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Axel Hawthorne—Axe, is more monster than man. A bloodthirsty assassin with no mercy, no heart, no soul. The nightmare lurking in the underworld, my father commands. No one escapes his wrath. And now? I'm his. Trapped in his sick game of revenge. There's no escape. No hope. The Sovereign—a secret society of assassins driven by power, greed, and bloodshed—are the shadows in broad daylight, striking when you least expect it. I was born to serve them. My father's legacy is my burden. Now, his filthy greed has bound me to the deadliest Sovereign of all—The Reaper.

I killed someone. Not on purpose, but not exactly by accident. Regardless, those three little words have changed the course of my life as I know it. Suddenly, I'm thrust into a supernatural world I never knew existed to become sworn property of The Sanctum—a magical council ruling over all magical beings. My punishment? Confinement within the crumbling fortress of Institute 13, built for monsters like me. Shadow fae, feral wolves, and bloodthirsty vampires… this prison houses the darkest of their kind, and somehow I am one of them.

I've been able to keep my personal and academic life separate for the last three years I've been at Newhouse University. Not even my best friend/roommate knows the truth about my past. I learned a long time ago the best way to survive is to be invisible. My hope of graduating under the radar goes up in flames when James Hart gets assigned as my journalism partner. Not only do we have to write an article together, but he also has to write a story about me. I don't see an easy way out of this one.

Captain James Decker has lived a life of hunting, killing, and earning credits. To some, it hasn’t amounted to much, but to him, it’s led to him captaining the SC Fortune, a space cruiser with a competent crew that he’s grown fond of. After accepting a bounty hunting mission with a beautiful blonde woman as the mark, Decker finds himself soon without a ship and a crew. But as luck would have it, this same mission gives him back what he lost: a new ship and a new crew.

It ends where it begins. Four couples. Six books. One saga. Tristan and Morana. Dante and Amara. Alpha and Zephyr. Shadow Man and Lyla. The world is darker. The game more dangerous. The stakes much more deadly. A new era is born.

She lives in the shadows. He rules them. She's the moon, and he the dark night encompassing her. She's surrounded by demons, and he's the biggest devil of them all. And she's his. Passion, obsession, possession. Theirs is a tale of danger, deviance, dread, desires, and the darkest flavors of love. Annihilation is born.

With Egil the last male symbiote seeking to enter the Myrmidon System and destroy it, Captain James Decker and the crew of the Farrago have their work cut out for them. Egil is a being with more power than any other living creature, even James Decker with all his symbiote enhancements. But Decker has yet to complete his quest. There are more female symbiotes lost in space. If he can find them before it’s too late, he might just save the universe.

Some girls grow up in castles with fortresses to protect them from monsters. Other girls grow up in castles with fortresses to protect the monsters. I am both of these girls.

James Decker, captain of the living starship Farrago, has a mission: locate the seven symbiotes scattered across space. This mission will bring him credits beyond his imaginations, but it could also save the universe. He has found three, but there are still four more out there. All the while, the strange, faceless man from the Cloud Sea is never far away. He has his eye on this side of the void, and Captain James Decker might be the only one who can stop him.

I am the Reaper. Death incarnate, the Sovereign's most lethal weapon. I don't forgive. I don't forget. And this time—everyone bleeds. She was supposed to be leverage. The daughter of my enemy. My revenge, collared and chained. But she ruined everything. Now I crave her like I crave violence. And I'll burn the Sovereign Empire to claim what's mine. Her tears. Her screams. Her soul. I'm not just the villain. I'm the end.

I'd always been the black sheep of the O'Shea family, living life unfazed and unbothered. Then one day, a girl walked into a bar, we clicked, and lived happily ever after... Wait. Let's rewind. One day, Rosie Woods, the town's resident pocket rocket, walked into my family's bar and turned my world upside down. Then she disappeared, and I went back to my military unit... Three years later, she struts her sweet ass back into town, and our spark is even more explosive. We reconnect over shared memories and heated attraction, but it doesn't take long for life to start flinging curveballs.

I was happy running my family bar and cruising through life as a single guy, enjoying an abundance of fast women, hard liquor, and good times. Life was one big party until it took a turn. Reality struck, and everything changed when I lost my beloved da. Losing a parent is never easy, but mine left me with an added legacy, one I didn't want... a huge debt owing to a Mafia boss and no way to pay it. Then I was offered a reprieve in the form of Maeve Monroe—archeologist, bookworm, nerd, and the last girl I'd ever commit to.

When Savannah Miles comes into a sum of money, she decides to follow her lifelong dream and open her own thrift shop. The sweet-looking house in the woods seems like the perfect place. Except the house is filled with mystery—and three handsome men who have been stuck inside for decades. Felix, the original owner of the house, trapped for over a century. Luther, the 40-something postman whose search for the meaning of life led him to be stuck in the house since the 70s. And Theo, whose string of bad luck left him in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Lucca Pixon is the hockey player everyone dreams about being near—and being with. And, yes, I secretly had his baby. The truth could cost me my career and get him into trouble, too, so the single mom life is how I’ve been surviving. That is, until I’m given an assignment. It looks like Luc has gotten himself into trouble again, and it’s my job to write about it. The last thing I should do is randomly show up before a hockey game with a baby in a stroller and tell Luc he’s the father.

Our fate was sealed with a blood oath. She’s more than I expected. Beautiful. Fiery. Seductive. And hiding deadly secrets. Her angels play so nicely with my demons. I crave her touch. Her whimpers. Her obedience. Her light. Do I deserve her? No. Will that stop me from taking what’s rightfully mine? Also no.

Rafael Huntsman, crown prince of a sinful empire. Possessive. Dangerous. Achingly beautiful. And consumed by a chilling past. When I was nineteen, he laid eyes on me like it was the very first time. From that moment, I was his. Although it wasn't until much later, under a moonlit sky in a vineyard awash with fairy lights, that I surrendered—and he disappeared. Then fate intervened. Now we're forced together in a treacherous criminal world. He's still dangerously seductive, but I'm not an innocent girl anymore. I have a secret that puts us both in peril—and there's no going back.

My dark prince. My greatest temptation. My husband. Antonio Huntsman isn’t the prince of childhood fairy tales. He’s savage and dangerous. The ruthless king I need. The beast I crave. Together we’ll fight the monsters. The demons threatening to tear us apart. The villains who will stop at nothing to destroy everything. Our family. Our valley. Our love. There will be no mercy. We will take no prisoners. I pray we make it out alive.

A puppet, a prince, and a playboy. One arranged marriage. Three men I must keep at arm's length. Atticus Dupont has been watching me from a distance, controlling my life like he controls the seedy criminal underground. He longs to own my mind, body, and soul. Leo Winthrop is willing to do whatever it takes to protect me from the horrors of this castle, even if it means being cruel and pushing me away. And Prince Augustus? He's a reluctant royal that would rather sleep his way through court than be forced into an arranged marriage with me.

Elise Brandeis has never won a Pulitzer—and she never will. At least not while she’s delivering sandwiches at the Gotham Times instead of working there as an actual reporter. Her only shot at seeing her byline in print is to prove to the no-nonsense managing editor that she has a nose for news. And she’s got just the story to grab her elusive attention—right after she delivers this turkey on ciabatta. Chasing down leads brings Elise to Roosevelt Island, but just when the trail of clues begins to take shape, she gets stuck—literally.

My poisoned escape didn't set me free; it dragged me straight back to the darkness. I've spent my whole life clawing at the chains meant to bind me, convinced freedom was the answer. I was wrong. Liberation comes at a cost, and loyalty is easily repaid with betrayal. Now the past I tried to outrun is closing in, and survival demands more than stubborn hope. I don't understand everything about this supernatural world yet, but I refuse to be caged again. That would be easier if The Sanctum weren't watching my every move.