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.

In the once-quiet town of Willow Creek, my life was a steady beat, a rhythmic routine, until the carnival stormed in, a whirlwind of chaos and danger. Under the neon lights and haunting melodies, Cade's eyes found mine—piercing, intense, sending shivers through my soul. He was a dark storm, a looming shadow over my every move. Cade's obsession was relentless, his desire a madness that knew no bounds. Like a predator, he stalked me, every step a calculated move in his sinister dance.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

Will our bond be strong enough to withstand the pain and ruin that awaits us? Kidnapped by the Tailors, a rival gang that wants my family wiped off the face of the earth, I find myself regretting every life choice that led me to their dungeon. But then four men walk into my life, each stealing a piece of my heart, demanding a share of my body. Aeron, the heir to the Tailor name and a dark devil. Jude, second in line and mad as a box of frogs but sexy as hell. Knox, a tall glass of water with the need to rescue and protect.

Eriu Quinn is off-limits. Too young. Too innocent. And far too forbidden. Her father is the head of the Irish Mob. And I'm just her bodyguard tasked to keep her safe. She's my job, but she's also a maddening temptation. One I need to stay away from. But I underestimate that feisty little spitfire. She creeps under my skin. Pushes all of my buttons. Until I unravel...

In a realm where alliances are forged through royal decrees, Cassia, the proud daughter of Nimuria, finds her fate abruptly altered by a proclamation of unity. Torn from the familiar shores of her homeland, she is destined to wed Louie, the future king of Allagash, Nimuria's long-standing adversary. As she navigates the treacherous waters of an impending political marriage, Cassia discovers hidden layers of intrigue, encountering rumors of magic, familial secrets, whispers of war, and the enigmatic Agenor.

Waverly has found an amazing friend in the online book community. Her passion for books overflowed into her small, indie bookstore Lovelorn Books. Now she finally gets to meet her favorite dark romance author in person. Nothing can prepare her for the shock that is coming. Ex-government agent G. Barlowe is usually a calm man. Since the owner of LoveLorn Books popped up in his newsfeed he has become obsessed. The persona he has created has enabled him inside information to the way her mind works.

Two things saved Lincoln Bennett after his wife died. The first was a murder Marla had been trying to solve, a murder that hinted at the secret life she'd been leading, and the lies that had formed the bedrock of their entire marriage. The second was Milo Rose, the donor recipient who'd been granted a new chance at life thanks to Marla's own heart. As the two men are drawn deeper into the mystery, Linc finds himself drawn closer to Milo.

Mercy's story continues here. Find out what she's up to with her men! Full blurb coming soon.

Exiled. For six long years. But my father is dead now and I’m head of the Montague Family. I’m not going to stay hiding in the shadows any longer. No, I’m going to get my revenge starting with her; Rose Capulet. The love of my life. By the time I’m finished she, and everyone in this city will understand the monster I’ve become. The monster they made of me. I’m going to take this city. I’m going to take everything they love and leave them with nothing but the ashes.

I’m 99% sure that the boogie man is stalking me at night. Most mornings I wake up to find my bedroom covered in claw marks. He's even started stealing my underwear. The only thing keeping me safe from his malice is my enchanted locket. Nobody believes he exists—not even my coven, who think I’m crazy. When the other witches threaten to bind my magic, I set up a hidden camera. It turns out that he’s stunningly beautiful with intricate tattoos and black wings. He tries to reach me in my sleep, but my locket keeps him away.

My life was normal. Just my mom and I, living in a small town on the East Coast. The eve of my twenty first birthday, it all changed. A father I have never known returned and took me away from all I knew. Trapped and tortured. Destined for something I knew nothing about. Little did I know, my entire life, I’d been haunted by the devil himself. He was always watching and waiting. As leader of an infamous cult in our area, this is no longer a haunting. He is here. And I’m terrified.

On the surface, my life is a flawless performance. I stay home, keep the house spotless, and play the role of the devoted wife. It doesn’t matter that behind the curtains, the truth is darker than anyone could imagine. I’ve mastered the art of concealing the bruises, spinning lies to explain the tears, and burying the horrors of what happened behind closed doors. Until her.

My rightful place is at the head of the Bonetti empire. With my father dying, the pressure is on to prove I’m the man he can trust with his legacy. He has but one stipulation. I, Luca Bonetti, certified playboy, must take a wife. When I find a stunning brunette attempting to steal from me, everything changes. Sweet little thief. She may be beautiful, but she chose the wrong man to mess with. I have two choices. Kill her or use her to get what I want more than anything.

On the run, I never expected Archer Sin—reclusive, arrogant, and tattooed—to be the doorstep I landed on. Even though he hates me too, Archer agreed to keep me safe from the man who left me broken and bruised. It should be easy to stay out of each other’s way when we’re complete opposites. He wants nothing to do with me and I want nothing to do with him, other than the haven he’s providing. Archer is always glued to his computers anyway, brown hair falling over his eyes as his inked fingers dance across the keyboards.

Alien Tamzir Jaarn, a.k.a. Seeker, is paying the price for risking an illicit holiday on an interdicted planet. His ride off-world never showed, and he’s been stranded on Earth for nearly a year. His gear is breaking down, food is becoming a problem, and if his camouflage unit fritzes, he’ll wind up in a government lab. But he’s met some cool humans online, and they’ve invited him to the biggest space-themed convention around. Why not make memories with them while he figures out how to get home? Space Con or bust!

Once upon a time there lived three men bonded by darkness and pain. Each fighting a past that wants to drown them. All of them damaged and broken. None of them complete. Until her.

I’m the ruling queen of Saint View Strip. After growing up poor, taking my clothes off and dancing for men is all I know. My thriving club and the people I employ are everything. They’re my ride or die, and I’m theirs.

Become a shifter. Build my pride. Be the leader these people need. I’ve always known I was different. There’s a beast inside me, clawing to get free—and it finally breaks loose when I return to Thornveil City, a magic-soaked metropolis crawling with shifters.

They tricked me into a dark and unholy union. Three bastards in witch hats, leather pants, and iron masks. These supernatural stalkers have claimed me for their coven. They won't go away. These assholes will. not. leave. All because I fell for an urban legend: touch the Witch's Tree on a moonless night and discover magic. Wholesome magic like: kinky rituals, blood sacrifice, and jizz potions. Oh, and a forest god who eats people—while they're still alive and screaming. Send help, and I'll send cupcakes.