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Thrall of the Dark Wood
Young mother Ilse arrived in Forst village seven years ago with an infant in her arms and another little one on the way. Secretive about her previous life, most assumed Ilse to be an unwed harlot, driven from her home by her family’s shame. Ilse is especially tight-lipped about the most pressing question: who the father of her children is.
Ilse bore the burden of their rumors with ease, and for seven years lived in relative peace in a small house just outside of the Dark Wood – a forest that many believed was home to inhuman creatures. None but Ilse had ever dared to live that close, fearing that they would be lured into the Wood, never to return.
When Ilse and her children disappear, seemingly out of thin air, the village assumes the Dark Wood has claimed their lives. What they don’t know is that the father of Ilse’s children, who most assumed to be some nobody from Ilse’s home village, is actually much closer than they thought. He comes from the Dark Wood – and he wants his family back.
The Barbarian's Pleasure
I'd been lonely lately. Having accrued enough wealth to no longer need to go on the raids I was well off.
Now I just needed a little slave girl to warm my bed.
I'd considered a docile thing with a warm spot for me. But instead, I was intrigued by the spitfire commanding she'd not be touched.
I saw her body and thought her too tiny but when I touched her, I wanted her.
And what I want. I get.
Afterall, I'm a wolf at heart. And a full moon is coming.
She'll learn the way of things. One way or another.
Unbuttoned
Twenty-eight-year-old Wren has been sheltered his whole life. He was homeschooled, and only allowed to socialize with similarly repressed omegas who at the very least, had watched porn by their age. Wren, not so much. Once he finished school and went on into adulthood, you’d think that Wren would have gone crazy trying to experience all the things he’d been denied as a teenager, right? Far from it. Though Wren had moved to a new city for his job and gained new friends who had certainly dabbled in hedonism, Wren had little inclination to join them.
Wren was content with celibacy. He was content with working nine to five, eating lunch with his coworkers, and then going home at the end of the day to binge watch tv shows and try out the new recipes he found online. His life was a boat on still waters, slowly drifting to an expected destination. Steady. Unchanging.
There’s a storm, though, hanging on the fringes of Wren’s life by the name of Vincent. He’s a complete nuisance, with his ridiculous V-neck shirts that show way too much skin, his captivatingly evil grin, and his scent like a minty forest breeze. Wren doesn’t like him at all, and he’s really annoyed that Vincent is apparently the only taxi driver available in the whole city after seven p.m.
And if the fact that the scent of Vincent’s oncoming rut triggered Wren’s heat meant anything significant, like their compatibility, Wren was going to happily ignore it. And if, right before Wren’s next heat, he stole Vincent’s scarf from the backseat of the taxi, then Wren was going to blame it all on the omega heat-brain instincts.
Except, unbeknownst to Wren, there was apparently a ‘stealing an alpha’s clothes to sex’ pipeline that he wasn’t aware of.
Before long, Wren is sucked up into the whirlpool known as Vincent, desperately trying to claw his way out before he drowns. But as it turns out, the whirlpool is just as desperate to drag him down as Wren is to escape.
Darker Than Hunger
When Creed finds himself at the center of a werewolf's affection, he experiences a feeling darker than hunger.
Rated MA.
Cover by OddDaph
Edited by LettieK
Sweet Silence
Sage is a villain. Not by choice. It just sort of turned out that way, but hey, he's not complaining. Being bad is pretty cool, actually. And while by most people's standards his superpower is pretty lame - muting sound, of all things - he's found it pretty useful when robbing the rich.
Most heroes ignore him. Except one. Lich, the necromancer. Sage didn't know how talking to the dead was considered heroic, but whatever. That's not the problem. The problem is that Lich apparently has a homing beacon locked on Sage specifically, and he keeps getting in Sage's way, despite most heroes not bothering to deal with the small-time villain committing petty theft.
It was annoying, but fine. Sage wasn't all that active in the villainy community anymore anyway. He had just turned thirty, and quite frankly, he was done with this shit. But still, he wanted to go out with a bang, so he planned his final heist: robbing the most powerful man in the city, the governor.
Except, when Sage broke into the governor's house all he found was the governor - dead as a doornail. What's worse is that for the first time in Sage's life, he was no longer invisible. He was found standing over the body, murder weapon in hand.
Now, the entire city of Fairview wants Sage dead, and the only person on earth who can clear his name is his very own necromancer nemesis. For how much they fight, Lich is surprisingly on board with helping Sage...
And so, the two embark on a quest to discover the real killer and clear Sage's name, but the trail leads them to discover some of Fairview's most well-kept and dangerous secrets...