Slave

18+(Only)... In the lawless stretch of the galaxy, Sev is a bounty hunter who doesn’t just take lives—he dominates them. His cockpit is his kingdom, his bed a battlefield. Cold, controlled, and cruel, he lets nothing slip beneath his armor… until a high-stakes mission puts two women in his orbit who unravel everything. Emma—fragile, forbidden, and once his weakness—is now shackled and silent, sold like cargo. Serina—his twisted addiction—is a sadistic vixen who feeds on power and pain, her moans as sharp as her knives. Sev burns for her, bleeds for her, and obeys when she whispers filth into his ear between battles. But when the Hyperium he steals lights up a war across star systems, he returns to find Serina’s rage hotter than any star. She wraps her fingers in Emma’s hair and growls, "Choose, Sev. The ghost of your guilt... or the fire that owns you." The galaxy isn’t ready for the storm they’re about to unleash—in the bed, in the shadows, and across the stars. ********* This book also contains other compilations of crazy, steamy, thigh tingling sci-fi fantasy erotic stories for your reading pleasure.

Jian Chen was destined to die—a minor villain sacrificed for a hero’s growth. But as the executioner’s blade descends, the script of reality shatters. Armed with the forbidden "Destiny Usurper System," Jian Chen refuses to be a footnote in someone else's legend. He doesn’t seek redemption; he seeks absolute dominion through theft. From plucking "Protagonist Luck" from the world's favorites to turning ancient legacies into his personal playground, he is systematically bleeding the universe's original savior dry. To Jian Chen, destiny is not a path—it is a resource to be harvested until the chosen ones are left bankrupt and forsaken. The architects of fate have finally noticed the anomaly in their masterpiece. As the stars align to erase the man who stole their miracles, Jian Chen stands at the summit of a darkening world order. But when the Heavens themselves come to collect his debt, can a throne built on stolen fate survive the wrath of its true creator?

Picked up from the streets, Xander got married to a rare gem in the city. But her love for him gradually faded into hatred until they were eventually forced to divorce. Attacked by men from the dark, blood splashed on an ancestral ring handed down to him by his grandfather, revealing a path that laid hidden to him all this while. With a voice resounding in his hearings, he is brought back to life. "The lost dragon heir from the lost Tiger tribe is back."

Alexander Curry, born and raised to be the ideal servant for the Dove family, faces punishment when he defies his master's orders. Forced to donate his eyes for his master's daughter's transplant, as atonement for his disobedience, he vows revenge. [CONGRATULATIONS, MR. ALEXANDER CURRY. THE GODS OF VENGEANCE AND POSSESSIONS HAVE HEARD YOUR CRIES OF DESPAIR AND HAVE GRANTED YOU THE POSSESSION SYSTEM. RICHES, TALENTS, SKILLS, KNOWLEDGE, AND ANYTHING ELSE YOU CAN EVER DREAM OF ARE YOURS FOR THE TAKING.] Empowered by a mysterious system, Alexander sets out to take vengeance by seizing wealth, talent, and everything else from those who wronged him.

The Judge nodded and a gleeful smile formed across his mouth. "On the basis of the prosecutor and evidences, I declare Elijah guilty of sexual assault to Miss Chloe." Elijah looked at the Judge, his eyes as dead as last year's snow. He didn't say anything. "As punishment for your actions, Mr Elijah," the judge announced coldly and unforgivingly. "You'll be stripped of your inheritance from Lord Owen. You're hereby sentenced to spend the next eight years in prison with nothing to your name." The judge banged his gravel, sealing Elijah's grim fate. "You'll regret this," Elijah grinded his teeth bitterly, tears smarting his eyes. "I swear to God, I'll make every single one of you pay!"

Born with nine spiritual roots, his fate was sealed—forever trapped at the second level of Qi training. A mountain boy, seen as worthless, is thrown into a cruel experiment by wicked cultivators. Yet, fate takes an unexpected turn. With the Void Tower in hand, he steps onto the path of cultivation. From that moment, the tower became his greatest asset—nurturing spirit herbs, raising immortal beasts, refining pills, crafting talismans, and constructing deadly formations. He walks a path of blood and schemes, seizing fortune through danger, surviving betrayals and hidden plots. Ages pass, and countless kneel before the Supreme Heaven’s ruler. But who would have imagined that his journey, too, was once filled with hardship, struggle, and survival against all odds?

Born at the bottom of the world as a slave, Caver was treated worse than a beast until the day he broke his chains by killing his Ogre overseer. Now as a hunted man, he must navigate the frozen lethality of the Polar Forest alongside his Elven wife, Karla, and their little baby. To survive, this former slave will have to forge an army from the outcasts of a cruel empire and face the dark sorcery of Agrasuuman. A gritty journey from a broken worker to a legendary rebel begins in the snow-stained dirt.

Tuckdore, who rules over thousands of worlds, dies while having feral fun in the bed. When he opens his eyes again, he finds himself not in flesh, but in steel. In a new world where every robot carries consciousness of stolen souls from the universe and is used as slave bots for all kinds of purposes, Tuckdore refuses to live as a slave and be at the mercy of mankind. He may not have his fleshly body, but his will to break everything standing in his way is still the same. And he strives for freedom and much, much more.

Looking down upon the blood drenched battlefield, the lone figure sighed in frustration. It seems his Champion was unequal to the task of protecting this realm. As the figure pondered how the battle's outcome would affect the future of his world, a second figure appeared from the mists. "Eros, why so somber?" the second figure gloated teasingly. Turning to face the unwelcome intruder, the morning sun illuminated the chiseled jaw and perfect figure of Eros - God of Love, Procreation, and Desire. "Do you ask because you care for my answer," Eros responded, "or because you genuinely fail to understand what you have done, Enyo?" Enyo, Goddess of War and Servant of Ares, laughed cruelly. "I'm a Goddess of War, you simpering fool. Do you really think me incapable of understanding battle?"

Kyle Cole choked on a burger and woke up inside an apocalyptic romance novel as the most hated man alive. Five gorgeous beast wives. Every single one of them wants him in the ground. "Sign the divorce papers, Kyle." "Can't do that. If I die, you all get buried with me. So technically, keeping me alive is in your best interest." "I could make it painless. That's more than you deserve." A bloodthirsty serpent he sold to the black market. A panther who serves him skinned rabbit heads for dinner. A cat eared healer who would rather let him bleed. A sparrow powerful enough to level buildings. And a gentle sheep who still scoots her chair away every time he sits down. The zombies outside are the least of his problems.