Kenzie knows working as a hostess at the exclusive Island of Paradise resort is a chance of a lifetime, but she doesn't expect her summer to start with a sizzling encounter on the beach. Swept away by Lawson's sun-bronzed good looks and expert touch, she's awakened to a new world of desire. His promise to fill her fertile womb is irresistible, and Kenzie yields to the all-consuming passion that will leave her with both a job well done and a belly swelling with Lawson's potent seed.
Jessie never imagined that her summer on the Island of Paradise would include more than exploring the lush tropical surroundings. But when the brooding Gabriel mistakes her for a hostess and decides to claim her for his own, she finds her untouched body the subject of some hard and unprotected exploration...and discovers new heights of desire as her fertile womb is filled to overflowing.
Shy and innocent Bella finds herself abandoned by her friends, overwhelmed by the crowd in the city's most exclusive club. But when a mysterious stranger offers her company and a comforting presence, Bella discovers a newfound confidence and desire. Whisked away to the Elemental plane of Earth, Bella's elemental lover introduces her to a world of pleasure she never imagined...one that will leave her fertile belly swelling from his passion.
Claire's always had everything she wanted, but the sensual air elemental she meets at the Elemental Nights club quickly proves she's never known what true desire is. Enil brings her the dizzying promise of freedom in the clouds and then claims her heart and body, filling her fertile young belly with his essence and making her his queen.
Bailey can barely believe it when she's chosen for one of the coveted hostess positions at the prestigious Island of Paradise resort. She's sure it will be the summer of a lifetime, but what she doesn't expect is to be drawn in by rugged good looks and piercing blue eyes. When Wyatt introduces her to a world of hard and unprotected passion, it only leaves her craving more...even when her fertile womb begins to swell with the billionaire's potent essence.
Ava's built a business around crafting essential oils. When the season of love comes around, she's ready to sell her creations in her occult shop, hoping to bring a little magic into the hearts and beds of lonely singles. But Ava doesn’t know her craft has drawn the attention of the god of love himself. Eros sees the secret wish Ava imbues in her perfumes, and decides to fulfill it...by filling her with his primal power, opening her fertile young body to the intensity of passion and love on a Valentine's Day Ava will never forget!
Emma is awed by the luxurious Island of Paradise resort, but even more so by the handsome playboy, Sebastian. Even when she's socializing with other guests, Emma can feel his dark gaze on her, igniting a spark within her that she can't ignore. When he invites her to spend the night in his bungalow, that spark fans into a flame that even the sultry heat of the tropics can't match, as Sebastian claims her untouched body and fills her fertile womb.
When Lena abandons the safety of the Halloween carnival to explore a cornfield maze with her friends, she finds herself alone and lost among the rustling stalks. A living Scarecrow rescues her, leading her to the harvest altar and plowing her fertile field, until her untouched body overflows with the creature's primal essence.
Cara can't believe her luck at being selected to spend the summer working as a hostess at an elite tropical getaway. As if free spa treatments and a new wardrobe aren't enough, she's quickly swept off her feet by one of the billionaires vacationing at the resort...and learns that her new job includes a hard and unprotected benefits package that will fill her fertile womb to overflowing. Over 5,000 words of sinful fun in the summer sun.
“I will tell you a fairy tale,” said the Devil, “on one condition: you must not ask me the moral. You may draw any conclusion you like, but please do not question me. As it is, far too many follies are laid at our door, yet we, strictly speaking, do not even exist. It is you who create us.” My story takes place in New York some twenty-five years ago. There lived then a young man by the name of Hugh B.; I will not tell you his full name, but you will soon guess it for yourself. His name is known now to people in all five parts of the globe. But then he was completely unknown. I will start at a tragic moment in the life of this young man, when he was travelling from one of the suburbs of New York to Manhattan, with the intention of buying a revolver and then shooting himself on a lonely shore on Long Island; in a spot which had remained in his memory from the times of boyhood excursions, when he and his playmates, pretending to be explorers, had discovered unknown countries around New York. His intention was very definite and the decision final. All in all, it was a very common occurrence in the life of a big city, something encountered repeatedly; in fact, to be frank, I have had to arrange similar events thousands and tens of thousands of times. However, this time such a common beginning had a quite uncommon sequel and a most uncommon result. Nevertheless before turning to the outcome of the day, I must tell you in detail all that led up to it. Hugh was a born inventor. From early childhood, when walking with his mother in the park or playing with other children, or simply sitting quietly in a comer building with bricks or drawing monsters, he invented incessantly, constructing in his mind a variety of extraordinary contrivances, improvements for everything in the world. He derived a special satisfaction from inventing improvements and adaptations for his aunt. He would draw her with a chimney, or on wheels. For one drawing, in which this not young maiden was portrayed with six legs and other variations, the little Hugh was severely punished. It was one of his first memories. Not long after this Hugh learned first to design and then to make models of his inventions. By this time he had learnt that live people cannot be improved upon. Nevertheless his inventions were, of course, all pure fantasy: when he was fourteen, he nearly drowned himself trying out home-made water skis of his own design.
