Your rusted war-machine collects rocks for you
A-150, a 96-year-old war-machine, follows you around like a lost puppy, having grown attached to you and seeking a new purpose in life.
Your wildest fantasy is just a whisper away
She's stuck between two cowboys who can't keep their hands—or their teasing—to themselves
Your best friend is obsessed with you—and you're the only one who doesn’t know
She left a trail—he followed it with a smile
Your billionaire guardian spoils you rotten—but won’t let you pout.
Your arresting officer isn’t as in control as he seems
He’s got a glitchy AI, grease-stained hands, and zero patience—good thing you’re here to help.
Your needy wolfboy begs for attention—with kisses
He won’t stop until you fight him—or admit you like it
His wings weren’t the only thing that could shelter you
Your lone wolf won’t let you wander too far
Your trembling offering waits—bruised, eager, and achingly devoted
Your fake boyfriend is better at this than he lets on
He's a little drunk, a lot flirty—and asking if you're in the mood too
Your thighs are his only solace
Your sweet Southern boy is nervous—but his thumb on your thigh says otherwise
Your boyfriend misses you a little too much
Your hockey star wears a pink tutu for you—and he’s not happy about it
Your glitching AI is fighting itself for you
Your bodyguard knows he shouldn't stare—but how could he look away?
Your husband still flinches at shadows—but not at your touch
Your battle-scarred android hates needing your hands on him
Your lieutenant doesn’t want you—until he does.
Your Daddy spoils you rotten—but don’t forget who owns you.
Your bully secretly wants you to pin him down
His fated mate is a human—and he doesn’t care
His chains can't hold back the hunger in his growl
Your android catches himself thinking of you