I took revenge on a broken financial system, never expecting that my biggest problem would be the woman who locked me in her basement afterward. She wants one thing: the reward money for turning me in. Unfortunately for her, we have more in common than she thinks. She’s just as unhinged as I am, and she’s felt the squeeze of the same monster I killed. Maybe we can help each other. To the world, I’m a murderer. To her, I’m a vigilante.

Kairhyse - My little demon has been taken again, but this time my journey to get her back is by far more dangerous than the last. My patience is none for those around me, that includes the man that is aiding Sydni and I in finding Xeraphine. Sacrifices will need to be made and I'm willing to give everything fate has for me to make sure I get her back.

It all started with a favor. Now he is calling, and he's calling to collect. When two worlds collide, two families combine under one roof and there is no telling what is in store. One thing is for certain, when the Graves family meets the Gallows Hill crew, it's about to be a Very Bloody Christmas.

It’s Halloween night, and out-of-work writer Goldie Monroe’s trip to the drugstore scares up more than the fake blood she’s looking for. It leads to the man of her naughtiest dreams. And in spite of her costume, sparks fly from the moment they meet. Noah Adler, aspiring sneaker designer, is impossibly gorgeous—like a tatted-up version of Goldie’s favorite blue-eyed vampire. He’s there for candy, but it’s Goldie he can’t resist. When she invites him to her sister’s F/X company bash, he’s all in without a second thought.

I died, briefly. Then I came back. Now I’m determined to make the most of every minute I have left. Only problem is I’ve been saddled with supervision. Kane Deveraux is handsome, smug, and cold as a tombstone. So why does he make me feel something more powerful than death?

You want my advice? Never look a gift horse in the mouth. You don’t want to see the rotten teeth. In this case, the gift is a scholarship to attend the prestigious Neveah University. The rotten teeth? Well, they came in the form of my brand new stepbrother and his little cohort of entitled, arrogant best friends. Four dangerously handsome and stupidly wealthy men who made up their minds about me long before we met. Men who are used to getting everything they want no matter what the price.

Therapist June Graves moonlights as a killer who hunts abusive men. When a client’s niece goes missing, all signs point to her dangerous ex-boyfriend, Theo Zervas. It doesn’t take long for June to decide he will be her next victim. Theo Zervas, president of a local outlaw motorcycle club, the Saints of Purgatory, is intimately familiar with danger and death. He’s been looking over his shoulder his entire life, so it’s not hard to notice his sexy shadow.

Welcome to the Lilydale Foundation Center... home of second chances. At least, that's what they tell us it is. It's basically a glorified prison and asylum for the deranged with good alibis. When the police pulled me out of my burning home, along with what was left of my Father, I was deemed broken — even if I was the reason the fire started. So, here I am at my new home. They think they can save us with their fancy facility. But what insane person decided it was a good idea to put a bunch of young, unhinged people together?

I think I always knew I was going to die young. Like I had this… silent, invisible clock ticking down to my final moments plastered above my head. Maybe that’s why I was so reckless, crazy. Why I sought after adventure. Why nothing scared me… Except, there was always this… feeling I couldn’t shake that something was in the darkest parts of every corner, under every bed, closet, or room, like a ghost watching me. Waiting to take me. My own, personal reaper. But it was always only during a lightning storm that I could see the outline of my reaper. No scythe.

Seven years ago, Hadleigh Castille fell into my bed and never left my heart. Then she disappeared and my hunger for vengeance was born. My body wasn’t the same after that night. She left for war, but I lived a daily life of blood and violence for the Irish Mob. Now, I’ve risen to power in my own right, but to keep my crown I must align with the enemy. When he presents his sister to me as a bride, my heart takes a tumble. The woman I knew, the siren I never got over isn’t Hadleigh Castille, Navy Lieutenant. She’s the missing Greek Princess, Ava Zervas.

He’s a criminal—an abomination. We’re wrong in every way. If only I could’ve convinced my heart. His lips whispered promises of all the stars in the sky. I dreamt of a love that would last forever. We were gorgeously young and desperate for one another. But we're star-crossed. Fate had decided our course. Leaving us to cling to each other as we crumbled to ash. His need became possession. My innocence turned jaded. Our families declared war. All that remained was hate.

In Fiasco, Kentucky, there is one rule: never fall for a Foxx brother. Any woman who did, ended up dead—or so the rumor goes. Townies call it a curse. But I’ve lived it, and I won’t survive it again. I’m not a cop anymore, but I’ve seen enough danger to know that Laney Young, the beautiful stranger who just showed up in my small town, is running from it. She’s lying about where she came from and what she’s doing here. I don’t want her near my family or the quiet life I’ve made for myself. But my brothers have other plans.

I wasn’t sure what to expect when arriving in Salem. Forced to marry a man I’ve never met, attend a private university I’d never heard of, and the whispers of a rumored secret society filling the halls. This life would be near unbearable with my insufferable fiancé if it wasn’t for his uncle, his best friend, and his enemy. When none of them are willing to let me go, it sends us down a path I’m not sure any of us will survive. The life I was promised is distorted behind smoke and mirrors. The truth cloaked by Deceit.

Cameron Mortem has a problem—he can't stop killing his partners. Officially labeled clinically insane, he's also one of the most lethal assets in the Dark Forces, a brutal underground military operation built on obedience, survival, and silence. But an experimental drug has fractured his control, making him a liability whenever someone else is on the field. As punishment, he's thrown back into the Under Trials—a merciless boot camp designed to break the weak and sharpen the ruthless. His one directive? Don't kill the new girl.

Willow Vale reads tarot, thirsts on TikTok, and kills men who deserve it. She’s fine—really. Her moral compass? Crooked at best. Her trauma? Unprocessed and thriving. Her next target? A “healer” who preys on sick women and thinks no one will stop him. But her latest obsession? Saint Shade, the masked magician/acrobat lighting up Las Vegas and every woman’s For You Page. He’s chaos wrapped in black silk, and she’s determined to unmask him. Except the night she does, he catches her mid-murder. But he doesn’t run. He doesn’t call the cops. He helps with the clean-up.