She was thrown away at fourteen. He clawed his way to power by twenty-seven. Neither of them believes they deserve to be loved. They're both about to be proven wrong. Lyra Vex has spent ten years learning to disappear. Exiled from her vampire clan for being *defective* — no speed, no strength, no power to speak of — she's built a quiet life in the neutral zone. A small café. An animal shelter. A one-eyed tabby cat named Nyx. It isn't much, but it's hers, and she has worked very hard to keep it safe. Then a scarred wolf Alpha walks through her door. Kaelan Ashford didn't come looking for a mate. He came looking for the source of a drug turning his pack members into empty-eyed shells — a liquid wolfsbane compound moving through Silverwood's underworld, and someone powerful is behind it. When two Bloodmoon assassins corner him in an alley, it's Lyra who finds him bleeding in the dark. It's Lyra who makes the impossible choice to save him. And when her fangs break his skin to burn the poison from his blood, something neither of them expected snaps into place. The mate bond. Between a broken vampire outcast and an Alpha wolf who has never once been loved for anything other than his power. But the bond is the least of their problems. The man who poisoned Lyra's childhood — who stripped her of her abilities, isolated her from everyone who might have protected her, and arranged her exile with cold, calculated precision — is back in Silverwood. And he's been watching her the whole time. Damon Voss doesn't want the clans to make peace. He wants to use Lyra as a weapon to destroy them both, and he's been building toward this moment for twenty years. Lyra has spent her whole life being told she is worthless. She has spent her whole life believing it. She is about to find out exactly how wrong they all were. This is a slow-burn paranormal romance featuring fated mates, forbidden love, pack politics, a vampire heroine who doesn't know her own power, and a scarred Alpha who looks at her brokenness and sees something worth fighting for. Two wounded people. One impossible bond. And a war that will force them both to become everything they were told they could never be. → Scroll up and grab your copy today.

The young couple. The first time. The secret, forbidden meeting. The young student and the teacher. The older gentleman and the innocent maiden. You, me, and a friend... This is an erotic short story collection from Cupido, which includes the following short stories: "He pulls her with him. Up a dark staircase and into a dark, unfamiliar apartment. Why does she follow him?" - Three's Not a Crowd by Lucinda X "It felt really strange that a girl was under the table, sucking him off. He decided to do as she had said and pictured Jørgen's angelic face instead." - The Ambush by Para Dox Republished as part of a fresh, sexy collection in collaboration with Saga. Since 1984, Cupido has been publishing a weekly magazine bursting with sex stories and informative articles on sexuality, and pleasure without judging or shaming its readers. In Cupido's universe, everyone is welcome and everyone is represented. The short stories in the magazine are written by the readers themselves, and they are guaranteed to make you blush. Sex in an everyday setting becomes anything but ordinary when Cupido's readers write about it, and the result is sexy stories that breathe joy, playfulness, and pleasure.

Montagnes qui flottent sur la mer, glaciers qui tombent dans l'eau, soleil qui ne se couche, ou ne se lève pas, terres étranges, voilà le Spitsberg. Au nord des régions les plus septentrionales, cet archipel lointain accueille mineurs, explorateurs, touristes polaires et chercheurs. Et c'est la vie de ces chercheurs français : physiciens, géographes et biologistes qui, depuis plusieurs années, "font" le Spits, qu'étudie Ch.-P. Péguy lui-même, directeur de recherches au CNRS. Et, loin d'être hostiles, ces terres polaires laissent à ceux qui en reviennent, le spleen du Spitsberg, cette "étrange attirance... si puissante, si tenace, qu'après en être revenu, on oublie les fatigues morales et physiques, pour ne songer qu'à retourner vers elles."