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A GREAT PARTY DOESN'T REQUIRE A GREAT BIG BUDGET.You don't need an expensive venue, professional planner, or elaborate decorations to create a celebration people will remember.You need a plan.How to Plan an Unforgettable Party on Any Budget gives you a practical system for taking an event from a...

Crashing into my brothers' best friends was a mistake. Letting them stay might be an even bigger one. After I rear-ended their truck, I thought I'd just get a lecture and be done. But when Dean, Reed, and Lennon decided to move onto our ranch to help out, things got complicated fast. They're not just here to work—they're here to keep an eye on me, whether I like it or not. Dean's gruff attitude could freeze over Hell—especially when he calls me reckless. He made it clear after the accident that he thinks I need supervision.

If you find yourself driving down a winding mountain road near an endless stretch of pines, try tuning in to 104.6 FM: the radio station that shouldn't exist. Troubled radio host Evelyn McKinnon returns to her hometown of Pinehaven, but soon realizes the isolated mountain village has secrets of monstrous proportions. She's stalked by a bird with human eyes, her new co-host drives her crazy, and when the fog rolls in, the beasts of Pinehaven Forest begin their brutal, bloody hunt.

Good girl Quinn didn’t expect her night to turn to mayhem once she stepped into a legendary Halloween party. After needing a quick rescue from a stranger, she finds herself locked in a captivating game of infatuation with three masked men. Her one demand? The game ends at dawn. As desire collides with danger, how much can Quinn take before the sun comes up? Will her condition of only one night be enough? Or will her masked men leave their mark?

I’ve been keeping secrets. The kind I should never tell. And on Halloween night, when three men hidden behind masks find me in the woods, they unravel them one by one. They told me to run, but I love the chase. I want them to hunt me. I want them to find me. The three strangers in the dark And when I learn who the devils behind the masks are, my secrets are laid bare. I want them to claim me. Because the dirtier the secret. The sweeter the sin.

We like to believe monsters don’t exist, even in the moonlit streets of a place like Salem, Massachusetts. But they’re very real...and very human. There’s danger lurking around every corner. People are vanishing off the street into thin air, never to be seen again.

College student Quinn is surprised with a holiday getaway to a secluded cabin in the snowy mountains. When she gets stuck in a blizzard with her three masked men, she finds herself in the middle of a new seductive game. This time? It ends with just one word. As secrets are revealed and past traumas are brought to the surface, will they make it through the weekend? Will her demons overtake her? Or will her masked men save her?

They call it therapy. I call it torment. The Doctor says I’m sick, that the nightmares in my head must be untangled with his help. He’s the one who introduced me to Theo, my protector, my tormentor, my everything. Together, they pushed me past my limits, shattering every boundary I thought I had. But something feels wrong. In this asylum, there’s no escape —from the pain, the desire, or the madness. And when the truth comes to light, I’ll either break completely…or burn it all down. This book has dark themes with a heavy dose of mental health representation.

The problem with stalking a predator? Sometimes, they decide to keep you. I study killers for a living. I analyze their methods, dissect their psychology, and share their darkest deeds with my podcast listeners, but I’ve never encountered anyone like Remy. When I spotted him at the carnival, I knew he was different. Those powerful hands, that controlled grace, the darkness lurking behind his eyes—everything about him called to the shadows inside me. I told myself I was investigating the string of disappearances that followed the carnival’s route. But the truth? I was obsessed.

The week before Christmas. They lock eyes across the bar, and recognition freezes them in their tracks. She's his online fantasy. He's her most devoted subscriber. On this snowy Chicago night, the spark between them turns parasocial obsession into a dangerous connection. It should be nothing...

One fake date. Three alpha bikers. My rules? Don't fall. Their rules? I'm theirs. I only agreed to one night of pretending. A fake date to keep my past in the past. But with three ex-military bikers in my corner, pretending is getting harder. They're looking at me like I'm theirs to keep.

Every monster needs someone who understands them. I never thought it would be me. As a newly licensed psychologist fresh out of graduate school, I thought I was prepared for anything. Then I met Axel Morrison—charismatic, brilliant, and the most dangerous inmate in the facility. A man whose violent past should have sent warning signals blaring through my mind. Instead, I found myself drawn to him. To the darkness behind those piercing green eyes that seemed to see right through my professional facade to the shadows I've spent a lifetime denying. Each therapy session becomes a dangerous dance.

Politics prepared me for many battles—but not for becoming the prize in three men's war against my father. I thought entering the Hollow's Hunt would be my rebellion, my escape from the suffocating expectations of being Ravenwood Hollow's golden daughter. Instead, I became prey to three predators with vengeance in their hearts. Dominic Vega, with his cold calculation and demanding touch. Liam Hayes, whose intellectual intensity masks desires that shock even him. And Ryder Caldwell, whose charming smile hides the most dangerous game of all.

She doesn’t know it yet, but she’s mine. I first saw Emily when I was on a job—rifle in hand, target in sight. But it wasn’t the mark who stole my attention. It was her. The girl in the window, lit up by the glow of her kitchen light, completely unaware she’d just become mine. I’ve been watching her ever since. Her private moments. Her sweet little routines. The way she moans softly when she touches herself, thinking no one can hear. She thinks she’s safe in her apartment, but I see everything. The men she dated? Gone. I made sure of it. No one touches what’s mine. I’m not a good man.

There's nothing to be scared of. That's the brand I used to build my following. As a horror blogger and content creator, I made a name for myself by diving headfirst into haunted houses, cursed films, and urban legends—all without flinching. Fear? I don't even believe in it. But that was...

They kissed me like they owned me. Then they vanished. Now, my three ex-military cowboys are back—rich, possessive, and ready to claim what's theirs. I spent ten years convincing myself they never meant anything. That one stolen night was just a reckless mistake. But now Rhett, Arlo, and Shep...

Can there be peace without bloodshed? Now in control of a court, Faye allows those without magic entry, offering protection and sanctuary from those who possess it. But when her actions infuriate the old houses in Necromia, Faye is determined to rule without bloodshed and protect her people from the immortals who view the realm of Anaria as it has always been—the peasant lands. As tensions build, the Court of Lace and Bone, led by a sadistic dark-blooded queen named Delilah, openly challenges Faye.

Faye agreed to her sister’s brilliant idea to sneak into the Hunter’s Moon ball. A night the vampires in attendance held sacred, lusting under the eerie glow of the blood red moon. Faye was no vampire. She wasn’t even a race that possessed magic. Her ceremony failed, marking her an Anarian. A mortal without magic.

After losing everything, I rebuilt my life around work, routine, and walls no one gets past. Trust already cost me my pack and my future to Auren, the Omega who took it all. Now I run a construction crew in Pinecrest with long days, no complications, and plenty to fill my alone time. Then three men tip all of my hard-won peace on its head. Jared is young, earnest, and far too easy to want. Grady feels like a safe space. And Leif, the big Omega I step in to protect from harassment, keeps his distance.

Halloween. My eighteenth birthday. The night my world shattered and reformed into something beautifully grotesque. I was supposed to be celebrating, lost in a whirlwind of candy and costumes. Instead, I found myself trapped in a nightmare—bound and blindfolded, at the mercy of a masked stranger. His touch ignited every dark fantasy I’d buried, but instead of fear, I craved more. Every moment blurred the line between pain and pleasure, terror and desire. And then, the mask fell—the revelation that turned my blood cold. It was Jared. My stepbrother.