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Shadows crawl across the walls of an abandoned warehouse. A knife waits on the table. A clock bleeds away the seconds. Someone isn’t leaving alive. My only chance of survival lies with the three men searching for me in the dark. I’d let my guard down with X, the funny psychopath who has been following me for weeks, claiming I’m his future wife… Until he put his fingers around my throat and the laughter died away. Now he’s convinced he’s going to kill me and I’m not entirely sure he’s wrong.

On Karpsian Prime, women have no rights—and Aleena has nothing. When her mother falls deathly ill, Aleena is forced into a brutal bargain: marry the terrifying Kindred Ambassador or let her mother die. Ambassador Bearick has sworn never to love again after losing his wife. But his new bride—curvy, kind, and courageous—gets under his skin fast. Aleena is so beautiful and so brave...but what about his vow to never Bond another bride to him?

One minute I’m cleaning toilets for minimum wage. The next, I’m waking up from a drug-induced nap with a monster staring down at me. Kidnapped and seconds from death, I think I’m done for. Until masked men burst in, murder my attacker, and turn my world upside down. They call themselves Murder Squad. A secret brotherhood of broken men who only kill the worst of the worst. And one of them thinks I’m his wife.

Teacher by day, stalker by night. Who ever thought college could be this interesting? I'm teaching a hundred students. But my eyes are only on one. She's my obsession—and I'll stop at nothing to make her mine.

I didn't plan on being a runaway bride… but when I caught my fiancé banging one of my bridesmaids on our wedding day, my world got flipped upside down. In my panic, I called the one person who wouldn't ask any questions—my best friend, Carson James. He took one look at me and got us out of there fast. Unfortunately, I can't just run away without consequences. As country music's biggest star, people have a lot to say about my life and the choices I make.

It was only supposed to be a quick trip to my hometown: find out why the police needed to interview me and get back to my daughter. Enter Noah James. My high school sweetheart and the man who shattered every dream I had with his refusal to acknowledge our baby girl. He had me fooled with his sexy smile and smooth charm. I swore I'd never let myself be fooled again. But one night of grief at Donna's Bar led to my world crumbling at my feet. It only took a couple of hours to realize the things I thought I knew were false.

I’m sure if I hadn’t spilled beer all over him and gave a subtle suggestion of where he could shove his best friend’s package, perhaps we would have started out on a better note. How was I supposed to know that the dude was the captain of Bradford Private’s precious football team? I had just witnessed my boyfriend three inches deep inside some random girl. Surely you can't blame a girl for word vomit after such a traumatic experience.

My name is Tate Eckhart, and I love my life. I have a great job, a sick wardrobe, drive a fancy car, and sip scotch old enough to be my Daddy. I’m fine with being known as the bad guy, the troublemaker, and the unattached harlot out of all my friends. Hey, if the Burberry loafer fits, right? Money, control… lust, no strings attached. It’s how I’ve been living since that one night, back in college when I stepped over a line with one of my closest friends, only to discover the truth. Love is for suckers.

From author Nikki Ash comes a new, contemporary, stand-alone romance. Live hard. Love harder. Trapped under my controlling mother’s expectations and rules, I’ve lived my life for everyone but me. My only escape—a carefully guarded list of things I can only dream of doing. One by one, I slowly find the courage to start living. And that dream becomes a reality the moment my lips crash against a mysterious stranger’s in a drunken attempt to check another item off my list. Only I wasn't prepared for how that one kiss would alter the course of my entire life. In a single night, everything changes.

Now it’s more important than ever to watch our backs. Our defenses are down, and the enemy lies in wait, but they can’t break us. I won’t let them. As far as I’m concerned, they can come at me with everything they’ve got because I’m Tanner Morgan, and I’m ready to burn them down.

In their arms, danger becomes desire. Every year, monsters demand their Offerings—women like me. This year, I thought I escaped. I thought I was safe. Then he arrived. The Viscount. Dangerous and ruthless, he declares me a late Offering. Swept into the deadly realm of the Shadowfen, I realize I’m not here by chance. They want to rule, and I’m their key. My reality crumbles, and as much as we act like enemies, they refuse to let me go. Their touch ignites a fire I can’t resist, fueling desires I never expected. They call me their little monster. Maybe they’re right.

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

Kayden and Aldo’s protector instincts rise to the surface after they spot a shivering redhead standing alone at the scene of a fire. Discovering everything she owned was destroyed, the sexy cop and charming firefighter offer her a place to stay. None of them is able to resist their instant, scorching attraction to each other. The three give new meaning to the term “hot and heavy". Aldo and Kayden want more...hell, they want it all. But Hazel is in too deep, and as her lies begin to unravel, she’s caught between a rock and a hard place.

I can’t say I’ve ever wished for someone to be bitten right on the tip of their junk by a giant bull ant before, but Tanner Morgan—the only man capable of making me want to scream and cream at the same damn time—just might be the guy to change that. He’s infuriating in every way possible, and out of all the massive changes in my life, I thought living next to him would be the worst thing I'd ever have to deal with. I was wrong...so damn wrong.

I shouldn't be here. Let me rephrase that... I never wanted to be here. I didn't ask for any of this. Not the society I was born into. Definitely not the academy I'm supposed to attend. And sure as hell not the group I'm forced to play nice with. Unfortunately, one too many school suspensions has catapulted me into the world I swore I'd never live in. Boulder Cove Academy: Where The Lawless reign and those beneath them are ash between their fingertips.

My foster brother Aiden swore he'd always be there for me. Then one day I never heard from him again. My heart never recovered from his betrayal. I keep waiting for him to return and sweep me away from my creepy Uncle and abusive family. Then he walks back into my life... and as much as I hate his guts for breaking his promise, deep down I know I'll go running back into his arms. I could never resist him for long.

If Matt’s past has taught him anything, it’s that true love doesn’t exist. Then he spies Liza—the only threat to his simple existence—across the hotel ballroom. A slow dance leads to a heated embrace that ends in his hotel room. And for the first time ever, he imagines a very different future for himself.

Twenty-five thousand dollars to let some entitled, rich guy boss me around for a month? Sign. Me. Up. Most days, I did that for free and called it being female. But it turns out the rumors circulating campus are true. A secret society wants to pay me for their privilege. Life has thrown me nothing but lemons since I lost my father. Crippling student loans. Unpaid medical bills. Overdue rent. Enter The Quest, the solution to all my problems.

We’re all playing a dangerous game. One where there are no winners. Only survivors. I’m in love with my enemies, but obviously they don’t feel the same way. When their lies and betrayal surface, I have no choice but to leave. They’ve broken my heart, but not my spirit. They think they’ve won. They think they’ve ruined me. The only thing they’ve done is made me stronger.

I’m sure if I hadn’t spilled beer all over him and gave a subtle suggestion of where he could shove his best friend’s dick, perhaps we would have started out on a better note. How was I supposed to know that the dude was the captain of Bradford Private’s precious football team? I had just witnessed my boyfriend three inches deep inside some random girl. Surely you can't blame a girl for word vomit after such a traumatic experience.