Big Peen

UPDATE: I am working on Book 4 & 5 now. Be watching for their release. Gailan and Lucas will have their stories told. Aliens are living among us unknown to us humans. Five Hot Alien Brothers to be exact. The Spencer Brothers, Gabriel, Mitchell, Chase, Gailan, and Lucas Book One- Her secret protector- She is single and pregnant and he is a hot single CEO. He has a secret. She now works for him and he wants her for himself.  Her life is in danger, he will do anything to protect her. Anything. (Gabriel & Alana's Story) Book Two- Property Damage- She is single and out of work. He is a hot CEO with a job offer. She damaged his pride and joy, 65 Mustang in a fender bender, and since she has no insurance. He has her working for the cost of the damage to his car. He has a secret and a reason for keeping her on at his company. Her fragrance calls to him, he knows she is his. (Mitchell & Kellie's Story) Book Three- Chasing Dreams- Chase Spencer has the same dream about the same woman. When he finally meets her, he begins to understand his ability to see the future. Now not only is he dreaming of her he can’t seem to get her out of his mind. The only thing is she doesn’t like him she only wants to be friends with benefits. Can he win her heart and find love? He will keep trying no matter what happens. He will win over the woman of his dreams. (Chase & Brianna's Story) (Stories with Gailan and Lucas as well as their mates, will come out later) Content Warning: Explicit love scenes. Guaranteed HEA with no cliffhangers. Intended for mature audiences. 18+

“You will start your duties as the chosen Alpha's Breeder, whether you like it or not,” he hisses at her as his anger rise even more. She braces herself and looks at him with her eyes dancing with mockery, “Let it be then, Alpha King Dantes. Bring me to the lair of any mateless Alpha and watch as he rips me off, listen as we moan, and never close your eyes as he thrusts into me so deep, fast, and repeatedly until we both gasp for air and shudder in ecstasy.” With his face burning with anger, the King of all Alphas snatches her waist and plunges her onto his right shoulder like a caveman. “You p*ss*d me off completely, Zeta! Wait for a moment and you will find yourself being ripped off, gasping for breath thereafter, and writhing in ecstasy as you reach your goddam peak!”

When the war started, the beasts slaughtered. Humans were nearly wiped out on the earth. Survivors were classified into three categories: free humans, Servants, and Slaves. Valerie Davis was captured as a slave for the crime her parents had committed to the beasts. She was taken to a slave shop after her parents were captured and executed. It was during the dry season when she was put in the display box and the Alpha came to investigate a disturbance in the slave market. She thought she was lucky to be unwanted because of the bizarre birth mark and her eye color. But when the Alpha’s gaze fell on her, he decided to buy her. ___________________________ Dystopian Paranormal Romance. Reverse-Harem. This story may include explicit sexual contents, traumas, and physical violence. Trigger warning will be put in advanc. Please read at your own risk. Daily Update!

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*

When I was a child, my grandma used to tell me stories. At the time, I never gave them much thought. Thinking they were just that… stories. Growing up, I soon realized that they weren’t lofty fantasies and fairy tales but memories of her past, memories of our ancestors before our world turned to sh*t. You see, what comes from legend, no matter how exaggerated the story becomes, there is always a sliver of truth. You just need to weed out the fiction from fact. My grandmother used to tell me stories of the Chosen One—the one who would save us all. When I was younger, I used to believe that what she said was true. Eventually, someone would be born, just as the Oracle predicted—someone who could save our souls and bind us back to our magic. Once I grew up and saw the world unfolding around me, I no longer believed in salvation. The chosen one seemed to be more of a prayer than reality. Some dream we wanted desperately to come true. Something in which we needed to find hope when there wasn’t any left. When our ancestors turned their backs on us, how were we expected to believe in this so-called salvation? Especially when all we witnessed was death and carnage ever since the great war. Nothing except pain and poverty. I used to believe the stories and used to pray for the mysterious chosen one that would rid our world of its evil. Now, though, I see it for what it really is, just a dream of hope. Some out of reach fairy-tale. A story to create hope. Hope is dangerous; it makes you believe things will get better. I stopped hanging on to hope when I witnessed firsthand that it caused nothing but heartache.