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I should never have trusted my sisters. But I did, and it's changed everything once again. All of their lies have boiled to the surface, and now I'm forced to see them for what they really are: enemies. Life as I knew it has burned to ash and dissolved to nothing, but I can't back down now. It's not just my life at stake now—it's my mate's, my kingdom's, and our entire land's as well.

I was supposed to seduce the dragon king, but before I could, he claimed me as his. Now I’m chained to him, trapped in an ancient mating process I neither want nor understand. I’ve got to get out, but there’s only one way to do that now—and it involves a much more permanent type of shackle. I have no idea what will happen if I agree to be the king’s mate, but one thing's for sure…my life will never be the same again.

Everything was supposed to be fine. Keaton was going to cure all of the Loup Mountain wolves and monsters, and we were going to head back to my old apartment for some space and alone time to figure out what we wanted to do about...well, everything. But then we realized we had bigger problems. The Loup Mountain werewolves think I'm their Alpha. Most of them are set on staying in Lyka Bay, even if it means living in the forest for the foreseeable future. The ones that aren't so set on forest-living want me dead, so that my gift will transfer to someone else.

We thought we were alone. Lyka Bay was supposed to be the only town of lycans. But...it's not. After the wolf I thought was wild shifts into a teenage boy, he leads me and Keaton to another town of half-cured lycans, and we're exposed to a whole new world. We thought the lycans were monsters...but there's something worse. And if we can't figure out how to cure them, there's a good chance they'll kill us.

Fate makes no exceptions. When stepping into a town full of werewolves like me for the first time in my life, I expected to be welcomed - or at least tolerated. Instead, I got hit in the face with a door. And then, found my dad's face on a dartboard in their diner. The people there need my help, but I can't help them unless I tell them who I am. And telling them who I am just might get me killed. The one connection I find comes in the form of a gorgeous, inked-up chemist who's the only person in town that doesn't hate me.

Desde el éxito y la vanagloria, la protagonista de esta novela recuerda los pasos que, de la nada y a través del crimen, la llevaron a triunfar en una sociedad, en la que ser 'de baja ralea y escasos posibles' no es un impedimento para hacer fortuna. A partir del reconocimiento de esta 'verdad' indiscutible, nace, tras años y años de existencias gris y turinaria, una heroína poco convencional. Una heroína que, a diferencia de otras insignes oportunistas, no tiene el menor glamour...ni siquiera el glamour del mal.

All it took was one look to end my life. Because one look is all it takes to trigger a werewolf's mate hunt. And when a wolf is hunting, he doesn't stop until his mate either dies or becomes a wolf too. Now I'm trapped in some guy's house, he's stuck in his wolf form, and there's no way out for either of us. Life as I knew it is over, but my fight to survive is only beginning.

All I did was lock myself in the gas station's bathroom.... It seemed like the logical thing to do, considering the crappy way my date had gone, and the fact that said crappy date had tried to attack me.

I thought my first mate was bad enough. My wolf rejected him after he hit me, and I was more glad than I can ever say. Especially when I found out a few weeks later that I was pregnant. But things are more complicated this time.

Serving on the hucow farm is hard for any eighteen-year-old girl. Growing ever bigger and more productive, being handled by strangers with her massive dripping udders emptied by eager hands and mouths, or attached to machines for fierce suction pumping, while her juicy, ripe body is available to all who want to use them is bad enough. But it's even worse for the once-aristocratic Daphne, as the men of the farm take a cruel revenge on her.

When the fae came, their magic brought destruction that only stopped when we offered them the one thing they wanted: Wives for their kings. I was selected "at random". Sacrificed to the fae. But the sexy, infuriating king I'm paired with doesn't want my body or soul; he wants my help. Thanks to some kind of prophecy, he and his people think I can get them back home. Getting them back home will require taking some of the king's magic, which is unstable on the best of days and catastrophic on the worst. But the fae never give anything away for free, especially knowledge.

All I did was pick up an extra shift at work... And it was the best mistake I've ever made. Because I ran right into the chest of a sexy guy on my way out of the kitchen, and he turned into a wolf. As it turns out, werewolves are real, and they're just as hot as every indie romance book I've ever read has said. And this one has decided I'm his mate. Talk about a dream come true, right?

All it took was one friendly barbecue to change everything.... Because when I showed up, I met him. Rocco. He says I'm his mate, which is basically a werewolf's instant wife. Honestly, I'm not all that opposed to the idea. Mostly because my instant-hubby comes with a house, and I'm a day away from being homeless.

All it took was one look to end my life...because one look is all it takes to trigger a werewolf's mate hunt. And when a wolf is hunting, he doesn't stop until his mate either dies or becomes a wolf too. Now I'm trapped in some guy's house, he's stuck in his wolf form, and there's no way out for either of us.

Marissa the willing hucow is even bigger than before—chained in her stall on the dairy farm with a big ripe belly as well as her massive udders, she’s freely used by all the men of the farm. She shouldn't enjoy it all so much, but she just can't help herself.

All I did was try to save my best friend from making a huge mistake.... And now I'm saddled with an obnoxious werewolf who thinks I'm his wolfy wife. Did I mention that he's trapped in his wolf form until he believes I'm ready to say "I do"? Not exactly my idea of a good time.

He’s an enormous brute of a man, and she’s going to be thoroughly fertilized by him as the gang of farmhands watch and join in. But this isn't the worst that Daphne, the bursting and dripping new hucow, endures on the dairy farm. Strapped onto the dreaded "seeding machine", there’s no escape from its huge projectiles and guaranteed impregnation, and with her handler extracting all her creamy goodness, just how much will Daphne enjoy every humiliating moment as she reaches satisfaction over and over again?