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Four tales of erotic romance featuring vampires, shape shifters and demons. Get swept away by these stories of passion and our heroes and heroines learn to trust in love.
The Immortal Cravings is created by Cindy Spencer Pape, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
Warning: This book contains group sexual activity and bondage.

The world was shaken to its core; the Supreme Warlord was dead, and the Specters and Dark Orcs could raid the Blue Planet once again. When all hope seemed lost for Keith who couldn't awaken his talent just like every other member of his clan, the Immortal Mage System was granted to him and his life changed forever.
[Immortal Mage System is extracting Curse...]
[Curse Extraction completed].
[Congratulations, you are bless!]

"I do not want to be a ruler, they hate me, how can a ruler be hated by her people!" Princess Audrey screamed with pain in her eyes.
Saying this, she ran away from the palace and ventures into the woods only to meet an immortal Lycan of the myths, one she never believed in.
Randall is an immortal Lycan placed under a curse which got him trapped deep in the woods for a thousand years until a human princess broke the curse, a first sight that sparked nothing but feelings of fated mates.
Will...

She’s fire wrapped in silk. He’s ice laced with fangs. And when they collide, the world burns.
In the velvet shadows of Vancouver’s most dangerous secrets, RedLine — an underground club pulsing with magic, blood, and desire — is where vampires come to indulge. But when Katalim, a woman cloaked in mystery, steps into this world, everything changes.
Locked away for years, she’s finally free — but not safe. Katalim isn’t just a witch — she’s a weapon. Her power? The ability to channel raw sexual ...

"Who are you, Sebastian?"
"I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?"
As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?"
"The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel."
Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a...

I was raised with the criminal underground’s most notorious crew turned government-sanctioned mercenaries in Texas and Colorado, known as the Death Kings. My uncle is one of them known as the Gator King. Now I walk in his footsteps, leading a crew of my own with his backing. To my family, my nickname is Seraphim, but in my kingdom, I’m the Viper King. Now the boys who left me, who swore they would stay by my side to protect me, are back in town. They are attempting to become like C.H.A.O.S. who ...

"You're going to meet your mate someday." I whispered.
"Olivia."
I forced a smile and lifted my head. "And it's fine. I'll be rooting for you all the way."
He cut me off with a soft "Liv."
I blinked away my tears. "No, listen to me. We need to accept that this won't last forever. You could find her on your next trip out of town, and I'll be forgotten."
I swallowed the lump formed in my throat. "I just hope we'll still be friends."
His face twisted in pain as he rested his forehead against mine, ...

In a timeless dance of reincarnations, Annabelle Keys has traversed six centuries, her memory holding the threads of history except for her most recent existence. Fate's unpredictable hand leads her to a fateful encounter with Morgan Vales, an enigmatic being who has wandered the earth for over six centuries. Morgan, cursed with immortality and sustained by human blood as a mythical creature, crosses paths with Annabelle, whose every past life she vividly recalls—except for the most recent one. ...

The night Araya was born, the Moon refused her. Marked as wolfless, mocked and forgotten, she grew up as prey in her own pack. Even her fated mate broke the bond with a smirk and left her bleeding at the border — for rogues to finish.
But they forgot one thing:
Ash remembers.
And so does the throne buried beneath it.
The forest did not devour her. It bowed.
The flame did not die. It waited.
Until, in the silence between heartbeats, something older than gods whispered:
“She is not blessed. Sh...