Ordering cheap birth control online was a bad idea. A thick, swollen, sticky mess of an idea. All it took was a single white pill to change Elle's life - and her body - forever. Now, the days are running together as she's consumed by an insatiable appetite for her changing body. Home alone while her husband is away, Elle has no choice but to get a handle on her situation before it comes to a head.

A simple trip to the mall leads to a startling discovery. Through a gap in the dressing room stall, Elle spies a stunning blonde with a sizeable package of her own. It wouldn’t hurt to watch, would it? The girl on the other side is anything but shy, and after the show, Elle’s forced to flee with a sticky pair of pants for which she hasn’t paid.

This wasn't at all how she'd planned it. Elle's husband was home and about to find her getting entirely too friendly with their four poster bed. After scrambling to stash the evidence, the bedroom door swings open and the only thing between her and her husband is a sticky armful of sheets and a damp pair of stolen boxers. But a secret this big is just too hard to hide. Within the evening, Elle's new anatomy ends up on full display and before long, her husband's curiosity gets the better of him and he's lending her a much needed hand.

This was Lisa’s fresh start. She felt sexier. She felt stronger. She felt like there was nothing in the world that could slow her down. Well, except for maybe a warm shower and a little too much quality time with a loofah. This flirty fiancée she was snapping photos of on the beach certainly wasn’t helping either. She needed something more. It was time to put her new equipment to the test. She’d held back as long as she could, but this body of hers longed to sink into a healthy set of hips and soft, pillowy lips.

Lisa Davenport held the key to getting back at her cheating ex-boyfriend: a handful of little white pills that were going to change everything. There was no denying what she'd seen. Her friend Elle was sporting a thick, throbbing package that would bring most women to their knees, all thanks to some knock-off birth control she'd found online. You couldn't just keep a secret like that to yourself, though. It was only fair to share.

In this irreverent take on the holidays, Ian gets a new quest in a virtual reality video game: kill a monstrous villain named Sinter Klaws. (And no, he is NOT a jolly old elf.) Join Ian, his succubus Alaria, and his imp Stig as they journey through a winter wonderland full of killer reindeer, lecherous elves, and the worst mall Santa in the history of the world.

When a bridge collapses, Ryan should have died. Instead, his stubborn struggles to refuse death are noticed, and he is saved. A wise, very old man transports him to a strange magical realm, filled with floating islands, deadly battles, sinister puzzles, and unique challenges. Not everything is dire, as the climb to become a champion generates opportunities, and a few lovely new allies. Joined by Companions brought forth to aid his quest, Ryan must ascend to the peak to claim his place as a true Champion, and maybe have a little fun along the way.

Tabitha Mathews has never had much luck with men. Her past relationships only left her heart aching and her self-esteem beaten down. But who needs them? She’s doing just fine on her own. She has a booming home business, an adorable, mischievous dog, and she just became a first-time homeowner…right next door to the hottest man she’s ever seen. Oh, did she mention that he happens to be an alien? An alien with dreamy, glowing eyes, wicked fangs and claws, and a tail. But she’s not supposed to know that.

One look and I knew Cole was mine. My dark rebel in leather. My powerhouse of passion, devastating smiles, and impulsiveness. When his job sends him overseas, he promises to return to me. A promise that's destroyed in the most irrevocable way. Two years later an arrogant suit invades my heartbroken loneliness. Clean-cut and stern, Trace is everything Cole wasn't. At first he's a job that will rescue my dance company. But as he intrudes on my life, our hostile relationship evolves.

To most, Kal Anderson is a villain. Harbinger of death, keeper of souls, frequenter of nightmares. Doctor Death. Hades incarnate. They say he stole me. Usurped my fiancé and filled the cracks in my heart with empty promises. Imprinted his crimson fingerprints on my psyche and tried to set me free. They’re not wrong, per se. Except it was my choice to stay.