Résultats pour "A" dans Érotisme

There’s chasing the truth. There’s hunting down a story. And then there’s walking straight into a war. Marcus Dane is not a man to be investigated. He’s the shadows in a city full of secrets. Silent. Unforgiving. The kind of danger that doesn’t make noise until it’s too late. I came to Charleston for answers. The explosion at Folly Beach Pier was no accident, and I’m going to prove it. My editor says to be smart, to keep my distance. But that’s hard to do when Marcus keeps showing up—shoving me against walls, growling threats in my ear, daring me to dig too deep. The real problem?

Kade, a slightly older werewolf (at over 100 years), needs a night way from the Pack. Too many responsibilities and one near miss with a potential mate made Kade hide in his work, the only peace he can find. His brother convinces him to meet the sexy woman for a one night of fun. What could it hurt? But when he finds this woman could be his mate, can he convince her to leave her orderly, sane world and be with him and his wolf-half, for life?

Dès son titre, ce roman annonce inversions de genre et défi lancé à l’essentialisme. Rachilde y fait vaciller les frontières du féminin et du masculin, orchestrant une intrigue troublante où les rôles se renversent, les apparences se dédoublent et l’identité se négocie. Entre ambiguïtés et masques, la mise en scène de soi devient champ de bataille des normes. L’œuvre explore la transgression et ses vertiges, jusqu’à ébranler les certitudes les mieux ancrées.

Als Valerie und Jerry sich in einem Nachtclub begegnen, knistert es gewaltig. Es folgen unvergesslich schöne Tage zu zweit. Doch beide haben bei ihrer ersten Begegnung eiskalt gelogen: Jerry hat Valerie nur angesprochen, um mit ihr eine Wette zu gewinnen. Und Valerie hat behauptet, noch Jungfrau zu sein, um sich für den Millionär interessanter zu machen. Da ist es nur eine Frage der Zeit, bis es zwischen ihnen mächtig knallt. Die Frage ist nur noch, ob es zuerst im Bett passiert – oder auf ganz andere Art. Abgeschlossener Liebesroman mit überraschender Wendung und Happy End.

Draußen fällt der Schnee, drinnen fließt der Schweiß. Es ist kurz vor Weihnachten und das Fitnessstudio ist menschenleer – bis auf Martin und seine Personal Trainerin Lisa. Seit Monaten himmelt Martin die kühle Blonde mit dem strengen Pferdeschwanz und den eisblauen Augen an, doch sie war stets die Unnahbare. Bis heute. Als die letzte reguläre Einheit beendet ist, schließt Lisa plötzlich die Tür ab. Sie hat Martins Blicke bemerkt. Sie weiß, was er will. Doch Lisa ist nicht an Romantik interessiert – sie fordert absolute Unterwerfung.

There is nothing more intoxicating than surrendering to a man who will burn the world just to claim what’s his.

In Dear Lover: A Woman’s Guide to Men, Sex, and Love’s Deepest Bliss, David Deida explores every aspect of the feminine practice of spiritual intimacy, from sexuality and lovemaking to family and career to emotions, trust, and commitment. Presented as a collection of letters from a man to his “dear lover”, here is this internationally acclaimed writer’s invitation to practice love as a living art.

When two humans come together as lovers, they mirror the divine union - the most sacred act of creation - and connect directly with the energy of all life. Thus the energy of your sexuality is the source of the greatest "magic" of all, namely the creation of life itself. In The Art of Sexual Magic, you will discover the sacred roots of sexuality not only as an erotic art but as a meditative tradition.

It’s finally happened. I’ve surrendered myself to my father and the beasts who would pay to own me. I did it to protect my friends and my mates, but I’d NEVER guessed that the one mate who resented me the most would betray me so brutally.

Tommis was born a backwoods boy with gasoline on his hands and trouble in his grin. Lila was the girl who collected secrets in notebooks, aching to escape the small-town talk that caged her. Together, they refused the rules of the Southern Bible Belt—refused fear, refused silence, refused to live a life written by someone else.

Als die wohlhabende US-Amerikanerin Emily in eine Luxus-WG in London zieht, um an einer Elite-Uni zu studieren, scheint ihr Leben perfekt. Doch die plötzliche Insolvenz ihres Vaters bricht wie ein Erdbeben über sie herein: Über Nacht ist sie bettelarm. Wie soll sie ihr Studium und die teure Miete bezahlen? In dieser verzweifelten Lage bietet ihr der geheimnisvolle Damien, ihr attraktiver Mitbewohner, einen ungewöhnlichen Deal an: einen Job im "Dark Club", einem Ort, an dem verbotene Lust und dunkle Fantasien regieren.

Thrown from the modern world into 1307 Scotland—the brutal era of Robert the Bruce's War of Independence—four unlikely heroes are swept into the fate of Clan Cambel, where danger, desire, and destiny are intertwined. Four Highland warriors. Four modern time-travelers. Four journeys through time— and one question that spans the centuries: Can love survive a Scottish medieval war?

Intimate Confessions: 2 Erotic Series is an anthology of passionate and sexual short stories published by LUST which centre women's fantasies and intimate confessions.

Vuk Markovic es conocido por rehuir las interacciones humanas. El multimillonario, cuyo cuerpo está cubierto de cicatrices, rara vez habla y no le interesan las relaciones fuera de su pequeño y confiable círculo. La vio primero. La deseó primero. Pero ahora, está comprometida con su mejor amigo, y cuanto más se acerca la boda, más se debate entre la lealtad y el deseo. A ojos de todo el mundo, la supermodelo Ayana Kidane lleva una vida perfecta. Su carrera ha despegado y está comprometida con uno de los solteros más codiciados de Nueva York.

It’s tough being the Alpha’s daughter. Emily Prescott spends half her life helping to manage the pack’s business and the other half putting horny he-wolves in their place. When her father sends her on a mission to bring a weak wolf into his shifter side, it seems like just another pain in her ass—until her bitch perks up and takes notice.

Charlotte Beaulieu inserts a soothsaying mouse named Madame Slitoris up her pussy in order to see the past. After becoming estranged from her wealthy, prominent family, Charlotte grew up on the streets, alone and isolated from the Beaulieu name and wealth, including her brothers Benedict, Algernon, and Cassius.

When I escaped my broken past, a shell of the woman I wanted to be, I discovered a dazzling carnival that offered a new beginning and a chance to reclaim my power. The moment I met Colt and Nash, everything changed. No longer scared and alone, I found protectors who saw my scars and vowed to shield me from harm. With their mesmerizing charm and fierce loyalty, they pulled me into their world—a world that thrived on the line between darkness and light. Colt’s fiery intensity and Nash’s quiet strength became my anchor as they unraveled the very essence of my being.

This is my playground—a twisted game where pleasure and danger collide, and I’m not one to run from the spotlight. I accepted the invitation, knowing full well that I’d ignite the flames of Vane’s obsession, but I was ready to play my hand. “Did you think I would let you outshine me?” Vane taunts, a wicked grin lighting up his piercing green eyes. “Tonight, I’m going to prove to you who your master truly is.”

In the heart of Monroe, where the streets bleed greed and neon burns like temptation, Raven claws her way from survival to supremacy. What starts as hustles for cash and pleasure spirals into a brutal war for control — one soaked in blood, lust, and betrayal. With Silk, a deadly mentor-turned-ally, Raven builds an empire on flesh, fear, and fire. But every step up leaves corpses in her wake, and DeShawn, the reigning kingpin, won’t let his crown fall without painting the city red.

My life was normal. I had a normal job; a normal boring job and I loved it. It was… comfortable and repetitive until the night I did something different, I went out. Boring stick in the mud Chloe went to a bar with her friends and what started as a fun night turned into the worst of countless terrible ones. Nights that bled into days and hours that became months, pain and suffering without relief until boring stick in the mud Chloe was put up for auction. My threadbare clothes traded for jewels and lace.