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Eve was only trying to get out of a horrible betrothal. At least, that's what she told herself when she snuck out onto the balcony during the royal feast, and had her wicked way with the first man she met. How was she supposed to know that while that was going on, the royal family was being murdered just beyond the wall? And the man she was with was a drunken, disgusting mess. There was no indication he was anyone at all of importance!

Brody - that’s the name that left my lips so many times, the name that stole my heart, the name that made me into the woman I am today, the name that eventually shattered my world so completely. He built me up, with love and desire - and then his darkness tore me down. Now he’s gone, out there trying to fight a battle that isn’t his to fight. He’ll die. No truer words have ever been spoken.

I don't mess with vanilla girls. Especially not ones as innocent as Talia. But when a snowstorm traps us at Club Protocol, I break my own rules. It's supposed to be simple revenge against my college rival. But her eager innocence stirs my dominant nature, and I can't resist inviting her into my world of kink and ecstasy. The way she blossoms under my command stirs up feelings I'm not used to, and revenge is a distant memory.

Nico, Rush, and Beck are the three leaders of The Gentlemen Mafia. For my entire life, my family has been at war with their gang, splitting our city down the middle. They're Violent, Possessive, and Psychotic. When my sister is kidnapped, I have no choice but to turn to them. But to trust them is to risk it all.

Work, sleep, and sometimes eat. Rinse and repeat. That’s been my life for the past two years. One struggle after another. Fighting to keep my sister alive. Fighting to maintain the strength to not give up. I had everything under control. I had a routine. Order. Until a certain Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome turned my world on its axis. He’s relentless. No matter how much I shut him down, he keeps showing up.

Mercy Wheeler and Gabriel Easton's sordid tale continues in Dirty Empire as Mercy finds her loyalties tested and Gabriel's attempt to break free of his family's legacy comes with unexpected consequences. 

Gabriel has made an art of dangling what I'm most desperate for in front of me, what he knows I can't refuse, no matter the cost. In this case, that cost continues to be me. He is still a scoundrel, but I'm starting to see something more. And while our bargain is proving advantageous in ways I never anticipated, the risks that come with being associated with a man like him are becoming painfully clear. But how much longer before this arrangement with Gabriel costs me everything I am?

I crashed into him twice. He's a ruthless rival Don who doesn't believe in coincidences. Our forbidden union will ignite a bloody war. Nico: She was never meant to cross my path, but now she's locked in a gilded cage, at my mercy. I don't even know her name, but I know she's mine, and I'll stop...

When I was born, my life was set on a path of destruction, greed, enemies, and certain death. None of that mattered until them: Ryder, Gage, Dex, Holden, and Leo. They are my life, my loves, and in the blink of an eye, they were ripped away from me. At twenty-two, I rose to power as the first female Boss of the Italian Mafia, and at twenty-five, I almost died because of it. I didn't take the threat of a deranged stalker seriously, and it could cost me and Zane, a former love, our lives and sanity.

When Dad died, he made me the leader of the Italian Mafia. That position was unheard of for a woman—until me. Ryder, Dex, Gage, and Holden are my team, my closest friends. Then Leo waltzes into my life, turning it upside down, along with everyone in it. One lie. One secret. That's all it took to bring it all burning down around me. Jealousy and hidden desires from the four guys I thought only saw me as their friend and boss stoke the flames even higher.

My reputation at home is a laugh so I go to the place where I'd always been the happiest: Magnolia Grove with my Mimi and Pawpaw. Little did I know that news of my brief and failed marriage had made it there. I venture to a nearby town for one night of peace. I thought I was emotionally...

I've been called a lot of things in my life. Enforcer. Savage. Monster. None of them bothers me. I know what I am. I am the iron fist of the Knights of St. Boniface Motorcycle Club. I protect the club and keep my family safe. What don't I do? Get involved. Until her. She's trouble in torn denim, cowboy boots, and a smile I can't get out of my head. I should walk away. But I can't. Even when I know she'll ruin me.

The last thing I thought I'd be doing in Vegas was protecting some wannabe gangster girl. But as a rising star in the Consortium, an elite arms-trading organization, I do what I'm told. That's how I find myself gifted as a bodyguard to Brie "Breezy" Colombo, widow of a powerful Mafia Don, after someone takes a shot at her. Everyone knows she's just a gold-digging trophy wife, her grief as fake as her long blonde hair, her perfect smile, and her… Well, maybe they're real.

Making it as a fashion designer in New York City feels a lot like trying to fly to the moon with homemade wings. My Instagram is slowly gaining traction, but the grind is exhausting. So when my best friend asks me to be the maid of honor at her shotgun wedding in Malibu, I'm tempted to head back to L.A. for good. Especially since my unrequited crush is also on the guest list.

Niri Healer Nirrn lives by logic, order, and the healer's oath. But everything unravels the moment he stumbles upon Islae—an underground human medic risking her life to treat the forgotten and discarded. She's reckless. Stubborn. And maddeningly brilliant as well as beautiful. When her illegal clinic is destroyed, Nirrn does the unthinkable: he brings her into his world. Now they're on the run, hunted by a corrupt system that sees their bond as a threat.

Some warriors fight for glory. He fights for her. Dernin was born to protect, not to entertain a bloodthirsty crowd. Captured on Jorvla and forced into a brutal underground fighting ring, he's spent months battling for survival. Until his next match comes with a prize he never expected. Alaysia never believed in heroes. Sold as a trophy for the tournament's victor, she refuses to be another man's possession. But when a golden-scaled warrior steps between her and a monster, she sees a different kind of power.

The Saviors. We're the protectors. We play judge, jury, and executioner to keep people safe. We take on missions that no one in their right mind ever would, and we do this without complaint. That is until we take a mission none of us saw coming. A simple protection detail might be enough to bring us down. Our bond is tested, lines are crossed, and lives are on the line. Will we come out of this on the other side? Or will this be what ends the beta team?

The GodKing ordered me to slay the sorceress Sylvanna and retrieve the Heart of the Eclipse—a legendary artifact said to shape fate itself. Failure was not an option. But when I found her, her Shadow Magic overwhelmed my Celestial Light. I alone bear the Holy Fire, yet I was powerless against her. She offered me a deal: take her Oath of Submission and serve her for a time, and she would grant me a chance at the Heart. I had no choice but to obey. I never expected to crave it.

Balancing a fake identity, a deadly tournament, and a secret rebellion? No sweat. Juggling my new relationship with Salem while my feelings for the rest of my demon hybrids spiral out of control? That's where the real danger is. After our trip to the surface, we have to pretend we don't know the...

Between a mountain of debt that isn't mine, a threatening pack of asshole alphas that won't take no for an answer, and a restaurant that has never been my dream, I'm barely hanging on to my sanity. You'd never know by looking at me, though. I'm a pro at pretending, pasting a smile on my face, and telling everyone I'm fine. When a breakdown on the side of the road brings America's sweetheart omega to my front door, things get… weird. Liam Cordova—singer, songwriter, actor, model—makes himself at home in my tiny cabin for the night, whispering sweet words in my ear.