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Could you master the minotaur billionaire?

I’m not a dominatrix. I’m just a single mom struggling to pay the bills and raise my two kids. But when my sister, Kalli signs up as an escort for a demon and ends up with a billionaire demon boyfriend, I can’t help wondering if I should re-think my work situation.

I’m not looking for a boyfriend, but if the huge, handsome, rich minotaur wants to pay to get on his knees for me, I’d have to be stupid to turn that down, right?

Jarradek is a politician with a he’s bored of girls who want to fawn over him. He’s looking for something more!

Controlling him is such a rush. Every time this powerful monster submits to me, it gives me back something I never even knew I was missing. He can’t be caught seeing an escort weeks out from the election, but he can’t stay away. What happens when people find out the guy who wants to be in charge of the city just wants me to tell him what to do?

Could you master the minotaur billionaire?

I’m not a dominatrix. I’m just a single mom struggling to pay the bills and raise my two kids. But when my sister, Kalli signs up as…

We’re only faking, so what happens when I’m really falling for the gorgeous kraken billionaire? I’ve lost my job and my rent is overdue. So when a monster billionaire offers to pay me to come to his sister’s wedding as his fake girlfriend, I’d be crazy to turn him down. Gudroshcruka is a kraken, but that doesn’t bother me at all. In fact, the more time we spend together, the more I find my heart and…other parts, entangled. And it’s not just about the way he can’t seem to keep his tentacles off me! Rosh looks at me as though I’m special. No one’s ever looked at me that way before. He isn’t looking for anything serious, though. Every time we get close, he pulls away. Can I convince him to keep me around when the weekend is over?

We’re only faking, so what happens when I’m really falling for the gorgeous kraken billionaire? I’ve lost my job and my rent is overdue. So when a monster billionaire offers to…

Would you make a deal to be used by a unicorn… and his herd?

I've got a secret and I haven't told a I'm pregnant to my deadbeat ex-husband and thousands of dollars in debt.

So when the chance comes up to become an escort with Monstrous Deals, I jump at it. After all, it sounds like my dream job. I wear pretty lingerie, I flirt and serve drinks and the perks are I can play with a whole herd of unicorns if I want to? Sign me up!

I'm in my ho era, OK. Gotta have fun while I can.

Only one of the herd won't stop watching me. Stirling is big and strong and hung like a horse! During the party he makes my pleasure the main attraction and I'm absolutely swooning.

But when he tells me I'm his bond mate and he wants me to join his herd, I run a mile. I'm not looking for anything serious. Not again. Besides, there's no way he'll stick around when he learns my secret.

Would you make a deal to be used by a unicorn… and his herd?

I've got a secret and I haven't told a I'm pregnant to my deadbeat ex-husband and thousands of dollars in debt.…

Would you make a deal to dominate the werewolf at full moon?

Maurice is a lone wolf. Rejected, half-feral at full moon. Unable to control himself when he goes into heat.

That's not what scares me.

Even as a beast, he's a very good boy. All that need gets channeled into pleasing me. You see, we've met before: one night a year ago when I ran from the way he looked at me as if I was his whole world. As if he was mine.

He can't be mine. Because if he was, he'd be in danger too.

When he begs me to see him through just one more full moon, my heart gets the better of me and I give in. Snowed in at his cabin in the woods, I'm finding out just how hard it is to resist his relentless optimism, his goofy charm and his huge knot.

Would you make a deal to dominate the werewolf at full moon?

Maurice is a lone wolf. Rejected, half-feral at full moon. Unable to control himself when he goes into heat.…

Would you make a deal to dance for a grumpy gargoyle?

I’ve got big dreams of a career on the stage. Unfortunately dreams don’t pay the bills. Working as an exotic dancer for a mysterious monster client sure beats being groped by some of the sleezy humans I’ve danced for.

Performing alone on a rooftop for a statue sounds strange, sure. Then the statue comes alive and turns into a huge, sweet protective gargoyle. My dance frees William from his rocky prison, but he tells me if I don’t stop, he’ll have no choice, but to claim me forever. Beneath the rough, stony exterior, my powerful gargoyle mate has a tender heart. But he’s holding back.

How can I convince him that he’s worthy? Will he still love me when he realizes how much trouble I am?

Would you make a deal to dance for a grumpy gargoyle?

I’ve got big dreams of a career on the stage. Unfortunately dreams don’t pay the bills. Working as an exotic dancer for a…

Would you make a deal with a big, grumpy troll?

Trolls belong lurking under bridges, not in the arms of beautiful human women. That's what Hisondine tells me. He's not fooling me, though. I see the way he looks at me. I know the way he touches me. He’s huge and muscled and hard as stone. But that’s not the only thing about him that makes me feel safe. He treats me like I’m precious. I've been a companion to plenty of monsters, but I've never met one who makes me feel special the way he does.

Despite our size difference, it's clear he can't stop thinking about me. So I'm going to do everything I can to make him mine, even if it's only fake dating.

I should be smarter than this. I’m only doing this job to pay off my college debt. I know it’s just work and I shouldn't be feeling this way, but I can't help counting the hours until I see him again. But at the end of the day, it's not real. He's a billionaire and I’m an escort.

So how do I turn this dream into a reality? Because I want the fairytale, but it’s not the prince I want to take home. It’s the monster!

Would you make a deal with a big, grumpy troll?

Trolls belong lurking under bridges, not in the arms of beautiful human women. That's what Hisondine tells me. He's not fooling…

When making a deal with a monster could make your dreams come true

Kalli needs money. The rent is overdue, her aircon is busted and her bank account is overdrawn. When she gets an email from Monstrous Deals offering discreet well-paying clients willing to negotiate all sorts of arrangements, she decides she’s not too proud to sign up.

Then she meets Rin. Impeccably styled, perfectly cultured and devastatingly gorgeous, this handsome billionaire is too good to be true. When she finds out exactly what he has in mind, it’s even more unbelievable. Beneath his smooth, polished facade, hides a beast. A ferocious oni demon set on devouring one thing: her pleasure. Over and over again.

Will he demand more than she can give? Or will Rin be the answer to all of Kalli’s fantasies?

When making a deal with a monster could make your dreams come true

Kalli needs money. The rent is overdue, her aircon is busted and her bank account is overdrawn. When she gets…

In my desperation to reunite with him, I have nowhere to turn but the Sea Witch. Ursa is as beautiful as she is dangerous, and the one person my father warned me never to let close. But she’s all crimson lips and pretty lies, and I’m convinced despite my fear.

It’s a simple enough plan, if not for the faint of heart. An auction to sell the one thing I possess of any value—myself. The money will free Alaric and then we can finally be together.

Except nothing is simple at all.

Ursa is playing at games I can only begin to comprehend. And Alaric? The man I thought I loved might be just as much a villain as the woman I can’t help but be drawn to.

When playing in the darkest depths of love and lust, it will be everything I can do not to drown.

In my desperation to reunite with him, I have nowhere to turn but the Sea Witch. Ursa is as beautiful as she is dangerous, and the one person my father warned me never to let…

What if the Beast never turned into the prince?


My father had just sold me off.

Bartered my body to erase his debt to the very devil himself.

A Beast of a man. Literally.

A creature whispered about amongst the villagers and feared by all.

He was a beastly visage at three times the size of a man, his monstrously huge body covered in fur. Sharp fangs and eyes that held an unearthly red glow. He had pawlike hands tipped with claws and horns that arched back from his inhuman face.

I was to live with him, to be his in every way—all ways—he saw fit.

I was to be his wife, and so I offered myself up as the proverbial sacrifice to the very devil himself.

I just didn’t expect to enjoy being with a monster as much as I did.

What if the Beast never turned into the prince?


My father had just sold me off.

Bartered my body to erase his debt to the very devil himself.

A Beast of a man.…

What if the big bad wolf took Little Red Riding Hood solely for his pleasure?

After my grandmother passed away, it left me with this feeling of emptiness. I had a dead-end job, no friends or family, and I was trying to navigate this new world while being utterly alone.

The perfect solution? Take a once in a lifetime trip to Alaska and reconnect with the wilderness and all the things that make me happy.

Being isolated in a cabin with no electricity, running water, or cell service sounded perfect until I roughed it in the wild and realized this might not have been the best idea.

Things were going great until they weren’t, and I realized I wasn’t alone. It was the hunter, and I was its prey.

And when I finally came face-to face with my stalker, it wasn’t anything I could have pictured in my wildest dreams.

He was a monster, a literal furry, huge werewolf looking beast that said he chose me as his mate, and I was now his.

It took me to his lair where he touched me, licked me… gave me pleasure. And despite knowing I had to fight him and this new reality, I wanted more.

Wolf might be terrifying to look at, bigger and stronger than anything I could ever imagine, but his sole purpose was to please me.

The real question was, did I ever want to go back to civilization and the life I once knew?

What if the big bad wolf took Little Red Riding Hood solely for his pleasure?

After my grandmother passed away, it left me with this feeling of emptiness. I had a dead-end job,…

Once upon a time, I fell in love with two men. Their feelings for me were matched only by their hatred for each other.

Gaeton, with his brash charm and casual cruelty.

Beast, his lust equal to his penchant for violence.

Being with them was sinful and perfect in different ways. In the end, I couldn’t choose, and I lost them both.

Now, my sisters have tasked me with securing our power base, no matter the cost. I will do anything for my family—even if it means agreeing to the terms set by Gaeton and Beast.

The three of us. Together. But only for as long as it takes me to choose one of them once and for all.

When playing games of power, happily ever after isn’t a priority. Not even for me.

Especially not for me.

Once upon a time, I fell in love with two men. Their feelings for me were matched only by their hatred for each other.

Gaeton, with his brash charm and casual cruelty.…

Eve’s life might not be perfect, but it’s hers. She has money, freedom, and a client list that she’s handpicked over the years. If sometimes she gets a little too attached to those clients? Well, that’s her problem. After a stressful day, she’s looking forward to dinner and a long night with Azazel…until he asks her to sign a contract under the guise of roleplay—and then kidnaps her to another realm.

Azazel has been in love with Eve for years, but he knows his place. The window to offer her a contract has long since closed, so he takes her in the only way he can—as her client. Until one of his enemies realizes exactly how much Eve means to him…forcing him to lie to her to protect her.

Unfortunately for Azazel, Eve isn’t thankful for the protection. She may be stuck in the demon realm with her new captor, but she’s going to make him choke on every moment they spend together.

Too bad her heart is more in the mix than she’d ever admit…

Eve’s life might not be perfect, but it’s hers. She has money, freedom, and a client list that she’s handpicked over the years. If sometimes she gets a little too attached to…

Meg Sanders has spent her life playing by the rules—until tonight. It’s her birthday and she’s determined to be a little wild and a whole lot carefree, at least until she has to get back to reality tomorrow. But the last thing she expects is to be seduced by two gorgeous men on the dance floor.

Theo and Galen are each incredibly sexy on their own, and potentially devastating as a pair—and they want her. Meg isn’t down for anything resembling complicated when her life is such a mess, but the pair win her over with the promise of a night out of her deepest, darkest fantasy—and that they walk the next morning with no strings attached.

After all, anything goes when it’s only for one night…

Meg Sanders has spent her life playing by the rules—until tonight. It’s her birthday and she’s determined to be a little wild and a whole lot carefree, at least until she has to…

Lenora made a mistake. She trusted the wrong man, and in a moment of weakness, he stole a family heirloom from her. Her only chance to get it back will be during Samhain, when the Shadow Market opens and magical folk gather for three days to celebrate, and unfortunately she can’t do it alone. She needs a demon.

Ramanu’s entire existence is making bargains. They’re a bargainer demon, after all. They’ve had their eye on Lenora for some time now, so they’re pleased when she summons them to help with her little thief problem…especially because it means spending time in close proximity with her.

Lenora thought she could get away with a bargain that didn’t require seven years of service, but when Ramanu informs her those are the terms, she decides to go it alone…even though the demon wants to tag along to the market. But as the clock ticks down and all Lenora’s attempts to reclaim her amulet fail, making a deal with Ramanu might be the only option she has…

And they might take her heart right along with her soul.

Lenora made a mistake. She trusted the wrong man, and in a moment of weakness, he stole a family heirloom from her. Her only chance to get it back will be during Samhain, when the…

Belladonna doesn’t know if a person can die from guilt, but she’s giving it her best shot. All her life, she’s done what she needed to in order to survive, but in recent years, the cost only seems to skyrocket…until someone innocent gets hurt. That’s why she made her deal with the demon. To right the wrong she committed.

But when she’s auctioned off to Rusalka, a powerful and devious succubus, it’s nothing like she expected. She’s…taken care of. And if she’s put to work and expected to fulfill every part of her bargain, Belladonna is only too happy to let someone else shoulder the responsibility and make decisions for her.

Too bad Rusalka isn’t in the market for a servant. She wants a full partner. If Belladonna can’t release her guilt and step into that role… Things may be over even before they begin.

Belladonna doesn’t know if a person can die from guilt, but she’s giving it her best shot. All her life, she’s done what she needed to in order to survive, but in recent years,…

'Priestley in top form and being very, very funny.' - Simon Fox, Western Mail

'[A] glorious fantasy . . . I, for one, immensely enjoyed this romp of a novel.' - R. C. Scriven, Yorkshire Post

'[I]n a class by itself . . . an energetic romp.' - Claire Tomalin, Spectator

'A book paralleling Mark Twain's A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court but loaded with much more wacky humor.' - Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

'[A] rollicking piece of humour . . . he can raise more laughs to the page than almost any other story-teller.' - John O'London's

'Dedicated to the author's six granddaughters, it should appeal to countless other grandchildren, not to mention their grannies and grandpas. Still reeling from Mr Priestley's enchantment.' - Fred Urquhart, Books of the Month

The medieval world invades the modern as Arthurian chivalry and magic meet modern-day business and advertising in J. B. Priestley's charming fantasy. In the land of Peradore, Princess Melicent gazes into a magic mirror given to her by the sorcerer Malgrim and is immediately enraptured with the man she sees, Sam Penty, a London ad designer who at that same moment is thinking of using an illustration of an Arthurian damsel in his new marketing campaign. When Malgrim and his rival enchanter Marlagram decide to meddle in the lives of the princess and her would-be lover, Melicent finds herself transported to the 1960s for a hilarious appearance on a daytime television program, while is Sam whisked away to Peradore to fight a battle with the gigantic Red Knight and a ravening, fire-breathing dragon. Can Melicent and Sam survive their wild time-travelling adventures and be united to live happily ever after?

One of the most beloved works by the prolific playwright and novelist J. B. Priestley (1894-1984), The Thirty-First of June (1961) remains a delightful reading experience for young and old alike. This new edition of Priestley's classic fantasy includes the original illustrations by John Cooper and a new introduction by Lee Hanson.

'Priestley in top form and being very, very funny.' - Simon Fox, Western Mail

'[A] glorious fantasy . . . I, for one, immensely enjoyed this romp of a novel.' - R. C. Scriven,…

They are the fearful images that have stalked humanity's nightmares for centuries, supernatural creatures that feast on flesh and haunt the soul, macabre and uncanny beings that frighten and fascinate the imagination.
VAMPIRES, ZOMBIES, WEREWOLVES, AND GHOSTS collects classic stories from literary masters inspired by folklore and mythology who dared to explore the darker side of human nature and crafted tales that defied convention, stirred up controversy, and gave life to a storytelling genre that has endured for generations.

They are the fearful images that have stalked humanity's nightmares for centuries, supernatural creatures that feast on flesh and haunt the soul, macabre and uncanny beings that…

For fifteen-year-old Michael Berg, a chance meeting with an older woman leads to far more than he ever imagined. The woman in question is Hanna, and before long they embark on a passionate, clandestine love affair which leaves Michael both euphoric and confused. For Hanna is not all she seems.
Years later, as a law student observing a trial in Germany, Michael is shocked to realize that the person in the dock is Hanna. The woman he had loved is a criminal. Much about her behaviour dur

For fifteen-year-old Michael Berg, a chance meeting with an older woman leads to far more than he ever imagined. The woman in question is Hanna, and before long they embark on a…

Deadly Beasts. Brutal Combat. Welcome to Avantia.At the age of seven, Tanner's father was killed in front of him by the evil warlord Derthsin. But his father's death was not in vain and Derthsin was carried away to his doom by a good Beast, Firepos the Flame Bird. Now, eight years later, another evil army is wreaking havoc across Avantia. But Tanner has been training with Firepos, waiting to avenge his father's death. There is something familiar about this new menace, who rides with a Beast of his own. The evil army is after the pieces of the Mask of Death--which allows whoever wears it to control all Beasts. Tanner sets off on a journey to stop them. Along the way, he encouters twins Gwen and Geffen, who hold the map to finding the remaining pieces.

Deadly Beasts. Brutal Combat. Welcome to Avantia.At the age of seven, Tanner's father was killed in front of him by the evil warlord Derthsin. But his father's death was not in…

Mikalina

It was a spur of the moment, maybe reckless, definitely a shock to everyone I knew when I decided to take a trip across the ocean to a foreign country and stay for an undetermined amount of time.

Renting out a cottage in a tiny European village whose residents barely spoke English was the perfect escape from overbearing parents, fake friends, and a future that seemed bleak. And helping out an elderly woman with her shopping to earn some extra cash seemed easy enough.

Mindless, hour-long walks through the thick woods that surrounded said village also sounded ideal. No Internet. No television. And just the bare basics to get me by.

Perfection. Stress-free. Exactly what I needed.

Or maybe I was wrong about it all.

I felt someone or something watching me from the darkened, dangerous woods.

I felt someone—something—stalking me.
I didn’t know what or who it was, but I knew with certainty it wasn’t human… and that it wanted me.


Ren

I wasn’t human, not completely.

A Lycan—a centuries-old wolf-like creature that was feared by all, stronger than anything on the planet, and who was only ever after one thing.

My mate.

For over three hundred years, I had one purpose in life. Find her, the one female born to be mine. My female who’d cause the Linking Instinct—that supernatural connection that told me she was mine and I hers—to finally take root and make me whole.

And for hundreds of years, I’d been alone, saving myself for my mate, never stopping the search.

Until I scented her, saw her, finally felt my heartbeat and the blood rush through my veins with hope and anticipation.

Mine.

She didn’t see me, but she sensed me. And she ran. She couldn’t possibly know how much the chase turned me on.

I didn’t know how I’d make her understand I could never let her go, that nothing and no one would stop me from making her mine.

Because once a Lycan found his mate… nothing in this world, nothing supernatural or human, could keep him from her.

Mikalina

It was a spur of the moment, maybe reckless, definitely a shock to everyone I knew when I decided to take a trip across the ocean to a foreign country and stay for an…

He’ll die without touch.

As a necromancer, Shae loses a little more of himself every time he uses his magic. Always cold, always touch-starved, the only thing that helps is human contact. But that’s hard to come by when those same dark powers scare everyone away from him. Nobody likes a necromancer.

Especially a paladin of the Radiant Order.

Arthur’s still bitter and broken after his last lover stabbed him in the back, and the last thing he needs is another brush with evil. When he agrees to escort the wandering necromancer north, he’s just doing a public service.

But he never expected Shae to be so clingy. Or distractingly attractive.

Shae has never felt an aura as warm and safe as Arthur’s. He craves the man’s touch—and more. But everyone he’s ever known has left him, and it’s just a matter of time before Arthur leaves him too.

Assuming the soul-stealing monsters don’t kill them first.

The Necromancer’s Light is a gay fantasy romance, with magic, hurt/comfort, and bed sharing for Reasons. First in a series but can be read alone. 56,000 words, HEA guaranteed.

He’ll die without touch.

As a necromancer, Shae loses a little more of himself every time he uses his magic. Always cold, always touch-starved, the only thing that helps is…

Our fae courts are at war, yet we're still fated.

My fated mate is the Seelie Fae king. He’s powerful, dangerous, and sexy as hell. Except, I don’t want a fated mate. Especially since he thinks I'm a lying snake. Turns out I’m Unseelie, and our courts are at war.

When my new Unseelie magic goes haywire and I nearly destroy my city, I can’t fix it alone. The only person with strong enough magic is the king. Which means I have to beg my mate for help. I’d rather chew off my own leg, but that won’t save Magic’s Bend.

As we work to save my city from falling into the center of the earth, the danger is greater than we’d realized. To find answers, we must risk a visit to the homeland that rejected me—the Unseelie Court. There, I must master my magic, or all is lost. In a place fraught with death and danger, we have only each other. And I don’t know if that will be enough.

Our fae courts are at war, yet we're still fated.

My fated mate is the Seelie Fae king. He’s powerful, dangerous, and sexy as hell. Except, I don’t want a fated mate.…

1888. Five years after they met in The Watchmaker of Filigree Street, Thaniel Steepleton, an unassuming translator, and Keita Mori, the watchmaker who remembers the future, are traveling to Japan. Thaniel has received an unexpected posting to the British legation in Tokyo, and Mori has business that is taking him to Yokohama.

Thaniel’s brief is odd: the legation staff have been seeing ghosts, and Thaniel's first task is to find out what’s really going on. But while staying with Mori, he starts to experience ghostly happenings himself. For reasons Mori won't--or can’t--share, he is frightened. Then he vanishes.

Meanwhile, something strange is happening in a frozen labor camp in Northern Japan. Takiko Pepperharrow, an old friend of Mori’s, must investigate.

As the weather turns bizarrely electrical and ghosts haunt the country from Tokyo to Aokigahara forest, Thaniel grows convinced that it all has something to do with Mori’s disappearance--and that Mori may be in serious danger.

1888. Five years after they met in The Watchmaker of Filigree Street, Thaniel Steepleton, an unassuming translator, and Keita Mori, the watchmaker who remembers the future, are…

You probably think Groo the Wanderer is the most destructive force in his world. Not so! Even at his most inept, Groo cannot destroy a village faster than the Hogs of Horder. Theirs is an evil species that has existed forever, spreading death and annihilation to this day. They control your mind, they control your body, and worst of all, they control your money. So what happens when Groo comes nose to nose with them? Find out in this latest Groo adventure!

You probably think Groo the Wanderer is the most destructive force in his world. Not so! Even at his most inept, Groo cannot destroy a village faster than the Hogs of Horder.…

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us.

With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and conquered us in the night. My father, King Laurier of Scorpion Valley, couldn’t stop him. I tried to flee but came face to face with the man in black armor, the man who looked more like a god than a human. Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy…but it didn’t feel like mercy.

Not when the next ten years of my life are spent as a slave in the Arid Sands, digging for Black Diamonds from sunrise to sunset. I'm also the personal slave of General Titan—a man who has grown obsessed with me. The work under the hot sun is unbearable—but I prefer it to his company any day. I’ve never tried to escape because there’s nowhere to run in the desert, but all of that changes when I hear the news—that the Death King is coming.

I sneak out in the middle of the night to steal his dragon, but that backfires in my face—because you can’t steal a dragon. Khazmuda is no mindless beast. He can speak directly into my mind and hear my thoughts in return. The Death King is about to kill me, but Khazmuda changes his mind—because I have the gift.

The ability to speak with dragons.

The Death King spares my life once again and takes me back to his castle. He has no idea who I am, has no idea what he did to my family ten years ago. He asks me to fight for his cause—but he won’t tell me exactly what that cause is. And then he tells me he wants more from me…desires me more than any other because, like him, I have the gift.

I can’t deny he’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen, with eyes black like midnight, a jawline as sharp as his dragon’s talons, the height of a mountain, and shoulders as broad as a stream. But no amount of attraction will ever change the fact that he destroyed my life. The answer is no—and it’ll always be no.

But the Death King doesn’t accept that answer.

Trigger Warning: Contains dark themes including rape and suicide.

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us.

With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and…