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Dark Captive: Manlove Edition

Everyone has a dark side...

Dark Captive is an exclusive collection of dark erotic romance stories featuring alpha men with fierce sexual appetites. They'll stop at nothing to get what they want. And they have their sights on one man. Possessive and bold, these heroes give their conquests exactly what they crave—to be taken … to be owned. Any resistance offered will be tested, but in the end love rules. 

Kidnapping, abduction, and sexual slavery are just a few of the titillating taboo themes in this hand-picked manlove anthology.

Be Warned: m/m sex, BDSM, forced seduction, spanking



Ransomed by Doris O'Connor

Collecting His Debt by Angelique Voisen

I Love the Way You Hurt Me by James Cox

Shanghai by Pelaam

Taken by Michelle Graham

Get Off Hard by Lea Bronsen

Uninvited Love by L.J. Longo

Runner by Kai Tyler

Story Title: Runner

Author: Kai Tyler



When my brother calls me out of the blue one day, I know trouble won’t be far behind. But I never expected to be abducted and to become the property of a cartel boss.

Sergei Petrichenko is a man who scares me as much as he fascinates me. A man whose tender touches make me burn as much as his dark soul threatens to consume me. A ruthless man no one would dare to cross.

My name is Ash Brady, and I have to dare. I’ve trained most of my life to run and when the time comes I’m going to run like hell.


Excerpt from Runner

Copyright 2016 Kai Tyler

Chapter One

The main door to my building slammed behind me as I jogged down the short steps to the paved walkway. The sky was gray, neither dark nor light at this time of the morning. My running shoes pounded the tarmac as I headed across the road, squeezing between parked cars to go toward the park.

Behind me a car started up—one of my neighbors who worked in a bakery—the only other person who got out of bed as early as I did.

Ahead, trees stood as unmoving sentries and bushes demarcated the shadows of the adventure playground from the ghost mist hovering over the glittering large pond.

Keeping to the open space, I completed two laps before the regulars appeared: dog walkers, joggers, or just people using the park as a cut-through on their way to their destinations.

With a wave here and a shout-out there in greetings, I paused to stretch my warmed muscles before carrying on with the third lap.

The skin on my neck prickled, and I glanced back.

My heart took up a sudden staccato beat.

A man in an all-black outfit ran behind me, about eighty yards away and made no effort to close the distance between us. I’d never seen him in the park before, and he appeared strange because he wore a long-sleeve jersey with a hood and full-length track bottom.

Strange as although it was still early morning, we’d been experiencing a hot season. Sometimes I came out in long sleeves, but once I’d warmed up, I would store my sweatshirt in my pack or loop it around my waist.

He covered his entire body aside from his face.

And what a striking face—tanned skin, rugged features, salt and pepper stubble on his chin. Piercing eyes intent on me, like a predator tracking prey. He exuded dominance and danger.

A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine as my cock twitched. The man could be an axe-murderer and I found him attractive. What the fuck!

Heat streaked my cheeks. I turned away, fiddled with the volume of my music player app, so I could hear if someone came up close and increased my speed. I did another set of laps, avoiding the dark, dense foliage of trees.

The prickling on my nape indicated the man still trailed close. I refused to glance at him, worried about my body’s response to his presence. Granted, my sex life sat in the doldrums at the moment due to schoolwork and training schedule. But picking up strange men in the park had never been my thing and I wouldn’t start now.

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