I haven’t gotten laid in two years. After finding a summoning spell on the internet, I am about to change that. One night, I find an incantation online to summon a sex demon. Can’t hurt? If men can’t scratch my itch, maybe a demon can. Unfortunately, I can’t speak latin and a weird acid-dripping bone dog crawled from my floor. A bird flies through the window and transforms into a man who saves me. He won’t scratch my itch nor will he leave my apartment till we close the summoning circle. As I get to know him, he tells me he’s been preventing me from getting laid. What a fowl situation! Can I convince him to scratch my itch? Teasing My Stalker contains explicit sexual scenes and is appropriate for ages 18+ This book contains degradation, stalking. If that is not your yum, you may want to skip this one.

I couldn’t forget my high school love. Could this spell bring him back to me? It was a spell from a fake doctor on social media. Why was I tempted to say it? Owen. He was the one that got away. He even had the audacity to say I wasn’t good enough to be his wife. Weird words, but whatever. The next day, a man grabs me from behind. My body responds to his ministrations with very pleasing results. When I stand up, I realize it’s Owen. The spell worked. I can barely hide my glee until he says that I’m his fated mate. I’ve seen enough movies to understand what he means. It means all those years have been wasted. Except the spell won’t let him leave without me accepting the mate bond! Can I forgive him for breaking up with me because I wasn’t a wolf?

I want my fated mate. Or else. It’s not fair that my best friend accidentally summoned her fated mate. I know it’s possible. And I’m sick of hearing about their…Love. My newest mission: get a fated mate. I’ve searched online and have yet to find a working spell. My next attempt involves an AI bot. After minutes of trying to get a summoning spell, things change and I say the (weird) spell. At first nothing happens until the next day when I feel someone pressing against me. Instincts kick in and we fight. They whisk me away to their house and we have to face the reality of the situation: potentially I broke the laws of magic and there’s no way this is fate. It is fate and I will fight for my last chance of a soulmate. Will they accept our bond?

There’s a naked man in my living room! I don’t know why, but I wanted that goldfish at the carnival. Maybe I’m really lonely. I lost the fish but in a moment of sorrow, I said a spam love spell that popped into my box. The next morning, I woke up to a naked man in my living room! What he’s telling me is like a fairy tale. He says it’s “true love’s kiss” –yes, I kissed the fish bowl. I’m tempted to fall into the fairy tale except the world isn’t a fairy tale. I’m stressed out but he keeps promising forever. Will I accept my own personal fairy tale before others try to separate us? This is a novella with graphic scenes intended for ages 18+. Please see CW if this is appropriate for you.