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"All I have is time, and I'll spend every moment of it convincing you that we are worth the risk." Jaxon One tragic accident was all it took to turn my life upside down. Now the ranch I once loved feels like a reminder of everything I lost, and keeping people at a distance is the only thing that...

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.

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.

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.

Naturally, being broke isn't an option, so I agree to marry Mikhail. But I decide to have a little fun with him first. Watching Mikhail venture way out of his comfort zone to complete my ‘bucket list’ is hilarious, but things turn deadly when two men try to kidnap me. Mikhail kills the men, then he takes me to his house and locks me up. He’s determined to keep me safe, but I don't need his protection. I can look after myself. Until I can’t anymore.

The blurb below contains major spoilers for book two of The Pleasure Room series. Proceed at your own risk! I was weak, but now I am strong. I was mistreated, and it is time they have a taste of their own poisons. They say the road to hell is paved with good intentions. That's exactly where they...

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.

Scythe comes from old-fashioned country life. His word is his bond, and he challenges any wrong he encounters. Lying to Scythe is not a good idea. When he spots a heavily made-up woman wearing an obvious disguise, he knows something’s up. Why is she pretending to be someone she isn’t?

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.

From USA Today bestselling author Nikki Sloane comes Book 3 in the thrilling Dangerous Obsession series.

When life has spent its last breath and death is waiting its turn, how is one supposed to survive? When you watch the person you love slip away, when your hands shake and your arms aren't strong enough to pull him back, how do you keep fighting? When salvation rests on your shoulders alone. When...

She ran from her wedding. Now she's standing on my porch… still in the damn dress. Faith Ross always did have a wild streak, but seeing her stumble out of a wrecked truck on Christmas Eve—lace torn, eyes glassy with panic—is something I'll never forget. Six years ago, she left Buckhorn...

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

The fae general takes a war prize... On the run from an abusive husband, I just want a fresh start in a faraway town where no one knows my name. I never expected the first settlement I reached to be conquered by a fae army only hours after my arrival. I also never expected to be captured by General Tristan Dalgaard, the huge, black-winged fae male who leads the army. War prize. That's what he considers me. The spoils of battle. He says he'll never let me go. Though General Dalgaard's massive size terrifies me, he has a surprisingly gentle touch as he tends my wounds.

I was supposed to expose him. Soren Nixon, the untouchable media mogul, the one who hides behind locked doors and whispered oaths. My job was simple. Uncover the truth behind The Forsaken Society. But nothing about him is simple. I found a man who is carved from control and sin, who spends his free time fighting in underground rings to feel something real. He's dangerous in ways I can't write about, intoxicating in ways I can't resist. Every secret pulls me deeper into his world. Every touch makes me forget my purpose.

She left me once. Now she's back—with a four-year-old who looks a little too familiar. Five years ago, Rose Howard walked out of Buckhorn—out of my life. I told myself I was over her. Hell, I tried to be. But when she shows up in town right before Christmas—soft smile, that same...

Mine to Protect is a friends to lovers, second chance at love, later in life romance between a single mother and the man she always secretly loved. Ignoring David Black was one of the hardest things to do, but where I come from, family comes first. Now my husband was dead and there was no one else I trusted to protect me or my boys except my ex-best friend. Too bad we didn’t know what I needed protection from. As the owner of Blackguard Security, it was my job to protect the people who hired me. But Kassandra Bennett was once my best friend. The one person I shared everything 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.

Forgive me, Father… for I’ve sinned, and the Dollhouse has carved those sins into me. I don’t know who they are beneath the masks—or why they locked me inside their perfect little nightmare—but they hunted me, cornered me, pushed me past every boundary I thought I had. Fear was supposed to break me. Instead, they taught me to crave the darkness I should have run from. I need absolution, Father. I need to escape. Because if I don’t get out soon, I can’t take down the Cosa Nostra’s don. I swear I’ll try to be a good girl and forget what the Dollhouse awakened in me.

On Tuesdays we escape. If we trip… we’re trapped. I was born to play by the rules. Smile for the cameras. Lead Omega. Pretend I don’t feel the eyes on me. But he’s always watching. Not just him—them. The Society. The system. The ones who say they own me. I thought I could play the game and stay safe. Perfect. Polished. Untouchable. Then came Terror Tuesday. Now I’m locked in a maze designed to test me, break me… trap me. And I can’t tell who the real danger is. The masked man who stalks me from the shadows? Or the ones waiting for me to fail? My name is Olivia Cardell.