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Nothing burns like love. And I've been through the flames once already, so that's been there, done that situation. Not looking to fall in love means I want one thing only—a gorgeous woman in my arms, and an empty bed by sunrise. Until I meet Hannah Everson at a virginity auction, and buy her to be my wife. Because that's how this ends. Gorgeous, innocent Hannah never stood a chance against a kingpin like me.

To most, Kal Anderson is a villain. Harbinger of death, keeper of souls, frequenter of nightmares. Doctor Death. Hades incarnate. They say he stole me. Usurped my fiancé and filled the cracks in my heart with empty promises. Imprinted his crimson fingerprints on my psyche and tried to set me free. They’re not wrong, per se. Except it was my choice to stay.

Some are born plagued by darkness. She was doused in it by those she trusted. Like Lucifer himself, she fell from the heavens and landed amongst the flames. Now, she wears her crown black with diamonds coated in the blood of her enemies. This isn't the story of a girl who saved the villain. This is the story of a girl who became something much worse and the man who loved her for it.

To escape her violent ex, Charlotte flees her home in the middle of the night with nothing but the cash in her pocket and a paper map leading her north to Alaska. She sheds her old self along the way: dyeing her hair, scrubbing off her fake California tan, and pawning all her jewelry. None of it is worth anything if she can't stay alive. Alone in the wilderness, Charlotte feels safe at last. Even if she's lost, even if she's only got a burner phone that lost its last bar miles ago, and even if she missed her turn and can't find the cabin she was promised by a friend.

Seven days was all it took for my life to change irrevocably. It shouldn’t have been possible to fall in love with a man I barely knew while on holiday, but I fell so hard I was still seeing stars when I made my way to New York City to begin my new life. Armed with a newfound confidence in myself, I was ready to distract myself from Sinclair by tackling the new challenges that awaited me in the city, reuniting with my estranged family, and launching my career as an artist in earnest.

After years of turmoil, my life was finally looking up. I was launching my career as an artist at one of the hottest galleries in New York City, I’d reunited with my family, and most of all, for the first time in my life, I was in love. In love with a man I never should have allowed to make me his because he was never mine to have. There was only one thing that could derail my happiness and that was my guilt over my forbidden love for my sister’s boyfriend.

My life was perfectly fine. I had my own business, friends, and even a fiancé. Everything was going just fine. Until he showed up again—Gavin, also known as the god of lust, Eros. He was thrown back into my life when his company, Cupid's Arrow, hired mine for their tenth-anniversary marketing plan. It's been five years since we last saw each other, but somehow, it's like no time has passed at all. I don't understand why seeing him again should change anything. It was a one-night stand, nothing more.

Gavin has been toying with mortals' lust and desire for longer than he can remember. He's ditched the wings and silly bow and arrows in exchange for something more powerful: a dating app he designed called Cupid's Arrow. Valentine's is Gavin's favorite night of the year, and Cupid's Arrow is hosting a singles event at the hottest club in town. Gavin is ready to sit back and watch the fun—until she walks in.

He's a killer. A monster. A thief. He stole me; ripped me from a life I thought was mine, and forced me into his. There was no negotiating. No choice to be made. No way out. He says once I give him what he wants, he'll let me go. But I don't believe him. Taunting me, humiliating me, hunting me...it thrills him. He's addicted to my tears, and amused by my suffering. I know he won't stop until he breaks me. But I won't go down without a fight.

Within the tangled roots of grief, we stand to lose so much. No one ever acknowledges what we stand to gain. Strength. Perspective. Appreciation. Resilience. And sometimes, every once in a while, if you're truly lucky… There is love. After an emotional cliffhanger, we finally get inside Cal's head and discover his secrets, along with more details of his tragic past that have been keeping him from Lucy.

Everyone knows Carmine "Cale" Connelly is the second in command to his terrifying uncle, head of the Amato crime family. A decade older and formerly my brother's best friend, Cale has always been a man to steer clear of. The fact that he's a towering monument of muscled sin and piercing eyes is irrelevant. Anyway, I haven't seen much of Cale in years. He's practically a stranger at this point. I had no reason to change that.

Ruby Walsh has spent two years hiding behind merger agreements and corporate acquisitions, burying her grief in work since her wife's death. Her mansion in The Ridges, Las Vegas's most exclusive enclave, has become an empty shrine to a life no longer lived, but the night she confronts her neighbor about the music coming from her property, everything changes.

Is a week of passion enough to warrant changing my life forever? He was the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. An enigmatic French businessman with red hair, blue eyes, and an intensity that stirred something deep inside me that hadn’t yet been awoken. I wanted him instantly. And for some reason, he seemed to want me too. Only, he wasn’t mine to have. He was older, wiser, and infinitely richer, with a sophisticated girlfriend back home and no time for a holiday affair.

Kidnapped by a serial killer, Feather has lived in a remote cabin for years, surviving by cleverness and caution. One night, she unwittingly summons a Fae demon known as Krampus, who enacts vengeance on her kidnapper and leaves Feather free...but with nowhere to go and no memory of the family from which she was stolen.

National bestselling author Lynsay Sands offers a taste of tempation in the fourth book of the Argeneau Vampire Series. “Take a bite into fresh, fun vampire comedy…read Lynsay Sands.” —Carly Phillips Nobody does vampire romance quite like Lynsay Sands! Tall, Dark & Hungry is the fourth...

Once upon a time, Kane Harte rescued Anastasia Patrick from hell. When her ex turned out to be a killer, Anastasia "Ana" Patrick knew she was in trouble. Now her safe world has been wrecked. Kane is done. He did the whole good-guy routine once before and walked away from Ana. Not happening again. This time, he'll give in to his need, his obsession, and he will never, ever let go. Kane made a mistake when he let her go the first time. Now, he's going to fight like hell for his second chance with Ana.

I was a fool for letting my fake stepbrothers get inside my head. I believed their lies, the twisted history they fed me when I was weak and afraid. But that's all over. They might have traded me away like I was nothing, but it opened my eyes to the truth. I was never Bisha's baby, and now I get to choose who I am and who I want to claim as my own.

Jean Marc Andreas wanted what was his by right. He was seeking justice—and he would use any means to get it. Juliette de Clement, a confidante of the royal family, could aid his search for the priceless treasure so many had killed to possess...and died to protect. But in eighteenth-century revolutionary France, a world of power and intrigue, soldiers and assassins, royalty and rebels, death could come in many forms and from any direction, and none more lethal—or more likely—than from the person you trusted most.

It was love at first bite, in the third book of Lynsay Sands bestselling Argeneau Vampire series. “[Sands’s] trademark humor and genuine characters…keep her series fresh and her readers hooked.” —Publishers Weekly SWM - "Lucern." Successful biographer of family, books recently...

The Court Jester marks his targets with a ribbon. That's how I find out I'm next. The moment that band of scarlet fabric appears on my pillow, I know it's a promise—a bad omen delivered by someone wicked. He's powerful. He's sinful. They whisper about him in the castle's shadowed halls. Everyone fears his devilish tongue, yet everyone desires his heated touch. With each seductive temptation, I fall under the jester's spell. With every forbidden moment, he ignites a fire that I've never known before. But the jester is guarding a treasonous secret. And becoming his obsession is dangerous.