Resultados para "Dominion" en Erótica

There’s chasing the truth. There’s hunting down a story. And then there’s walking straight into a war. Marcus Dane is not a man to be investigated. He’s the shadows in a city full of secrets. Silent. Unforgiving. The kind of danger that doesn’t make noise until it’s too late. I came to Charleston for answers. The explosion at Folly Beach Pier was no accident, and I’m going to prove it. My editor says to be smart, to keep my distance. But that’s hard to do when Marcus keeps showing up—shoving me against walls, growling threats in my ear, daring me to dig too deep. The real problem?

When Dion Semele moves to Napa, all he wants is to fit in. But something really strange is happening to Dion, and odd-girl-out Penelope understands completely. Something is happening to her, too. You see, they were made for each other. As Dion's new life becomes a twisted nightmare, he learns that maybe he and Penelope were made to raise hell together, too. Soon, they are caught in a battle for control of their souls, as malignant forces plunge Napa into an abyss of debauchery and blood.

Billionaire CEO Ben “The Stone-Man” Stone never cracks a smile, fires people on the spot, and won’t let anyone work on the same floor as him. Until he meets Ashley, an intoxicating young human from Marketing. Her scent drives him wild, igniting a hunger so deep he can’t resist hiring her to be his assistant.

When Mateo is captured by bandits and taken into slavery, he has no idea what his future holds, but he knows it can't be good. When he's sold off to a Ludus to be trained as a gladiator if he survives the Trial of Fate, his curse and his hope for salvation become unified. Either in life or death, he will pay tribute to the gods and respect their Dominion. Eloy is the powerful and merciless God of Fire, and like the flames he controls, his temper and desires run just as hot bordering on insatiable. When he sets his eyes on Mateo for the first time, he becomes intrigued.

A new planet. A new life. StellarV4's promises of security and belonging had been a beacon of hope. Samira's best shot at freedom. The seven-foot plus alien overlords with crystal horns carting her and several other humans off as Surplus to be "claimed" was not in the advertisements.