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WARNING 18+ CONTAINS MATURE SCENES “Touch my throne and lose your hand. Touch her. . .and lose your soul.” • • • • • King Kaelric is cursed and his kingdom withers without the continuation of his bloodline. Thirty-two maidens were ritually prepared to carry his child and all thirty-two failed to conceive. His enemies sharpen their spears, and King Kaelric is scarred from battle, cold with a duty to protect his people. Elira, a slave girl with no memory of her past, shares a forbidden yet passionate night with the King and bears his seed. But when the pregnancy threatens her fragile life, Kaelric has to choose between the heir fated to restore his kingdom...or the slave who gave him something greater than a kingdom. • • • • • Cursed Bloodline is the first book in The Bloodline Series-a dark, steamy fantasy romance full of fated mates, sacrifice and twisted magic.

BLURB ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** You can’t force me to go with you,” I sneered. “I will carry you myself, Vanessa, if you insist on acting like a kid.” “I‘ll yell out for help, someone will hear.” “And sentence your loved ones to death? I think not,” he squinted. “What was their name again, Alena… Eugene" “Kai, don’t you dare touch my loved ones!” I said in gritted teeth as I walked closer to him, warning him, “Or else I will— He scoffed, and he grabbed my hand. “You will what? Huh?” Tears began to fall freely from my eyes. “Kia, don’t touch the ones I love!” I said in between tears. “We made a deal,” he said, grabbing my hands as I struggled to be free from his grip. “There is no going back. If you ever run away again, I won’t even give you a preview, you will attend the funeral of your loved ones.” his voice was dangerously low. Hot tears fell from my eyes. “I won’t touch you, so that you can suffer for your mistake,” he smirked. “You and I know, the pain is worse than death,” he said in a whisper. I closed my eyes and let tears cascade down my cheeks. I now understood what I had done. Understood that I had made a deal with the monster who was once my lover. I was foolish to think he had changed.

EXCERPT: John freed himself from the security lashes in order to gain more access to Tom. He gripped his friend's waist, squeezing to emphasize how much he was willing to give up for this man. "I can touch you. We can touch. Touch me." Tom searched John's face with his eyes, the flush on his cheeks darkening and capturing John's attention once more. He could feel Tom's uncertainty as if it were a weighted net falling over them both to pin them in place. Summoning his courage, he stripped his tunic from his upper body and seized Tom's hand in his own. "Touch me. Please." John thought Tom was going to refuse until he used his free hand to reach out. SYNOPSIS: Refugees of a dead planet, the Zen are grateful the people of Earth are willing to offer them a new home. Executive Orders from the White House declare America a safe-haven for any of the shapeshifting aliens as long as they follow three basic rules: 1. Zen must take a human appearance. 2. Zen must register with human names at Social Services. 3. Zen must find paid work or volunteer to help their country. Two friends declare themselves "married" during their registration without realizing they are now legally bound to one another as a couple. Will New Americans John and Tom see their friendship turn into a romance or will they reject being accidentally married aliens?

Due to my heightened sensitivity, even the slightest touch causes an uncontrollable reaction. My husband, concerned, sends me to the hospital for treatment. As I lie on the operating table, the attending doctor unexpectedly triggers a wave of intense response from me—right in front of my husband.

Poor and lonely Azriel believed that the only way to satisfy the heart is to follow whatever it requires. No one knows, even himself that he undeniably craved for a man's touch, until he met this merciless stud who hardly showed emotions and only cares for his own gratification. "You will leave this room barely breathing."

Larissa and Stanley got married based on Stanley's grandfather's conditions, and Stanley wanted to satisfy his grandfather, but after the marriage, Larissa didn't get Stanley's attention, Stanley believed that he didn't touch Larissa till she walked away from the marriage, but later came back with triplet,

"Baby girl, you know there is no going back after this right" he said licking her lower lip and held her head up " if I fuck you right now,," he said again " that means you be my alone and no one else is allowed to touch you,, I'm the only one who get to touch you this ". he said opening her thing with his neal she swallowed hard and look at him she was doing this she is a big and she was gonna fuck the man who used to be her best friend, she wants this so bad, she never wants someone like this be, she regret lying to him years ago, if she had given him a chance at that she would have been enjoying this...... " do you want this Claire Ema Carter" he asked looking at her juicy lips " Yes please..I want this" he smirked and lick her ear " fuckern great" he murmur and smashed his lips on hers

I'm a thirty-year-old hot wife, but my husband won't touch me. Driven to distraction by loneliness, I rely on toys for relief. Then our new yard guy, Samuel, arrives—built like a brick outhouse and gorgeous. With my desires raging, I make my move…

My heart was never meant to be divided… but my soul belongs to both of them." When I fled into the wilderness, I never expected to be hunted by rival wolves, by fate, by them. Kain is the ruthless Alpha who took me captive. His command is law, his touch a punishment… and his claim on me is absolute. But then there’s Darius, his brother, wild, untamed, and the only one who sees the fire in me instead of trying to extinguish it. The problem? I’m mated to both. Kain says the bond is a mistake. Darius swears it’s destiny. And the pack? They’re ready to tear me apart for daring to come between their Alphas. Now, every stolen glance, every forbidden touch, is a betrayal. Every choice could start a war. I don’t know which bond is real. I don’t know which brother is lying. But I do know this: One of them will kill for me. The other will die for me. And when the truth comes out… I might not survive the fallout

I went abroad for a year to further my studies and kept in touch with my girlfriend through video calls every day. One day, I saw her first love posted a photo with a caption: [We are finally back together after ten years!] In the photo, my girlfriend was visibly pregnant, holding the arm of the man next to her with a sweet smile.