Lesbian Dungeon

Blurb;    Reena Walters was possibly the worst spy to have ever existed. Recruited by the FBI to infiltrate the stronghold of a dangerous man, Reena decided that seduction was the way to go. Dressed in the ridiculous yet most alluring way possible, Reena Walters succeeded in infiltrating the dungeon like mansion for the biggest and most exclusive ball of the year. Armed with her glittery mask that helped her blend in with several others, Reena finally got her hands on a Thorne brother and did what she knew how to do best, seduction, and charmed the secrets out of him by winning a game of wits. Unknowingly to her that the dominant and ridiculously attractive silver eyed man beneath her was none other than the younger Thorne rumored to be crazy and volatile, and worse, he was playing a game with her, a game she was not aware of. Charming the secret codes and location out of him, Reena continued on her mission, shaking off the nagging feeling that it had all been too easy. Finally getting her hands on the highly sought after flash drive, Reena could not resist the urge to blow an obnoxious kiss to the face of the startled yet crazy eyes that stared at her in the dark. And that split second was all it took for a dangerous obsession to take root and grow in the mind of the older Thorne. Caught like a bird between two dangerous men, Reena must place all her stakes in one game by recklessly choosing the one she deemed lesser of the two evils, but what she did not know yet, and what she would soon learn was that hell was not hot at all, it was freezing cold, and yet burned hotter and brighter than an inferno.

“One night shatters her world forever...” “What did you see?" Enzo demands, his voice deadly quiet. “Nothing," she whispered under her breath as she tried to back away. “I saw nothing." “Liar," Ryan growls, closing the distance between them in a heartbeat. “Your eyes betray you... and your scent—" His nostrils flare. “Impossible." “Mine," they growl in unison. And before she can flee, their claiming marks sear into her flesh. Hours later, she's chained in a dungeon cell, accused of a murder she didn't commit. But why would the powerful Alpha twins frame their own mate? ………….. Invisible. Forgotten. Barely surviving. For years, Athena has scrubbed floors and endured cruelty as a servant to the DarkMoon pack's ruthless Alpha family—until the unthinkable happens. Betrayed by her Alpha twins mates and thrown into the dungeon, she endured their years of abuse, but the moon goddess has chosen her champion. What happens when a power awakens within her that could burn her enemies to ash—or save those few she's come to trust. But wielding it may cost her everything.

Lisa was supposed to be the pride of her pack—the perfect heir, the next great alpha. But fate had other plans. "A defective wolf," they called her. "A disgrace." Born with a wolf that refused to shift, Lisa lived under the shadow of her father’s disappointment and her pack’s whispers. But nothing could have prepared her for the betrayal that led to her capture. Now, locked in a dungeon, she’s nothing more than a pawn in Alpha Cole’s twisted game. "You have been chosen as the breeder," the prisoner in the next cell murmurs. "None survived before you." Lisa refuses to accept this fate. She’d rather die than be used. But when the prisoner—Derek, a powerful fallen alpha—offers her a dangerous escape plan, she’s forced to make a choice. "Trust me," Derek says, his red eyes glowing in the dark. "Or stay and find out what happens when they come for you." Lisa doesn’t trust alphas. But if she wants to live, she might have no other choice.

He was a caged dragon burning with a fire for pleasure. She was sent to tame him— but she played his fire like a song. Elaina walked into the dungeon with a harp, a plan, and no intention of surrender. Drake expected another temptress. What he got was a challenge wrapped in silk and steel. "Touch me again like that," he growled, "and I won't stop until you're mine—in every form." What happens when a dragon and a human join forces—not just to conquer their enemies, but to survive the storm between and within them? Warning: This tale is not for the faint of heart. It’s raw, it’s explicit, and it’s dripping with heat. Are you over eighteen? Are you ready to step into the fire and face what these chapters hold? Then click—if you dare.

It was finally the day of the auction "And now we are presented with a human who looks a little unkempt right now, but with a little care from her owner would be as good as new" the hosts voice rang over the speakers in what seemed like a dungeon used for illegal gambling. But I couldn't look much, being locked in a basement for three months without any form of light coming in, and suddenly being on stage where all attention and the center light was on me was enough to just make me shut my eyes and wait for what was to come. "We'll start with $25,000" is that really my worth. Do I really amount to nothing, that I have to be sold at an auction. "$26,000" "$26,500" "$30,000" "$30,000, is there anyone who wants to bid higher? Going once, going twice... This went in for a few more minutes and I gave up hope. This was it, this is where my life journey ends. I will get sold here then if my buyer is an organ trafficker he would probably kill me and sell off my organs. "Five hundred million dollars" a deep manly voice grunted from the corner of the room "Wow that's a very high bid...I doubt if anyone is willing to go higher than that. Going once, going twice, sold. Congratulations Mr Jimmie Hendrix, you just won yourself a hot looking toy...everyone is left to wonder what you will be doing with her tonight." Jimmie who was sitting in a dark corner of the room gave a sinister smirk and uttered under his breath "Found you!!!"