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In the midst of war, love might be the deadliest weapon of all. For ten long years, Angels and Demons have waged a brutal war, with one man standing between the Demons and total annihilation: Rokath, the cruel and merciless general feared for his power to raise the dead. A prophecy whispers of a woman with eyes of devious burgundy who will shift the balance of power, but Rokath has plans of his own. After a deadly plague wipes out millions of Demons across the realm, Rokath issues an unforgiving command—every family must send one male to the front or face being put to the sword.

In the midst of war, love does not heal—it hunts. After surviving the brutal war camp and unraveling the cruel truths at the heart of Demon society, Assyria emerges not just as Rokath’s mate—but as a spark lit beneath centuries of carefully shaped stories. Assyria, the Imposter. A symbol of change. A symbol of hope. Veiled priestesses now bear swords. Forgotten daughters now wield power. And the army that once scorned Assyria must learn to kneel for her. But not everyone is ready to surrender.

LAYLA BENSON only cares about two things: her 2-year-old daughter, Maya, and her growing florist business. Determined to be the best mom to Maya and provide her with everything she needs, she swore off relationships. Romance isn't in the cards for her anyway—Layla believes her bad luck in love is her punishment for breaking CLAY RODGERS's heart three years ago. Clay is the new goalie for the California Thunders, the team he's been longing to join so he can play alongside his best friends. Everything is falling into place for him—the Stanley Cup is within reach for the first time in his career.

I wanted out of the mafia world, so I moved away to start a new life. A funeral forced me to return home, where I found myself in the arms of my sworn enemy, Roman De Luca. He's as ruthless as he is handsome, and with the passing of his father, he is now the mafia boss. One night, a fire ignited between us, and I was reminded of why he was my childhood crush. Disregarding our mutual hate, his new mob boss status, and most importantly, the fact that he's my brother’s best friend . . . we crossed a line that he demands we NEVER cross again. But as life would have it . . . I'm pregnant.

Bruised and abused, and victim to a loveless household, I shimmered with new life the moment he found me drowning my sorrows in a lake beneath the stars. A chance encounter. An unspoken connection. I was smitten. He was curious. But, as everyone knew, fate could be decidedly cruel. He called me Halley, like the comet. I called him Reed. And my best friend? Well… she called him Dad.

Easton Walker is the bane of my existence. A thorn in my side. And . . . my new fake husband. As the hottest hockey player in the league, he has everyone eating out of the palm of his hand. Everyone except for me. I'm not falling for his crooked grin, chiseled jaw, or broad shoulders. I made that mistake once, before I knew who he was, and I still felt the sting of his rejection. Now I'm stuck working with him. He does everything in his power to get under my skin, but no matter how much he vexes me, I can't deny the electric attraction that sparks between us.

On the run, injured, and out of options, I had no choice but to go back to him. Back to the one place I swore I wouldn’t—because staying away was the only way to keep him safe. Jude Hebert. My one-night stand turned unexpected protector. A rugged, guitar-playing lumberjack with broad shoulders and blue eyes that could light up the darkest Maine night. And the man determined to keep me safe.

I killed my father and started a mafia war. The marriage I’ve been running from may now be my only salvation. The problem is, I can no longer say I don’t want Giovanni Guerra. And wanting a man like him could prove far more dangerous than my traitorous family. All is fair in love and war, and vengeance…vengeance will be mine.

Carson- When Mak hired me as her boudoir photographer, I bet she never thought I’d also become her Primal Dom. The moment I saw her, my wild side wanted to play. She’s fun to chase and even more fun to catch. But I have carefully constructed rules in place for anyone who climbs into my bed, and I’m breaking too many of them for her. That’s dangerous, considering this is only a fling. Now I’m in over my head, and the more we’re together, the more we click, and I find myself willing to do whatever it takes to keep her. Including breaking my last rule.

Years in chains have taught Princess Izidora one harsh truth: trust no one. When she is finally freed on her twenty-first birthday, Izidora finds herself in an unfamiliar world brimming with danger and intrigue. Surrounded by the warriors who rescued her, the lost princess remains guarded as they journey toward Vaenor, the heart of the vicious Night Realm. Yet, her resolve is tested by High Lord Kazimir Vaszoly, the formidable leader of the Nighthounds. He seems to orbit her like she's his sun, ever-present and unyielding, especially when her traumatic past threatens to consume her.

I am an object of desire. My powers of seduction are my survival, my weapon, and my curse. I'm no stranger to obsession, but for the first time, I crave it. I love it when he watches me, follows me, hunts me. In the mortal lands, I was safe from him. Navigating a city of ruthless vampires to save my sister from the human slave trade was already treacherous. But with the ruling vampire lord's unrelenting focus on me, I fear his shadows might never let me go.

I don’t want to hurt him—I just want to punish him. It’s bad enough being the only female owner of the Salacious Players’ Club, but I’m also the only one without a kink, or so I thought. Imagine my surprise when the kink quiz suggests that I’m not so vanilla after all. In fact, I’m a lot more like Emerson Grant than I thought. Just one problem—I have no idea how to be a Domme. That is, until the app matches me with someone willing to help me learn.

All my life, I've been scorned for what I am: an object of desire, a temptress, a demon. Now my dark and mysterious powers of seduction might be my only salvation. I am living in a nightmare. Rune's voice torments me. Cruel hands offer touch and torture that I cannot refuse. My addictive blood spurs obsession and frenzy, but I am not defenseless. The born vampires can't fathom the embodiment of wrath and vengeance they are forging from sin and blood.

My uncle may be the boss of the Chicago Outfit, but there’s one man even he fears: Giovanni Guerra, who I was just sold to—as his wife—for an alliance...for power. The boss of the New York family is beautiful and deadly, and he stokes a fire in me that might destroy us both. He may believe he was sold a submissive mafia princess, but Giovanni Guerra will find I’m no one’s pawn. The only vow I make is one of lust and fury.

A steamy, grumpy/sunshine billionaire romance from Amazon Top 50 bestselling author Jaine Diamond. When billionaire Harlan Vance blackmails me into being his fake date, I know I’m in trouble. He’s a grump. A control freak. A gorgeous liar. And unfortunately… my new boss. They say he hates everyone. That he’s cold as ice. But the way he looks at me could burn a city down. He touches me like he’s already claimed every inch of my body. And when he kisses me, I forget every rule I’m supposed to follow. I can’t afford to fall for a man who could cost me my job. But I might already be in too deep.

My older sister ran away from home to avoid being forced into an arranged marriage with the mafia family blamed for her mother's death. Now, that burden has fallen to me. Eighteen and sheltered, my life has only ever revolved around the familiar comfort of the tennis court. I've always been shielded from the brutal realities of my father's world, protected from his enemies. Enemies like Lochlan Dunne, who my father now wants as an ally.

Angelo Russo came like a storm into my life and left destruction in his trail. The man who hates me beyond measure is the man who put a ring on my finger and gave me his name. My husband is my worst enemy. There’s nothing left to salvage from the wreckage of our lives. He married me to destroy me, and he did an outstanding job. He took my innocence and my virtue.

It was supposed to go like this: meet-cute at the dog park, have a hot and sexy hookup, and never see each other again. Things didn’t go quite like I was hoping. I met the fine Irishman in the park, but the rest of my plan was upended by an extremely inconvenient break-in. My record label isn’t thrilled that the lead singer of their biggest new band might have a crazed fan or angry ex out for revenge, so they hire a bodyguard to protect me. That sexy Irishman from the dog park? His name is Ronan Walsh, and he’s now my big, bossy bodyguard.

When I wrote to Callum Rose five years ago, I never expected a response. He was an up-and-coming rock star, after all, and I was just a shy seventeen-year-old. He did write back, though, and through hundreds of emails, we became best friends. Until the day we unknowingly broke each other’s hearts. It’s been three years since our last email. I’m all grown up with a new job at Good Music and finally have my act together. But then Callum Rose walks in the door, and I’m instantly thrown back to the days when he meant everything to me.

When I was little, I was obsessed with fairytales. My dad told me the stories of the stars and white knights who rescue princesses. I’d wear a silver plastic crown and stare at the sky, waiting for the day my knight in shining armor would come. Then my dad died, my crown broke, and my mom shipped my sister and me off to boarding school. And then I met them. My knights. Only they’re nothing like the fairytales I grew up on. They’re wrapped in sin and shrouded in darkness. Bossy, protective, alphaholes. And heirs to the Italian mafia.