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My name is Rosa Capelli. I’m a vampire hunter with a side hustle in snarky comments, and my mission is simple: Protect the innocent from the predators that prowl among them. I kill monsters for a living, and I love my job. At least I did until he walked into my life—tall, dark, handsome…and very, very dead. He should be my sworn enemy. So why do I feel like he’s my soulmate, my lover, and my savior all wrapped up in one sinful package? Luca da Firenze is completely wrong for me. He’s too bossy, too powerful, too…deceased.

My life was good. My life was normal. My life was stolen away in the blink of an eye. At eighteen-years-old, I was kidnapped and sold. Purchased by a couple who'd put their life savings into rescuing a stranger, with only one request... I'd befriend their mentally-unwell son. So, I did. And he made it easy, being everything I needed to escape the darkness in my own head. But it was all lies. I was never meant to be a friend. I was here for a purpose, a means of controlling someone they couldn't. Someone volatile and unpredictable.

It’s a game of survival but the odds are against us. They promised that they would save us, but it turns out they are the real villains—elitist savages, protected by wealth and fueled by greed. We’re only valued when we’re broken. But there’s one thing they are forgetting… To them, we might be the monsters… but they created us. And we’re not going down without a fight.

When best-selling author Amy Willows vanishes without a trace, her disappearance is written off as a publicity stunt—until her daughter, Rylie, a struggling journalist, uncovers a digital breadcrumb trail leading to an enigmatic social media group her mother recently joined.

Exile is a why choose asylum secret society dark romance. It is book 4 in the Dance With My Demons series and cannot be listened to as a standalone.

Welcome to the Lilydale Foundation Center… home of deadly secrets. After being framed for murder, I never thought I’d be back inside these walls again. And if I thought I’d be able to make a quiet return, I was dead wrong. My secrets have been spilled but little did I know it would be the catalyst. Monsters are creeping out of the darkness, eager for blood. Now, the biggest question remains—who are the true unhinged? Echoes is a why choose asylum secret society dark romance. It contains adult themes, sensitive topics, and is solely intended for mature audiences over 18.

Welcome to the Lilydale Foundation Center... home of second chances. At least, that's what they tell us it is. It's basically a glorified prison and asylum for the deranged with good alibis. When the police pulled me out of my burning home, along with what was left of my Father, I was deemed broken — even if I was the reason the fire started. So, here I am at my new home. They think they can save us with their fancy facility. But what insane person decided it was a good idea to put a bunch of young, unhinged people together?

I thought I had it all. I’m beautiful, smart, and I know exactly how to get what I want. As a legacy of the most popular sorority on campus, I was thrilled to rush with my best friend, Blair. Then, I met Tyler. My one-night-stand who kept coming back for more. He’s charming and just so happens to be rushing the hottest fraternity on campus, Alpha Chi. I was happy. Until I wasn’t. I stumbled upon something I shouldn’t have, and now I’m paying the price.

I’m a beast pacing around my cage waiting for the next fight. It’s all I have, those brief moments of rage and destruction. It’s a sort of freedom. Then I go back into the cold, dark emptiness. That’s why I don’t speak anymore. What’s the point? I stopped being human a long time ago. I’ve given up on anything but that cycle of violence and isolation—until they throw him into my cage. They expect me to kill him as soon as he gets me through my injuries. That’s what I usually do.

The last time I ignored the red flags, I almost died. Waking up in a body bag tends to put things into perspective. My scars are a reminder to stay in my lane. I don’t take risks. I don’t take candy from strangers. I don’t leave my doors unlocked, and I never, ever play with monsters. Until Kenzo, my next red flag. With his sinful looks and wicked mouth, he’s a silver-tongued devil in disguise, and my one-way ticket to hell.

Tory knew Carl was odd—the meticulous clothes, the creepy smile, the strange coffee orders—but she never imagined how dangerous he truly was until she woke up trapped in an exact replica of The Daily Grind—her own workplace, methodically recreated by the man she always thought of as harmless, if a little strange. Her job hasn't changed: serve Carl coffee, day after horrifying day, following his rigid routine. But this time, any mistake could cost her her life.

I died, briefly. Then I came back. Now I’m determined to make the most of every minute I have left. Only problem is I’ve been saddled with supervision. Kane Deveraux is handsome, smug, and cold as a tombstone. So why does he make me feel something more powerful than death?

When a chance encounter sparks an unlikely bond between rival murderers Sloane and Rowan, the two find something elusive—the friendship of a like-minded, pitch-black soul. From small-town West Virginia to upscale California, from downtown Boston to rural Texas, the two hunters collide in an annual game of blood and suffering, one that pits them against the most dangerous monsters in the country.

I’m used to being alone, until she changed everything... When my ex-wife left, she said the cruelest words she could think of, and I took them all to heart. Now I work at my loveable cousin’s tattoo parlor and keep most people at arm’s length. I have the occasional one night stand to take the edge off, but there can never be anything more than that for me. I don’t let myself think about how lonely I am. At least I’m not ruining anyone’s life, right? Then Emily walks into Wishbone Tattoos, asking about the receptionist job.

I think I always knew I was going to die young. Like I had this… silent, invisible clock ticking down to my final moments plastered above my head. Maybe that’s why I was so reckless, crazy. Why I sought after adventure. Why nothing scared me… Except, there was always this… feeling I couldn’t shake that something was in the darkest parts of every corner, under every bed, closet, or room, like a ghost watching me. Waiting to take me. My own, personal reaper. But it was always only during a lightning storm that I could see the outline of my reaper. No scythe.

Felix and Tyler Blackwood are a sin I can’t stop craving. I have strict values about saving myself for marriage, but when I return from a vacation abroad, Felix and Tyler are no longer the innocent boys I grew up with and resisting them feels impossible. They’re now men, they’re gorgeous, and they’re tempting me to give in to forbidden desires. I can hold out until we all start living together. They say I’ve always belonged to them and they’re more than willing to share me.

While men made war, women were expected to keep the peace. I had loved a man before. I swore that would never happen again. So marrying for the sake of the family wasn’t the worst thing. That’s what I thought. I was a mafia princess after all, and serving as a trading item was my only role in this world ruled by men. But the man waiting for me at the altar wasn’t the one who my uncle had given me to.

I never imagined the ruthless Titan would choose me as his rebellion, or that I’d become his shield. Hockey was supposed to be my ticket to stability, earning me a scholarship for an education I could never have afforded on my own. Until Connor Walsh, the ruthless star of the Crestwood hockey team and my captain, corners me with an ultimatum that changes everything. Marry him, or watch my scholarship—and my entire future—disappear. It's blackmail, pure and simple. A calculated move in whatever twisted game he's playing with his equally ruthless father.

Luella infiltrated his world to destroy the man who took everything from her. But Colton Blackwood wasn’t supposed to be part of the plan—ruthless, unhinged, and just as damaged. He sees through her lies, breaks through her walls, and pulls her into a nightmare she can’t escape. Their hatred ignites a savage hunger. Their war leaves scars. There are no heroes here. Only monsters... and the girl who wanted to burn them all.

Cupid, they named their MC club after you, Broken Cupid Brotherhood and their last name is Valentine. They have shot me with more than an arrow to the heart. I don’t want forgiveness Cupid, I’m a Malevolent Sinner and I’m good with that.