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She writes about killers. He kills. This December, they'll meet. Celeste Sterling came home to the Adirondacks with writer's block and daddy issues. She'll leave with blood on her hands and a monster's ring on her finger. Between now and then? Twenty-three days of being hunted by a man who makes her fictional villains look like choir boys. A man who collects deer skulls like love letters. Who knows every filthy word she's ever written—including the ones she deleted.

I knew the second I'd arrived back in Portland he'd know I was here within days, so it wasn't a shock to me that he came knocking on my door, literally. Kaden was my first love, but he isn't the same man anymore. These days he goes by another name, Kinetic, one he was given when he went overseas. Now he's in a biker club and living a totally different life. I came back here to take care of my elderly mother, but I didn't come alone.

I had it all. Or, at least, that’s what everyone else thought. Between my husband being the president of the Demons of Hell and his club, I had a “family”. Except the only thing that made us a family was my husband’s persistent reminders that it was. But a family doesn’t turn a blind eye to things. A family doesn’t let one of their own become a punching bag for their mistakes. For all the pent-up anger and frustration for something that isn’t even my fault. My “family” was the reason I nearly died.

Brought to you by Penguin. Taryn Cornick believes her sister Bea was deliberately run down and killed. She believes it so hard she allows a man called the Muleskinner to exact the justice Bea was denied. An eye for an eye. Which is when Taryn's problems really begin. Because the police suspect...

A bewitching epic fantasy about a revenge killing, a mysterious scroll box that has survived centuries of fires, and the book that changed everything "Intricately plotted and gorgeously written, The Absolute Book is a cinematic tale that is by turns dark and dreamlike, yet ultimately hopeful."...

Anyone with common sense would've stayed away, but I couldn't help myself. Spark I found her crying her eyes out, heartbroken after some idiot betrayed her trust. I meant to console her, to show her I was there, but something shifted that night. I ended up taking her up to my room and showing...

I thought I escaped hell when I ran from the Sanctuary. Hell found me on a Valentine's Day auction block. Where the highest bidder owns you—body, mind, and soul. Vaughn Sutherland paid more for me than most people see in a lifetime. He put me in a room with silk sheets and locked doors. He made me want things I shouldn't want. So, I ran. I made it a few hours before he found me.

ASHLEY. Quando si è sposati, ci sono cose con cui si impara a convivere… e altre che non si possono accettare. Mio marito Harry è un uomo violento e sono scappata. Per fortuna ci sono riuscita e sono tornata dai Reapers, la banda di motociclisti di mio padre. Sono salva… ma solo per il momento. È solo una questione di tempo prima che Harry riesca a rintracciarmi. Grazie a Dio, esiste Blackjack. Ha giurato che ucciderà quel poco di buono non appena metterà piede in città. È molto dolce con me, ma c’è qualcosa di più nel suo sguardo.

Beckett Maxwell reigns over Rivermont Academy with his loyal court: the Royals, their courtiers, their harem. He doesn't have time for a nobody like me: a scholarship student and daughter of faculty to boot. I'm the lowest of the low in a school full of highs. One year everything's going fine. Enough. The next, I'm some pawn in a Royal power struggle. Well, I won't have it. They can bully me, they can torment me, they can make my life miserable. But I will not be used in one of their twisted games.

I left because I had to; my father was selling me off to the most dangerous man in the world like I was a prized pony. There was already so much taken from me at the hands of my father, and I would allow nothing else to be ripped from me - especially my future. It was simple. I found a new identity. I wasn’t Caprice DiGiovanni, I was Amber, a sweet and sassy Southern girl from Alabama. I ran to the last place my father would expect me to go - Ireland. Everything was working out great for me - that is, until Sergei found me. I just never anticipated Liam Mackenzie going to bat for me.

Like every man, I had a type. Except Indra was the total opposite of that. She was exactly what I needed. But with her came an ultimatum I never expected. I was forced to choose between my family and her.

I've learned many lessons throughout my life, but one is more important than the rest: My life is not my own. I understand this more every single day with the actions my family commit. They've arranged for me to marry a clan leader. There's only one problem - I won't be marrying him. I'll be murdering him.

I've never been the type to get on the wrong side of the law until the day I did. I was given two options, to either go to jail for a very long time or become an agent for the CIA. I'm unlike any other agent, though. Most of my colleagues don't have families like I do. You see, I'm Romanian and the purest of blood flows through my veins. Since time has passed I believe I was targeted because of who I know. Otherwise I wouldn't have been sent on this mission, to take down Franco Falcone of the New York Crime Family.

She only came into our lives on a whim because we outsmarted the woman who was trying to double cross us. While I hated Sakura at first her actions have proven she’s not only as loyal as they come, but has undeniable honor. Now all I want to do is wrap her in my arms and tell her it’s going to be okay, that we’ll survive the battle with her family. But will we? Sakura isn’t just any gorgeous Japanese woman. She’s Sakura Kobayashi, daughter of the Yakuza and her father has put a bounty on her head.

My Prez thinks I betrayed his trust...but I didn't. I did the only thing I could think of at the time. I went to the one person who just might believe my ass - the national charter Prez, Rancid. Fortunately for me, he believed every word I told him and had me lay low for a while. The plan he made was foolish at best and got me in deeper shit than I was in before. I'm a dead man, but none of it matters when my eyes see the one thing I'd gamble with. Her.

Lacey was the one person I could never have. She was off-limits in every sense of the word. I went to my family's lake house and found her in the guest house. Little did I know she asked my father if she could spend her last free summer in the one place she adored. That summer the devil tempted me, putting forbidden fruit right in front of my very eyes. I did such a good job at keeping my distance until the night of her 18th birthday. She was officially a woman, and there wasn't another reason to keep my desires at bay.

They say when you know, you know. The only thing I knew the second I met her was that she was crazier than I was, and that made me crave her even more. Only, things never work out the way you think they will. She was hiding shit from me but more than that, she was hiding something from the club. After her betrayal I swore I wouldn't love again, but just as I swore off women someone else came into the picture. A breathtaking vixen that was sure to change my mind.

I don't know what it is about this stranger that sparks a fire deep inside me. He makes me question everything about my life. I met him one time when he was in the bar with a buddy of his. Weeks have gone by, and I haven't seen him, but I know where he is. He's a Reaper, and these bastards are easy to find.

My father gave me an ultimatum. He should really know better than that. I was set to marry Isabella, the daughter of a prestigious accountant for one of the Clans. He's been pressuring me for years to get married to extend our lineage - basically, to open up a baby-making factory. I may be marrying a woman, but it sure as hell won't be a boring little virgin girl. I want defiance in the highest form, and how better to achieve that than marrying a slave?

I changed every part of myself for him. At first, I thought it was because I loved him. Eventually, I realized that what he did to me was the most disgusting form of emotional abuse. He made me feel as if the authentic parts of me were wrong - that I was ugly. One night, after I had been through hell, I ran to my best friend Natasha's house. I wanted the comfort of my best friend - to hold me and tell me everything would be okay.