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A few hours after losing my job, I get a call from a stranger who claims I've inherited property from my father. I assume it's a scam, because my dad is alive. Turns out my mother is the liar. I board a flight to my bio-dad's hometown, but the turbulence is so bad I worry we won't make it. Declan, the hot, tattooed hunk next to me, is terrified too. When the plane freefalls for half a second, he kisses me with the passion of a man who thinks he's about to die. He seems to regret it immediately—and we both regret it when we discover he's my new neighbor.

Gabriel has made an art of dangling what I'm most desperate for in front of me, what he knows I can't refuse, no matter the cost. In this case, that cost continues to be me. He is still a scoundrel, but I'm starting to see something more. And while our bargain is proving advantageous in ways I never anticipated, the risks that come with being associated with a man like him are becoming painfully clear. But how much longer before this arrangement with Gabriel costs me everything I am?

Some love stories start with a choice. Theirs began with a sacrifice. Human slave Mila's survival depended on obedience—until she uncovered a secret that made her a target. Beaten, imprisoned, and left with no way out, she never expected a Naga warrior to destroy her chains. Niri General...

The GodKing ordered me to slay the sorceress Sylvanna and retrieve the Heart of the Eclipse—a legendary artifact said to shape fate itself. Failure was not an option. But when I found her, her Shadow Magic overwhelmed my Celestial Light. I alone bear the Holy Fire, yet I was powerless against her. She offered me a deal: take her Oath of Submission and serve her for a time, and she would grant me a chance at the Heart. I had no choice but to obey. I never expected to crave it.

The first time I met Micah Delarosa, I ended up in bed with him. It was supposed to be a one-night stand—no names, no strings, no regrets. Just a fleeting escape from my small-town life and my father's crushing debts. Except I didn't just sleep with a stranger. I tangled with the most ruthless Italian mafia boss in the city. And I was sent to steal from him. I broke into his vault, thinking I could get away with it. But when Micah found me, instead of punishment, he made me an offer: one year as his wife and he'll pay my debts and keep me safe from my abusive ex.

She was never meant to be his. But now that she is, he'll never let go. Priscilla has spent her life fighting for freedom. Surviving captivity made her strong, but escaping it made her dangerous. The last thing she needs is another dominant, overbearing warrior trying to control her—even if he...

Some marriages start with a loving "I do." Theirs starts with a lie. When human Kleena is snatched off the streets of Jorvla and thrust into an auction, she expects to find herself at the mercy of her buyer, not rescued by a Naga prince—even if he is a warrior haunted by the ghosts of his own...

Nico, Rush, and Beck are the three leaders of The Gentlemen Mafia. For my entire life, my family has been at war with their gang, splitting our city down the middle. They're Violent, Possessive, and Psychotic. When my sister is kidnapped, I have no choice but to turn to them. But to trust them is to risk it all.

The Labyrinth is a place of deals and desire, where the wealthy and dangerous play. Asterion's word is law, and he rules the club and fighting arena with an iron fist. As a member of the Court of Styx, no one in Greece is willing to risk crossing him . . . well, almost no one. Ariadne is an assassin, with no job too hard or too dirty. She'll do anything to get revenge on her powerful boss who murdered her sister and is keeping her in debt to him. When she receives the contract of her life, everything she's ever wanted is in reach.

Who ever heard of a fairy princess with no magic? Well, that happens to be my fate. I am Alira Shiningstar of the Royal house of the Seelie Court. I am descended from a long line of powerful Fae, and yet I have no power of my own. I might be forgiven for having no magic, but I have no beauty, either. I am curvy where I should be thin and my hair is dark instead of blonde. I do not look like the other Fae maidens…so why is it that Liath Blackthorn, the Prince of our sworn enemy, the Unseelie Court, wishes to marry me?

My name is Lily. I’m a divorced, middle-aged mom and also…the rightful ruler of the Dark Fae? I know, it sounds crazy. There’s no way I can be the Lost Princess everyone’s been looking for. But try telling that that to Krynn and Sel, the two muscular Fae warriors who are now my protectors. They're determined to keep me safe and satiate my intense new cravings for blood and sex. But will I survive to become...the Queen of Midnight?

Vera is determined to make amends, but breaking into the Faylands is difficult, and all her attempts to bring Ronan to her have failed. When she learns he's gone missing, she undertakes a risky mission to find him and falls into Boone's trap. He's been hunting her, and he's determined to put her and her beast down for good. Vera is put on trial and sentenced to death, but Ronan saves her.

After weeks in the Esposito Hotel, I now know three things: 1. The Gentlemen are liars. 2. The Trilogy took my sister. 3. My father is insane. I'm on my own again-the spare to the heir, with nothing to lose and no one I can trust. All I care about is finding Sophie, and getting the hell out of St. Adrian. I'm ready to run.

One look. One moment. One girl. She was all it took for me to lose my focus. My whole life changed in the blink of an eye.

Mercy Wheeler and Gabriel Easton's sordid tale continues in Dirty Empire as Mercy finds her loyalties tested and Gabriel's attempt to break free of his family's legacy comes with unexpected consequences. 

Vera wants nothing more than to earn a place with the Rogues, but with her penchant for turning everything to ash and her monstrous appearance, she fits in better with the flesh-eating beasts plaguing her world than she does the warriors fighting them. When the opportunity to join their ranks finally presents itself, nothing goes as planned. Too late, she realizes she's broken the second fae law and she didn't attempt to steal from just any fae. She attempted to steal from him, the Enforcer.

What do you do when the huge stone gargoyle you just happen to touch comes to life and declares he’s your protector? Well if you’re me, you try (unsuccessfully) to send him away. But Kael doesn’t want to leave my side. He says he has to keep me safe from the danger coming after me and I can’t exactly deny it. I have an abusive ex who’s determined to get back together—whether I want to or not.

When a pack finally claims me, I expect the worst—dominance, control, a cage with softer walls. What I get instead are five patient, protective souls who see past my fear and fire. Three alphas and two betas who don't just want my body—they want me. All of me. Even the broken parts. They want to glue me back together, make me whole again. Just when I begin to believe in forever, the government issues a brutal recall: all omegas must return for "fertility testing." But the truth runs darker. I uncover secrets that could destroy everything—unless I'm silenced first.

My father needs a pawn as he plays King with the Irish Mafia. Releasing me from the asylum walls that kept me from my revenge, I'm free to play a few games of my own. Games I plan on winning. The taste of revenge sits sweetly on my tongue as I watch her, Claire, my new obsession. I keep her safe in a cage made of glass. Safe from the cravings she stirs in me. I watch her, my hunger growing with every move she makes.

Leaving the UK to start over in New York City seemed like a great idea in theory. But raising a child by myself has not exactly been a walk in the park, and this move has proven to be a challenge like no other. The last thing I need is this infatuation that I can't seem to get over. Abigail Lyons is nineteen years younger than me, way too pretty for her own good, and has made it clear in no uncertain terms that she hates my guts.