Ever wondered what it's like to be pampered and adored by a romantic Irishman? Here's an exciting new way to enjoy romantic fiction where the listener is placed at the heart of the story—it's all about you. In this unique collection of short stories, recorded in amazing 3D sound for a truly immersive listening experience, you'll hear Gaelforce's words—up close and personal.

Set in Ireland, this collection of short horror stories is recorded in amazing 3D audio technology that engages all of your senses for a truly immersive ASMR listening experience. What makes these erotic horror stories even more special is that the listener is placed at the center of all the action. You get to play the lead role as Gaelforce speaks directly to you—up close and personal.

I was upgraded to first class on a flight from London to New York. The food, champagne, and service were impeccable. The blue-eyed man sitting next to me, even better. He was suave and intelligent. We talked and laughed, and something clicked. Fate took over and the plane was grounded, and we had an unexpected stopover for the night. With no plans, we made our own.

“Give me a second chance, babe . . . and I’ll blow your mind.” Monroe doesn’t know why she answers the text that’s obviously meant for someone else. Or why she keeps answering. Maybe it’s because she’s all alone in a big city and in desperate need of a lifeline. Or maybe it’s because each exchange leaves her intrigued and more than a little turned on. Still, Monroe never would’ve snarked back if she’d known she was talking to the “Golden Boy” of the Dallas Knights.

Carter Beckett is the NHL’s resident bad boy, top player both on the ice and in the bedroom, and quite possibly the sexiest man to ever grace my field of vision. But worst of all? He knows it. He’s arrogant, self-centered, and the man doesn’t seem to know what a filter is, let alone how to use one. He’s had everything served to him on a silver platter, including endless strings of women, and apparently, I’m up next. I have the solution to all my sexual frustrations in a drawer at home, and it’s far less complicated than Carter Beckett.