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He kidnapped me. That was how I met Atlas Hyde - a man known by many names and admired by all. But most don't know he’s ruthless, conniving, and always gets what he wants - no matter the cost. I was a good girl. Never in trouble with the law. Never took drugs. Always did precisely what was expected of me. Even with his hand around my throat and words that cut sharper than knives, I couldn't help but wonder what happened to this beautiful man to make him that way.

"You made me king. I'll make you my queen." It wasn't a vow. It wasn't love. It was her sentence. Her punishment. Bronwen thought killing the first vampire would end it all—the nightmare that stole her parents, her future, even her heart. But Carrow was never truly gone. His shadow is rising...

Remi Ocean is broken. With her oversized hoodies, orange hair, and that "go fuck yourself" smile, it's obvious. And I know why. It's my fault. It's our fault. If I could stay away from her, I would. I'd let that night go. Let her go. Let the charges and the dismissal and the justice she never got burn up into ash. But I can't. Someone needs me. And me? I need her. But the good girl is starting to go bad. I'm starting to lose my mind. She's not mine anymore, and I can't let that happen. Something bad happened to Remi. And I'm the one who fucking did it.

When I pulled Alexsey Dmitriyev from a burning building, I didn't know he was a Russian mafia kingpin... or that he'd soon be asking me out and refusing to take no for an answer. But as he strips me bare and takes off his belt, the only thing on my mind is how hard I'm about to come for him right here and now, bent over the grand piano in the fancy restaurant he bought out for just the two of us tonight. And how much harder I'll come for him once he's carried me off and bound me to his bed.

In a school where the elite rule and wealth hides dirty secrets, a monster stalks the halls daring the brave to play in the dark. An innocent will be drawn out, their secrets exposed. Hidden desires will be brought to light in a game of sin and madness.

When Shane Kavanagh waltzed into the Murphy pub as if he owned the place, what set my heart racing wasn't his brash arrogance, his obnoxiously gorgeous eyes, or his scolding yet sexy tone. It wasn't even him promising to spank me and then ravage me the way no man has ever dared. It was how he made me feel like a naughty little girl and a blushing virgin when I was neither. I'm the daughter of a powerful Irish mafia family and he's the boss of a rival organization, but when he rides me with his belt tight around my throat it doesn't make me want to call a hitman.

'I implore you to read (or listen to) it' - Marian Keyes, author of Again, Rachel An all-consuming story of loneliness, obsession and how far we go for the ones we love, If I Can't Have You is the debut novel by Charlotte Levin. After fleeing Manchester for London, Constance Little attempts to...

Kisses were covered with lies. Lies were covered with kisses. Hate turned into lust. And lust turned into fantasy. That’s what we were, a fantasy. Nothing more, nothing less. Now it’s time to move on. But how can you when your heart wants to stay stuck in the fantasy? When, even through all the lies and kisses, you still have lust?

With one look at Leonardo Volante, I knew he'd be the kind of husband who takes off his belt when his bride is sassy. But I wasn't expecting to be ordered to strip the moment we were wed. Or to be quite so shamefully wet when he bared me... Even before he saw the arousal glistening on my thighs, he knew I needed him to bend me over, redden my ass, and then take me so roughly that I scream his name as he makes me his.

She has no idea who I am. But when her fingers grazed my scar, she didn't flinch at the beast beneath. She's the girl I was born to destroy—the only one who ever looked at me like I was worth saving. The woman who died for me…ten years later. Our surnames split this city for a century. Romeo and Juliet? Only we're not dying for love—we're killing for it. And our story didn't end in death. It started there. I should've stayed away. Instead, I let the devil whisper, "Don't die"—and smiled as I lit the match.

The sixth book in the Rose Gardner Investigations series. For months, Rose has suspected her ex-brother-in-law, has a foot in the criminal world, and she’s equally sure her deceased sister had the evidence to prove it - evidence stolen days just days after Violet’s death. Those suspicions turn concrete when a body shows up near one of Mike's construction sites, and the concrete cracks open wide when her niece and nephew go missing. Rose might be weeks away from delivering her own baby, but that doesn’t stop her and her best friend, Neely Kate, from looking for the kids.

He thinks they’ve broken me. He thinks I’m nothing but an empty shell, ready to be molded into their perfect soldier, his perfect wife, a damaged plaything. He might be right. I’ve never been so exhausted, beaten down, and wary. I’m so close to giving up, so close to accepting my defeat and twisted fate. The darkness is quickly closing in around me, but a sliver of light appears when I read the note from my brother and my guys.

Trista has been on the run for years, attempting to escape a past that isn’t willing to let her go. Life taught her that she can rely only on herself for survival, and in turn, it’s made her cold, calculating, manipulative, and just a little vindictive. She knows they’re out there searching for her. She knows someone will always be right behind her, but a life spent running and hiding is exhausting. A life spent fighting and outsmarting her pursuers takes a toll.

When I was taken...it changed me. Once, I was the life of the party. Not anymore. I told myself that I was okay. I almost believed it, until the day I was forced to face my past and my nightmare came to life. Now the Four are the only ones I can turn to, and Cassius Drummond has made it his personal mission to help me out. No matter how much I tell myself that he’s off-limits, the more time we spend together, the more I want him.

They warned me no one survives the love of a scarred prince. I touched him anyway. And now I'm dead—just like they said I'd be. For years, I believed I was alone. Then I saw him again—a boy I once knew and never forgot. He's all muscle and perfection now—body of a god, a face that could stop traffic. But the scar and those blue eyes? I'd know them in the dark. He still believed he was a monster. But I saw the pain in his eyes. And in that moment, I knew: not all monsters wear their teeth. I should've stayed away.

My name is Sue O’Malley, and I’ve been keeping it awkward since 1996. Another thing about me? I might be in love with my bodyguard. Leo Mason is all I’ve been able to think about since he broke my heart and left me standing alone on my front porch six months ago.

Colton Adler was one hundred percent off limits up until the night we shared together nearly two years ago. Both of us forged a deal between illicit touches and unrelenting kisses. A secret. A promise. A vow made to one another that we would never be anything more than the one night. Regardless of the feelings I still harbored for him, I understood Colton could never truly be mine. Since then, we've kept our secret buried deep, pretending as if it never happened at all. But now, after attending my brother's wedding, Colton was a flashing wave of hot and cold.

As hard as I tried to keep him out of my heart, he broke through it like shattered glass. Even though my father didn't approve and our relationship would always be a secret, I didn't care. He was worth it… until he wasn't. Six months have passed, and that's exactly how long it's taken me to get over what he's done. I never see him at my father's estate. My father never mentions him. Like he never existed at all, he's wiped from the face of the earth.

My best friend is in love with his girl, his ex girl. He's determined to win her back at any cost and at first, I was happy for him. I just didn't know that I'd want her for myself, but I do. Keeping my distance gets harder each time. She's the one thing I can't have, yet I can't stop reaching for her.

When I was little, I used to be afraid of the monsters under the bed. No one ever told me that real monsters walk in the daylight. For eight unbearable months, I've been their prisoner—broken, bruised, and forced to endure horrors no one should ever face. But survival is in my blood. When four dangerous Alphas from a rival family storm into my life, their rescue shatters the cage that's held me captive. They're everything I should fear: powerful, lethal, and unapologetically dominant.