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Trouble. I hit it with my car… Then I carried her home. Taking care of her wounds with my own dark depravity. Her scars tell a story, burns, cuts…some old…but there are some wounds that are fresh. So fresh they tell a dangerous, intriguing tale. One I’m captivated to learn. When she opened her eyes she didn’t recoil like the others. Instead, she told me her name.

Monsters exist. The only problem is… I'm the only one that can see them. I always thought I would outgrow it. That one day, I would magically wake up, and the nightmares that haunt my life would suddenly be gone. Unfortunately, that hasn't been my luck. Avoidance is key. Don't look at them. Pretend they aren't lurking in the shadows, and never make eye contact. But what happens when the events of my life spiral out of control, plunging me into a new world full of magic, death, and chaos?

Tarek They say every rich man needs a wife. I say, all you really need is good food, plenty of money, and a warm, willing woman. Commitment? I break out in hives just hearing the word. Sure, I might be morally flexible, but I'm happy. What more could I want? A family? Me? Never! At least, that's...

Fifty years ago, supernaturals walked amongst humans, hidden in plain sight. Overnight, the world changed. The veil shattered, revealing their true nature, and humans were forced into sectors so those with preternatural blood could flourish out in the open. Every human's twenty-first birthday is marked by a rite of passage. The Awakening, as the supers call it. It's simple. We dip our toes into a God-made lagoon, then go home.

I hid in the shadows all my life. That was where I felt I belonged the most, because I was ridiculed by the ones I loved, by society’s view of women like me.

It was Halloween, my favorite time of the year. I had my dream job as a tattoo artist, a loyal best friend, and an ex who happily tended to my needs without complicating our arrangement with feelings. Everything was going great until Devil’s Night when the masked man watched me from the shadows like a predator stalking his next meal, and that’s what I was: his prey. Like any natural-born predator, he was bloodthirsty, staking his claim to me before I could see the face behind his mask. He wasn’t afraid to kill for a bite of what he craved.

Humiliation is the sweetest revenge. If I want to see my father's reputation in tatters, then I have to take his most prized possession: his new wife. I've waited twenty-five years to make him pay for what he's done. I don't want to hurt Carrie, but she's collateral damage. This world has branded me a b*stard... And it's time for me to embrace it. As the line between right and wrong blurs, one thing is clear: I'm ready to embrace the darkness within. But at what cost?

Jade may have survived her wedding night in the ruthless kingdom of Rewyth, but her battle is far from over. Thrown into yet another new world, Jade is forced to fight between her heart and her intuition as humans and fae pull her in opposite directions. Jade is no longer the only human in sight, yet she finds herself defending the fae more and more.

The first time I met good girl Maggie Sullivan, she was my brother’s guest at Sunday dinner. That should have been enough to keep me away. It wasn’t. The night I lost my tightly held control—she kissed me back and it was everything I could have ever imagined. Until our lives changed forever as my family went down in flames. I left and never planned to come back to our small town. Now, years later, everyone knows my songs. The ones I wrote about her. The scars that never healed, bleeding out on stage. Fame and its late nights get tiring, so I’ve returned to Little Falls to right my wrongs.

Five years since the realms were brought together. Three years of peace. The darkness the queen eradicated barely a whisper. But Malikye, General of the Shadows, feels an unease in the bridging kingdoms of Faedom. Malikye, General of her armies. Elijah, the royal guard to the queen, always acquaintances but nothing more until they cross paths on a night of feral desire. Chaos erupts when the Queen’s daughter is kidnapped. Malikye and Elijah rush to find the young princess before her absence is noticed.

When Fiaa turns 21, strange things begin to happen. A chance meeting with a stranger has her seemingly normal life spiraling out of control. This stranger, Ryker, Prince of Faerie, finds something magical and unique with this mortal girl. With one look she has entranced him, but with one touch she sees right through his glamour. Taken to another world, Fiaa's eyes are open to the magical realm of Faerie, where more secrets seem to loom.

he was a liar. A deceiver. A seductress. And now Helene King is a Daughter of the Order. Under the guise she was headed for the place where Halestrom Hale held our sister she is forced into a truck. Only that wasn’t where she was headed. A new breed of evil rose. One that told us exactly what Hell waited for her. With the cold, hard bite of steel at my head, my last hope lays in the only man who can help us now.

They call me The Hitman. The NHL's dirtiest player. The ender of careers. On the ice, I'm unapologetically ruthless. Off the ice, I'm worse. All it takes is one pissed-off message from a stunningly beautiful fan after a brutal game and I'm knocked off balance. Suddenly, I'm stalking. Watching. Obsessed. Cassidy thinks she knows danger? She hasn't met me yet.

From the New York Times bestselling author of Before I Let Go comes a powerful forbidden romance about one woman on the brink of making a life-altering decision. Kerris Moreton knows how to make things work. Bounced from foster home to foster home as a kid, she adapted; when opportunity arose...

They call him a legend—one of the greatest guitarists of our time. The mighty Ace of Spades brought in to produce my album and save the day. Not only is he covered in tattoos. He’s gorgeous, talented, and infuriatingly arrogant, even demanding I trust him. Trust him? I. Hate. Him. I’m a former child star turned rock princess, caught up in all kinds of bad press and scandal. I need to stay focused on my music and career. Not get distracted by his filthy mouth and piercing eyes. If only our chemistry wasn’t off the charts.

Darius Keyes learned the hard way that women weren’t to be trusted. Betrayed in the most dangerous way, he left the military with his deepest scars invisible to the naked eye. He doesn’t need a woman; his mistress is his motorcycle club. And who needs love when he’s already married to the pursuit of justice? He was set in solitude, until an ongoing case brings him straight to the home of Athena Holman—his high school sweetheart.

I've snapped the necks of evil men already—but there's one I never got to, and he took the most from me. So when a blonde beauty queen opens the door with tears in her eyes, heads are gonna roll. But I have my orders. I'm just here to paint the walls, not save a snobby seductress from a cruel man. Except my men have other plans… With Luke and Mateo's blood rushing south, I'm the only one thinking clearly. Getting involved with a senator's wife would screw us all sideways. Ain't it my luck… that's exactly what they want.

I was meant for more than teaching psychology at Blackmore University. I am the second son of the family's consigliere. They married me to a widow who quickly passed. My inheritance—her daughter. I admit that I have looked favorably upon her over the years. I admit that intentions have been less than noble. Now, she's at Blackmore. Away from the family's watchful eyes. Away from her uncles who see right through me. Away from everything that keeps us apart

My mates have all the wooing power of a badger with diarrhea, so it's no surprise when I'm not exactly eager to bend over and become their bride. Not that their ridiculously bad moves are entirely to blame. I'm quaking in my cheap boots at just the thought of having four husbands. One is bad enough, am I right? Except when I decide to run for it to get a little space, I'm kidnapped and taken on the adventure of a lifetime. Now, I'm not even sure if the men I rejected over and over are coming to get me, or if I'm doomed.

I wasn’t supposed to break up with my boyfriend of two years at my birthday party. I definitely wasn’t supposed to lose my virginity that same night or do it all over again the next morning. I wasn’t supposed to move in with the three men that drive me insane—while also making my panties wet—after I’m kicked out of my apartment. And I really shouldn’t be falling for them.