Bestselling Erotica Audiobooks

From author Jescie Hall comes this dark and demanding stalker romance that pushes all the boundaries of exploring sexuality while simultaneously exposing the harsh realities of organized religion....

I cultivated my shamelessness. I wore it as a badge of honor at my convent school, and I've been turning it into an art form at Alchemy, the club whose social media I manage. My boss, though? He's the most proper person I've ever met. No one would peg him as the finance director of a sex club....

Everbound University is the mandatory graduate school for anything that goes bump in the night. Not going isn’t an option unless you want to be hunted down for illegally inhabiting the mortal world.

Everyone says I’m a bad girl. They’re only partly right - I don’t let fear rule me, and I certainly don’t care what people think. But I draw the line at sleeping with the enemy....

Imagine dating a guy for six months, and then one night, you make him dinner, recreating your first date so you can say “I love you” for the first time. Romantic, right? No. Because when you dress up as dessert, he tells you he’d rather be a party of one.

One moment. Two masks. Three chases into the night.

Ronan: This world was never meant for me—a shadowed figure wandering, fueled by carnal desires until I am destined for hell. And I embrace it wholeheartedly.

Morning Glory Milking Farm was just another quick tug-machine operated facility, no different from all the rest. Sure, they had big pharma money and special hands-on amenities the other milking joints couldn't boast, but at the end of the day it was the same old story....

They captured me, broke me. Molded me into their perfect weapon. They made me murder and seduce strangers. Until a hitman killed my captors and set me free. LeroiI rescued a girl from a basement thinking she was innocent, but I brought home a serial killer whose darkness borders on insanity.

I’m a scoundrel. Playboy. Basically, I get around, and I’m not afraid to admit it. So when my best friend opens up Salacious Players’ Club and asks me to head the construction, how could I say no? Now we’re on a cross-country road trip touring other kink clubs....

Harlow can't live with herself after the traumatic events of a fateful Halloween night two years ago. Half-broken then, she's shattered now. The only way forward is to go back to the abandoned house where it all happened and pay the ultimate price for her sins.

Cassidy has strict rules: she doesn't date locals, she doesn't sleep with men she isn't dating, and she doesn't do anything that might jeopardize her good-girl reputation. But after a run-in with her ex-boyfriend—and a few too many drinks—she's ready to buck those rules and get revenge.

I escaped my Council-ordered execution by the skin of my beak, only to be faced with an even worse situation. My father, the King of Serpent Court, will try to get to me by any nefarious means possible, including hurting my friends.

The Bratva rule Las Vegas. The Cosa Nostra rule New York City. What happens when they merge their families? A new King and Queen of the Mafia are born. Illayana Volkov and Arturo De Luca have a long road ahead, with enemies around every corner.

I never wanted to disappear more than while around my family. Briar Lane, the girl only useful for one thing: my surname. A business handshake and pawn to be traded. My father's chess piece shuffled between empires.

Warned as a girl to keep her kisses to herself, Greer Galloway wants nothing to do with kisses—or love. Twice she's ignored the childhood warning and kissed a man, and both times ended in gutting, miserable heartbreak.

I'm trapped in a forgotten nightmare with the monster I most fear. The key to my freedom lies behind a wall of memories. Xero's specter invades my mind, whispering both vengeance and salvation. He insists he's real, yet I can't trust my shattered psyche.

I never minded being locked up. I learned a long time ago that being treated like an animal gives you permission to act like one. Their only mistake is believing anything I do is an accident....

For a decade, revenge has consumed my every waking thought. My sole desire? To mete out even a fraction of the suffering inflicted upon me by those five individuals. They believed they could silence me forever, burying me alive and leaving me for dead.

My moral compass is broken. That’s why I need rules. They keep me from killing people I shouldn’t. They keep me from crossing certain lines. I’m possessive. Obsessive. Deviant. And I like to fight.