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I am sure you already know how formulaic and boring most erotic short stories are. Ever wondered why? The reason is the people writing them don’t really know what it’s like to go down and dirty. They write from imagination and not from experience. I always say – experience speaks louder than words spun merely out of one’s imagination. You’ll realize the truth of this statement as I take you along on an orgasmic ride with these short stories.

He’s a cruel man, and he’s taking me against my will. Bar tending at the Devil’s Alpha bar was supposed to be temporary. Until my brother got in too deep with the MC that runs it. Now I’m stuck in this dead-end job in the worst part of Chicago. Until a fated night, where things take a darker turn. The night a tall and gorgeous stranger enters the bar. He sticks out like a sore thumb, with his designer suit and expensive watch. Axel is making a deal with the Morrone family. The man is the eldest son, Massimo Morrone, heir to the Morrone mafia throne.

Since the Final War, I’ve been doing just fine. I have a lovely cave, a darling vegetable patch, forest views . . . and if loneliness sometimes squeezes my aching heart, well, my books have always kept me company. That is, until a pack of hunters chase me from my home and right into the arms of several rather large, rather brutish ex-Army Rangers. And those brutes have the nerve to make me the rudest offer I’ve ever heard. Their protection—for my body.

Jamie is jobless and down to her last dollar, living in squalor with only a cat to keep her sane. On the day of an important job interview she's spotted by Etta Coleman, the smart and striking billionaire bachelorette who tears through assistants like cheap tissues. Etta wants her. To be her assistant. To be her submissive. For six months all Jamie has to do is be at Etta’s beck and call. In the office, in the boardroom... and in the bedroom.

Sexy. Passionate. Mysterious. Brie Bennett’s life becomes an exotic adventure as a newly collared submissive. Heated Russian encounters, seductive nights bound in rope, kinky birthday fun... Brie is living out her favorite fantasies in the loving arms of her new Master - but darkness lurks in the shadows.

What the hell is Dominic Capelli doing in my club? Best guess, he wants revenge. I did shoot his father, after all. And, yeah, he’s looking at me like he wants to hurt me. The thing is … I’m very much into that. I know it’s a bad idea to play with him, but bad ideas are my favorite kind. And he's so very, very sexy.

The last time I ignored the red flags, I almost died. Waking up in a body bag tends to put things into perspective. My scars are a reminder to stay in my lane. I don’t take risks. I don’t take candy from strangers. I don’t leave my doors unlocked, and I never, ever play with monsters. Until Kenzo, my next red flag. With his sinful looks and wicked mouth, he’s a silver-tongued devil in disguise, and my one-way ticket to hell.

Brie returns home from her whirlwind honeymoon carrying a precious secret. Married life with her Master is pure bliss - until misfortune strikes. In the midst of the turmoil, Brie collides head-on with a person bent on destroying her. Master Anderson and Tono Nosaka come to the rescue, but will their protection be enough to save her?

The more she fights me, the more I want her. That beautiful, sassy mouth of hers makes me want to push her to her knees and dominate her. I'm a Russian arms dealer and she's an innocent college student who doesn't even know she belongs to me yet, but that will change when I yank those skimpy shorts down and spank her bright red. I will teach her not to show off what is mine. Then I will make her scream my name. I had no right to take her, but I dare you to try to take her from me.

Love. The most powerful force in existence, but also the most ruthless. Cunning and deceptive. Man’s greatest Achilles heel. Leaving all who embrace it weak and vulnerable. At least that’s how Dom-for-hire Max Kelley sees it, after the love of his life knocked him on his ass. A brutal blow that not only stole his breath, but decimated his ability to trust. Turning him cold and cynical. The TKO he never saw coming. Love. A mistake Max won’t ever make again.

I've lived a carefully cultivated life on a quiet suburban cul-de-sac. My anonymity and meticulous routine are all by design. No one knows of the monster that lurks inside me, this insatiable urge to commit murder, that thrives just beneath my pastel sweater vests and buttoned-up demeanor. No one, that is, until my tiny menace of a neighbor comes along and ruins everything.

Get lost in the romance that awaits Brie Bennett when her Italian dom plans the wedding of the century for his cherished and submissive bride. But her aster has kept something from Brie that threatens their future. A trap is being laid that is so shocking, it will rock their very foundation.

Callum Walker kills people for a living. Although he doesn't get a say in who his boss puts on his list, he likes to hunt people who hurt children in his spare time. After a misunderstanding that leads Callum to believe Ryan Fairview—a local funeral director—is responsible for hurting one of the neighbourhood children, he finds his next target. However, Ryan isn't like other morticians. He can see dead people. So, when Callum breaks into Fairview Funerals ready to kill him, Ryan is shocked to find that his would-be murderer is haunted by all the people he's killed.

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.

I thought I had it all. I’m beautiful, smart, and I know exactly how to get what I want. As a legacy of the most popular sorority on campus, I was thrilled to rush with my best friend, Blair. Then, I met Tyler. My one-night-stand who kept coming back for more. He’s charming and just so happens to be rushing the hottest fraternity on campus, Alpha Chi. I was happy. Until I wasn’t. I stumbled upon something I shouldn’t have, and now I’m paying the price.

He was never supposed to see her. She was never supposed to survive. Emily’s life has always existed in the shadow of the dead. Working at her family’s funeral home, she thought she knew secrets. But nothing prepares her for the night she discovers what really happens after midnight—or the man who’s been watching her from the dark. Ruarc is a killer with a code. Ruthless, disciplined, and loyal only to his criminal family. But the moment he sees Emily, something shifts. She’s meant to be leverage—an unwilling pawn in a dangerous game of betrayal and revenge. Instead, she becomes his obsession.

Welcome to the fifth volume in the Sex Slaves series by Mars Audio Books - Sex Slaves 5: Rough Love. This compilation comprises more stories of exotic slave-training compounds, abduction and forced submission, of a life of sexual servitude - where you must serve your master well...or else suffer the punishing consequences.

Christmas Eve. She walks into a bar. He sits beside her. No names. Just heat. When he says he's the scariest one here, she only wants him more. Morgan simply needs to escape her family and disappear into a stiff drink for the night. Then a sexy silver fox offers the kind of distraction she should refuse, but going home sounds like torture—and not the sexy kind. A filthy age gap, dark romance Christmas novella, Krampus Kruk unwraps what happens when you go home with a stranger—and discover he's no Santa, but the devil of Christmas himself.

I'm stuck in an uptown lobby while my dreams of making it as a model in New York hang by a single thread. Meanwhile, Olivier Arnaud lives his best life as a useless socialite, flaunting his wealth, his looks, and his privilege. His gaze taunts, and his nightly, condescending smirks burrow deep beneath my skin where I simmer with bitterness and hate. The day he asks me to deliver his mail directly to his twelfth-floor penthouse, he makes it personal, and the thread snaps—violently. With my hand around his neck, I feel alive for the first time in months.

The worldwide phenomenon continues as Eva and Gideon face the demons of their pasts and accept the consequences of their obsessive desires… From the moment I first met Gideon Cross, I recognized something in him that I needed. Something I couldn’t resist. I also saw the dangerous and damaged soul inside - so much like my own. I was drawn to it. I needed him as surely as I needed my heart to beat. No one knows how much he risked for me. How much I’d been threatened, or just how dark and desperate the shadow of our pasts would become.