!!!! Just outside, guests were taking their seats. My husband to be Jack was probably waiting at the altar. And here I was, bent over in my wedding dress, letting my stepfather ruin my pussy minutes before saying “I do.” Victor spanked my ass hard, the sound echoing. “Tell me who this p*ssy belongs to.” “You, Stepdaddy! It has always been yours!” I cried. He thrust harder, hips slamming against my ass. I shattered, biting my lip to keep from screaming as my p*ssy clenched and gushed around his thick c*ck. Fuvk!!!!! I screamed It was all my fault…. I got wet, now I’m getting ruined on my wedding day. *** Warning. Strictly 18+ Skip! Skip! Skip! Because this is *Wet and Ruined*, a scorching collection of forbidden short stories…. Stepfamily taboo…. This is pure fiction and should not be practiced… Lusting over the one person you should never desire—and The intoxicating pull of forbidden taboo, guilt mixed with overwhelming pleasure, and the addictive thrill of crossing lines that can never be uncrossed is what you will find here.

Don’t Stop, Daddy An addictive dark erotic romance of secrets, power, and forbidden desire. Sierra Blake was always the good girl. The obedient daughter. The quiet one who never crossed the line. But when she returns home from college, everything changes because her stepfather, Damien Steele, sees her differently now. And the worst part? She wants him to. Damien is powerful, dominant, and dangerously off limits. Married to her mother. Her protector. Her sin. He shouldn’t look at her like that, speak to her like that, touch her like that. But when he does, Sierra can’t bring herself to stop him. What begins as a game of stolen glances quickly spirals into nights of whispered commands, velvet ropes, and aching surrender. Every kiss is a betrayal. Every moan, a deeper fall. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to hide. Because her mother sleeps down the hall. And secrets like these always find their way into the light. He’s the man she should fear most. But all she can whisper is… don’t stop. Was

"I’ld love to see the expression on your face when I successfully trap you, taunt you and make you beg till you break." I whispered pinning Matteo to the wall. “And I’d love to see you try,” he shot back, struggling against me. I didn’t let him. He thought being older meant he had the upper hand. He was wrong. ~ ~ ~ ~ Matteo Hudson was Rowan’s first mistake, the coach who crossed a line he should never have touched, then walked away like it meant nothing. Now he’s colder, stricter, and determined to pretend it never happened… but Rowan remembers everything. Every look, every moment, every time Matteo lost control. And he refuses to be the only one carrying it. What starts as tension on the court quickly turns into something messier and impossible to ignore. Matteo keeps his distance, but Rowan pushes harder, forcing the past back to the surface. Because whatever they had didn’t end—it just got buried. And the deeper Matteo tries to hide it, the more Rowan makes sure it resurfaces.