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If darkness called, would you answer? The darkness is ruled by an entity the world has feared since the dawn of time. Some call him the Netherworld King. Others, the God of Shadows. He nearly conquered the realms until the Heavens chained him in the black heart of a mountain he swore never to...

First he saved my life. Then he claimed my soul. They say he has the heart of the Devil and the body of a god. Kir Nikolayev, the brutal, dark king of New York's underworld, is infinitely dangerous. Impossibly beautiful. Twenty years older than me. I'm the girl with nothing but a gift for ballet...

She saved me once. She probably doesn't remember. I can't forget her. Fourteen years ago, when we were small, I was starving. Not just my stomach rumbling, but hungry for kindness. For someone to look at me like I mattered. She did. Until she couldn't look at me at all. I learned how to survive...

"All I needed or ever wanted was him. Our bodies. The cold, wet soil. This exquisite death." They say love is madness. Grace Lockett learns that love is death; the death of everything she knows. When her parents die, Grace flees her dilapidated cottage for an apprenticeship at a funeral home run...

I’m the illegitimate son of a monster. I truly have the devil inside. I try to be good. To ignore the deep, dark, despicable urges. But every day, it gets harder. To prove to myself that I’m not completely damned, I attempt to infiltrate a trafficking ring to save all those trapped within it. Only problem is, I meet her on the night of my initiation. I’m given a task to take her, steal her, train her. She sparkles like diamonds, bleeds like rubies, and bruises as deep as emeralds.

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her. 

My fairytale is finally within reach—right up until the moment the Everhart Pack rejects me in front of the entire royal elite on Omega Selection Day. Every year, the most powerful alphas in the world gather beneath Ravencroft Hall's glittering chandeliers to claim their destined omegas. For...

They never stopped. The echoes, the longings, the nightmares and confusions of egos clustered in one body, each haunting an organ or a limb, a patch of skin, or a fragment of bone. He was all of them. He was none of them. He was... like every single part of him... Better off. Dead. Born in a...

Lochlan and Noble say they rescued me from the ruthless Dragon King who stole me and bound me against my will. But every night, he's there—the man with fire in his eyes and my name on his lips, holding me like I'm his salvation. In the ruins of the Drifting Kingdom, enemies are gathering. The witches want their stolen land back. The court wants their lost queen dead. Because even in my dreams, he promises to come for me. That he'll reclaim what was taken from him... And burn the realm down to bring home his queen.

It was only supposed to be a part-time babysitting job. Then the wildfires swept through the valley. Now I'm stuck at a Napa winery with the three guys who run the place. And considering what they look like? Things could be a lot worse. Luke Ashford, the dark-and-handsome owner whose son I'm...

The dragon rider might have taken everything from me. My home, my family, and my crown. But I vowed long ago he would never take my heart. I survived ten years being tortured by his crazy worshippers. I know I can survive anything the king throws at me. Because if this usurper thinks I'm going...

I’m the illegitimate son of a monster. My other half-blooded siblings have their own demons…but me? I truly have the devil inside. I try to be good. To do my best to ignore the deep, dark, despicable urges. But every day it gets harder. I thought family could help. I reached out to my infamous half-brother, Q, begging for his secrets to stay tamed.

I knew what it felt like to reach rock bottom. To do things I could never repent. To want things I could never absolve. I’ve wanted to die for so long. I deserve to die for what I’ve done. But not until I finish this. Not until I atone. And so, I make a decision. A cascade of decisions that will bring about the end of my world. The darkness wants to be fed. So I’ll feed it. With blood.

I made a bargain with a monster. A vow to save both our lives. I thought our commitment would stay true. It didn't. I've spent my entire life alone. I'm well used to loneliness and the endless pain of having no one. Sure, we made a bargain. We shared our secrets and made a vow. But I warned her not to do one tiny thing. One very important thing.

For years, I existed alone. Fighting the urges, doing my best to stay good. Until Esclave 58 entered my life and I didn’t have to fight so hard. She makes me better, she makes me human, but then he arrives on my doorstep. He says he’s my half-brother.

It only took one droplet of blood to forever change me. Her blood. The taste of it. The heat of it. I swallowed her down and devoured her. For a while, it was enough. My monster was content. I believed I’d found where I belonged. But now…that droplet is no longer enough. I want rivers of it. Oceans of it. I want the world dripping in red and I honestly don’t know who I’m hunting anymore. Her?

I have a stalker. A masked man who watches me from the shadows. A guardian who says he's there to protect me—to help me heal from almost dying at the hands of another man. He says he's willing to do anything to help me move on. That I needn't be afraid of him. I agree to keep him my secret and share how much I'm truly struggling. In return, he guards me. Even if it means guarding me from himself.

I never wanted to inherit a title; I was doing just fine living estranged from my father, making my own rules. Now that he's dead, I'm the new Duke, and people have expectations of me. The first one is to find myself a Duchess. Olivia Adams is innocent to the world, and far too naive to its...

Eight years ago, the boys I loved disappeared without a word. Now they've returned—older, more powerful, and with secrets in their eyes. They say we're witches. That we're bound by magicae. That my grandmother was hiding something from me—something even more dangerous than grief.

With my magicae unleashed, I should be in the perfect position to harness the powers of a soul witch. My primordium is stronger than ever, and at Necos's castle, I'm finally safe—free to explore the true depths of my abilities without fear of exposure.