The orc had a buck slung effortlessly over one shoulder, a bow and quiver strapped to his back, and a naked chest. Fortunately — and unfortunately — he was clothed below the waist, a long kilt of wide leather strips obscuring any other familiar shapes.The orc said nothing. His golden eyes fixed on Efir, the rest of his face unreadable.The look was lengthy, for an orc's; Efir could not recall one of their kind ever giving one of his more than a brief and...

Trapped by slavers and sold to a horrible creature who guards him like a treasure, at first Clove desires only freedom. His very nature revolts at the prospect of being deflowered. But everything changes when the impossible comes to pass: a revelation that his captor isn't all that he seems, and that Clove's desires are also transforming.Something is budding inside of him that makes him reluctant to run away.Ensnared by his captor's mysterious allure, Clove is equally tempt...

Efir of Etfan is huge.A nobleman turned soldier turned scapegoat, he has been blamed for a crime he didn't commit and punished with a magical curse, one meant to humiliate him by extreme and rapid weight gain.Bewildered and ashamed by a body he no longer recognizes, Efir retreats from the world, chopping lumber in the darkest woods where none can see him.…none, that is, but the orcs.An immense, muscular, and enigmatic breed, the orcs have an entirely differe...

What would have maimed and traumatized (mentally, physically, emotionally) most people sent the stupid little dumb blonde cutesy idiot through seven stages of ecstasy, moaning and cumming and cumming and moaning and squeaky-whiny begging for more as Sotto did to his guts what major corporate lawyers did to anti monopoly legislation.His doctor was going to be furious. There was going to be another lecture about an early knee replacement coming his way, Sotto could feel it.* ...

He was too full of shameful fantasies. Old ones — Mercy pushing him down on the couch mid-game, easily silencing his teacher's protests, eagerly getting his way.The flutter of some hope in Mercy's eyes suddenly turned to a new flavor of desperation."I don't want their respect," he said. "I only care what you think."Rowan didn't say anything.He couldn't. Honesty was dangerous."What do you think of me?" Mercy demanded. "What do you really think of me?"...

"Why don't you ever get that thing out?" he asked abruptly, pointing.Pocket lifted his head and blinked his big, golden dragon's eyes in a look of obtuse stupidity."What thing?""Your cock," said Beam. "I know dragons have them; I've seen your kind fucking up on the mountain." He filled his voice with disdain, trying to suppress his intense curiosity. "You like to lick me, don't you? Don't you get hard? Don't you get horny?"

"You don't want to have any fun?" he asked."I didn't come over to have fun," said Chanming. "I came over to work magic."René looked at Chanming for too long, gazed into his eyes for too long. Too hard."We used to do both," he whispered.—Chanming and Donovan are magically monogamous; they use sex to shape the weather and influence the world around them for good. Their domestic bliss is challenged by the arrival of René, an ex boyfriend who needs help ...

Johannine Literature offers some of the most beautiful, majestic, and profound theology contained within the entire biblical text. Within its works can be found the highest Christology, the capstone of eschatology, and the heartbreaking struggles of a community committed to Christ. However, it does not always get the attention it deserves in New Testament studies. This book seeks to remedy that by drawing together some of the most respected biblical scholars to bring their expertise to bea...

Prosta is an able soldier and inconspicuous alpha, whose soldiering days come to an abrupt end with the violent destruction of his company. He finds himself captured and taken north by two lycan men, his life and fate in question, ignorant as to why they have taken him alive.The lycans' intentions don't remain mysterious for long.Once the captive soldier is secure within their distant den, they call upon powerful magics — and Prosta is transformed.Gone from alpha to...

Hae Drusa is a vestal — a sacred virgin and a slave, whose purity protects the lands and wealth of his owner, the cruel Lan. Drusa is both prize and a possession, with no life of his own.A mysterious foreigner, Maes Hill, tempts him with both freedom and pleasure. But there is more to the noble Maes — as uncanny as he is romantic — than meets the eye…Vestal is a work of dark high fantasy MM. It was previously published as part of the Snake Pit collection series.It c...

"After two months I'd be climbing the walls," he said. "Four months… how do you not have your brain boiling out your ears?"Casper laughed. "Is that what happens when you're too backed up?"Viv grinned back. "I'm just saying; no fucking for four months… that's a big ask.""People can live without sex," said Casper."Sure," said Viv. "But what's the point?"—Casper is struggling with his classes; not for lack of academic prowess, but because of an ...

So far, prince Bora has managed to dodge the fate of an unpleasant political marriage. He makes himself essential at court, suppresses his omega nature, and fulfills his needs in secret, treating the dungeon as his personal fuck-buffet of exotic prisoners.One night, his heat is especially strong, and his sense of self-preservation especially weak. He goes to visit the recently captured lycan berserker, Ghostgum. The captive wolf shifter is deadly enough to warrant chains and a muzz...