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When I arrived at Darkstone Academy for the Magical Arts as an indentured servant destined to slave away in the kitchens, I never imagined I was actually the lost Princess Jacinthe, second-in-line to the throne of the Dominion. Since arriving at the isolated island academy for delinquent mage student, my life has become a treacherous dance of emerging power and forbidden desires. Every whisper in these ancient halls speaks of magic and secrets, and every shadow hides hostile eyes watching my every move.

After all, who doesn’t long to hear the whoosh of the crop, the whack of the paddle on a soft, fleshy behind...and the plea for mercy? Behind the sunshine there is darkness. These erotic tales feature plenty of hard, hot spanking, paddles, straps, bondage, threesomes, oral, anal and straight sex.

Austin "Reaper" O'Brien has a deadly skillset sharpened to perfection by sixteen years as a sniper for the Navy SEALs. After the difficult choice to leave the military, he makes the slow transition into the civilian world working on a south Texas cattle ranch. A quiet man made more so by the nature of his lethal profession, he suffers in silence from the loss of his infant son and his wife's death.

Lilian always had a no-dating rule. For the last twelve years, she's been the guardian of her younger sister. She did the whole PTO, soccer mom thing. But now that her sister's a college graduate and married, Lilian is taking her life back . . . and looking for a good time. I respected her "no dating" rule even though I've wanted her since the day she started working for me. Two years later and my thirst for her has only intensified. Lily might think all she wants is a one-night-stand, but I'm determined to make her mine.

I'm completely in love with my husband. And he takes care of my needs . . . as long as they're financial or physical. Anything more is too much to ask. I know that while I might have his name, I don't have his heart. It's almost like he keeps me in a very specific box: WIFE. He only opens that box when we're home alone, anything else would make me too much a part of his life. Even though I love him, I can't live like this anymore. I don't want to, but I ask him for a divorce.

He keeps watching me. I can't help but look back. He's gorgeous: tall, messy dark hair, and those intensely blue eyes captivating me. My life hasn't been easy by any means. Because of that I've had to grow up much faster than normal women do. I think that's why our age difference doesn't bother me at all. I wish it didn't bother him because this attraction isn't going away anytime soon and, in truth, I don't want it to. He could very possibly be my happily-ever-after and no matter how much he tries, I'm not going to let him talk me out of it until we give this a fighting chance.

I've been in love with my best friend for what seems like forever. But she wanted the one thing I couldn't give her. Now, she's pregnant with another man's baby. The "donor" wants nothing to do with her . . . or the child, so I do the one thing I've always wanted to do. I claim her—and her baby—as mine. She worries the whole town is gossiping. She has no money, no family and she thinks I'm doing this because I feel sorry for her. If only she knew. Allie is my best friend, and I tried to be content with only that. Things have changed though, and I'll stop at nothing until I make her my wife.

Falling in love was never part of my plan. I was supposed to graduate college and join the family business. My family's expectations of me as the oldest son were far too high, and they were becoming harder to reach. Emree was never supposed to be the girl I fell for. My family already had a future wife in mind for me and they would never accept someone with Emree's background. I tried to push her away, but it was becoming more difficult each time. Once my family found out about her, they would destroy anything we had.

I'm a bookworm; he's a bodyguard. I have trouble speaking up for myself; he's direct, brash even. But the more I get to know my new pen pal, the more I see beneath the former navy SEAL's tough exterior. He's a hero, and he's hurting. But he's also so much more than he gives himself credit for. It doesn't matter that we live on opposite sides of the country and have never laid eyes on each other. We talk every day, sometimes for hours. Our attraction is undeniable, and our growing connection is becoming impossible to ignore.