Títulos em Erótica

The last time I spoke was eight years ago when my best friend tried to kill me. I never dreamed my silence would break with a scream. Being sent to Chapel Crest after my new stepfather deemed me a heathen seemed like a blessing compared to staying with him and my mom. I was a mute demon in his eyes, and when the rod didn’t beat the evil out of me, he prayed Chapel Crest could. I envisioned the religious academy would become my sanctuary. I was wrong. So very wrong. Chapel Crest was an asylum moonlighting as a religious school.

Sometimes a woman likes to play games with the mind of a man. But sometimes those games are fun.

Kishawn is newly single and lonelier than ever. She has high standards that most men don’t meet. And she never thought she would crave the attention of the wrong younger man.

A collection of steamy, emotionally charged short stories where connection comes quickly — and lingers long after. They meet by chance. A lost dog. A rainstorm. A missed turn on a mountain trail. Brief moments — but they echo. Whispers Between Strangers is a thoughtfully crafted collection of short stories exploring those fleeting but unforgettable encounters that shift something inside us. Each story holds a pulse of tension and tenderness — a quiet breath before a kiss, a hand held too long, a parting without a name.

The past carries many secrets that are too heavy for our future. Things started to spiral when my best friend and I both fell for Aria Mitchell, a girl we saw reading in her bookstore in the middle of town. She seemed too good for our chaotic lives and complicated pasts. Plus, she doesn't seem like the type of girl who would agree to be shared by murderers. All we wished for was to make her ours for one night. One single taste of her, and she would be out of our system for good.

Ungebunden, bunt und zügellos. So lässt sich das Leben von Tegan am besten beschreiben. Dabei hat es die kreative Chaotin etwas übertrieben und muss nun in ihre kleine Heimatstadt in Neuseeland zurückkehren. An ihrem letzten Abend dort erlebt sie eine heiße Nacht mit einem Fremden. Na ja, zumindest fast. Obwohl sich Tegan nicht binden will, geht ihr der attraktive Typ nicht aus dem Kopf. Bei ihrem Bruder angekommen, glaubt sie, er und seine spießige Art wären ihr größtes Problem. Stattdessen kommt es zum Desaster: Die neue Liebe ihres Bruders ist ihr Fast-One-Night-Stand!

Baby, du bist in für eine Fahrt. Wenn Cami doch nur wüsste, worauf sie sich da eingelassen hat. Nicht, dass ich sie belehren würde, schließlich bin ich für den Spaß zuständig. Und wir werden Spaß haben. Jede Menge. Es ist nicht das erste Mal, dass Spencer und ich uns eine Frau teilen, doch ich will ja nicht gleich mit der Tür ins Haus fallen.

Previously published as m/m/f reverse harem by Laya West. I’ve been married to Jason for seven years, and the lust has gone stale. When I start to spend my days with our friend Derek, I found a soul mate in him. It just seemed like I could talk about anything to him. But then it turned sexual... What Derek and I thought was going to be a quickie between friends changed our lives forever. My husband Jason and I have grown cold, and it turns out that I need Derek's hot body more every day.

When Zachariah Blackwell caught me sneaking into his office to spy on the Obsidian Society, the brutal bastard bent me over his desk and belted my ass before claiming it even more roughly. Then my billionaire boss—the same man I've seen break another man's arm for daring to put his hands on me—told me he was in my house last night. Watching me writhe and moan in my sleep. Hearing me whisper his name as I slid my fingers beneath my panties. Knowing he was ripping my clothes off and ravaging me in my dreams.

What happens when a husband goes behind his wife's back and arranges her seduction by the kind of dominant alpha male she's always dreamed of? Everyone thinks Vaughn is a lucky guy with a beautiful wife like Lily. Little do they know. Not only is Vaughn a frustrated submissive husband with an unfulfilled longing for cuckold humiliation.

Laney is my everything. Her smile became my obsession and when someone else threatened to take her from me, take her innocence, I took him out of the picture. They separated us, in hopes that our desires would fade, but the longer we stayed apart, the stronger my obsession grew. I have one chance to show her what we could be, and if I have to slaughter everyone in my path to do so… so be it.

Another installment of Head for the Holidays; meet Jake Marley!

Nothing makes sense. In the space of one night, I’ve been forced from my life as a barmaid in England and dragged into a world of shifters and shadows. Now, a raven-haired stranger with piercing pink eyes and a presence that is both savage and seductive, is telling me, I must compete on some supernatural reality show; Fit for The Throne. Apparently, I am to pay for the sins of a father and mother I never knew and prove myself worthy. It’s an impossible feat no one expects me to win but I refuse to go down without a fight.

In Hold On to the Love: Forbidden Love, Stephen Moody weaves a scorching erotic romance sparked by a fevered dream. Roselyn, bound to a loveless marriage, locks eyes with Stefano, and a soul-deep spark ignites, a primal, spiritual connection that screams they’re fated. Their desire, raw and insatiable, defies every rule, pulling them into a whirlwind of stolen touches and whispered yearnings. This isn’t just lust; it’s a soulmate bond that sets their world ablaze.

Entre los planes de Cecily Kennedy no estaba una vida campestre, pero cuando su matrimonio infeliz da un giro violento, una amiga le ofrece trabajo y refugio en el rancho Wells. El día a día allí es duro de por sí, incluso sin que su nuevo jefe, Austin Wells, le envíe señales contradictorias. No obstante, Cecily tiene claro que no tiene adónde ir, y liarse con un ranchero callado no le va a traer más que problemas.

I used to think surviving the worst was the hard part. But no one talks about what comes after. Learning to trust. To breathe without flinching. To be held without expecting to break. My Alphas saved me. Claimed me. Wrapped me in the kind of love I never believed I'd have. Every day, I wake tangled in their arms with their scents on my skin and their bonds wrapped tight around my soul. And for the first time in years, I feel safe. Whole. Even happy.

I’m a monster DNA experiment and she’s everything my beasts want. I escape the hell that tortured me for months. I’m turned into something so dangerous and brutal; I don’t recognize myself. And when I feel a pull in my chest, I follow it not understanding why. I see her and possession takes over. Her beauty is addiction. And her smell? God…her scent….mmm… It drives me insane.

Being in control of her life is Enchantress Regine Marchand's mantra, and the role of Domme is the perfect way to do so. An accomplished equestrian, championship is in sight—no one will get in her way, not even an overbearing Dom who vows to take control.

Eric has been on campus for 4 years, dragging out his degrees as long as possible, but this is his last year on campus. He has had a variety of lovers, even a few gay flings. But this last semester he has only one goal before he graduates: a young gay lover!

Only their sick sexual hangups could bring young newlyweds Danny and Shirley Carpenter to the house at 9 Devil Lane. For it is here, in this musty old mansion, that the necromancer Madame Heles and her sensual assistant Tanya perform their strange rites of the erotic occult.