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Balto stole me from Lucian without raising a finger. I thought I would finally be free, finally get my life back. But Balto has other plans for me. Now I'm his prisoner. He'll keep me and enjoy me as long as he wants. Until Lucian gives him back the skull diamond. I never want to return to Lucian again, not after being with a man like Balto. The only chance I have is to become more valuable than that diamond, to have Balto want me enough not to trade me back to Lucian. But can I ever compete with a diamond worth billions?

Instead of handing me back to Lucian so Balto can get everything he wants, he keeps me. He pledges to fight for me until I'm free. But as the weeks pass, freedom isn't as appealing as it used to be. This place has become my home. This man is my home. I'm not sure if I'd ever want to leave...even if Lucian was dead.

It has been seven years since the virus took everyone I loved. A part of me died that day, and since then, my life has been filled with fear. Today should be no different. But it is. I'm in his city, taunting him as he hunts me. Running from the Skull—one of Glasgow's most violent groups—should make me scared, terrified even, but all I feel is alive.

When I was ten, I was a naïve, shy girl. A girl who dreamed of sunsets and roller skates. Until my grandparents died. Then I found myself alone in the world. One bad thing after another seemed to find me but I dealt. I dealt because a man with a black leather jacket and ink from head to toe, told me how to survive this world. He told me that, sometimes, you have to get mean. And so, I embraced my mean. I hated it at first but as time went on, being mean became second nature.

My world consisted of a web of tangled lies. It was show room perfect, an illusion. One I wanted desperately to escape. Then, fate intervened and revealed something new.

My angel mom gave me the best family. An entire club actually. Best of all were my grandparents. They even moved to a nearby farm to be closer to me. They didn't get to watch her grow up, so they weren't about to miss anything with me. But my grandfather passed a few months ago and now I think my grandmother might be losing her mind. She thinks she has woodland fairies. So when she decides to move to town, I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought it was a great idea, until she tells me that I've just inherited the farm. This isn't going to work. I'm not known for staying in one place.

Being adopted by Big Dan and Lily was the equivalent of winning the lottery. When they found me, I was like a dried-up plant that had been neglected. My leaves were brittle. My roots stunted. They took me in, pruned me, planted me in nutrient rich soil, and began to water me daily. But as I grew, as all cared for plants do, I slowly began to outgrow my pot. The place that had once felt so comfortable, began to press in on me. It had become so familiar, I decided I didn't want to leave.

It was for a time. I was the Rebel Skull’s cherished and protected little MC princess. My childhood was storybook perfect. In my world, nothing bad existed. My days were spent on the back of my dad’s bike or playing in the woods with my grandfather. Together we battled bad guys and slayed dragons. And then tragedy struck. I didn’t know that there were bad guys in real life. Dangerous ones with no moral compass.

Kinky. Rache war alles, was ich wollte, denn ihretwegen geriet mein gewohntes Leben völlig aus den Fugen. Bei ihrem Überfall hatten sie uns dezimiert, doch ich kämpfte nicht gegen sie, sondern brachte meinen Vater in Sicherheit, da er meine einzige Familie war. Ich sollte den Grave Angels MC infiltrieren, mir das Vertrauen der Männer erschleichen und so tun, als hätte ich meiner Welt den Rücken gekehrt. Ich würde den Laden so richtig aufmischen, damit sie für all das büßen mussten, was sie uns angetan hatten.

My husband is cruel, ruthless, and despicable. I hate him with every fiber of my being. The only reason I haven't killed him or tried to run away is because of the promise I made. I sold myself to save someone I loved...and this is the price I have to pay. I was sitting alone in a bar when the most handsome man walked inside. Striking blue eyes, cheekbones as sharp as glass, and a muscular body fit for a war. He was gorgeous. I couldn't take my eyes off him. When he bought me a drink, I didn't say no. I'd been unfulfilled for so long, and I wanted a real man for the night.

When science and secrets collide, where cures can kill, and the best intentions lead to deadly peril. Determined to avoid an arranged marriage, Lady Olivia stowed away inside a dirigible. Only to find herself imprisoned in a castle with no hope of rescue. So much for proving herself a worthy spy. Worse, survival hinges upon feigning marriage to the suspected double agent she was tailing—the handsome scientist Lord Rathsburn.

When I was a little girl, I was rescued by the president of the Rebel Skull’s daughter. I’ll never forget the day she brought me to the warehouse. To me, it looked like a castle. I remember thinking how fortunate she was to live in such a magical place, and to have a family—a dad. I got lucky that day, because her father decided to take me in. He eventually adopted me, making Jesse and I real sisters.

Everyone thinks I’m a villain. Do you know how hard it is to interact with your peers when everyone hates you? I’ll tell you. It’s nearly impossible. So I escaped inside my mind, and that’s where I remained for years. Until a dragonfly brought an angel to my bedside and pulled me into reality. Now I can’t find my way back. That leaves me with two choices. One, to exist in a world that despises me. Two, throw my life away and join my fellow sinners on the other side. I chose the second option. Or so I thought.

The tourists think it's all a show: the vampires, the werewolves, the witches, the occasional gargoyle flying through the sky. But the supernaturals populating the town know better. Living in Nocturne Falls means being yourself. Fangs, fur, and all. Sydney Marlowe is making big changes to her life. She’s retired from her modelling career and sold her cosmetics company, all to live her dream of being a trad wife in a small town. She just needs to find a husband, something she’s confident won’t be a problem. Especially if she can learn to cook.

AS FORETOLD BY HER FATHER in a vision, Catrin has become a battle-hardened warrior after her trials in the Roman legion and gladiatorial games. She must return to Britannia and pull the cursed dagger out of the serpent’s stone to fulfill her destiny. Only then can she unleash the vengeance from the ancient druids to destroy her evil half-brother, the powerful sorcerer, King Marrock. Always two steps ahead and seemingly unstoppable, Marrock can summon destructive natural forces to crush any rival trying to stop him and has charged his deadliest assassin to bring back Catrin’s head.

Willkommen in Nocturne Falls, der Stadt, die 365 Tage im Jahr Halloween feiert. Die Touristen denken, es sei alles nur eine Show: die Vampire, die Werwölfe, die Hexen, der gelegentliche Gargoyle, der durch die Luft fliegt. Aber die übernatürlichen Wesen, die die Stadt bevölkern, wissen es besser. In Nocturne Falls zu leben bedeutet, du selbst zu sein. Fangzähne, Fell und alles andere.

Shadows of my past haunt me, but I don’t know what’s real anymore. My only truth is being his captive, and my only wish is that tomorrow will never come… Waking up in a hospital after a deadly fire with barely any memory should be a terrifying experience, but I know the real danger is still out there, waiting for me. Despite my new freedom, I can’t help but shake the feeling of Deja Vu… The last thing I expect after escaping my blurry past is several teammates from the the Las Vegas Mavericks showing up to save me from dangerous situation...

There’s nothing that shouldn’t have ruined us. She works for the FBI, and I’m the president of the Skulls Renegade MC. Her job was to take us down...to ruin everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve. She came into my life as a lie, and has stayed here as...what exactly? I know that I can’t let her go, but how can I trust her now? How am I supposed to trust anything she says?

They call me Girth for a reason. I’m a damn giant. The muscle in the MC. It’s why I get sent out on loan when some of our brothers down South need some help. And by help, I mean crush some guys' skulls. That’s what the Marked Skulls are good at. Name fits, right? But when I get there, I’m tasked with protecting the President’s daughter, Lila. She’s petite and gorgeous, and all I can do is look. The Pres made it clear; I can’t touch. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him, right? Until he finds out.

They call me Rodeo, ‘cause I was made for ridin’. When a member of our MC turns up dead, I know exactly who did it. But when I show up at the witness’s house to confirm my suspicions, she tells me something I don’t wanna hear. It wasn’t the MC I thought. It was someone else. So now we have two enemies. And I have to keep her safe from both. Because she’s beautiful and fragile. She needs someone like me to take care of her. And I do, all night long. Things usually get complicated when I try to rope a girl. But this level of complicated? This is a whole new thing.