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I used to have big dreams: finish college, make beautiful art, all while taking over my dad’s business. He wanted a legacy, and I wanted to give it to him. But his illness wasn’t part of the plan. Neither was his sudden need to keep me locked up in our mansion, safe and isolated. I want more from life, but could only spend my days waiting. Until one night, I came face-to-face with a street biker from a world far different from mine.

Engánchate a Fotografías de nuestras canciones, la apasionante novela de V. Nemar. Una historia cargada de emociones, deseo y decisiones imposibles que no podrás dejar de leer. Nara es única. Ella podrías ser tú. Sumérgete en estas páginas y encuentra tu propia historia. V. Nemar ha irrumpido con fuerza en la escena literaria. Esta novela contemporánea y erótica no solo te hará reír, llorar y suspirar, sino que también te hará sentir intensamente. ¡No te la pierdas!

I became the obsession of the most wicked man at court. I'd refused to follow the jester's devious rules, but from the moment his seductive touch heated my veins, he took my soul captive, and the good little princess became a royal outcast. Now I'm his to worship, and he's mine to rule. Instead of burning out, the passionate fire between us only blazes hotter. But while forbidden desire binds us together, kingdoms seek to tear us apart. A corrupt king threatens my claim to the throne. A cruel prince offers us a vicious bargain. And new traitors lurk in the shadows of our court.

Oli is not happy with his lot in life as a thrall, a slave to the noble family he has served since birth. If he believed in the old gods, he would curse them to their faces that a thrall is the most he could ever be. Few even worship the gods anymore, yet Oli is tasked with tending to their altar at the foot of the oldest tree in the nearby wood—where he is happy to defile it whenever the noble family's son wants him on his knees. After his most recent tryst, however, he learns how real the gods are.

Davis Guidry is Orleans University's starting rookie pitcher. He's handsome, charming, and an all-around flirt. After spending a hot, spontaneous night together, we can't seem to keep our hands off each other. Our no-strings fun comes crashing down when my overbearing brother, who happens to be Davis's biggest rival, catches us in action. Even that seems to only make the fire burn hotter when we're together.

Anya just wants to be left alone. Haunted by a dark past, the quiet omega has built a solitary life in her tiny apartment, finding solace in her art. Love, especially with a pack of alphas, is the furthest thing from her mind. Then three loud hockey players move in upstairs, turning her peaceful world upside down.

As the first woman to lead a werewolf pack in over a century, the chips are already stacked against me. To make matters worse, I take the reins right as moon sickness begins ravaging my people. When rival packs threaten a takeover, I know I have to make a move. So I enter the Firstborn Games, a competition that pits the most powerful immortals against each other. The Games can be brutal, but the champion receives an elixir that grants a single wish with zero limitations. I intend to win—and then use my prize to save my pack and silence my naysayers.

Do you absolutely need to see Max, Dex, and Darcy exchange vows? Want a front-row seat to the sexy chaos that ensues when Cal decides to raise money for the rainforests? Desperate for that spreader bar scene between Adam and Nat? Have you long harbored a suspicion that Anton's Terrible Twins will cause even more havoc as they get older?

Kept locked away for over a year, abused and dying inside, I'm nothing but a shattered omega trinket. The only bright spots in my days were when the Ghost came around, offering me the smallest bits of kindness and showing me that not everyone is as terrible as the monster who kept me locked up. When a fiery omega with more heart than I've ever seen rescues me, saving my life, I feel more off-kilter than ever. Her family offers me kindness and a home, and her brother and his pack make me feel like maybe I could find what she has.

My life was perfectly fine. Well, at least up until the night I found out my boyfriend was sleeping with half the damn town. With nowhere to go, I holed up in a motel with whatever I could fit in my car. But not even twenty-four hours after moving into said shit hole, a burly stranger breaks in wearing a skeleton mask. It couldn't get any worse, right? Wrong. Because now this masked man is demanding I move in with him until he gets what he wants—and the thing about cowboys and ranchers? They never back down from a challenge.

Ghost lied to his club to protect me, putting a target on both our backs. Trouble is… I didn't know I needed saving. Or that I was still being haunted by my past. Now, my loyalty to the Twisted Kings is in question, and the only man who can protect me is a tall, tattooed biker with a taste for revenge and a vow of abstinence.

I thought being forced to start over in my career was the worst thing that could possibly happen to me. That is, until that same night when I met a stranger in a bar. He was only meant to be a distraction from my spiraling mental state. Little did I know, he would unintentionally set me on a new path in life—before I disappeared, at least. I left, immediately regretting that I didn't get his name and would probably never see him again. Less than a year later, my new mentor passed away, leaving me nervous about what the future held once more.

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.

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I’m 99% sure that the boogie man is stalking me at night. Most mornings I wake up to find my bedroom covered in claw marks. He's even started stealing my underwear. The only thing keeping me safe from his malice is my enchanted locket. Nobody believes he exists—not even my coven, who think I’m crazy. When the other witches threaten to bind my magic, I set up a hidden camera. It turns out that he’s stunningly beautiful with intricate tattoos and black wings. He tries to reach me in my sleep, but my locket keeps him away.

Um ihre Miete zahlen zu können, jobbt die bezaubernde Germanistikstudentin Alina nebenher als Dienstmädchen in einem Luxushotel, in dem nur die Crème de la Crème verkehrt. Als sie plötzlich von einem ausgesprochen attraktiven, männlichen Hotelgast bei einer „Sache“ ertappt wird, die sie lieber nicht an die große Glocke hängen würde und für die es auch noch ein Beweisvideo gibt, hat der hübsche Kerl sie in der Hand. Für sein Schweigen verlangt er ihre Unterwerfung. Für Alina beginnt eine intensive Zeit männlicher Dominanz.

The arrival of four fallen angels at Edwin’s Castle heralds the final stage of the prophesied biblical apocalypse. The devastation left behind by the Woe Trumpets is only the beginning of the trials and tribulations to be faced by the Horsewomen in this explosive finale. Whilst War steps up to prepare for the biggest battle of her life, Death has her own demons to contend with, and there is far more to Famine than meets the eye.

My secret is out. My entire existence is shattered, and picking myself up again proves difficult. Leaving Rose behind for a new beginning is harder than I thought, but I need to try for a more independent me with a promising future. One that doesn’t involve the infuriating yet irresistible man who challenges me at every turn. Pushing me. Protecting me. Tempting me beyond any possible resistance. This is the lie I tell myself. Making good decisions—apparently—doesn’t come easily to me and this time, I’ve gone too far. This time, I’ve made a fatal mistake.

Feye finds herself ensnared in a life of relentless misery. At twenty, her parents have cruelly condemned her to marriage with a man twice her age, and infinitely darker in his cruelty. Feye breaks free from her husband's clutches, escaping into the Blackbriar Woods. As dawn breaks, the sounds of Charles's furious pursuit grow nearer, his rage palpable through the trees. In her frantic flight, Feye encounters Nox—a towering woodland monster with haunting black eyes and gnarled horns. Despite her fear, Feye sees him as her only chance of survival. Barriers between human and monster blur.

No choices. No questions. Only the lucky few are invited — and even fewer leave untouched. Inside these velvet-draped walls, appetite is sacred. Satin and lace. Tasting menus without cutlery. Courses where bodies are the plates, and pleasure is the feast. The Private Dining Room is a decadent collection of dominant erotic stories, where submission is celebrated, indulgence is expected, and surrender is its own exquisite art.