Verlag: Caramna Corporation
Classic storytelling from a bestselling author. Gallico's most famous story, THE SNOW GOOSE, is set in the wild, desolate Essex marshes and is an intense and moving tale about the relationship between a hunchback and a young girl.
Episode 1 of an ongoing series. Twenty girls from Crestwood High’s Senior class are returning from a field trip when a bright white light engulfs the bus. They awaken to find themselves naked and imprisoned in cells made of some weird, alien substance. Their fear and bewilderment only mount when one of them is gassed by a powerful aphrodisiac and impelled to mate with a huge, hairy monster.Zum Buch
Four debauched tales of women getting it on with animals, and then giving birth to animals! My son and my husband couldn’t get me pregnant despite giving me multiple creampies so I had sex with the family dog and gave birth to four puppies Our daughter was bred by our dog then we drank her piss during her pregnancy Hucow, breeding and birthing slave on the puppy farm Hucow broodmare slave on a stud farmZum Buch
Tempers flare when a debate erupts among the girls about the nature of their predicament, with Hannah and Emma facing off on rival sides. Meanwhile Maddie gets paired up with a big, brutish two-headed monster. And a head isn’t the only thing it has two of. It’s a one-monster double penetration in the latest divaricated episode of The Monster Sex Experiment.Zum Buch
A new, sexy standalone from #1 New York Times Bestseller, Vi Keeland.Before I even met Donovan Decker, I knew his shoe size.You see, I’d gone away for a few days, and in my haste to get out of the airport, I’d grabbed the wrong suitcase.After checking out the expensive footwear and tailored clothes, I dialed the number on the luggage tag hoping maybe Mister Big Spender might have my bag.A deep, velvety voice answered, and as luck would have it, he had my suitcase, too.Donovan and I met at a coffee shop to do the exchange.Turned out, it wasn’t just his voice that was sexy. The man holding my luggage was absolutely gorgeous, and we had an immediate spark.He got me to admit that I’d snooped in his bag and then convinced me to make it up to him by letting him buy me coffee.Coffee led to dinner, dinner led to dessert, and dessert led to spending an entire weekend together. Donovan wasn’t just handsome with a panty-dropping voice. He was also funny, smart, and surprisingly down to earth for a man who wore seven-hundred-dollar shoes.Did I mention he also did my laundry while I slept? Definitely too good to be true.So what did I do to repay him for his kindness?I waited until he was in the shower, then ghosted him.My life was too complicated for such a great guy.In the months that passed, I thought about Donovan often.But New York City had eight-million people, so what were the chances I’d run into him?Then again, what were the chances I’d run into him a year later…when I’d just started dating his boss?Zum Buch
Captured by her people’s ancient enemy, Elara the elf discovers forbidden pleasures at the hands of the monstrous orcs! After finding evidence of orc activity near the border of her forest homeland, Elara the elvish ranger sets out to investigate. When she recklessly gets too close to their lair, the petite warrior is captured and taken to their arena, where she learns that she has been chosen to become the tribe’s latest broodmare and must now face off against every healthy male orc of the tribe in a battle/mating ritual. In the process, she discovers that her hatred of the orcs masks other, more shameful feelings, and as the hulking, well-hung monsters overwhelm her and roughly have their way with her, she finds herself wracked with bliss the likes of which she has never felt before.Zum Buch
Scorch marks blacken the wireframe dungeon, and the smell of burnt meat hangs in the air. Iarumas’s party stumbles upon a corpse, more charcoal than flesh, and Raraja insists on dragging it out. Murmur—Chant—Pray—Invoke. A large-framed girl named Berkanan gulps the fresh air of her second chance at life. Her confidence is low and her skills as a fledgling mage are inadequate, but despite all that, she has a serious goal—kill the red dragon that burned her party alive. This dragon, an interloper from the lower levels of the dungeon, has become so notorious that even the most seasoned parties refuse to engage. Even so, Garbage and Raraja agree to aid Berkanan, and Iarumas lends his support. The chances of failure are high, but in the dungeon, immolation is not a permanent end...as long as someone is willing to pay. Can Iarumas’s party douse the flames of the dragon, or will they all succumb to a menacing red death?Zum Buch
