Résultats Éditeur "Dreamscape Media, LLC" dans Littérature érotique

The war has ended. Kazimir hopes to spend quiet time with Emily, but there are more enemies creeping within the shadows - new dangers that threaten the couple's happiness. Can the Lion and Mouse have their happy ending? Or are they destined to fight a battle that one of them may not survive?

Although Isaac Conley and his wife, Cydney, live under the same roof, being married to each other is a nightmare. Isaac is a dirty cop with a partner, Miguel, who is just as grimy as he is. They take on the streets of St. Louis by using extreme force, and by surrounding themselves with ghetto girls who love to fulfill their manly needs. Cydney is well aware of Isaac's adulterous ways, but she has plenty of skeletons buried in her closet. Her motto is: if he can do it, I can do it better. Not only does she attempt to do it better, she seeks revenge by giving up the goodies to Miguel.

Sandrine Salome flees New York for her grandmother's Paris mansion to escape her dangerous husband. The house, famous for its lavish art collection and elegant salons, is mysteriously closed up. Although her grandmother insists it's dangerous for Sandrine to visit, she defies her and meets Julien Duplessi, a mesmerizing young architect. Together they explore the hidden night world of Paris, the forbidden occult underground, and Sandrine's deepest desires.

What can I say about Reign Braxton? King of sex. Jealous. Possessive. Obsessed. Gorgeous. Those are the first thoughts that come to mind when describing the sex extraordinaire that is my new boss. Six months ago, I would have melted to my knees at the very sight of him. Golden eyes, tall, broad, ripped beyond ripped, messy black hair, and a smile to die for. He could flick your panties off and have them running for cover with a mere glance in your direction. He’s also an asshole. Like, a mega asshole. Not just your average prick - no, Reign takes prick to a whole new level.

Businesswoman Stella Marsden has put her personal life on hold to further her career. But all work and no play leave Stella realizing that she misses a man. Deciding to seek out a no-strings attached relationship, Stella joins Club Twist with the aim of finding some stress-relieving fun. What Stella finds is the sexy, cool and domineering Nathaniel Jackson.

Marietta Kindergarten teacher Kate Canaday is doing perfectly well without the ex-love of her life mucking up her intention to stay gloriously uncommitted. So what if she’s become - according to her sisters - a serial dater? If pro-bull rider Finn Scott's untimely defection six years ago taught her anything, it was that men come with an expiration date. And she’s more than happy to oblige them. Trouble is, the sexier-than-ever Finn, now a devoted single father, has just moved to Marietta with his adorable 5-year-old twins.

My life was no fairy tale. And in this kingdom called college, the rules went out the window. I’d known golden boy Theo Hunt was the one for me since we were kids. My heart was his for the taking, but I had become nothing more than the MVP of the campus king’s friend-zone. Easton Cole was a storm I couldn’t have predicted. He knocked me off my feet and stole my heart. But he was off-limits.

The last person Ellie McDermott wanted to run into after returning to her hometown is Finn Donovan, her high-school nemesis and the guy she crossed the line from enemies to lovers with one night years ago. Now ex-military, tattooed, and still sexy as hell, Finn is a complication Ellie doesn't need - she needs to concentrate on saving her family business.

Boston attorney Malachim Jerrod doesn’t trust anyone. His father and his ex-fiancé taught him that hard lesson. So when a beautiful stranger arrives on his doorstep his first reaction is to back away - far away. Danielle Warren wants a job, but his law business is falling apart, and her credentials are bare-bones at best. Still, there’s something about her that, try as he might, he’s unable to resist. The vulnerability in her soft voice? The way she flinches when he gets too close? The yearning he sees mirrored in her eyes when she looks at him?

On a snowy night in February in a penthouse high above Fifth Avenue, Delphine's mystical talent leads to a tragedy between two brothers. Devastated and disconsolate, Delphine renounces her gift and returns to her old life in the south of France, where Picasso, Matisse, and the Fitzgeralds are summering. There, Delphine comes to question everything and everyone she loves - her art, her magick, her family, and Mathieu....

Nestled within Paris' historic Palais Royal is a jewelry store unlike any other. La Fantasie Russie is owned by Pavel Orloff, protégé to the famous Faberge, and is known by the city's fashion elite as the place to find the rarest of gemstones and the most unique designs. But war has transformed Paris from a city of style and romance to a place of fear and mourning. In the summer of 1918, in places where lovers used to walk, widows now wander alone.

My name is shouted on rooftops. It's written on bras, on the inside of bathroom stalls - hell, my name is everywhere. To say my name is to experience an orgasm without ever leaving your damn house. My name is Zane Saint Andrews. I'm sex. I'm a rock god. I'm also a virgin. What they don't know won't kill them, right? Give the people what they want. And what they want is the idea of me; the pleasure they gain by listening to my song and knowing without a doubt that I'm talking about them and only them.

For fans of Lang Leav, beloved pieces from Lullabies and Love & Misadventure are collected together in this treasury. In addition, 35 new poems that have not been published in any Lang Leav collection offer something new to discover.

Maggie Doran is off men, having gone through a string of poor relationships. Then like clockwork, her libido fires up over her new boss - the epitome of bad choices. The man is built like a Greek god and has a harem of eager gym groupies willing to give him anything he wants at the drop of a hat. Just one more Mr. Wrong to add to her list.

Look, I didn't go out of my way to sleep with my next-door neighbor. It just happened. On the counter. Over the counter. Probably under it, too, if we hadn't moved it to the bedroom. But take it from me: a one night stand with your neighbor? It's not all it's cracked up to be....