Dante’s Vengeance: An Erotic Interracial Revenge Cuckold Novel

Dante’s Vengeance: An Erotic Interracial Revenge Cuckold Novel
Dante’s Vengeance: An Erotic Interracial Revenge Cuckold Novel

If you’ve already read the Dante’s Vengeance series books 1-5, pick this one up to find out how the story ends! If you haven’t read the rest, buckle up… or unbuckle… either way, you’re in for a wild interracial cuck ride.

In this book of filthy interracial lust fests, a hot, ripped black alpha male billionaire shows up at his high school reunion with a list of names and he is ready to pound out carnal revenge on everyone who made his teen years a miserable, sexless hell. Before he’s done he’s going to revenge cuck them all.

Warning: This book contains panty-melting acts of sexual deviance. Be sure to keep hydrated.

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Comes a Ferryman

Comes a Ferryman
Comes a Ferryman (The Ferryman Pentalogy Book 1)

It was the first night of the Sacrificium, a night of sacrifice and death, a night when the black coins tendered in the Lottery would be tendered back. It was also the Hora Mille Semitis, the Hour of a Thousand paths—for that is the day the Sacrificium had fallen on this year—the hour when best friends might become enemies, when lovers of longstanding might betray oaths, the hour in which anything and everything was possible. And the alignment was felt: from the upper echelons of the capitol to the poorest quarters of the downriver provinces. For the message of Valdus’ rebellion had spread—whether it was a tract nailed to a door before quickly being torn down or a blast in the night that caused the power to fail in entire regions. It was a night for dreaming and for huddled collusions, for the breeze to course through rustling leaves, for long dead hearts to awaken and start pumping blood. The Sacrificium had once more come to Ursathrax, but so had the Hour of a Thousand Paths, and Valdus’ Revolution, and something else, something elusive but impossible to ignore, nebulous, but as real as the River Dire, which seemed to have stolen into the world on the wind itself.

Author Name
Wayne Kyle Spitzer

Dear Love, Are you dead?

Dear Love, Are you dead?

1548944335Dear Love, Are you dead?

Meet Lorenzo, a depressed man who goes to a forest for a vacation and ends up getting attacked by mysterious creatures. He faces a turning point in his life. Everything changes. Mysterious things begin to happen. He experiences hallucination attacks. He wakes up not knowing where he is and realizes that he’s falling. “You will fall, but won’t fall apart”, says a female voice. Who could she be? Could she be the woman who he made love to in his dreams? He is not even sure if she exists. Maybe she is not a woman whom he loved from his heart. Maybe she is love itself, which exists in his heart. He feels like he had a whole slew of angels in his heart carrying memories of her, which he has a cloudy remembrance of and barely understands. Lorenzo looks around while falling trying to find her. ”Don’t search for me in the wrong places. Search for me where you can find me”, she says. She giggles and says that she is his instinct and his heartbeat. Lorenzo doesn’t remember her, but he feels her inside him. He can feel her love and his love for her inside his heart. By opening this book, you will uncover the fate of Lorenzo which he is destined to procure as he travels his journey through a road filled with broken glass pieces, thorns, poisonous snakes and barbed wires.

Author Name
SJ Henderson

Ashram: Language of the Pain

Ashram: Language of the Pain
Ashram: Language of the Pain

The world of Thayrune is on the brink of war and the dark paladin Ashram is charged with preparing a fleet for Monsoon’s army. With Ashram’s slave’s working tirelessly through the night, he is propositioned by Monsoon’s elite assign, a dark elf named Avicia. She is beautiful, dangerous, and filled with ambition. She inserts herself into Ashram’s plans and tempts him with sex and purpose.

Avicia wants Ashram to sire her child, hearing of the bliss that comes from the language of the pain; his god’s mating ritual. However, she may have spoken too soon, under estimating Ashram’s faith in his god Modeus and not fulling understanding just what she is asking for. He takes the opportunity to fulfill his twisted desires, but can Avicia handle what is demanded of her?

WARNING: This erotic fantasy short story contains explicit sexual content and gratuitous violence. Reader discretion is advised. Contains bonus content at the end.

Author Name
Velvet Rainne