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Sir Edge is part one of the Dark Prophet Saga, the beginning of an action-packed new chapter in the Bowl of Souls Universe! The Dark Prophet has been biding his time. He has spent centuries without a body, but now he is ready for his return. There is only one obstacle standing in his way.

All my life, I pursued women who made me feel like I was licking honey off the edge of a sharp knife. Those who seduce a man with one look. Bait, hook, and haul my ass to her table with a lick of her tongue across blood-red lips. Cue in Mia Harlow. Delicate. Shy. Fragile. Unapologetically feminine, five-foot-nothing, blonde college girl wrapped in pink. Not my type by any definition, but the electric stress between us grows stronger whenever I see her.

Nicole Fox presents Book 1 in the Groza Bratva series.

I crashed a wedding. Got caught by the best man. Now, I'm pregnant with his baby . . . It's Katya's fault. (As per usual.) My BFF despises her ex and wants to hate-watch him marry the woman he left her for. Problem is, she didn't fill me in on that plan . . . until we arrive at the ceremony.

The new girl doesn't belong here. So why can't I stop thinking about her? Iris Briggs a goodie two-shoes with a headmaster father who aims to ruin my school year before it's even begun. She gets under my skin. With her demure skirts and braided hair, Iris flits around the periphery until she runs right into me, hot coffee soaking me as she looks up at me with wide, innocent eyes. We start off scalding.

I refuse to be a disposable pawn in my father's underworld dealings. If that means heading out in the middle of the night to get as far away as I can from my mafia family, so be it. I have everything planned, and it’s all going perfectly… right up until the point where they catch me.

Since losing both her mother and the man she loved two years ago, all she wants is stability and peace. But her world is forever changed when her family is attacked on a journey away from home, and she must travel to the Aataran mountain range to find them. Across the realm, four ancient beings who control the elements of nature are awakening. They are being summoned to prevent a force that is greedy for power and threatening to overturn the balance of nature. When Isla's path crosses with one of these elementals, she finds her fate is more entangled with theirs than she had ever imagined.

They call him the Blackspine. The one rebel the Councilate couldn’t kill, even as they crushed his people. The one beggar no gang would touch, for fear of his power. If only they knew. Tai Kulga has survived this long by fighting against his power and the madness that comes with it. The last time he gave in, it killed his best friend - so every day he doesn’t is a victory, now.

Our night together is increasingly difficult to keep hidden, because Ben Donahue is now the nation's hottest pro-football receiver. Ben broke my heart and I thought I'd buried most of the pieces, until a high-profile criminal case hits my desk and Ben's name is on it. What is Ben doing on a mafia don's witness list? It doesn't take long to realize Ben isn't the all-American boy the world believes, and there are parts of his past that can no longer stay hidden. So, I do the hardest thing I've ever done. I confront the man who destroyed my soul.

Surviving Monday might be the biggest accomplishment of their lives. By 9:03 A.M. Monday, bank manager Indie Chase thinks her day can't get worse. She's dealt with spills, an ex-husband, and her preschooler on bank time. She's wrong, though. In a matter of moments, that day becomes the stuff of nightmares. Dax Reed is a reluctantly retired pro hockey player with a past he'd rather forget. He's well on his way to doing so, on his way to Hawaii for a well-deserved vacation, when everything goes to hell.

Most of my writing is in a series people seem to enjoy but there is a constant small crowd who say: I'd really like your take on an alien invasion story. Well this is for them. The bulk of the aliens come to Earth stories assume their vast superiority, sometimes invincibility. Sometimes they suddenly appear on the white house lawn dictating terms. I have yet to see one with them appearing at the Kremlin or Canberra which seems rather parochial.

After Macy escapes an awful situation, she's forced to go back to the town she left behind. Going back to help her dad run the hockey rink he owns wasn't how she saw herself rebuilding a future. Especially not with the three hockey players she meets that are absolutely obsessed with her.

Hades: The story the world knows today is only a fraction of our truth. I took her, yes. I schemed and deceived to keep her. I loved her wholly and completely. She loved me. Lore tells the tale of an eternity of love, and it's not wrong. Betrayed in the worst way, my wife was stolen from me. The Underworld suffers in her absence. I suffer. Now she is back. Just in time for an Olympian war. The clock is ticking. Her human body makes her vulnerable to vengeful Gods. I must find a way to possess her heart so that I may protect her eternal soul.

I don't have time to date, especially not the infuriatingly bossy, ridiculously hot sheriff. But Dillon Armstrong won't take no for an answer. And the more he shows up at my office, the harder it is to resist him and his high-handed, insufferable, oddly endearing ways. He's going to make me fall for him, I just know it.

Evangelina Jones, the fiercely independent daughter of an NFL legend, is determined to carve her own path running a dessert shop. When her stalkerish ex-boyfriend reappears and threatens to destroy everything she has built, she's forced to turn to her new neighbor for help. Drake Benson is the NHL's golden boy, with a perfect reputation on and off the ice. To an outsider, it might seem that he's got everything one could dream of, but he needs to fill his days during the offseason. When Evangelina knocks on his door with an unexpected request, it offers a welcome break from his solitude.

I am a prisoner in the place I once called home. Desolate. I am thousands of miles away from my mate. Waiting. Nothing will ever stop me loving my true mate, Phoenix Adair. Nothing. Not even Willow Creek's new alpha, my former best friend, Zade Crawford.

He's a tattooed, blue-eyed jerk who has no business being a single dad. He's also my next-door neighbor, and after negotiations, my grumpy employer for the summer. I don't put up with cocky males normally, and I certainly won't put up with that man making noise at all hours of the day and night while he builds his glamp-ground. I offer advice, but the stubborn fool just turns his tractor on to drown me out. He returns the favor by pushing my buttons and making me so angry I can't see straight. And I really want to be able to see his gorgeous body in those well-worn jeans and backward hat.

All I wanted was one night. A simple night of fun with my friends at the carnival. I didn't know I'd spend it learning things I never knew about myself. Every twist and turn of our game brings us deeper into our desires. But what's a little pain if it's mixed with unimaginable pleasure?

Nix Monroe has a plan. Infiltrate the Enigma app and lure out whoever his cousin was last speaking with before everything went to shit. Nix won’t stop until he finds answers, even if that means transferring to a different university and getting entangled with the infamous Demons of Foxglove Grove. Lake, West, and Yejun. Three of the most powerful men on the entire planet, and also the deadliest. When Nix finds himself on their radar, he thinks maybe it’s not all bad, and he can twist the situation to his advantage.

Making a certain kind of video with my enemy (who happens to be everyone's favorite baseball player) was not my proudest moment, but I blame the alcohol for Spencer's smirk three seconds before our clothes ended up on the floor for our one-night mistake. He said he deleted the video, which is why I didn't expect the jerk to interrupt my date a few months later to break the news that we have a problem. His solution is to avoid the press by staying at his lake house to hide away and I stupidly agree. The next thing I know, I have two tiny eyes staring at me.