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THIS SERIES IS DARK. TREAD CAREFULLY. Dark, dangerous desires abound... This collection includes: The Enforcer, Hell Twins, The Prospect, The Betrayal Escaping an abusive relationship, Candy is ready to move on with her new life when she finds herself caught in a love triangle between a Motorcycle Club President Tarragon Header and his Enforcer Fennel Bryant. Candy answered an online modeling ad—Wanted: curvy, tattooed, redhead for a biker magazine spread. Must be okay with leather. No funny business! Candy’s ex had stomped on her heart and a few other parts of her body before leaving ...

My ancestor walked into the dark three hundred years ago. I can finally hear her calling my name. The Council of Bone has taken Thornveil. Six ships, a dozen magistrates, an enforcer with an iron-and-bone staff, and the father who disowned Dorian at their center with a motion to put me in chains. The Ossuary is sealed. The Blackwell Crypt is restricted. My movements are watched at every stairwell. And beneath all of it, the thing my grandmother bled thirty-seven years to contain is done waiting. The cage is hours from collapse. The only thing standing between Thornveil and the end of the ...

I don't want an alpha. I don't want the legendary Murphy pack as stepbrothers. I don't want to share a house with the four boys every girl in school wants. And I definitely don't want their breath on my skin, their scent in my nose, their marks on my neck. Their father told them to look after me. But he doesn't realize just how they've decided to twist that directive. I'm a pet omega for them to play with. And they're about to give me everything they decide I need.

There’s no escape. “You’re not leaving. You belong to me. Get used to it.” Blake Baird is a man who takes what he wants. And now he’s taken me. I came for the job as a maid but now… His dark eyes hint at all the things he’s done as leader of the Scottish mob. He won’t hurt me, I tell myself. He and Dad were best friends once. Surely that will keep me safe, but he wants steaminess, not violence. My self-esteem isn’t low, but hey, I’m a realist. I’m nineteen, on the curvy side, and determined to find the man who killed my mother. I’m not built to satisfy this mob-boss ...

All my life I’ve been a prisoner. Locked away by men who think they hold all the power. First my father. And now him. The devil himself. Reid Harris. Even my husband can’t save me from the most infamous man in Harrow Creek and his loyal best friend. I’m tangled up in their twisted games. One woman. Three dangerous men. They expect me to cower. To beg and plead for mercy. But Reid’s about to discover that not everyone bends to his will.

My tormentor knows no bounds, and I'm done being his prey. In another new city, I'm hoping this is the place where I finally find peace and those parts of myself I've lost along the way. New name, new hair, new clothes…new me. I'm determined for it to stick this time, desperate for a quiet existence to escape the horrors chasing me. The last thing I expect to find is more of what I'm running from. Violence. Murder. Manipulation. Except here, three dangerous men have me in their sights.

Getting ripped away from my bleak life wasn’t part of the plan. Caring for my alcoholic father, working dead-end shifts, and just scraping by—this was my reality. Until I was thrust into a nightmare: auctioned off to the highest bidder. That’s how I ended up with them. Maxim and Damyan Antonov. Stepbrothers. Twice my age. Feared Bratva bosses with an empire built on power and blood. I expected cruelty, control, and danger. What I didn’t expect was their protectiveness. Their desire to shield me, to draw me into their dark world—and their even darker hearts. Beneath their ruthless ...

My dream of becoming prima ballerina is dead. Dropped by the Royal Ballet, I return home to my empty house in Cornwall with nothing but ghosts, and memories of a past I am desperate to forget. It takes months of depression before I pull myself out of the bleakness and attempt to start living again. With a new job as an assistant to the wealthy but elusive Sachov family, I find myself caught up in a tangled web of desire, pain, and sexual awakening that will either destroy me entirely or bring me back to life. My name is Rose, and I am their muse.

In therapy, they tell you to use your senses. List the things you know: Sermons recited with malice. A blood-soaked ritual. The sting of tears and gasping sobs of the dying. Rotting flesh. I grew up in a cage, tortured by the Lord Almighty's most twisted servant. Death and despair became my close companions as I watched years of slaughter at Pastor Michaels’ hand. Eighteen girls. Dead. Eighteen lives. Ended. Eighteen futures. Stolen.

An escape from my parents who insist I follow in their footsteps as a Guardian of the Society. Keep the members safe—that's what I'm supposed to do. But how can I safeguard the students when I can't even protect myself? Someone has been watching me. His eyes burn into my soul like a branding iron. At night, he haunts my dreams and transforms them into nightmares. Sometimes when I wake, he's there, standing at the foot of my bed in awe of my existence. He isn't the one I fear most, though

A fallen throne. A brutal academy. Four cursed warriors she can’t escape. On the night her family is murdered and her crown is stolen, Seraphine Valegryx becomes a queen with no kingdom and a weapon with no control. Hunted for the forbidden shadow magic in her blood, she hides her identity and runs—straight into the darkest place in the realm: The Obsidian Ward, a deadly academy where war mages, assassins, and cursed soldiers are forged for battle. Surviving the Ward means enduring lethal trials, ruthless instructors, and classmates who’d spill blood to claw their way up the ranks. ...

It was supposed to be a fun nature hike in the woods. But then I saw them. Poachers. Hunting a defenseless cat. Everything was fine until that branch snapped… Now I’m hiding out in town. Can’t trust the police. Good thing I caught the eye of that handsome carpenter. Little did I know, he and his big, burly pals are powerful bear shifters. Protective. Intelligent. And drop-dead, mouthwateringly handsome. But those long, lingering looks… All those declarations of keeping me safe… It’s all just in my imagination. Because men built like gods don't look at a girl like me twice… ...

I wove the cage myself. Now there is no cage left to hold. The mechanism I built to save the binding is killing me. A cold gold lattice anchored through my sternum, drawing from my reservoir every second, widening a two-way conduit straight to the thing on the other side. The entity has stopped exploring. It has started consuming. Morwenna, my ancestor, the woman who held the door no one else would, has hours before the entity dissolves her entirely. The only lead points to an ancient stone circle on a windswept Scottish island called the Foundry, where the binding was first built. Getting ...

I chose the hottest club in town, Rapture, to find my prey. Little did I know the person I hooked was the head of the Irish Mafia, who became haunted by the memory of our night. When I drunkenly return to Rapture with a broken heart, I find myself being drawn into the dark underground world of the Irish Mafia and the four men that rule it. As my normal, perfectly managed life slowly unravels, these men help me to reconnect with the woman I once was, and she wasn't always innocent. Will I be able to rebuild a life I truly desire, or is it all just an illusion?

Four men. One ritual. A kingdom of supernatural power at stake. Heiress Olivia Blackwood has spent her life as magical royalty, her family ruling the supernatural criminal underworld for generations. Publicly, she plays the perfect daughter; privately, she's her father's most dangerous weapon, her telekinetic abilities honed to lethal precision. But when she uncovers her father's unthinkable betrayal, the carefully constructed façade begins to crumble. Kidnapped by the notorious Valenti brothers, powerful magic users openly challenging her family's throne in the supernatural hierarchy, ...

I'm not so different from most people. Like everyone else, I have life goals. Goal #1: Become a real girl instead of this invisible ghost thing I currently am. Goal #2: Convince the four men I've been haunting for the past five years to pick me to be their new toy after goal one is complete. Goal #3: Figure out who/what I am and why I can't remember anything past the five years I've been haunting this quad. Goal #4: Eat popcorn. See? Perfectly normal. Sort of. Gotta start small, after all. It's not like anyone else is perfect either.  

**Previously published as The Covenant Episodes 1-4, this book has been reformatted as the first in a planned series of four full-length novels.** Stay hidden. Stay safe. Kit Kingston knows three things: keep your head down, trust no one, and never reveal what you truly are. In a world where supernatural power can be as dangerous as it is coveted, Kit Kingston is a siphon - someone who can draw off excess magic before it destroys its wielder. When she's given an ultimatum by the Council - attend their elite Darkwood University or face "containment" - she realizes her gift is more curse than...

They'll make me their mate. All I ever wanted was to be like everybody else. But I'm not. I'm an omega, subject to my pack's rules and traditions. Without my knowledge, my parents promised my hand in marriage to two alphas. Each. Now all four alphas are saying I'm theirs, and I'm bound by shifter law to be their mate. If they can unlock my submissive nature, maybe they can make me fall in love with them. But does love even matter when I was promised to the alphas? (Promised to the Alphas is a standalone paranormal reverse harem romance with dark elements. For mature readers only!)

I wove the cage myself this time. Now I can feel the thing inside it learning me. The last natural thread snapped while I was on my knees in bone-meal soil with gold light pouring from my hands. I did something no Blackwell keeper has done in a thousand years: I replaced the failing binding with a mechanism built from four-bond power, a lattice of gold threaded through my own sternum. The cage held. Morwenna is no longer holding it alone. But the mechanism is mine. Anchored through my body, drawing from my reservoir every second of every day. A cold hum behind my sternum that gets louder ...

Med school over…check Reunite with the guys at the Twisted Reapers MC…check Lose my V-card to four biker studs…check Dominic owns the MC and is a smoking hot silver fox. He’s much older but the way he commands respect has me obeying his every word. Bret was my brother's smoking hot best friend and the guy every girl in school would drop her panties for. And it doesn’t take long to realize I’m no different than them. Nick is my best friend's sweet and sexy big brother and he’s totally off-limits or is he? Chase can be an outright bully, but I’ve seen his softer side and it ...