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Shield of Sparrows is a slow-burn, high-stakes romantasy perfect for fans of Sarah J. Maas and Rebecca Yarros—where enemies become lovers, monsters stalk a cursed realm, and a forgotten princess finds the strength to tear off her crown and become the warrior she was never meant to be. The gods...

Love Theoretically meets Lights Out in this swoony dark rom-com with a morally grey lead who wants to learn everything he can about the woman he’s obsessed with, but stalking her isn’t as easy as he anticipated. Summer keeps her dark fantasies close to her chest—and between the pages of...

I’m the sister of the Kane brothers, two overprotective hockey legends destined for the NHL. Which means my love life has always been a total disaster. They’ve blocked every guy who’s ever shown interest, their intimidating presence clearing the room faster than a buzzer at the end of a period. So when three masked men show up and turn my world upside down, I’m not complaining. They awaken something in me I didn’t know I was missing. And the best part? My brothers have no idea and can’t interfere.

I grew up as the precocious daughter of a preacher, but death stalked the hallways of my home, tearing my family tree apart and twisting my father’s love into something cold and constricting. Ever the good girl, I remained subservient under his watchful gaze, but each cutting remark and unrealistic expectation forced me to open my eyes and face the truth.

I've been called a lot of things in my life. Enforcer. Savage. Monster. None of them bothers me. I know what I am. I am the iron fist of the Knights of St. Boniface Motorcycle Club. I protect the club and keep my family safe. What don't I do? Get involved. Until her. She's trouble in torn denim, cowboy boots, and a smile I can't get out of my head. I should walk away. But I can't. Even when I know she'll ruin me.

I don't make mistakes. I don't do mercy. But the moment I married the wrong sister, I made both. She was only supposed to cover a shift. Now she's wearing my ring… and carrying my twins. Aria De Luca was never meant to be mine. Her sister shook hands with hell—me—then vanished. Aria stayed. The dress fit. The lie did too. She said I do. And I let her. I gave her my name like a curse. But now I want more than her signature. I want her obedience. Her loyalty. Her moans in my ear… But nothing about Aria is convenient.

After years of sabotaging my body and blaming my family for the loss of my love, I've refused to be a part of our Mafia involvement. Then my usual Indulgence service arrives, and for the first time in years, my body comes alive. I can feel. The only problem is the girl in my arms. The one I crave is not the girl I ordered. No, it's my stepdaughter.

Four steamy hockey romance novels in one addictive box set: the Kings of the Ice series delivers forced proximity, forbidden temptation, fake relationships, and heroes who fall hard—and fast.

Briar Thornton has spent months outrunning her past, but when she's drawn to the small Montana town of Bane Falls with the death of her late uncle and his estate to handle, she runs straight into a new nightmare—and a man more dangerous than the one who tried to kill her. Roman Syxx isn't a savior. He's a weapon—cold, precise, and programmed by the Dark Forces to destroy anything and anyone. As the lieutenant of the covert Icarus Squad, he's in Bane Falls on orders: infiltrate, eliminate, disappear.

My ex came back from the dead and stole me away from my happily ever after. Somehow, that's not even the worst of my problems. I've also been separated from my son. My father is trying to kill me. And my husband thinks I'm pregnant—but the truth is that I lost the baby... and I don't know how to tell him. Basically, my whole world's on fire. So I have a choice to make: I can take my son and run from this life, or I can beg Mikhail to leave it behind with us.

This was supposed to be my last hush money payment to a dirty cop for a crime I didn't commit. I've been tethered to danger since I was a little girl because of my last name. Of course, when I see the light at the end of the tunnel, it's stripped from me… by him, a ruthless up-and-coming mob boss with no business being this hot. Donny's the guy they call to kill the hitmen. And now he's trapped me for the rest of my days. I scheme and plan and try to escape, but he's always one step ahead of me. He's been hunting prey since I've been hiding from mobsters.

In the world of the shifter elite, a safe female is one without power. For me, that means hide or die. When wraiths invade my neighborhood and shit goes sideways, becoming a Guardian might be the only way to earn myself—and my beast—protection. The elite training program begins at the local shifter college, so I pack up my swords and my brother, and off to school I go. It’s no surprise that Guardian training is sexist as hell. But I didn’t expect to be trapped inside the campus walls, battling magical simulations rather than joining the real forces as they wage war on the monsters outside.

Rafael Marino is the epitome of a Mafia man. Dark, destructive, and deadly. Then he demands I become his nanny and tells me he owns every inch of me. Beneath his darkness, he sees me for who I am—a broken girl. Then he claims me as his little doll and promises to protect me. But what happens when he’s the one I need protection from? What happens when it’s him who becomes broken?

The moment I tasted her, I knew one thing—she was mine. I stole her from her wedding and put a ring on her hand. But there's an ache I can't ignore—I might never have her heart. Vivienne Cole is my enemy's daughter. My perfect revenge. And now… my wife. I planned to use her as my weapon to rip her father's world apart. But marrying Vivienne wasn't supposed to feel this good. Her fire tempts me. Her defiance dares me. Her laugh makes me forget I'm a monster. I should break her. Instead, I crave her. She calls me a beast. She's right. She hates me. She should.

Each Roman Catholic parish compiles a Book of the Dead from the lists of departed loved ones submitted by parishioners. Printed on the front of the envelopes are three words: November Dead List. In this series, a young priest opens one such envelope and discovers not a list of the dead but a list of people he knows to be alive and members of his congregation. At first he thinks it's someone's idea of a joke. Then the people named start turning up dead.

I’m Noah Fearly, a former child star with a serious adrenaline addiction and a thorough disregard for my own mortality. But you might know me by my ClikByte name. Maybe you even follow me? You and ninety-seven million others. NoFear. It’s not just my name; it’s my whole identity. Edgy, daring, dangerous stunts executed anonymously and uploaded to my channel for my followers to view. But the day my brother nearly died changed everything.

Brutal, cold, and illegally gorgeous, Dante Sartorre isn't just mafia royalty. He's also the tyrant owner of the infamously deviant and members-only Club Venom. He's also my new husband. In my defense, I wasn't supposed to be the bride. But I sealed my fate when I saved my friend by signing the Venom Devil's marriage contract myself. Now, he owns me. All of me…

Just when John thinks things are finally calming down, the world never fails to throw a new twist his way. And the latest one is deadly. A distress call from Katrine has set John on a crash course with a band of vicious dimensional raiders led by a supreme mage who are already planning an invasion, while back home, the clock is ticking on the prophecy of the beast invasion that will wipe humans from the face of the world. Worse still, John’s mana is growing stronger, forcing him to choose between sealing his mana away and becoming mortal, or destroying the world by his very presence.

Four years ago, Ryan Shaw broke my heart, tore it into little pieces and then stomped on it. Ryan is my fated mate, but when I saw him with another woman at the regional meet of all the Packs, I’d had enough. I finally told him what he meant to me, and being the jerk that he is, he rejected me in front of everyone. Heartbroken, I ran, trying to get as far away from him and the memory of that night as possible. Except I’m on a roll with picking jerks. So now I’m on the run again and heading back to the one place I know I’ll be safe.

Lev Zarkov is a real-life monster. No, correction, he's actually the devil. Except, when I first meet him, he's simply the mysterious, handsome man traveling next to me on a first-class flight to New York. And after being dumped at the altar by my loser fiancé who vanished into thin air the morning of our wedding, when things get flirty between me and the mysterious stranger, I think, why not? Surely, I deserve one night to forget. I mean, where's the harm in a little indulgence, right?