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From Bex Deveau and L. E. Eldridge comes a modern omegaverse where the games are competitive and the after dark streams are all access. Welcome to the Streamverse, see you in chat. I never wanted an alpha, until I met him . . . Jesse is the perfect boyfriend. Smart. Caring. Stupidly charming...

Emmabelle Penrose has cruised through life never needing a man, a plan that has worked stunningly well until about five minutes ago, when she decided she must have a baby. Devon Whitehall is 6’2” of premium DNA, financial security, and British royal titles. Best of all, he fears the one thing she dreads the most: getting hitched. Emmabelle figures it’s a no-brainer when Devon offers his services - sperm and involvement in her future child’s life.

Angel - I know what you're whispering in the car as you pass me by. Hitchhiker. When you see me walking along the side of the road with my thumb out, you'll probably keep driving without giving me a second glance. You probably think I'm foolish. Naïve. You might assume I've made some bad decisions. You might think I'm too young to be on my own. You might be right. Travis - I love my job, but driving an 18-wheeler comes with a certain stereotype. When you hear I'm a trucker, a specific image might come to mind. Uneducated. Dirty. Perverted. 

The holidays are coming...and these daddies can't wait to celebrate them with their boys! If you loved Firm Hand and Gentle Hand, you'll love this sweet, fluffy, and sexy holiday novella with your favorite daddies. Join daddy Rhys and Cornell from Firm Hand and daddy Brendan and Raf from Gentle Hand as they celebrate the holidays together in style...daddy-style. Featuring special mistletoe, the perfect Christmas tree, a snow storm, the best Christmas movies, the usual shenanigans you can expect, and all the warm and fluffy Christmas feels.

I’m a cold-blooded killer, a femme fatale with a long list of victims. My latest target being Cesare Montesano. I must kill him and his brothers to protect my innocent young daughter. He catches me in the middle of the mission, but I’m not scared. I might be his prisoner yet I’m not without weapons. And I will use every trick in the book to disarm him and escape.

Revenge is on the program at this year's Splatterfest convention! Horror authors, critics and fans from all over the world have gathered to share stories, enjoy each other's company, and to take part in the yearly Gross Out contest, a fan favorite. But some attendees have arrived with ulterior motives. Clay Kayden, whose story at the last in-person Gross Out contest got him "canceled," wants to tear down the convention from the inside. Moira Mead is desperate to impress her favorite horror director, who's promised to option a story based on the weekend's readings.

They call me Creep and they’re not wrong. I crawl under people’s beds to feel close to them. Tonight, my pick is a pretty blond twink with pink lips and blue eyes. My living fantasy. I meant to enjoy his company in secret, but I can’t just lie there and listen when his boyfriend gets violent. So I crawl out. And I kill the bastard. Now Angel’s a witness to my crime, so… I take him. I’ve never had a lover. Hell, I’ve never even kissed anyone. I’m twisted. Ugly. Unlovable. But now that I’ve tasted Angel, I can’t turn back. I need to make him mine.

At the Sissy Dollhouse men are captured by the beautiful dominatrix Tanya and turned into mind controlled transgender dolls using seduction, drugs, hypnosis, surgery, and hormones; then they are used as programmable prostitutes for fulfilling the fantasies of rich clients.

Everyone has a past, but mine is a storm that never stops chasing me. When my life goes up in flames by my own doing, I'm left with an impossible choice: lose everything I've built or hide out in a remote cabin with a killer. My plan is to rebuild the vacation home where my family once spent summers, hoping it will distract me from the chaos. But there's one major complication: my roommate is way too hot. And who is this too-hot roommate? My damn step-uncle. He's a convicted murderer with a history as dark as my own, and maybe this cabin isn't the only thing I'm desperate to repair.

Noah Milner is everything Lane is not: outgoing, confident, and completely secure with who he is. He's also temptation personified—something Lane's sheltered upbringing didn't properly prepare him for. Lane Blakely's quiet nature and perfectionism get under Noah's skin. There's something about him that makes Noah want to challenge his easily flustered new stepbrother at every turn.

Emma Bradley is trembling. And not because of the climate difference between England and Africa, where she’s just ended an 18-month stint teaching sports to kids. She’s about to see Vanessa again. Golden hair, luminous blue eyes, a smile to light up a room. The woman Emma loves. The woman she spilled her heart out to, then ran away to another continent to avoid a humiliating scene—because Vanessa is her best friend’s mum.

I’ve got a big...ego and an even bigger bank account. That’s pretty much where my bio ends. I don’t need to say anything else. I’ve just sold 99% of women on going home with me. Do I sound like a jerk to you? That’s because I am. It works for me just fine. Or at least it did. Until I met her. Books talk about sparks flying. Screw that. With her, it was like emergency flares mixed with jet fuel. Or maybe just straight up napalm. Only one problem. She wouldn’t tell me her name or her number when she disappeared from the hotel room after the hottest night of my life.

I never asked to be the queen of Hell, but now the crown burns against my skin—and every choice drips with sin. Lucifer, my devil of a husband, feeds me power kiss by kiss, lash by lash. Azrael, Death incarnate, tempts me with the brutal devotion only he can give. They both worship me. They both ruin me. And I can’t get enough. I won’t be made to choose.

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. 

We're not just broken, we're bonded. Pain carves our path. Obsession and darkness bind us. Love keeps us together. We both share trauma therapy can't fix. We're not just dangerous, we're deadly. And this time we'll bleed together. Call Me Freak Again is a dark stalker romance and psychological thriller. He's still possessive and just as deadly, but now the game has changed. This time, Dima and his Little Sparrow fight their demons together, even if it means unleashing new ones. This time, they aren't the prey– this time they're the predators.

Alayna Withers' relationship with Hudson Pierce has tested both her and his ability to trust. They decide that the only way they can move forward together is with open doors and transparency. It won't be easy for the scarred lovers, but they're committed to each other more now than ever. Alayna, in particular, has grown through their trials, and has emerged more confident and faithful to the man she loves. But while the pair is focused on the future, their past shows up again to threaten their fragile bond.

When Eve St. James married Alex McKay, she had her whole life ahead of her. They were the FBI's golden couple by day, but by night, Eve gave herself over to her husband's world of dominance and submission filled with pleasures she came to crave.

One hellish moment. One painful decision. And everything radically changed. Years later, I've adjusted to my new life as a P.I. when a long-bearded, red-headed guy walks into an alley. The same dark alley where I was having a talk with the armed men who were following me. The encounter is brief and bloody and ends with him winking at me as he drives away. My curiosity—and some tailing—brings us together again... or so I thought.

Their authoritative presence is felt before anything else. My heart skips a beat and my blood runs cold. They’re here. The voluminous cloaks cover their bodies entirely, and their faces are mostly concealed by their hoods. Standing with their broad shoulders squared and hands tucked behind their backs, they emanate sheer masculinity and dominance.

Jasper Jamenson's only responsibility to being the Beta of the Redwood Pack, second son of the Alpha, is to protect the Pack from themselves and the human world. After a century of selfless service, his brother's new found mating forced him into taking a good look into his life. He isn't sure he wants a mate, but fate may have other ideas.