J.L. Beck

Dark raven hair and piercing green eyes, sweet and naive Eleanor Romero would make a beautiful bride. Ten million dollars and a forced signature later and she was mine. Like a thief I came in the dead of night and stole her away from her protected castle....

I made a mistake. At sixteen years old I fell for the wrong man. Callum Torrio. Ruthless billionaire. Dangerous villain. My best friend's father. At twenty one, I gave up hope that he would ever notice me. He’s twenty years older than me and an arms dealer for the mob....

They call me an animal. Ruled by my base instincts. Owned by the rage roiling inside me. A rage so deep I can’t see my way out of it. Until her. Cilla is a pretty little trap I walk right into. And when the bait becomes the prey I’ll show them how much of an animal I can really be....

She was a broken angel who had the light beat right out of her. He was the man responsible for her life, her protector.... He never expected to fall for the fragile woman, with soft eyes and lips that begged to be kissed....

She was a shy little virgin, looking to rebel. I was a bad accident waiting to happen. I’m the bad boy your parents warn you about. I’ve been to prison, killed for someone I love, and now I’m suffering through college. Then I see her. Sweet, so naïve it hurts, and beautiful....

I knew running from Adrian wouldn't be easy. That there was a risk I would be caught, but I never anticipated he would go to such great lengths to find me....

Money. It’s the root of all evil and I need it bad. You could call it the wrong place, wrong time. To me the day I met Enzo was the day the old me died. When he kidnaps me thinking I’m the daughter of his enemy, the only thing I can do is pretend to be something I’m not....

It was such a shame that she was in the wrong place, at the wrong time. She knew that we would come for her. We had seen her delicate face that night, hidden in the shadows, and she had seen what we did, her gasp of horror giving her away....

I’ve always been the good girl. The preacher’s daughter. The town’s saint. The one who never strays from the rules. Until one reckless night changes everything.

Heaven: I’ve had a crush on my stepbrother since I can remember. All I wanted to do was show him I’m not a little girl anymore. I didn’t know that would be the worst decision of my life. Hell: In my club, your wildest dreams can come true or your worst nightmares can swallow you whole....

I thought I knew the truth. I thought he was my savior. I’d spent my entire life running from him, only to become trapped in his web. He says I’ll become his wife, that I’ll provide him an heir. I’ll do both of those things, under one condition. His father must die....

They call me a monster. Murderous and hateful. Beautiful but broken. Nothing can calm the ever raging storm inside of me. As the ruthless leader of the Doubeck family, there is a certain standard of brutality, I have to uphold. Then I meet her....

I went to a sex club to lose my virginity, but all I got was the attention of a man I should’ve stayed far away from....

On any day our paths would never cross. Then I was forced to go to the Ruthless Disciples. Every month they do something called the hunt. I didn't plan to ever attend an event, but I needed the money. I thought it was nothing more than an adult version of hide-and-seek....

Fear. Rage. Pain. I’ve endured it all. Seen it all. I’m the bad brother, the evil one—the psychopath. I wasn’t born this way. I was made this way. Neglect, abuse, trauma, and pain really mess a person up. Then the day I never thought would come finally does. It’s time for revenge.

The popular jock and the girl that no one notices can’t possibly have a happily ever after it, can they? Find out....

They say the truth will set you free. That’s a lie. The truth got me locked in an ivory tower, a victim of my new husband’s rage. If I’m going to survive, I’m going to have to make Enzo fall back in love with me....

Caught between duty and desire, which will I choose? I promised her father I'd keep her safe, and she is safe, safe from everyone except me....

The bet was simple. You draw a name from the hat. That's the girl you have to seduce. The girl you have to make fall head over heels in love with you. It wasn't hard for him to do, in fact, it was something he did all the time. He was known for breaking hearts....

Golden boy. Party king. Trust fund brat. That's what they call me—everyone's favorite disaster. They call her crazy, and broken. I call her beautiful, careful, haunted.