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There’s a new vampire prince in town who says I belong to him. That’s what he thinks... For five years, I’ve been bound to a vampire prince. I’ve had to do his bidding, but now that he’s gone this is my chance for a fresh start. Until Sebastian arrives. Not even the darkest black magic spell can fool a vampire this dangerous. Seb says he owns me. That the contract is still valid. And if I leave, he’ll imprison me. His arrogance makes my blood boil. But Seb has taken a liking to me and proposes a deal. The contract is business, but he and I could be all about pleasure.

I had two things in life that mattered–my mother and my music. Mama was taken from me too soon, and now music is all I have left. It’s the thing that’s pushed me right out of backwoods Georgia into Los Angeles, where the line between fantasy and reality shimmers and blurs.

A violent underground fighter and a Bratva boss, Lev Melnikov, is a walking red flag, but I can't stay away. I need him to teach me how to fight so I can protect myself. Our arrangement is simple… until it's not. Being close to him and feeling his sweaty body against mine makes it impossible to not want more. And once I start touching, I can't stop. I know he's dangerous. I know I should stay away. But I also know I won't, because every part of me is already his. He just needs to take it.

Nobody expected them to fall in love. When Aria was given to Luca in marriage, people were sure he’d break her. Aria feared the worst from a man like him. A man without mercy. But somehow, she gained his love. Love - a weakness a capo like Luca shouldn’t risk. When Aria betrays Luca by going behind his back for her family, she realizes too late that she might have lost what she’s fought so hard to get in the first place: Luca’s trust. Can their love survive in a world of betrayal and death?

A blonde, a brunette, a redhead...he can have his pick of them all on any given night and he knows it. They wait, hoping he looks up and gives them his signature smirk, choosing them over the others because that’s his game. Except now he's signed the contract of a lifetime, one with a pesky little clause that says his zipper must stay up and his playboy image has got to tamp down.

Starved for affection, young Piper Delaney surrenders her life to a master. But there is no love...only abuse. She’s told she can’t leave because she signed the slave contract. Years later, beaten and starving, she hears an English dom say the contract’s illegal. Unenforceable. And she runs.

As my best friend's brother, Dex Hardy has always been my downfall. Older, forbidden, and completely irresistible. Our paths were never supposed to cross, but they tangled irrevocably during those summer nights where we exchanged forevers and I love yous under the stars. In secret. He knew it had to be that way. Yet, he betrayed our relationship the moment he made it public. So I left him brokenhearted in order to save us both.

First Mistake: Agreeing to my brother’s crazy, horrible scheme to seduce and drug my college’s hockey star, Yom “Yum” Rustanov, to get him disqualified for doping before his big international championship game. In the dictionary under femme fatale, you’ll find me—in the antonyms section.

For the Bratva, retribution is the law. An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. A life for a life. But the man who killed my beloved deserves a fate worse than death. But the man who killed my beloved deserves a fate worse than death. He'll live knowing his only daughter was captured by a monster.... That he's utterly powerless to stop me.

Men who betray the trust of the most powerful mafia kingpin in New York rarely live to make the same mistake a second time, but I'm not one of Antonio Volante's soldiers. I'm his wife. So I got his belt instead of a bullet. Even though I did what I did for the sake of someone dear to us both, my husband doesn't plan to let me keep my secrets any longer. That's why I'm bare and bound with my punished ass sore inside and out, begging desperately for the climax he's kept me on the edge of for so long.

We're a match made in hell, Stefan and I. He took me to exact his revenge. I went from being a pawn to my father to being a pawn to Stefan. The only difference is I have a ring the size of a boulder on my finger and a husband I don't want. And the hardest part is I thought he was different. I thought I was falling in love. I guess my father was right. I'm not a very smart girl. Stefan is a powerful man. He doesn't play nice, not if you're his enemy. But I've learned one thing about my husband.

Alison Baker is over love. Relationships are great. But peace? That’s priceless. The only way to get and keep a calm existence is to stay away from men. This is especially true for wealthy, charming, powerful men like her ex-husband. Then she meets Barrett Landry. He looks dapper standing in front of her in a suit, taking a glass of champagne off her serving tray. He pushes but she pulls. He asks questions. She tries desperately not to answer.

I searched for her for two years. Each day felt like a lifetime. I was losing my mind, imagining all the things that were being done to her. But I finally found her. And now, it's time to bring her home. They took her from me, and they're going to pay. I'm getting Alina back, and then we're going to set the world on fire and watch them burn.

Ellie Pagan has a list of reasons to stay away from Ford Landry. And they were so much easier to stick to when he was a half of a world away. But now, he’s home. Standing in front of her, body hard and chiseled to perfection from his stint in the military, he’s wearing a suit cut to perfect and a smirk she could never resist. Suddenly, all the reasons why she should avoid him just got a whole lot harder to remember. He calls her his first love. He swears he won’t make the mistake of letting her go again. But he’s said that before.

Aileen: They promised me as tribute. Youngest of six, I'm untouched. Unblemished. And in the world of the Irish mafia...Wanted. I'm given to a man I've never met. Forced into a union I didn't condone. Owned by a dangerous rival. He may take my body, but he won't steal my heart.

First lesson of Wolf Ridge High: Dominate or submit. It’s a wolf-eat-wolf school, and those on the top–like my stepbrother–rule all. Those of us on the bottom? We try to fly under the radar.

Skye is my best friend. I trust her with my life. So, when she asks me to play her boyfriend, I say, "Hell, no!" Love screws everything up. And I’m not about to lose the only person who gets me. But Skye is determined. She’s bringing a fake boyfriend to her cousin’s wedding, with or without me. No way am I letting some other guy hold her, touch her, kiss her. It has to be me. It’s strange, smiling like I’m madly in love.

Nate Hughes has a million reasons why a relationship between us would never work. Honestly? It’s all a farce. He can’t deny our connection. His soft smiles, brief touches, and protective behaviors come too easily. And when I need a place to stay? He can’t stop himself from offering me a room—though I’d prefer his bed. After all, there are sparks—delicious, sizzling sparks—when we’re together. Our undeniable attraction has us toeing the line between friends and lovers—whether Nate likes it or not.

The day after I slept with Kai and Maddox, I married another man. I was young. Greedy. Selfish. Before I sold my body and my soul, I wanted one night for myself. So I lied. I pretended to be someone I wasn’t. Took what I wanted, no matter the cost. Ten years later, I’ve created a new life for myself. I’ve outrun my past. Faced my fears. Vanquished my demons. Then they reappear. Kai and Maddox. They're angry. They want to know why.

Born into the ruthless underworld, I've been cast aside. I'm locked in a cage of lies and betrayal, now framed for a crime I didn't commit. But then he came for me. Ollie Romanov, the savage enforcer, believes I'm a traitor. He's ruthless, merciless, and prepared to make me pay for my sins. To him, I'm nothing more than a pawn to punish. A traitor to be broken. Yet beneath the cold, brutal exterior, I see something more—a darkness that calls to my own. I shouldn't crave the twisted connection we share. I swear the man has no conscience… Except when it comes to me.