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Chapel Crest isn't for the weak. It's for those who wish to watch the world reduced to ashes and screams. The Watchers went too far. Locking me up with the monster who tried to kill me eight years ago wasn't the way to win my heart. It was the way to break it. When Seth comes to collect on the bet he made with the Watchers, I know I'm in for a world of hurt. Because Seth Cain isn't the nice boy I once knew. He's a demon in this asylum from hell. And if he finds out the Watchers have already claimed me, he could very well finish what he started all those years ago.

I was not without sin. I carried my name for a reason. Screwing things up was just part of who I was. Sometimes people got hurt because of me. Sometimes they died. After being exiled from the world I’d created with my best friends, I was left to punish myself for my sins against the girl they loved. The sins I spent hours begging whatever entity was out there to forgive me for. But maybe I wasn’t supposed to be forgiven. Maybe I was who I was because I was meant for something bigger than me. Maybe I was always meant for her. The girl with the colorful eyes who never spoke.

The last time I spoke was eight years ago when my best friend tried to kill me. I never dreamed my silence would break with a scream. Being sent to Chapel Crest after my new stepfather deemed me a heathen seemed like a blessing compared to staying with him and my mom. I was a mute demon in his eyes, and when the rod didn’t beat the evil out of me, he prayed Chapel Crest could. I envisioned the religious academy would become my sanctuary. I was wrong. So very wrong. Chapel Crest was an asylum moonlighting as a religious school.

Some secrets should not be kept. They should be screamed. I have a secret. In fact, I have many. Most of them could get me killed, so my silence is the golden ticket to survival in this asylum from hell. But my watchers don’t like it when I’m silent. They like when I scream. When I beg. When I’m a bad girl who tells the things I shouldn’t. Maybe this time I’ll let it all out. Divulge the ugly truths and cast light on the real monsters living in our world. Maybe my secrets will save me this time.

I made one foolish mistake and ended up with a debt I had only one way to pay...by bowing my head and submitting to the men I swore I hated. But in their dominance, I found catharsis. In the darkness we share, parts of myself were brought to the light. Now I'm torn between the future I thought I wanted and a life I once believed was only fantasy. What am I willing to sacrifice? My pride and carefully laid plans, my determination that I can do it all alone? Or my new-found freedom to live without boundaries with the men who turned my world on its head?

Before I found a love I was willing to die for, I had to survive one I had to kill for. Chapel Crest wasn’t a place of solace. It was made for suffering. I would know. I’d been locked inside ever since my mother tossed me away like I didn't matter. In my suffering though, I found her. Isabella. The girl who made me believe I mattered. The girl I gave everything to. The girl I loved. The girl I would do anything for, even kill for. Or just plain kill. Because you don’t betray a watcher and live to tell about it. This is the prequel to Chapel Crest and is best read AFTER book one.

I've been part of the Leone family since Don Massimo took me in when I was a boy. Now I sit beside his son, il capo, Don Sebastiano. Being a mobster is all I know and want. Even when betrayal comes knocking at my door. A teasing smile, the most striking cloud-gray eyes, an androgynous body wrapped in lingerie, and a belly chain around his narrow hips. Can a man be pretty? I must be drunker than I thought to wonder such a thing.

Naga-alien King Gravon expected a solitary journey through the cosmos, not a stowaway that rocked him to his core. Yet he's faced with Azha—a human slave who used his ship to flee her masters. Now he is more than happy to offer her passage and bring her home with him . . . forever. King Gravon knows a secret Azha doesn't. She's his mate, and he's not willing to let her go. Even if she is human and he's an alien.

I’d been prom queen and cheer captain—high school’s most savage Queen Bee. I could have everything I wanted. Except them. The freaks, the weirdos, the school’s ultimate losers: Manson, Jason, Lucas, and Vincent. Our hatred for each other couldn’t keep us apart, not even when my own mistake got Manson expelled and made me the ultimate villain to the rest of them.

Nobody knows Luca Mercier lives two lives. In one, I'm a lonely billionaire—a widowed, protective father. In the other, I have demands. I have urges. I crave watching others submit to my whip. And I keep a tortured vow. Until her. In a moment of weakness, I devoured a powerful woman one night.

Bryan Quinn. Dublin Beast. Soulless criminal. Despised bastard. I protect my family, fight our battles, and uphold the Quinn legacy in Dublin’s brutal underworld. We have a code—the Quinn Laws—and while women are normally off-limits, Siobhan Daley betrayed us, acted on behalf of our enemy, and poisoned our father. She will pay for taking the life of someone I love—not that it’s the first time. But this time I have someone to hunt down. Someone to punish.

I'm not someone my mother would be proud to have given her life for. I've killed. Maimed. Hurt people far beyond the scope of what the human mind can imagine. Because that's what I was told I was. Destruction. And that's all I was good for. That's all I want to do right now. Breaker is a complicated man with many dark secrets. He's the breaker of rules, of codes, of men... He's also the only one who dares to defy Fallon, the powerful man who raised him and his brothers. The same man who stands between Breaker and everything he's ever wanted.

The Serendipity Collection is a series of love triangles featuring different couples in books 1 to 4 and a full epilogue in book 5.

Unshackle: No woman can resist Luke Sanch. When he infiltrates La Rocha Cartel, he must seduce Vera Gomez to determine whether to rescue her. Or kill her. Dominate: There are many reasons to jump off a bridge, but Rylee Sutton only needs one. Her husband’s betrayal. Just before she leaps, she receives an email from a stranger. Complicate: Cole Hartman is a mystery. He works alone, sleeps alone, and satisfies his aches...alone. No one will ever compare to the one who broke his heart. Until he stares into the seductive eyes of his enemy.

My past: I was 18 when I first gave away my heart. A love so profound, I didn't understand it. My present: I never had to prove she was mine until he makes an appearance. Tall, dark, and older...

I thought I was being clever, hiding out right under their noses, but Braum Vetter and Wilhelm Brunner caught me infiltrating their company. Then they made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Now these stern, sexy billionaires own me, and they plan to make sure I know it. They're going to strip me bare and spank me thoroughly for the slightest hint of defiance, then share and enjoy me as shamefully they please, ravaging me wherever, whenever, and however they choose.

The moment we felt the mate bond, Kaci had only one choice to make: surrender to instinct and bear our pups like a good girl or force us to chase her down, belt her ass, and breed her hard. She chose hard, and she got it. Over and over again. But the truth is she was ours long before we marked her.

As Father Magnus Falke, I suppress my cravings. As the headteacher of a Catholic boarding school, I’m never tempted by a student. Until her. I became a priest to control my impulses. Then I meet Tinsley Constantine. The bratty princess challenges my rules and awakens my dark nature. With each punishment I lash upon her, I want more. In my classroom, private rectory, and bent over my altar, I want all of her. There’s no absolution for the things I’ve done. One touch risks everything I stand for. My faith. My redemption. And even my life. As if that could stop me.

When two dragon shifters decided I was their mate, they didn't ask. They just chased me down, tore my panties off, and spanked my bare ass until I was ready to come like a good girl for them.

The Ivanov family exudes wealth and power, so when its founder shows up on the surgical roster of a third-year resident, even with me not laying eyes on her previously, I’m thrust under their spotlight. Her son’s, to be precise. Maksim Ivanov is a walking red flag. He oozes confidence, and appears to have never been told no, but despite our differences, sparks ignite the moment we trade sultry glances. The tension is white hot. I’ve never experienced such an immediate mutual connection. But as quickly as his mother was placed under my care, she is removed.