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The perfect gag gift (no pun intended) for your book club and smutty, chick-lit lovers. Handcrafted, this veiny bookmark will surely make you come to the perfect spot in your current pick.

A solid 5.5 inches in length by 1.5 inches in width, complete with a silky, creamy tassel splooging out of the top. Each bookmark is a little different, just like what they are modeled after. Some a little more veiny and even some with freckles! How cute...

Have yourself, a very gothic Cockmas!

Skull and Christmas printed clear acrylic with black tassel.

Design is visible on both sides. Shimmied in our iconic hand sleeve.

1.5" x 5.5" in 3" x 8" packaging. Protected with cellophane sleeve. 

Hiya lass! This will be sure get your honey pot stirrin'. Plaid printed acrylic Cockmark® with a splooging cream tassel. Perfect for your sexy highlander books!

This knotty Cockmark will take you to the moon and back! I don't know what it is, but it sure is naughty. 

Forgive me daddy, for I have sinned. "Leather" Cockmark™ with engraved red veins, tail and horns! Gray back, black tassel. 5.5 inches in length by 1.5 inches in girth, includes hand packaging and cellophane sleeve.

Halographic Cockmark with a blue scaley pattern! Wooden Cockmark with heat pressed vinyl. Topped with a creamy tassel!

Our favorite little guy has been morphed into a glittery lime green Cockclip! 3.5" x 1.75" acrylic Cockclip with hand packaging and cellophane sleeve.

Celebrate pride with this acrylic, pride printed design! Topped with cream tassel.

It's like the 90s had a leopard baby! Bright neon rainbow with black leopard print design on clear acrylic. Design is visible on both sides! Topped with cream tassel. 5.5 inches in length by 1.5 inches in width, includes 3" x 8" hand packaging and cellophane sleeve.

Shimmering rainbow gradient Cockmark™ with a splooging cream tassel. Wood back.

Celebrate Pride month or a throw back to the 90's with this bright rainbow leopard print Cockmark™ on flexible leatherette. Comes with a cream tassel, hand packaging and cellophane sleeve. 5.5" in length by 1.5" in girth.

Little bit country, little bit sexy, little bit ah-mazing. Holographic pink snake skin pattern, topped with a splooging cream tassel. Wooden Cockmark with heat pressed vinyl, wood back. 5.5 inches in length by 1.5 inches in girth, includes hand packaging and cellophane sleeve.

Frosty Cock! While some shrivel under the cold, this one will always be a hard 5.5 inches.

Holographic clear acrylic, printed with white snowflakes! Design is visible on both sides. Topped with a splooging cream tassel and shimmied in our iconic hand sleeve.

1.5" x 5.5" in 3" x 8" packaging. Protected with cellophane sleeve. 

Black rainbow glitter acrylic that shows off every time you move it! Topped off with a creamy tassel and slid into our iconic hand sleeve.

He came at night, shape shifted into a werewolf and howled. It was hot.

Werewolf Cockmark made in a holographic leatherette! Flexible, bendy...just the way we like it. Topped with a creamy tassel and cozied up in our iconic hand sleeve and cellophane sleeve.

2" x 5.5" bookmark in 3" x 8" packaging

What happens when you’re snowed in on a mountain ranch, with the one man you definitely should not be fantasizing about?

I’ve always done what was expected of me. Layla Birch, the good girl.

Forced to grow up too fast. To take care of everything myself. I had a plan.

Only, I didn’t count on him. Colton Wilder. The cowboy nearly twice my age.

He’s my dream man. One who takes care of me, gives me a job, and makes my pulse thud harder every time he comes near.

My ex-boyfriend’s father.

The nights are long and cold on top of this mountain. As the snow grows thicker and the tension builds between us, we’re both inching closer to a line we shouldn’t cross.

My biology only wants me to give into this strange alpha because I’m carrying his baby.

Kat wants a baby and has wanted one for years. As an older omega with no pack to call her own anymore, she turns to a fertility clinic for help on the path to motherhood. The constant appointments, the blood tests, and the pills will all be worth it when she can finally hold her little bundle of joy. The one she had to give up trying for all those years ago.

The problem? Her hot scent matched alpha donor wants to be more than anonymous and he’s already got a pack. Kat’s not sure that she can risk rejection again.

Liam and his two mates have always wanted a big family but they lack a breeding partner, and never found their scent match.

The opportunity the fertility clinic offers is one they can’t pass up. But when Liam immediately puts his foot in his mouth, he sends their pregnant omega running.

For the first time in forever, he aches to chase her. He can’t possibly let her go. And his pack doesn’t want to either. All three of them will make her see how perfect their pack is for her.

Can they mend the scars on Kat’s heart and neck and settle into domestic bliss before she runs away for good?

Donation Clinic is a cozy, sweet, and steamy contemporary MMMF omegaverse romance. There are no shifters or werewolves in this novel. A content guide is included on the author's website. This book features multiple love interests and a heroine who won't be choosing. If you enjoy nesting, hurt-comfort, an older rejected omega, a 40 year old alpha who owns the family pub, a Brazilian beta fitness fanatic, a demi beta who loves to cook, public fun, pregnancy, cozy slice-of-life stories, and 4 adults handling their business with minimal angst and no 3rd act break-up then this book is for you. Donation Clinic ends with a happily ever after and every Heatverse novel can be read as a standalone.

My biology only wants me to give into this strange alpha because I’m carrying his baby.

Kat wants a baby and has wanted one for years. As an older omega with no pack to call her own anymore, she turns to a fertility clinic for help on the path to motherhood. The constant appointments, the blood tests, and the pills will all be worth it when she can finally hold her little bundle of joy. The one she had to give up trying for all those years ago.

The problem? Her hot scent matched alpha donor wants to be more than anonymous and he’s already got a pack. Kat’s not sure that she can risk rejection again.

Liam and his two mates have always wanted a big family but they lack a breeding partner, and never found their scent match.

The opportunity the fertility clinic offers is one they can’t pass up. But when Liam immediately puts his foot in his mouth, he sends their pregnant omega running.

For the first time in forever, he aches to chase her. He can’t possibly let her go. And his pack doesn’t want to either. All three of them will make her see how perfect their pack is for her.

Can they mend the scars on Kat’s heart and neck and settle into domestic bliss before she runs away for good?

Donation Clinic is a cozy, sweet, and steamy contemporary MMMF omegaverse romance. There are no shifters or werewolves in this novel. A content guide is included on the author's website. This book features multiple love interests and a heroine who won't be choosing. If you enjoy nesting, hurt-comfort, an older rejected omega, a 40 year old alpha who owns the family pub, a Brazilian beta fitness fanatic, a demi beta who loves to cook, public fun, pregnancy, cozy slice-of-life stories, and 4 adults handling their business with minimal angst and no 3rd act break-up then this book is for you. Donation Clinic ends with a happily ever after and every Heatverse novel can be read as a standalone.

Roger not only had to prove himself to the Council, he also had to prove himself to Wyndham Wrenwhistle.

Fae and humans alike are returning to London for the Season, but the excitement is marred by the growing poverty rate among humans with low magical scores.

Tenacious Roger Barnes proposes a new rubric for testing magic to the Council, hoping to resolve the predicament for his fellow humans. But when he is paired with Wyndham Wrenwhistle, a dashing fae who has disliked him since childhood, the project seems destined to fail. Even after reaching a tentative truce, their fragile partnership crumbles due to malicious lies.

Adding to the disarray, a popular gossip column unexpectedly announces that Roger and Wyn are engaged. Obliged to go along with the falsehood to save their families from scandal, they are forced to reconcile their differences for the sake of the rubric — and for their impending marriage. As the project bleeds into their wedding plans, the pressure to flawlessly execute both mounts even higher.

Together, they have the chance to solve a crisis decades in the making — but they'll need more than magic to succeed.

Roger not only had to prove himself to the Council, he also had to prove himself to Wyndham Wrenwhistle.

Fae and humans alike are returning to London for the Season, but the excitement is marred by the growing poverty rate among humans with low magical scores.

Tenacious Roger Barnes proposes a new rubric for testing magic to the Council, hoping to resolve the predicament for his fellow humans. But when he is paired with Wyndham Wrenwhistle, a dashing fae who has disliked him since childhood, the project seems destined to fail. Even after reaching a tentative truce, their fragile partnership crumbles due to malicious lies.

Adding to the disarray, a popular gossip column unexpectedly announces that Roger and Wyn are engaged. Obliged to go along with the falsehood to save their families from scandal, they are forced to reconcile their differences for the sake of the rubric — and for their impending marriage. As the project bleeds into their wedding plans, the pressure to flawlessly execute both mounts even higher.

Together, they have the chance to solve a crisis decades in the making — but they'll need more than magic to succeed.

He shattered my leg, and now he wants to ruin the rest of me.

Greyson Devereux is a menace–but only to me.
To everyone else, he’s charismatic.
He’s the son of a senator and the star of the university’s hockey team.

When all I want is to be invisible, he drags me into the spotlight.
He wants my blood, my fear, my attention.

Resisting him only worsens his obsession.
Fighting solidifies it.

He’s brutal, and he draws out a sick darkness in me that enjoys it.
But I’ll be damned if I let him become my downfall.

Ford

I’ve never thought much about Orson Naples.

He’s a cute guy who I’d seen around town a few times, but then one day he up and left and didn’t reappear until a few years later. No one knows where he went or what he was doing, all this gossipy town knows is that he’s a widower, owns the florist, and is friends with that divorced group that hang out at the Killer Brew all the time.

But then one day I step into his flower shop and go from rarely thinking about him, to him constantly being on my mind.

There’s a restlessness to him that I’m dying to unlock answers to.

And his eyes linger on me a little too long for a straight man …

Orson

Ford Thomas is a pest. A delightful one. A tempting one. But I’m too old for games.

The ones I’ve played in the past have always led me to trouble which is why I vowed to settle down and live a quiet life.

So when Ford walks into my shop all uncontained energy and flirty quips in a pair of heavy work boots, I know I should show him the door.

I don’t need fun. I don’t need experiences.

Especially when those experiences have me questioning things I thought I knew about myself.

Ford

I’ve never thought much about Orson Naples.

He’s a cute guy who I’d seen around town a few times, but then one day he up and left and didn’t reappear until a few years later. No one knows where he went or what he was doing, all this gossipy town knows is that he’s a widower, owns the florist, and is friends with that divorced group that hang out at the Killer Brew all the time.

But then one day I step into his flower shop and go from rarely thinking about him, to him constantly being on my mind.

There’s a restlessness to him that I’m dying to unlock answers to.

And his eyes linger on me a little too long for a straight man …

Orson

Ford Thomas is a pest. A delightful one. A tempting one. But I’m too old for games.

The ones I’ve played in the past have always led me to trouble which is why I vowed to settle down and live a quiet life.

So when Ford walks into my shop all uncontained energy and flirty quips in a pair of heavy work boots, I know I should show him the door.

I don’t need fun. I don’t need experiences.

Especially when those experiences have me questioning things I thought I knew about myself.

Lotte
I think I could love him. The NHL beckons, so I know I’m going to lose him, and somehow knowing that makes a secret fling with Noah Peterson safe. Like free falling when you know a net is in place, the reality of an end date gives me permission to let go. To just … be. And for someone like me, someone Who has lived their life in the shadows, that is a revelation. A new year brings new challenges, new teammates, and new bunnies.

Noah
Throughout my college hockey career I’ve chased them as much as I have the puck. But something, someone, has changed the game. And trust me, despite the blonde hair, blue eyes, and massive … ahh… heart, that someone is no Bunny. She’s everything.

Don’t go near the pumpkin patch on Halloween night…

Jack Calloway is the pumpkin-headed boogeyman of Hallow Hill. As the legend goes, he was a man of wicked tastes, devilish allure, and had a knack for dark magic. He and his lover—my ancestor—were tried as witches and burned at the stake at the edge of Hallow Hill’s pumpkin patch.

Some say he made a deal with the devil to spare his lover’s soul and haunts the pumpkin patch to this day, waiting for her return.

“Don’t go near the pumpkin patch on Halloween,” they’ve always warned the women in my family. “Jack might get you.”
Too bad I don’t listen because I have to find out the hard way that ghost stories exist for a reason. And in Jack’s flames, I just might become one.

An erotic adventure, pure pleasure for 11,000 words and nothing more.

I am a submissive and an exhibitionist. Husband is a dominant and a voyeur. We are two sides of the same coin. He organises all of our playdates and pushes all of my limits but never breaks them. He gives me what I need. What I crave.

"Are you enjoying this?" He asked me between bites and kisses. "Your husband giving you to us?”

Today he has a surprise waiting for me, one that leaves me confused, but so eager to please. I hope he is happy with my performance.

 cursed janitor...

A Bin-Spirit with a heart...

Oscar just wants to take the bins out without...Embarrassing complications.

Eddy's been undead for decades and thinks Oscar is sweet, lonely and unfairly hot.

Together they might break their curses...But with trashing hauntings, traumatic exes, and one rotting spectral body in the way...

Can love bloom? Even in a dumpster...