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In Fairview Heights, there’s one rule everyone knows. Don’t cross the Black Rose gang. Not if you want to live. My father broke that rule. Now he owes the notorious Black Roses a favor, and to make sure he pays up, they’re taking me as collateral. Until Dad completes whatever job they gave him, three gang members will be my keepers. Sloan, Rory, and Levi. The boss’ son. The man with a secret. The flame from my past. They’re all dominant, cocky, and hot as hell, and I know from personal experience that one of them is a damn good lay.

When I go looking for excitement on my 21st birthday, getting kidnapped is a little more than I bargained for. So is finding out that shifters exist—and that I’m one too. As the last of the dragon shifters, I’ve got a role to fulfil: Take the alphas of the four shifter groups as my mates and unite all shifter kind. No pressure, right?

Edward Stanhope, the icy Duke of Thornfield, likes his life in a certain order. Give him a strong drink, a good book, and his dog for company, and he’s content. But when he goes to his library and finds a woman sitting in his chair, petting his dog, what starts as a request for her to leave turns quickly to a fiery battle of wits, leading to a steamy kiss that could ruin them both if they’re caught. So, of course, damn it all, that’s when Edward’s aunt walks in and, thereafter, announces Miss Georgiana Bly as the future Duchess of Thornfield.

When my father died and I stepped into his shoes as leader of Enigma, I vowed to protect the gang he’d built. And I won’t break that promise—no matter what I have to do to keep it. So when a mysterious attacker targets our territory, I swallow my pride and propose an alliance between Enigma and the Princes of Carnage, a biker gang led by Nico Morelli. We’ve been rivals for years, but his territory is under attack too, and we’ll have a better chance of defending ourselves if we work together. Except Nico doesn’t just want an alliance.

Deja de perseguir el éxito. Haz que venga a ti. Te han enseñado que el poder significa fuerza. Te han dicho que te esfuerces sin parar, que compitas y que te abras camino hasta la cima, solo para terminar exhausta e invisible.

Every beat of my heart is the tick of a time bomb, reminding me to squeeze as many thrills out of life as I can. A horde of nightmarish monsters jumping me in the middle of the night? Nope, that's too much even for me. So when three demonic figures leap out of the shadows to my defense, my choices are trust my unexpected champions... or die. Not exactly a tough decision. The beastly men wrench me away from my home, claiming they'll keep me safe. They say there's something special about me—something the others want to devour and they mean to protect.

When mages slaughter my parents in front of me, I have no time to mourn. The murderers drag me into a society of dark magic where power is created by fear. It turns out I'm the long-lost heir to one of their royal families—guaranteed to possess a talent even more vicious than most. And I'm trapped here until I accept my role. But I don't want these wicked skills I have no idea how to tap into. I don't want the mansion or the fancy clothes or the massive bank account I inherited. I especially don't want the attention of my fellow heirs: four scorching-hot, arrogant men.

For years, the monsters who killed my family have held me in a cage. Brutalized and half-starved. Only kept alive so they can steal my blood. Until one evening when three eerily gorgeous men rescue me. They offer a safe haven under their protection with everything I need to heal. I'm not used to this kindness—or the desires their smoldering eyes and strong hands stir in my body and my heart. But these fearsome men aren't really men. Like my former captors, they're fae who can shift into wolves. A curse gripping the faerie realm turns them wild under the full moon.

Everyone knows you don't mess with the empire. Our tyrannical overlords rule our conquered kingdom with an iron fist. Even after they killed my parents and left me orphaned and ostracized, I've swallowed my resentment. I survive by keeping my head down, scavenging the scraps my neighbors discard.

With the ink still drying on her Quantico diploma, FBI Special Agent Allie Bishop finds herself thrust into her very first case. A series of gruesome murders has rocked her hometown community of Gig Harbor, WA, and Allie has been entrusted with finding the villain. She's spent years clawing her way out of her father's evil shadow. No longer the frightened young girl who stumbled onto his brutal crimes, Allie must uncover a sinister evil lurking within the corridors of her old high school.

Wie lesen sich Gedichte der Romantik? Wie klingen sie? Was verbindet englische und deutsche Gedichte aus der Epoche der Romantik? Mit diesen und weiteren Fragen beschäftigten sich Studierende am Institut für Literaturwissenschaft der Universität Stuttgart im Wintersemester 2025/26 im Seminar “Transnational Encounters: German & British Romanticism“ unter der Leitung von Jessica Bundschuh und Toni Bernhart. In diesem Rahmen entstand dieser Podcast in vier Folgen. How can we read Romantic poems as both typographic and auditory experiences? What connects English and German poetry from the ...

My whole life, no one has had my back. My parents are dead, my adoptive mother is a drug addict, and the mean girls on campus mock me for my scars. So when I end up desperate for money and out of options, I agree to sell the one thing I have left: my innocence. On the night I’m meant to give my body to a brutal Russian mobster, three men storm into the room like dark shadows and kill him before he can claim me. When they drag me from the blood-soaked bed, I’m certain they’re going to kill me too.

All of London gossips about the Duke of Montrose. A recluse. Inflicted with a terrible disease. A gargoyle with a terrible temper. But he's also the most important patron of the centuries-old book shop that belongs to Miss Elizabeth Sharpe's family. Now she's been charged with delivering books to the Gargoyle of London herself—or risk their shop falling into ruin. But surely a duke can't be that ghastly . . .

Christian “Priest” DiLustro. A charming prince. Only when it suited him. I had a taste of him and got addicted. But he was a heartless bastard and an arrogant mafia prince whose only goal was to ignore me after we scratched the itch. Just when I thought we’d both moved on, he swooped in and claimed he made a promise that he intended to keep, even if it killed us both.

I was the dutiful daughter. Or at least that was what it looked like from the outside. Deep inside, I was suffocating. I longed for something I didn’t know how or where to find. But I kept my façade firmly in place while I searched for answers. Until one New Orleans night changed it all. Nikola Nikolaev—the heir to the Crescent City’s ruthless criminal empire—caught me in a club that was off-limits. And just like that, my carefully constructed world began to crumble. We never saw it coming.

Everyone thought my wife was dead, but I never stopped searching for her. When I finally found her, the timid young woman I forced to marry me was all gone. In her place was a fiercely independent woman who hated my guts. I might have deserved it. But did it stop me from dragging her, her secret child and her best friend back to New York City with me?

My father was once a powerful player in the Chicago underground, but six years ago, he left that life behind. We changed our names. Our identities. Our lives. The ghosts of the past never forgot him, though. They never forgot me. Dad promised me we were safe, but I should’ve known that was just another one of his lies. The past always finds you, and mine finds me on my wedding day when four brutal, dangerous men drag me from the altar in a hail of gunfire. Four men who used to be four boys. Four boys I cared about. Four boys I left behind.

There were six of us. Caged, turned into monsters, and tormented with brutal tests of our horrific emerging abilities. We had only each other to count on... until our escape attempt ended with one dead, the others recaptured, and me dragged away into a different nightmare. Now I've finally fought my way back to rescue them. Except the men I set free are hardened, beastly versions of the devoted boys I remember. They see me as a traitor and a murderer—but they refuse to let me go now that they have me back.

All it took was a devastatingly gorgeous man twice my age to break all my rules. To teach me how to let go. How to surrender. How to submit. But then I learn Jacob isn't who I think he is. And it turns out our meeting wasn't an accident. The sweeter the forbidden fruit, the more venomous the snake. Jacob wants revenge, and he's going to use me to get it.

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