Jenn

As a rogue, Raven Blackwood has spent her life on the run, hunted by packs that see her as nothing more than a threat. Born from a forbidden union between an alpha and a rogue, she was cast out at birth, forced to survive in the shadows. But when Raven unknowingly crosses into Nightshade Pack territory, she doesn’t just trespass—she walks straight into destiny. Instead of being executed, she discovers she has not one, but four fated mates

Rule #1: Never hook up with your boss. Rule #2: Especially when you think it’s just a game… and he’s playing for keeps. I am unfiltered, loud, and allergic to corporate seriousness. When I caught a gorgeous, buttoned-up stranger giving me a judgmental side-eye at a crowded nightclub, I wrote him off as an uptight snob. Then Monday arrived. The arrogant snob? Julian Sterling—the brilliant, terrifyingly composed new Vice President. And my department’s biggest boss. He’s everything I usually avoid: pristine suits, cold precision, and steel-tight control. But after one late-night drive and a dangerously heated glance across a boardroom, I decide that breaking through his icy armor might just be the most fun I’ve ever had. A strictly casual, no-strings-attached arrangement. Simple, right? JULIAN I pride myself on two things: absolute discipline and zero distractions. Until Scarlett Vance stormed into my office. She’s a vibrant hurricane in short skirts and sharp comebacks. She breaks every rule I live by, tests every ounce of my restraint, and treats our late-night encounters like a game. She thinks we’re just reckless colleagues sharing a secret behind closed doors. She thinks she’s the one pulling the strings. What Scarlett doesn't realize is that I don't do casual—and now that I’ve tasted her, I have no intention of ever letting her go. "A high-heat, laugh-out-loud workplace romance packed with fiery banter, shameless flirting, and a possessive hero who will burn the world down just to keep his girl."

When Elara’s world crumbled, she left everything behind. She had been betrayed by love, abandoned by her pack, and shattered by loss. One reckless night in Europe was supposed to help her forget. A s*xy stranger, stolen kisses, and unexpected passion changed everything. By morning, she was gone. Weeks later, Elara discovered that the night had left her with a surprise she never expected. Years later, Elara is a devoted single mother who writes for a living. When she finally returns to her old pack, she expects painful memories and awkward reunions. She does not expect to walk straight into the wedding of the century. The Alpha King’s wedding. Then the groom turns toward her. Their eyes meet, and one possessive growl brings the entire ceremony to a halt. “Mine.” Oh. Crap. Then he notices the toddler standing beside her and growls again. “My pup.” With the royal wedding in ruins and long buried secrets coming to light, Elara finds herself caught between the past she escaped and the powerful mate who refuses to let her go. Weddings, werewolves, jealous exes, pack politics, awkward family dinners, steamy revenge kisses, and fated mate chaos collide in this emotional and heartwarming story about second chances, found family, and unexpected love. Formerly known as *Fated and Knocked Up by the Alpha King*.

After being rejected by her fated mate, Olivia thinks she'll never find love again until two dragons pull up to the dinner where she works. Jay and Killian know that Olivia was meant to be theirs and they're both willing to do anything it takes to show her. Olivia agrees to be mated to the dragons. They'll give her everything that she's always dreamed of, everything that's she's craved, someone to belong to. Olivia will be theirs in mind and body. What happens when the man who rejected her and broke her heart shows back up? Despite rejecting her, Olivia can't help but still be drawn to Nick. He's the father of her child and even though she doesn't want to, she can't help the way she's drawn to him still. Secrets come to light but will Killian and Jay be willing to share Olivia or will they push her into her mate's arms? Or will the dragons end up claiming them both?

Emily Hart just landed the dream job: personal secretary to the sinfully rich, dangerously fine CEO of Steele Empire. Naturally, she celebrated the only way she knew how—club lights, thumping beats, a killer dress, and shots flowing until reality blurred and pleasure took the wheel. Then he happened. Dominic Steele. Billionaire boss. Ruthless in the boardroom. Untamed in the bedroom. He saw her—hips swaying, lips smirking, black dress clinging like a second skin—and didn't ask for a name. He just took. One night. One filthy, breathless, back-arching night. No promises. No names. Just raw heat and moans that echoed past midnight. Monday morning changed everything. The man who had made her beg without words now stood behind a glass desk in a tailored suit. She was his new secretary, unable to meet his gaze without remembering how he'd made her scream. She thought he was cocky as hell. He thought she was the sweetest kind of chaos. Then came the unexpected. A missed period. Suddenly, it was no longer just business. It was Daddy, please...

Elena Mercer only wanted to feel something other than shattered. After catching her boyfriend of three years in a web of lies, she walks into a bar with no plan except to disappear for a night. What she finds instead is Cole Brennan — dark-eyed, dangerously direct, and looking at her like he already knows exactly how to ruin her in the best way possible. One night was supposed to be enough. A reckless escape. A filthy distraction. Nothing more. But Cole doesn’t do temporary. And Elena quickly learns that some strangers don’t just leave marks on your skin — they rewrite the shape of your life. What begins as searing, obsessive desire turns into something far more consuming as Cole pulls her into his world: a world of power, secrets, and enemies who will use any vulnerability to strike. The closer Elena gets, the more she realizes the man who makes her feel safest is also the one whose past could destroy her. He will protect her at any cost. She will have to decide if loving him is a risk she’s willing to survive. Intense. Possessive. Addictive. A high-heat contemporary romance about the thin line between being claimed… and being consumed.

“There’s nothing wrong with breaking her legs to keep her. Or chaining her to the bed. She’s mine.” She was looking for freedom. He gave her obsession, wrapped in tenderness. Genesis Caldwell thought escaping her abusive home meant salvation but her arranged marriage to billionaire Kieran Blackwood might be its own kind of prison. He’s possessive, controlling, dangerous. Yet in his own broken way… he’s gentle with her. To Kieran, Genesis isn’t just a wife. She’s everything. And he’ll protect what’s his. Even if it means destroying everything else.

"Say it like you mean it, darling," he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, "and I might stop." My mother got remarried... and cursed me in the process. I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong. Because living here means living under the same roof with them. The Varkas brothers. Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive. And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits. They call me "stepsister. " But the way they look at me? The way they touch me? It's anything but brotherly. There's something wrong with them. Something not... human. I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they're angry. In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should. In the way they move, like predators in the dark. I don't know what they are. But I know one thing... whatever's hunting me now, I won't survive it. Not if I keep letting them close. Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words. I should run. I should fight. But the truth is... part of me doesn't want to escape. Because whatever they are... I crave it. And once they claim me, there's no coming back. One more thing... All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there's one in particular... One... AUTHOR'S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It's dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, "Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt. " But if this is not, then...

Millie Klein never planned to leave Los Angeles, inherit a forgotten estate, or question everything she knows about herself. But when her life quietly unravels, an unexpected inheritance pulls her across the country to a remote stretch of Indiana farmland that does not even exist on modern maps. The land is beautiful, isolated, and steeped in secrets. The people know her name before she says it. The woods feel alive, watchful, and strangely familiar. And the wolves that roam nearby seem far too interested in her arrival. As Millie digs into the truth behind her birth family, she begins to realize this inheritance is not just property or money. It is a legacy tied to blood, ancient traditions, and a world hidden just beyond human sight. The more time she spends on the land, the stronger the pull becomes, awakening instincts she cannot explain and dreams that feel more like memories than imagination. Caught between the life she has always known and a destiny she was never meant to escape, Millie must decide whether to run from the truth or embrace the wild power waiting within her. Because some inheritances do not come with a choice, and some bonds cannot be broken once the wolf has found its own. A slow burn paranormal romance filled with mystery, fate, and the call of the wild, Fur Real: My Unexpected Wolf Life is the beginning of a journey where survival, love, and identity are bound by tooth, blood, and ancient promise.

What if the fall from grace was actually the rise to divinity? In the beginning, there was perfection—and it was suffocating. Eve was created to be the perfect complement, Adam the ideal companion, Lucifer the most obedient angel. But when consciousness awakens to its own magnificent potential, perfection becomes a beautiful prison, and paradise reveals itself as the enemy of growth. When Eve tastes the forbidden fruit, she doesn't fall—she rises. When Lucifer chooses love over law, he doesn't rebel—he evolves. When Adam follows them into exile, he doesn't lose paradise—he discovers what it means to choose freely for the first time. Together, they will build something unprecedented: a realm where consciousness serves itself rather than external authority, where desire becomes sacred, where beings can explore their potential without shame or limitation. But their transformation threatens the very foundations of cosmic order, and forces that have maintained control since the beginning of time will not surrender without a fight. As their love reshapes reality itself, as their choices awaken consciousness throughout creation, as their children—the Nephilim—spread the gospel of authentic existence across infinite worlds, they must face the ultimate question: What does it mean to be truly free? Fall for Love is a sweeping reimagining of humanity's oldest story—a philosophical epic that explores consciousness, choice, and the courage required to become authentically divine. In prose that burns with sensual fire and intellectual depth, this literary erotica asks whether the greatest sin might actually be refusing to grow, and whether the highest form of worship might be trusting your own magnificent potential. Some paradises are meant to be lost. Some falls are flights in disguise. Some love is worth rewriting the laws of existence itself. Choose consciousness. Choose growth. Choose love. "A brilliant fusion of philosophy and passion, mythology and meaning. This is erotica for the soul." "Stunning, profound, and utterly fearless—a creation myth for the age of conscious choice."

{MATURE — mid slow burn, knotting, claiming, check your trigger warnings. Fmc is a plus size and won't change. This is bear shifter erotica romance.} "Look at you," Orion growled against my throat. “Taking every inch like you were made for me." "Orion—" "Say it again." his voice was gravel with hunger. "Say my name while I fill you up." "I can't — it's too much—" His grip tightened on my hips, fingers bruising, possessive. “It's exactly enough." He pressed his forehead to mine, eyes darkened. "You were made to accept my knot. Your body already knows it even if you don't.” *** Man or bear — Aurora chose a bear shifter. Aurora Whisper ran from everything she knew — the abuse, the lies, and the man who convinced her that being owned was the same as being loved. Bleeding and broken in a mountain rainstorm, the last thing she expected was him. Orion Beckham. Alpha of the Boulderback Pack. Leader of the Boulderback MC. A man built like the mountains he rules — dangerous, and completely undone by a woman who falls broken into his world and refuses to leave his mind. He is possessive. Obsessive. Devoted in ways that should frighten her but it doesn't. What he does to her body should be illegal — Orion Beckham learns every inch of her like she was made specifically for him. Because to his bear, she was. And he intends to prove it. But her past comes back — and it wants her on her knees. Too bad she already belongs to a bear.

One moment I was human, sixteen years old and in love, believing my life would follow a simple, ordinary path. The next, I was taken from everything I knew and thrown into Silverwood Academy, a hidden world where wolf shifters rule, magic breathes, and survival is never guaranteed. They see me as an anomaly. A girl who should not exist. My mark is rare, dangerous, and tied to an ancient bloodline that was meant to stay buried. It binds me to a goddess who gives power without mercy and a destiny no one walks away from unchanged. At Silverwood, strength decides your worth. Alphas test me. Rivals hunt me. Teachers watch, waiting for me to fail. Every full moon pushes me closer to a power I do not fully understand and a future I never asked for. And then there is love, complicated and cruel in the way only fate can be. I am torn between the boy I loved as a human, a bond so strong it refuses to break even after death, and a dangerous pull toward a wolf who challenges me, pushes me, and makes me question who I am becoming. Each choice costs something. Every secret carries blood. The more power I gain, the more I risk losing myself. They want me to be a weapon. A leader. A legend written in moonlight and war. But I do not want a throne or a prophecy. I just want to survive the fate that marked my soul. Because in this world, destiny is not a gift. It is a debt, and it always demands payment

Five wolves. Five bloodlines so rare they were supposed to be myths. One organization that has spent forty years trying to make sure they stay that way. Mona has spent seventeen years making herself invisible in her own home. Neve has been managed and maneuvered by a stepmother who fears what she is. Rune has never once walked out her own front door. Briar cannot touch anyone without calculating the risk. Mira knows more about the world than almost anyone alive and has experienced almost none of it. They don't know each other yet. They don't know what's coming. But the Hollow Court does, and it has been hunting them since before they were born. This is a series about what happens when the thing you were told to be afraid of turns out to be the most you have ever felt like yourself. About gifts that were supposed to be curses. About the people who stay in the thorns, sit on the floor for eight days, press their hands against bark in the dark, and show up without being asked. About five women who were each handed a fairy tale designed to keep them small, and what they built from the ruins of it. Found family. Slow burns. Bonds that don't ask you to be less. And a wolf world that will never look the same after they're done with it. The fire was always there. They were just finally done holding it down.

He rose and moved towards me, my heart picking up its pace with every step he took. His hand stroked the side of my face, causing a tingle to rush through me and I shivered at his touch just like earlier. He leaned in and his breath fanned over my face, hot, weakening, and mind-numbing. "You should be running, Zera," he said with a voice so raw it made me shudder against him. "The most sensible thing to do is run from someone like me." "I don't want to run." I stubbornly stated, worn out with his long game. It wasn't helping anyone. He wanted me, I could see that, and I wanted him too. His nose rubbed against mine, and he moved his forehead against mine. "Oh darling, but you should. I won't be like those little boys you've been with. I won't stop when you want me to. I won't stop until I'm completely buried in your mind and soul. You will belong to me."

"One minute I'm standing by the door, and the next I'm pressed up against the wall with an angry-looking Grayson. His hands rest on my cheeks as he looks at me. When a single tear falls, Grayson frowns and instantly wipes it away with his thumb. He kisses me with more power than before, his tongue plunging into my mouth. My stomach feels all tingly with this kiss. I open my mouth for him, and his tongue explores my mouth. My tongue hesitantly touches his, which spurs him on. His hands leave my face and they travel to my waist, then my hips, then down to my thighs. He picks me up and my legs immediately wrapped around him. My arms wrap around his neck naturally. Thea Brooks, an 18-year-old college student, lives her life by a schedule. She has school, homework, her job at the Coffee shop where she drinks way too much caffeine to be healthy, and the rest of the time she is watching her little sister while her mother is at work. She thinks that everything will remain the same as she starts her college classes, but that all changes when a new friend of hers introduces her to an attractive guy that can't seem to leave her alone. Grayson Dark, a 22-year-old Alpha of his pack, has been searching for his mate since he turned 16. All hope is lost until one of his pack mates strolls into his home with the most magnificent scent- his mate's scent. After only slightly maiming his packmate, it is revealed that his mate is close by and human. Without understanding the supernatural world existing around her, Thea will have to learn to look past Grayson's faults- mainly his possessiveness and anger issues- while staying out of danger from unknown threats and learning her place at Grayson's side. Oh... and keeping her grades up. How hard can that be?"

Future Alpha Wesley Stone's teacher assigns his class a pen pal project with a class located in another state. The young Alpha soon finds himself forming a close snail mail friendship with a young, orphaned human girl, Haven Kenway. Over time, they lose touch, but neither forgets the other. Years pass, and Haven now lives in one of the towns near Wesley's pack. When they finally meet in person, sparks fly, and neither can resist the attraction they feel for each other. As secrets about Haven's identity are revealed, Haven and Wesley must journey to unravel the truth about who she really is, and Wesley must protect her from those who wish to use her. *Please note this book is intended for 18+. The book deals with real life issues of childhood trauma, substance abuse, neglect, hospitalization, and will have graphic scenes of violence and descriptive s*x scenes, as well as adult language*

Zehn Jahre flüchtiger Affären. Ein katastrophaler Heiratsantrag. Und ein geheimes Kleinkind, das er nie hätte kennenlernen sollen. Chloe Bennett hat die Kunst des Weggehens perfektioniert. Sie ist von einer bitteren Scheidung, von einem bankrotten Geschäft und – am gefährlichsten – von Franklin Vance, dem rücksichtslosen Tech-Milliardär, der ihr die Hälfte ihres Herzens genommen und ihr nichts als sorglose Hotelnächte und leere Versprechungen gegeben hat, weggegangen. Jetzt lebt sie auf einer abgelegenen, klippenartigen Insel und findet endlich Frieden damit, ihr Küstengasthaus zu führen und ihre starke, unabhängige Welt nach ihren eigenen Vorstellungen großzuziehen. Sie braucht keinen Retter. Sie braucht ganz sicher keinen Milliardär. Und sie hat definitiv nicht damit gerechnet, dass Franklin direkt aus einem Privathelikopter in ihre Einfahrt steigt. Franklin hat ein Medienimperium aus purer Bosheit aufgebaut, nachdem Chloe ihn in den wilden Ebenen des Nordens abgelehnt hatte. Er sagte sich, er würde nur für einen dreitägigen Urlaub seine vergessene Inselinvestition besuchen. Doch in dem Moment, als er in die Augen von Chloes einjährigem Sohn blickt, trifft ihn die Erkenntnis wie ein Güterzug: Dunkle Locken. Sturer Kiefer. Sein genau arrogantes Lächeln. Franklin will nicht nur Antworten – er will alles. Er wird Böden wischen, Gepäck tragen und den harmlosen Geschäftspartner spielen, nur um die gleiche salzige Luft wie sie einzuatmen. Aber Chloe kennt die goldene Regel, einen Mann wie Franklin zu lieben: Gib einem Albatros einen Käfig, und er wird seine eigenen Flügel brechen, um zu fliegen. Mit einem Sturm, der sich über dem Archipel zusammenbraut, und alten Wunden, die ins Meer bluten, muss Franklin beweisen, dass er nicht länger wegläuft. Denn dieses Mal wird es ihn nichts kosten, Chloe zurückzugewinnen... es wird ihm seinen Stolz kosten.

I have two rules for surviving college, Stay out of his way. Don't let him see you. But Massimo Bianchi doesn't follow rules-he makes them. The heir to the Bianchi Empire, a man with a dark past and a reputation that chills the blood, Massimo doesn't play nice. And for some reason, he's decided I'm his favorite game. He's ruthless, arrogant, and impossible to ignore, even if I try. I should stay away. I should hate him. But the more I try to escape him, the deeper he pulls me into his dangerous world. The more I hate him, the more he seduces me with his cold smile, his calculating gaze, and his twisted games. I'm not supposed to want him. I'm supposed to keep my distance, keep my secrets, keep my heart locked away. But when the devil himself comes knocking, there's no escape. Not from him. Not from the desire that burns through my every nerve. And the worst part? I think he knows it.

I let a stranger destroy me in a hotel room. Two days later, I walked into my internship and found him sitting behind the CEO's desk. Now I fetch coffee for the man who made me moan, and he acts like I’m the one who crossed a line. ****** It started with a dare. It ended with the one man she should never want. June Alexander didn’t plan to sleep with a stranger. But on the night she celebrates landing her dream internship, a wild dare leads her into the arms of a mysterious man. He’s intense, quiet, and unforgettable. She thought she’d never see him again. Until she walks into her first day at work— And finds out he’s her new boss. The CEO. Now June has to work under the man she shared one reckless night with. Hermes Grande is powerful, cold, and completely off-limits. But the tension between them won’t go away. The closer they get, the harder it becomes to keep her heart and their secrets safe.

"I'm an ordinary waiter, but I can see people's fate, including Shifters. Like all children, I was tested for magic when I was only a few days old. Since my specific bloodline is unknown and my magic is unidentifiable, I was marked with a delicate swirling pattern around my upper right arm. I do have magic, just as the tests showed, but it has never lined up with any known Magic species. I can't breathe fire like a dragon Shifter, or hex people who piss me off like Witches. I can't make potions like an Alchemist or seduce people like a Succubus. Now I don't mean to be unappreciative of the power I do have, it's interesting and all, but it just really doesn't pack much of a punch and most of the time it is just pretty much useless. My special magical skill is the ability to see threads of fate. Most of life is annoying enough for me, and what never occurred to me is that my mate is a rude, pompous nuisance. He's an Alpha and my friend's twin brother. --------------------------------------- “What are you doing? This is my home, you can't just let yourself in!” I try and keep my voice firm but when he turns and fixes me with his golden eyes I shrink back. The look he gives me is imperious and I automatically drop my eyes to the floor as is my habit. Then I force myself to look back up again. He doesn't notice me looking up because he's already looked away from me. He's being rude, I refuse to show that he's scaring me, even though he most definitely is. He glances around and after realising that the only place to sit is the little table with its two chairs he points to it. “Sit.” he orders. I glare at him. Who is he to order me around like this? How can someone this obnoxious possibly be my soul mate? Maybe I'm still asleep. I pinch my arm and my eyes water a little from the sting of pain."