Savage. Reckless. Wild. These are only some of the words used to describe me. I'm all of those things, and I never wished to be anything else in almost 500 years of existence. Then she came along. Aurora Leal, the daughter of the High Witch and destined for that role. She's practically royalty in the magical world, but most importantly, she's forbidden fruit.

Lucifer and Eve. Hades and Persephone. Lucas and Hannah. We’re dark and light. Wrong and right. Day and night. I’ve lived a hundred lives, and in each one he finds me and claims me - and then I die. Violently. Usually in his arms. We’re inevitable...and cursed. Until now. With a shocking act of violence, Lucifer broke the curse and ended our wicked cycle. I’ve been reborn for the last time, but at what cost? Can we stop the evil we’ve unleashed upon the world? 

When my best friend goes missing in Las Vegas, there’s only one man I can turn to for help. Lucas Ifer. Billionaire playboy. CEO of Abaddon Inc. King of Sin City. And...the devil himself? Lucas - a.k.a. Lucifer - agrees to help me, but in exchange, he wants one thing: me. He’s dark, dangerous, and wickedly handsome. Oh, and evil incarnate. I should say no, but I can’t. I’m that desperate.

One sassy female weapons master...who doesn't get out much. One alpha-hole who lays claim to her the moment he sets eyes on her. She's a weapon in the hands of her enemies, and Rhys intends to use her. An ancient family feud between the legendary Van Helsing’s and Silversmith's who once made their legendary weapons... What can possibly go wrong? When Remington comes face-to-face with Rhys Van Helsing, the world will never be the same again. For Remington Silversmith? Apparently everything.

When Mum died, I inherited a lot more than a pack of lies. I landed a $410,000 debt. Discovered her previous surname. And her real place of birth. Desperate to uncover the truth, I drive to a tiny dot on the map called Deception Valley. Coincidental name? Nope. There, I find her secret family - because she had one of those too.

My father was ruthless. Cold. Calculated. Formidable. Every decision. Every step. Every thought. Every breath he controlled. I never thought anyone could despise him as much as I did. I was wrong. So wrong. There was one person. He wanted revenge. I was the willing pawn. He was dangerous, beautiful, broken, and most of all a way to get back at my father. But there’s one thing I didn’t count on...falling in love.

Growing up in Torma, the strongest of the shifter packs, I wanted nothing more than to find my true mate and live my best life. Of course, that dream existed before my father betrayed the pack and turned me into their punching bag. I’d all but given up, until a quirk of true mate genetics gifted me a true mate like no other. 

He captured my wrist, smooth black leather against my skin. The kiss was hungry, and urgent. His hard chest pressed me against the bricks and before I knew it, my hand rising to meet the wall. He had me. Gloved hand pinning my wrists above me. His finger at my temple. And his lips taking...taking...taking. The Hidden, we call them. Four Vampires who run this city west of the river. And my family runs the east.

Get in, get the intel, get out. And above all, don’t get noticed. As a master thief, Charley D’Amico lived by those rules...until she screwed up and fell in love with her mark - a sexy, commanding vampire king whose cravings are as dark as his secrets. She should be running for her life. Instead, she’s running into his arms. Into his bed. Into his punishing, demanding mouth. And traitors must be punished. All. Night. Long.

A bet turned into a nightmare. She broke my heart. Broke me. Broke us. Only one thing could mend the gaping wound she left behind. Her. Naomi. All mine for the taking. All mine for owning. All mine. 

My mother isn’t my mother. A werewolf wants me for his one-and-only baby mama. Oh! And I’m the new leader of a tribe I joined weeks ago. Messed up doesn’t begin to explain it. I’m more desperate than ever to uncover an explanation for Mum’s mounting betrayals. Because this time, I’m not sure forgiveness is possible.

Deception Valley is living up to its name. Exiled from my tribe. Living with a pack who hates me. In bed with a werewolf I can’t ignore. Things were simple when I just had to win the game. Yet now, even winning means I’ll end up the loser. Big time. The mysteries surrounding my mother might be solved, but I’m haunted by her lies and sorry end. As if walking in her footsteps, I feel a breath away from sharing her fate.

As a wolf shifter growing up in a strong pack, I should be living my best life. But after my father tried to kill our leader, I’m labelled an outcast, traitor, less than dirt. When I can't take pack life any longer, I run, but apparently they don't like losing their punching bag. Torin, the leader’s son, drags me back before my first shift...a shift that will reveal my true mate. I never could have predicted who mine would be, but the moment my wolf looks upon him, I’m filled with hope for a brighter future. 

For the past 10 years I’ve been a victim. A victim to my pack. A victim to my true mate, who rejected me in the most brutal of ways. And a victim to Shadow Beast, who used me for his own gains. Or did he? The beast of mystery never reveals his whole hand, but one thing is for sure...in my time with him, I've changed. Now I will no longer walk the path dictated by the powerful men in my life. Never again will I let my strength be taken from me. I must evolve or die. And we all know, with a choice like that, there’s really only one answer. 

The most important thing I’d ever read was scribbled on the door of a portable restroom, engraved into plastic at a carnival on the outskirts of Boston. Lust lingers, love stays. Lust is impatient, love waits. Lust burns, love warms. Lust destroys, but love? Love kills. Maybe it was always my destiny to fall in love with a monster. When other kids stayed awake at night fearing the pointy-toothed beast hiding in their closet, I longed to see mine.