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Nothing much happens in a sleepy little town like mine. At least that is what I think until one night everything changes. People are disappearing at an alarming rate, but even more disturbing is how they end up on my table. I’m a coroner and no stranger to death, but even I wasn’t ready for the twisted game this killer plays. It turns personal when I awake to a gift and a note that says, He who wins a thousand common hearts is therefore entitled to some renown, but he who keeps undisputed sway over the heart of a coquette is indeed a hero.

At the worst moment, our little toy tries to run from us. She dares to act like she isn’t ours. So, I hunt her down and force her to remember who she belongs to. But she puts up a fight and tries to get under my skin. No one has gotten under my skin except Cole, and she does it so easily. It makes me livid. Angry. Afraid.

When a group of friends investigate the rumored ghost hauntings of a notorious cemetery, the band of complicated friends never expected their late night adventures would lead them to stumble into the hunting grounds of an ancient evil lurking nearby, enslaved by an unnatural fleshly craving.

She's become my obsession. I hate her for it. I took her for another reason. But now? Now I don't think I'll let her go.

Avery thought her suffering had ended. She thought wrong. After a traumatic start to life, being adopted was Avery's saving grace. She finally had parents who loved her and an entire mansion to call home. Her days were spent reading in the library and exploring her passion for ballet until a fateful accident changed everything and left her at the mercy of her step-brother.

Beaux is spiraling from a fresh breakup with his long-time girlfriend when his best friend, Marg, tells him to come to the bar and grill where she works for Taco Tuesday. Being the amazing friend she is, she feeds him tequila shots to drown his sorrows and feeds him all the tacos he can eat while also being sure to embarrass him on his birthday. Yet, when Beaux drifts off into a drunken sleep in one of the booths after closing, strange things come to life before him upon waking.

I was never supposed to fall for both of them. But loving two men was always going to come with a price. Twice the temptation. Twice the lies. Twice the consequences. Now the truth is unraveling, and there's no pretending this is something it's not. They don't want to share. They were never...

The glimmer of hope I held was shattered. Happiness was yanked away from me all over again by the same person that broke me at fifteen. Whether he’d done the deed or not didn’t matter. My mind only saw his face lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike. Kaivan McMillan ripped open the scars on my soul and let them bleed.

Two men. One heart. And a love never meant to survive. I've only ever loved two men, and they were never meant to love me back the same way. Julius was my safe place. My best friend. My first love. Kraven was my enemy. My undoing. My obsession. One held my heart with careful hands. The other...

Rhys Waversea has decided where his loyalties lie, and Clayton Michaels couldn't agree more. She's gone, and it's killing me. One minute Harper was here, biting back with that sharp tongue and soft heart, and the next, she vanished without a trace. No messages. No leads. Just a silence loud...

He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you're awake, he knows if you've been bad or good... so be a good little Vixen.

Being the underboss for the most powerful mafia Don this side of the Mississippi requires a certain level of detachment. After vowing to myself I would never have a family, too afraid of what it’d be like to lose them, I pride myself in being so disconnected from all feelings. Especially when having emotions can get you killed in this line of work, I don’t need the distraction. When my world is turned upside down from a single lapse of judgment, will I go back on my vow? Will I be able to balance the life of a reaper and a family man?

They say bad things happen in threes. For me, however, the fourth came in the form of Club Rapture. Locked in until morning, I'm forced to face unknown truths about myself, especially the lengths I’m willing to go to for praise. The Bloodied Skulls took everything that night. Stripped me bare and left me to pick up the pieces. Abandoned. Humiliated. Thrown into the shadows where my anger festered. Since then, I seek to find them and reap my revenge. They taught me to find pleasure in my pain, yet a bitter taste of anguish is all I’m left with.

Salem and Skye are two freshman roommates at Kildale Academy, when a fire destroys their dorm room. Left with no other options, they are forced to move into the only rooms available—which just happens to be at the fraternity known as Hell House. Little do they know their new housemates have been possessed by the Seven Deadly Sins, and they're in the mood for something downright sinful.

I'm supposed to be taking rulership of my planet when I find myself sneaking aboard an off-worlders' ship. It’s just my bad luck the last known shol male is a compatible mate, when being with him could jeopardize my entire species. I am a ruler, and it is my clan duty to mate for survival…not love. He can’t be mine if I wish to protect my planet from invasion.

Creatures of all kinds go to the Barista to find love, including the incubus known as Dante. Dante wants to find his soul mate—someone that won’t scream when they see his horns, his tail, and his…other thing. Thousands of years of seduction and power, and he still can’t fill the hole in his heart. When the Barista sets Dante up with a human named Peter, he realizes that he’s never wanted anyone else more. Peter is resistant, though, especially when it comes to the L word. Dante has his work cut out for him if he’s going to finally get his own little slice of hell.

Living in the quaint, small town of Adelaide Cove, it was expected that Grant, Edmund, Elizabeth, William, and Samuel would befriend each other. What they didn’t expect was their extreme wealth, questionable pasts and common interests drawing them closer together. No one knew how savagely depraved and carnal those desires truly were. One fateful night of sinful indulgences would seal their bond, releasing an evil in them even they didn’t know was there.

Trista has been on the run for years, attempting to escape a past that isn’t willing to let her go. Life taught her that she can rely only on herself for survival, and in turn, it’s made her cold, calculating, manipulative, and just a little vindictive. She knows they’re out there searching for her. She knows someone will always be right behind her, but a life spent running and hiding is exhausting. A life spent fighting and outsmarting her pursuers takes a toll.

Dad raised me to be a hard ass and that trait didn't dissolve when I moved out of his house. In fact, when I finally got my 'big girl' job at the prison it got worse. I have been observing Kace for a year now. Once he jumped on my radar, he fucked up. I make his life hell, little did I know my own was about to railroad me.

When the bodyguard learns she has a stalker... Laci Delgado-Hamilton Going out to a club on my own shouldn’t be such a big deal. I’m fully capable of staying safe, but the environment I choose to be in shouldn’t be so sketchy that I can’t let loose like the club claims. Turning into someone’s submissive slave for a night is a pleasure, not a sacrifice, but only if the man I’m submitting to is worthwhile. It’s a little hard getting close to anyone when there’s some unknown man stalking me in the background, but so long as we don’t get emotionally attached, does it even matter?