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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 ...

“Are you drunk?” he sounded amused.
I sat at the table without saying a word. A normal, considerate person would apologize for being late, but not Brad.
“You should slow down.” He eyed me seriously and I grew angry.
“Now you’re telling me how much I should drink? Next thing you’ll tell me I can’t leave the house without your permission!” I retorted.
“Don’t tempt me.” He responded his jaw tight.
I laughed humorously, the effect of the alcohol making me braver in my speech.
“What about children B...

WARNING: ENTER ONLY IF YOU DARE
This isn’t your typical erotica. These pages burn with the raw, the forbidden, and the utterly unrestrained. A collection of taboo desires—dark, decadent, and dangerously addictive. You’ll find yourself breathless, moaning, aching for more as each twisted tale peels back layers of lust and depravity. Not for the faint of heart. Absolutely not for anyone under 18.
Gloria has everything—beauty, a perfect body, a big house—but not what she craves most: raw, hu...

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, ...