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In Dragon Erotic Tales: The Wyrm’s Harem, your darkest cravings stop being “off limits.” This collection of explicit adult sex short stories pulls you straight into a world where taboo fire-magic, monster-cock breeding, dangerous threesomes, voyeur rituals, and harem ecstasy aren’t just allowed—they’re celebrated. These stories are crafted to push boundaries, unleash desire, and give you the kind of guilty pleasure you’ve been too shy to admit you want.

Saved from the streets as a child, Elora spent her adolescent years in the care of seven vampires. As time goes by and she enters adulthood, emotions evolve into something unexpected.

With one football legend, a feral cage fighter, the country's youngest Senator, and one seriously stern professor, the Thorne Pack couldn't be more intimidating, even without an omega to bond them. Which is probably for the best—with all their sharp edges, how could they ever take care of anything precious? Turns out, they may not have a choice. When happenstance hands them an omega who needs help, the bond is instant—and accidental. Now, they have to show her they're ready to fight for her heart, even if they lose everything else to win her over.

In my world, nothing is more important than finding a pack that’s the perfect scent match. But what happens when your matches also happen to be forbidden? Welcome to my personal hell. My name is Quinn and I can never have the pack that’s meant for me. An unexpected turn of events has me out of a job and my apartment in the same week. When my mom and step-dads set off on a tour of the world and ask me to house sit, I can’t say no.

Hell has taken over. And Earth’s last sanctuary doesn’t stand a chance. A young woman with horns was the last person Father Stavros expected to see approaching his gate, begging for sanctuary. As a man of God, he learned to never turn away someone in need, especially after Hell’s Rising. But the sinful cravings that follow him and his fellow priests are a whole new obstacle. The horned woman is a succubus--aligned with the very evil they are the last stronghold against. Which begs the question, why would a succubus seek refuge in a church?

The summer before my senior year of college was supposed to be simple: lose my virginity, avoid all unnecessary drama, and keep my mind focused on my future career far away from this small town. Easy enough. Too bad my newly emerged omega instincts have other plans and my first heat cycle hits me like a freight train with no brakes and zero respect for timing. What was supposed to be a one-time, anonymous hookup behind a glory hole has turned into a slick mess of heat haze, bad decisions, and way too much cuddling. Because the cocky, dirty-talking alpha on the other side of the wall?

The daughter of two legendary air witches, I'm supposed to be the best of my generation. In theory, I should be able to bend the wind to my will. In practice, I'm more likely to accidentally trigger a hurricane. To prove myself, I have to capture the North Wind—the most volatile force on earth. As far as quests go, I expect it to suck. What I don't expect is to meet my fated mate in the form of a smooth-talking Scottish Highlander. Callum McLeish is half-dragon and half-incubus. He's also drop-dead gorgeous and determined to follow me to the frozen wastes.

One drink. Three maniacal mates. Drink me. This is no ordinary task. It’s a compatibility test. A way for the Silver King to find a suitable mate. All because he needs an heir. Every eligible maiden in the kingdom has to drink. Including little old me—Ailsa Marvel—a simple mortal living in a land of magic and wonder. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would become the Chosen Omega. But the moment I swallow, I find myself falling down, down, down and landing in the middle of mayhem. Monsterland is in disarray. Everyone is hunting the Silver King’s salvation. His intended.

Tarian Hadez—thirty-three, real estate mogul, mob lord, most eligible bachelor in New England, god. The god-part is an exaggeration. After all, if true deities existed, then the world would be a magical place, and it's really not. At least, my world isn't. Calanthe Bloom. That's me. Twenty-four, college graduate drowning in debt, true crime addict, florist by default, single by design. Although not living my best life, I'm enthusiastically pursuing it. Especially, in my dreams, which, since a recent flower-d

Destiny isn’t something you can outrun—not when the stars have plans for your life and don’t bother asking for your opinion. I finally had all my mates together, but it didn’t last. One is missing, my mother is on the run, and Asrael is closing in. To make things worse, visions of terrifying things yet to come haunt my every step. Failure isn’t just an option—it’s a death sentence.

Getting lost in the woods was not the adventure Amy had in mind when she jumped at the chance to search for the local lake monster. She just wanted to liven up her steady but boring life, not wonder if every shadow on the ground is a snake and worry that no one will ever find her.

Danny tried the relationship thing, and it ended violently. He has no desire to let another alpha close enough to hurt him…especially not an intimidating stranger like Knox. Knox has never been called patient. He's grumpy and stubborn, and he's afraid he'll inadvertently push Danny further away. But when a rogue wolf pack threatens the omegas of Grizzly Ridge, Danny must trust Knox if he wants to escape with his life—and heart—intact.

Every day, I lie and pretend I'm not a threat. I swallow insults and avoid the electric fence, crossing my fingers I can fake my way to freedom before I snap and end up permanently caged. Borrowing my sister's identity is my last chance at escape. But Serafina Redfang isn't just a cartel heiress. She's the reason I can never mate the pack of my childhood dreams. Su Jin, Bishop, Dutch, and Reese already belong to her. Now, I have to pretend to be theirs. To smile, hide my scars, and let them close before I let them go forever.

As a female boxer, and a beta to boot, I've had to dig deep for every win, train harder than every opponent, and ignore the naysayers along the way. I'm just starting to make my mark when I lose an easy match, and my manager says I need to overhaul my image. Sponsors are losing interest, and I'm struggling to keep my dad's gym afloat. I'll do anything to keep his dream alive, even attend the grand opening of a new sports club so people can rub shoulders with a professional boxer.

Out of money and down on his luck in a city that promised him a run of both, Tony turns to the one asset he knows he can sell: his honed, toned, dangerous alpha body, which looks surprisingly good covered in glitter. Well, not sell, exactly—that's a line Tony won't cross. Display? Gyrate? Flex? Whatever. It pays his bills, and that's all that matters. But one payment comes due sooner than expected, and when a slim, unearthly fae customer who can't seem to take his gleaming eyes off of Tony's . . . assets . . . presents him with the timely opportunity to make a little extra?

The Best Laid Plans Are Written in Blood... Abandoned with a reclusive Coven, Ember is an orphaned witch who finds refuge only with her adoptive brother Rhydian. But when betrayal and exile rip them apart, she must navigate a treacherous new realm alone. There she draws the attention of the vampire Prince Aldric, who captures her and offers her protection. The catch? She has to become his Chosen. As Ember struggles to understand Aldric’s heart and resist the dangers of his world, Rhydian desperately seeks to reunite with her.

I'm young, carefree, and my job as the assistant to Holt, manager and owner of the Goliaths of Wrestling, means I'm surrounded by half-naked beefcake wrestlers all day. Of course, I'm going to be interested in… getting to know them all better. It would be, like, illegal for me not to lust after them all, right? There's just one hurdle I have to get over first before I can… get to know the wrestlers in the way I want. And that hurdle makes me really, really freaking nervous.

I'm a feral omega with one rule: Never get attached; Never let anyone in. But five alphas are about to shatter everything I thought I knew—and this time, I can't blame it on my biology. The Ghosts are killers with fractured souls. Monsters in human skin. But somehow, they've become my monsters. Especially Wraith, the silent, scarred sentinel who sees me like no one else. And as I realize I'm starting to fall for him, I also realize something even more terrifying. I'm falling for them all.

Maybe the mega-virus that threw the world into an apocalypse and turned the vampires into zombies did mess up my brain. Because the new officer at my compound—where I am kept to be used as a blood supply for the vampires—is strangely irresistible.

I'm the heir of Zahariss. My secret is no more, and the people know an heir walks amongst them, but so does another. With broken vows and being hunted, I find myself in the most unlikely place of allies that will help me to right the wrong. As we make plans to spill the Highers' blood across the land, he finds me. Darius, heir of Cazier. After thinking we had some sort of connection, a truce, my enemy betrayed me. He says he won't let me go, but he won't acknowledge what he has done to me. With hatred burning bright, can we move on? Or will my wounds stay forever bleeding?