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The plan was to collect everything I could on the Bonetti Brothers and take them down. As an Assistant District Attorney, I want to keep the community safe from this mafia family. More than that, I was attempting to make a name for myself. Little did I know the way things would fall apart. I didn’t see him coming. The man with the nickname that matches him to a ’T’.

Possessive. Violent. Perfect. Mine. After our time at Black Falls High, we moved to Mayfair, the college of my dreams. With my singing career taking shape, Fox's football career off and running, Ethan's photography, and Enzo and Cole's... well, whatever secret things they do happening, life...

I’ve been waiting my whole life to get my wolf. But now that the time is here, I need to run. Three years ago, a nightmare of an alpha took over my pack by force, and ever since, he’s been trying to do the same to me. I can’t let that happen. I need to escape him before he can lay a claim, flee from what I’ve always wanted, or risk getting a wolf that will submit to him.

The night I catch my husband cheating is the night I stop pretending. I don't cry. I don't scream. I don't get mad—I get even. So I bring home another man—a stranger with wicked eyes and a smile sharp enough to carve me open. I let him have me in the house I share with a liar. A moment of weakness? Maybe. A moment of revenge? Definitely. But he saw me—the darkness, the hunger, the parts my husband hated—and he wanted more.

He was supposed to catch killers, not marry one. Detective Boston has built a career on hunting dangerous people. Rules don't scare him. Blood doesn't bother him. And morality has always been… negotiable. But nothing prepares him for the night he walks in to find her. An assassin for hire with...

Elorie has never known anything beyond the magic-void prison island of Alyssium. She tends to the dead who are sent to the shore for burning, while living among the humans who help guard the Fae prison. Until one day, she rests her hands on a dead Fae prisoner's chest and accidentally wakes the most lethal warrior in the constellation of realms. Fascinated by Elorie's unique ability to resurrect such power, the King summons her to the Ley Court. He declares her to be his chosen, promising a union that will restore magic to a dying land. But the Fae she woke has other plans.

I'm forced to marry my dead best friend's fiancé. Most people call me a freak. Damaged goods. Addict. The outcast daughter of the Marchetti crime family. A black sheep with a dark soul. But then one night, I fall into a darker one. Bane Antonov, the cold, villainously beautiful crown prince of...

Desperate. Broken. Unhinged. Vengeful. I’m dead to them. I was buried in a forest, never to be thought of again. Or so I thought. Being stuck in this nightmare, I’m desperate to break free. My whole life seems to be a prison, and with my kings gone, I have a new warden. And this warden is now the kings biggest enemy. If I’ve learned anything from my new life it’s that you can run, but you can’t hide, especially from your past. When the lies and secrets come out, I take matters into my own hands. This queen knows how to rise from the ashes and rule.

I ran as fast as I could, escaping the monster, escaping my personal hell. I wanted freedom, a ray of precious sunlight, yet all I found was darkness. Pitch black consuming darkness. That's until an opportunity arrived, maybe the most dangerous of them all, but the only one that could save me—The Pleasure Room. Heaven and hell dancing in mesmerizing circles.

Tarian Hadez—thirty-three, real estate mogul, mob lord, most eligible bachelor in New England, god. The god-part is an exaggeration. After all, if true deities existed, then the world would be a magical place, and it's really not. At least, my world isn't. Calanthe Bloom. That's me. Twenty-four, college graduate drowning in debt, true crime addict, florist by default, single by design. Although not living my best life, I'm enthusiastically pursuing it. Especially, in my dreams, which, since a recent flower-d

He lied in front of the whole town. Now I'm the woman who has to make it believable. Nash McCoy needs a fiancée to be taken seriously. There's just one problem. She doesn't exist. Until me. I'm the last woman in Buckhorn who should ever pretend to love a McCoy Not with the history between our...

Life in the village is kind of boring. But all of that changes when the wolves come. These wolf shifters haven't been in the human kingdom for centuries, but here they are, rounding up all the women. The Wolf King is desperately searching for his mate. He's huge. Dangerous. Terrifyingly...

Marrying her was my duty. Falling for her was my undoing. It was my idea to kidnap the daughter of my father’s rival. In my defense, I never expected that marrying her would be a part of the plan.

When my boss starts harassing me at a work function, I do the only thing I can think of; I pretend cocky bratva pakhan Dimitri is my boyfriend. It works. For a little while. Then Dimitri suggests we take it one step further and ‘get married’. My boss gets off my back, Dimitri has an out of the arranged marriage with rival mafia boss, Massimo’s, daughter. It’s a win, win. Except getting married does nothing to scare off Giovanni.

Huxley Hosea was at the lowest of the lows. Exhausted—both mentally and physically—he could barely put one foot in front of the other. Tired to the bone due to a never-ending war. He was desperate to find a new every day that didn’t revolve around getting shot at by kids that could barely hold a rifle steady. War had broken his soul, and the last thing he wanted to do was go home and pretend that he was just a normal citizen. But then he sees her, also at her lowest of lows, for the first time, and his soul latches on. Bernice, his salvation.

I thought I was late for my cousin’s wedding, but the wedding turned out to be for me... If I’d known the sexy arrogant guy in the elevator was my future husband, I probably would have turned and ran. My own father sold me out, promising my hand in marriage to Alexei Koslov, a sexy, arrogant bratva boss. The last thing I want to do is get married, but nobody says no to the Koslov bratva.

Once, Nero was my savior. He protected me, craved me, hungered for me, and I burned for him. Then one terrible night he disappeared without a trace. For months, I searched for him like a good wife, and I prayed for him to come home. When he did, the dream marriage he promised me turned into a nightmare.

I've had a crush on the vampire king since I was fourteen years old. That poster came down years ago, obviously. I'm a grown woman now, saddled with a useless degree and fifty-seven thousand dollars in student debt. So when I take a high-paying job as a maid in the Krovenian royal castle, I...

Ruthless. Cunning. Gorgeous. Killers. They are the Kings of Bolten, an elite academy I have no business being in. My desire to remain invisible is dashed when I find myself bound to one of their enemies. Now, there’s no escape. With me in the crosshairs in a war between Kings and Lords at Bolten, will I be another victim or will the Kings spare me on the condition I belong to them? One thing is certain. I have a few dirty little secrets. Maybe I’m not the good girl everyone thought. Maybe I’m meant to be queen. Maybe… I’m meant to rule.

Twenty-one years ago, I let Marlena Hutchins walk away. She was eighteen. I was twice her age, drowning in divorce and club business. I convinced myself pushing her out of Sharp was the right thing to do. Turns out she left pregnant with my kid. A daughter I've never met. Twenty years of birthdays, first days of school, graduations —gone. Stolen by the woman who just walked back into my life like those two decades don't matter. Now Marlena's back in Sharp. Back in my bed. And pregnant again. My ex-wife wants her dead.