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A vampire serial killer who preys on strippers is on the loose. Called in to consult on the case, Anita fears her judgment may be clouded by a conflict of interest. For she is, after all, the consort of Jean-Claude, the ever-intoxicating Master Vampire of the City. Surrounded by suspicion, overwhelmed by her attempts to control the primal lusts that continue to wrack her, Anita does something unprecedented – she calls for help. Anita's life becomes more complicated than ever, as she is caught between her obligations to the living and the undead.

In a world of recently warring orcs and men, Gwyn Garrett is a lord’s daughter on a mission: to escape her lord father, dump her cheating betrothed, and pursue her true calling as a plant-obsessed midwife—until the night her brand-new house is invaded by an orc. He's a tall, taunting, treacherous monster with sharp teeth, vicious claws, and gleaming black eyes. Worst of all, he has a blatant, brutal mission of his own. He’s come to court her, claim her, compromise her.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

When your fantasies become too intense for the human world, there’s only one place left to go: into the heat, hunger, and ruthless dominance of the alpha. Do you ever crave something darker, more primal, more feral—and hate how tame every “steamy” book feels compared to the raw fantasies you actually want? Werewolf Erotic Tales: The Alpha’s Claim unleashes explicit werewolf erotica sex stories designed to finally satisfy the ache you keep hidden.

He had his chance. He blew it, and I’m out of here. I’m at the bottom of the pack. I’m female, I have no family left, and everywhere a shifter is supposed to be hard, I’m soft and round. There’s one bright spot in my days—Alec Cameron. He’s hard in every way—so distant that he’s ice cold—but once in a while, he gives me a nod, and we sneak off to the woods. He’s not cold, then. Not at all.

I am an object of desire. My powers of seduction are my survival, my weapon, and my curse. I'm no stranger to obsession, but for the first time, I crave it. I love it when he watches me, follows me, hunts me. In the mortal lands, I was safe from him. Navigating a city of ruthless vampires to save my sister from the human slave trade was already treacherous. But with the ruling vampire lord's unrelenting focus on me, I fear his shadows might never let me go.

I've always hated Christmas. With a name like Chris Kringle, it's hard not to. It's only gotten worse since I've been back from the war. Christmas is supposed to be jolly, but for me, it's a grim reminder of past failures. I need to get away from it. To be somewhere quiet. To heal. When I wake up in the South Pole after an accident to a Krampus tending my wounds, it feels like the perfect opportunity to get some much-needed R&R. Yet this gentle giant is so achingly sweet, I can't help but fall for him, even though he's a monster.

I'm a feral omega with one rule: Never get attached; Never let anyone in. But five alphas are about to shatter everything I thought I knew—and this time, I can't blame it on my biology. The Ghosts are killers with fractured souls. Monsters in human skin. But somehow, they've become my monsters. Especially Wraith, the silent, scarred sentinel who sees me like no one else. And as I realize I'm starting to fall for him, I also realize something even more terrifying. I'm falling for them all.

There are lots of reasons to raise the dead – some private, some public. In this case, the feds have a witness who died before he could speak on the record. They want him raised so his testimony can be taken. So here I am, on a plane to Philadelphia, flying off to do my job. But I'm not alone. Micah is with me. Micah, head of the St Louis wereleopard pard. King to my Queen. The only one of my lovers who can stir my blood with just a glance from his chartreuse cat's eyes. I was happy to have him at my side. Until he mentioned that this will be our first time alone together. No Master Vampire.

Alexei is lost. On the run from his criminal family, hiding out in Hyde Park, he has no idea what the point or purpose of his life is anymore. Until he’s served coffee by a strange young man, one whom Alexei can’t get out of this head. And when Alexei realizes his favorite barista isn’t quite human after all, his obsession only deepens. Can he use this new knowledge to get even closer to the sweet, strange vampire of his dreams?

As a female boxer, and a beta to boot, I've had to dig deep for every win, train harder than every opponent, and ignore the naysayers along the way. I'm just starting to make my mark when I lose an easy match, and my manager says I need to overhaul my image. Sponsors are losing interest, and I'm struggling to keep my dad's gym afloat. I'll do anything to keep his dream alive, even attend the grand opening of a new sports club so people can rub shoulders with a professional boxer.

My mind is spinning. There’s so much I want to try, to feel, to do. I want to stay in bed forever... Except, as the Guardian of the Crown, I have a quadrant to secure and a rebellion to stop. The illegal importing of weapons from the Human Realm has empowered the goblins, making them even more dangerous. With the Amberloq forces in shambles and my training woefully incomplete, my mates help me ready for the battles ahead. Sure, they are strong, sexy, and strategic but when the battle line is drawn—I am the Guardian of the Crown.

Returning to my hometown, to normalcy, after all I've been through feels strange, to say the least. Returning to the friends and family who have all moved on with their lives while I'm still trapped with demons of my past haunting me is the worst kind of torment. I'm safe now. Lydia, the woman who stole me when I was just nine years old, is in prison. I'm free. But I don't feel free. I don't even know who I am anymore. The child I was is dead, and the man I've become is lost.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

I have a soul-destroying corporate job, I iron my underpants, and I was unceremoniously dumped for an influencer hippie a few years ago. Every day feels the same, and I don't know how much longer I can cope before I do something unhinged like rip off my shirt in the middle of my co-worker's office birthday party and smear lemon cake all over my chest. Then, a case of mistaken identity suddenly lands me in the middle of a covert professional wrestling league, which is apparently being run in the basement of my office building. Weird. Even weirder are the wrestlers.

My parents despised me since the day I was born, expecting an omega with a lovely scent and a claw birthmark. But I was born with neither. Betas are meant to be the servants of the Alpha Compound run by our pack leader, Henry. Injured by my father—I ran away, never expecting to see another alpha ever again until

The summer before my senior year of college was supposed to be simple: lose my virginity, avoid all unnecessary drama, and keep my mind focused on my future career far away from this small town. Easy enough. Too bad my newly emerged omega instincts have other plans and my first heat cycle hits me like a freight train with no brakes and zero respect for timing. What was supposed to be a one-time, anonymous hookup behind a glory hole has turned into a slick mess of heat haze, bad decisions, and way too much cuddling. Because the cocky, dirty-talking alpha on the other side of the wall?

Fleeing my father's cruelty, the wicked king who robbed me of a future, I face death in the streets, caught between a rebellion and a tyrant's reign. Captured by those sworn to kill me, the rebels remain blind to my true identity—the missing daughter of the despised king. Faced with an impossible choice, I stand before them: join the rebels or face their blades. Yet, Dacre, the son of the ruthless rebellion commander, becomes torn between suspicion and a desire that mirrors my own. He allows no one to touch me, tries to protect me, yet threatens me at every turn.

Saved from the streets as a child, Elora spent her adolescent years in the care of seven vampires. As time goes by and she enters adulthood, emotions evolve into something unexpected.

With one football legend, a feral cage fighter, the country's youngest Senator, and one seriously stern professor, the Thorne Pack couldn't be more intimidating, even without an omega to bond them. Which is probably for the best—with all their sharp edges, how could they ever take care of anything precious? Turns out, they may not have a choice. When happenstance hands them an omega who needs help, the bond is instant—and accidental. Now, they have to show her they're ready to fight for her heart, even if they lose everything else to win her over.