Living in a world where I was worth more dead than alive was a choice. I was a bad man; I never claimed to be anything else. I've done things I'm not proud of, seen things that can't be unseen. I've caused pain that I can't undo. It was all my choice. Every decision. Every order. Right and wrong never mattered. Until her. She was under my protection, until she became my obsession.

I once read that every warrior hoped an honorable death would find him. I always went looking for mine, but not even the Reaper wanted me. I was trained to kill. I was trained to not ask why. To take orders and just march in line. Hoo-ah motherf--ker. Life or death. Ride or die. And I'm not only talking about the military. I'm talking about the life that led me on the road to nowhere. My life. I fought for my brothers. I fought for my family. I fought for my country. And I fought for her...Never realizing I might die for them too.

I didn't know darkness and evil lurked inside me until I had to murder to survive, forced to become my own worst enemy. With so much blood on my hands, I was surprised I could still see my own skin. I killed, I tortured, I loved. I played God while I was rotting in a fiery inferno. Thriving on control and power was the only way I knew how to live. There were no other options. If you weren't my friend, you were my foe. If you weren't with me, you were against me - traitors, as I called them. There were no imaginary lines. I'd crossed them all. 

What happens when you make a pact with your boys to stay single and never fall in love? Well, you get the Playboy Pact. I was the playmaker. The one with the best moves, the best lines. I was the best at everything - and I mean, everything. There was no woman immune to my charm. To my looks. To my bed-hopping ways. It was supposed to be easy. A quick, fun, mind-blowing night where she screamed out my name in ecstasy. No feelings. No past. No strings attached. But I broke the rules. 

Emily was a captive in The Collection for five long years, enduring torment and anguish the likes of which no soul should have to bear. Now rescued, she's struggling to put the past behind her, to assimilate in a world where most will never know the evil often lingering beneath the superficial façade. Worse, she burns to avenge herself against the man who subjugated her again and again during her confinement - a man bent on getting her back.

Trust. Loyalty. Family. The tangled web of mafia life. We grew up together. Me, Eden, my brother Tristian. He was always the safe bet, the sure thing, the good guy. And me? Well, I was the Casanova, the killer who flirted with anyone and anything, breaking Eden’s heart again and again. We both loved her. Mind. Body. Soul. Until I gifted her to my brother as if she meant nothing, when she meant everything to me. Tristian was safer. Better. Could give her the life I never would be able to. But things changed. We changed. 

As a young child, Killian Foster survives the unimaginable. Silenced and scarred, he keeps to himself, spending his time with his notebook in the woods behind his aunt's house. When Rylee spots Killian hopping over a fence next door, she follows him, unprepared for the boy she'd find - or the relationship that would unfold over the next seven years. Fighting between the hate of his past and the promise of his future, Killian must make choices - ones that would affect more than himself.

Shattered. That was how Lucy Thornton felt in the aftermath of her breakup with Harris Cutter. Her family thought the best thing for her to do was to put the length of the country between her and Harris. Reluctantly, she went. The second Harris sets eyes on Lucy again, he knows she hasn't moved on any more than he has. Realizing that he screwed up, he sets out to prove that they belong together. But the road to un-shattering Lucy is longer and darker than he ever could have imagined.

My name is Reyna Miracle. Even though a part of my name is Miracle, there's nothing miraculous about me. My body portrays the tales of my life. Every feeling, every heartbreak, every emotion. Marked. Inked. Stained. A walking canvas of my messed up truth.

They say that holding on to anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. I hold on to it anyway, letting it consume me, as it slowly devours everything I am. I fight to hide my ugliness from the world. Until I meet her. She's a soothing balm to what ails me, softening the anger that roars within. Unknowingly, she's healing what's broken, and I'm determined to keep her - to make her mine. But what happens when she sees the monster that lies beneath? Will she stand by me?

Have you ever wanted the power to decide who the heroine of a story will ultimately end up with? Now is your chance with Drawn 2, where you have the choice of two sequels in which the characters follow two different paths to lead them to your chosen "happily ever after". This is not two stories told from different points of view. This is not an alternate ending - it's an entirely separate path that listeners who choose to listen to both sequels will appreciate the "sliding door" moments that set our characters off in different directions.

As the lead singer of one of the hottest bands to hit the rock scene, f--ks are free, drugs come easy, and music is life. For as long as Stone can remember, Willow has been his music - the notes that weave his soul together. His rhythm. >Until he threw her away.

We live in a world of darkness and shadows, where monsters hide and aim to ruin. And they did. They ruined us and turned our dreams into nightmares. But now we're back. And we're fighting. Not just for us or for each other but for our light.

Where I End is a standalone new adult romance.

Ari Daniels didn't count on her whole world tumbling down around her in a mess of shredded promises, broken love, and unbelievable heartbreak. Alone and stricken with grief, she shouldered the blame and eventually closed her heart off, refusing to open it for another. After all, anytime she tried, guilt and regret were waiting in the wings to remind her how painful it was.  A bet and one steamy night with a stranger force Ari to confront all she's been hiding behind. She tries to move on, but he refuses to stand down, wanting what she is terrified to give - herself.