Lisi is a beautiful princess who is forced to marry a prince from a warring kingdom. Lisi is to be brought to her fiancé's castle to be wed. She expects a carriage and armed escort, but to her surprise, a centaur appears to escort her. Reluctantly, she hops on the centaur and rides to her new kingdom. She loves the feel of his chest and his movements between her legs as he gallops and he in turn loves her touch. When a thunderstorm erupts, the two must seek shelter and it's in there, within the confines of a cave, that woman and centaur truly can explore each other's body.

Leaving the carnage of a senseless war behind her, Lucca has deserted her command. She races for home and safety, knowing that there are soldiers behind her. If her pursuers catch her, they will execute her. The final leg of her journey takes her through a goblin-infested forest. The sounds of a battle pull her away from her path - seeing a centaur fighting off a goblin horde, Lucca leaps into the fray. The centaur, Elatus, is also a warrior, but he has left his home and his people because of their ritualized, never-ending warfare.

Avril, a patrician elf, is a beautiful maiden who is about to have her first sensual ride on her Pegasus, Rhyssӧn. Avril and Rhyssӧn are one when they ride, Avril's body slides against Rhyssӧn's muscular form and she can’t help but feel absolute pleasure. But all is not well in the kingdom and Avril must fight to protect it and her father from the growing enemy forces. It is only through the love and intimacy they share, that Avril and Rhyssӧn can possibly save the kingdom from certain doom.

A young woman and her friend go into the woods for a hike. On their walk they are assailed by three werewolves who take them deep into the woods for a night of hot sex.

With the kingdoms in disarray, a desperate King Rollan finds himself in possession of a weapon that could completely turn the balance of power; six baby dragons. Unfortunately, the only way of domesticating them is by first taming their wild sexual appetite.

Falling asleep by the pool was Margaret’s first mistake, but the late afternoon sun had felt so good. The growing shadows of dusk woke her, and her worries grew as the darkness surrounded her on the walk away from the forest lake. The sounds of someone following made her run, but there was no escape, and her panic was magnified a hundred-fold when she was trapped by the werewolf.

For my kind, to be without a mate is to be doomed. I know it is too late–all that awaits me is retirement and death, and I’ve embraced it. But when a suicide mission lands on my old boss’s desk, I’m the one he calls. Who better to tackle the mission in the deep, oppressive mines of my own ancestral homeland, if not an Arachnae already slated to die? And it’s not a rescue mission–he wants me to retrieve the corpse of a billionaire’s daughter kidnapped by a terrorist organization. Except our intel was wrong. She’s alive. Tortured and injured–but alive.

Lehana has served in the royal army with Erran ever since they first met in boot camp. Even though she is a bit scatterbrained, the ever tidy and conscientious Erran has stuck by her and kept her in line. For the longest time, she's harbored feelings for the strong, handsome male. There was only one thing holding her back - he was a centaur. Now trapped in a cave with a horde of angry goblins outside, Lehana confesses her feelings to her comrade-in-arms.

Vanya is one of the best horse handlers in her regiment. She trains and retrains warhorses, never expecting or wanting more. Until the night that a dragon is dragged into camp in chains. Used to training dangerous animals, Vanya is assigned to tame and train the dragon. She's never encountered a dragon before, but is told that only a woman can train a dragon. As she attempts to reach the wild creature, it resists every trick she knows. When it breaks free and traps her beneath it, it quickly becomes apparent why only a woman can train a dragon. Is Vanya willing to truly tame the dragon?

Meet Amy, a college senior, and Joe, her ex-Marine boyfriend. Amy and Joe have a great relationship - they have a lot in common, they work together, they're both in school, and the sex is out of this world. So why is Joe suddenly avoiding her? Where is he when he's not where he's supposed to be? Finally, Amy corners him and demands answers. Joe, all-American ex-Marine, tells Amy that he's a werewolf. When Amy demands proof, he shows her his wolf form, and then his wolf-man form. Can Amy accept Joe's animal half?

Being kidnapped by aliens is one thing. Being kidnapped by aliens and sent to a prison planet is something infinitely worse. Here in Haven’s prison system, I’m stranded among strangers, enemies, and the most ruthless criminals in the galaxy. There’s no safety for a human woman here, especially not one branded as a murderer. I’m doomed to a fate worse than death. Then, he decides I should be his. His name’s Jutari. He’s seven feet tall, blue, and horned.

Follow her adventures as she faces off against the Headless Horseman, anal-obsessed goblins, and a sexy witch who loves dominating naked sluts! Will Red be able to save the day with her epic sluttiness? Find out in Book 1 of this fun and sexy take on a classic fairytale!

Mommy and Daddy Breed the Virgin Babysitter: Making Babies, tells the story of a sexy 18-year-old virgin babysitter who catches the eye of the mother and father of the children that she watches. The loving parents decide to make a new family with the babysitter, and, of course, she obliges their wishes, and provides her body and various holes for everyone's enjoyment and subsequent impregnation!

Warning: This is a tale of beast sex. This story was written to unlock your darkest fantasies and innermost desires. It is not for the faint of heart and is not your mother's erotica. All of the sexual descriptions found in this book are very explicit in nature. It's not suitable for someone under 18 years of age. Read at your own risk.

Escaping from a constricted life and an unhappy marriage, Neris slips into the woods whenever she can on the pretext of gathering herbs. These stolen moments are her sole comfort until the day she finds a wounded orc in the woods. Unable to stand by and watch another suffer, Neris tends him, bringing him food and medicine, protecting him until he can tend himself. The orc allows the attention because he knows Neris better than she knows herself- he can scent her, knows that she smells ripe and wanton, that his presence fires her lust.