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This Fae prince is going to be the death of me. He's a spoiled party boy whose only skills are flirting and—well, you know. There's a reason his "special" piercings are infamous... Not that I care. I refuse to get involved with that arrogant bastard. Especially since the shadow monster he barely keeps contained will kill us both if given the chance. But when he's assigned to the most important mission of my career, I can't afford to walk away.

Her true power lies dormant inside her, only to be discovered when everything she knows is lost. Terra stands on the brink of an unremarkable and unwanted life. That is until a shockingly beautiful stranger with dark intentions turns the village's match-making ceremony into a night of bloodshed, leaving her family dead and revealing a power within Terra she cannot comprehend—or wield.

I never lose control. Just one moment of happiness might bring forth the evil that taints my blood. So, I stick to satisfying other people's fantasies with my kink dating app. That's how I found her. Regan Everglow is sweet. Deserving of all the beauty this life has to offer. But she's known darkness, too. Her control was stolen from her years ago. Now, she's ready to take it back. And I'm going to help.

The moment I laid eyes on Tildie—the most lucious curvy bartender in town—I knew she'd be mine. As President of Saint's Outlaws MC, I've built my reputation on protecting what belongs to me. And from the second I saw Tildie nervously tucking that strand of hair behind her ear, something primal inside me claimed her. She's got secrets. Demons that haunt her. And an ex who wants her back. Too f****ing bad.

I am the president of The Knights of St. Bon Motorcycle Club. A seven-foot mountain of muscle and bone in a pair of motorcycle boots and a leather cut. Cursed with demons and darkness and secrets that run deep. To the people of St. Bon, I am a monster. To my club brothers, I am a fearless leader. To her, I am a nightmare.

SEAL’s Hellion, SEAL’s Sky, and SEAL’s Angel are three standalone protector romance novels. Full of suspense, found family, Navy SEALs, and happily-ever-afters. Each book has a strong heroine. SEAL’s Hellion is an enemies to lovers romance where he falls first. In SEAL’s Sky she’s hiding from an abusive ex when the team “class clown” finally falls. SEAL’s Angel gives you all the feels in a deeply emotional second chance story.

All I wanted was to add a little excitement to my love life, maybe take a risk and step out of my comfort zone. Unfortunately, my bright idea to tie myself to a chair for my now ex-boyfriend went horribly wrong, and I got a little stuck. Humiliated, I had no choice but to call my stepbrother, Micah, for help, and because the universe has a twisted sense of humor, he brought his two best friends, Jace and Zac, along for the ride.

I finally went to get a tattoo. It was supposed to be a beautiful white lily, but the big, grumpy tattoo artist had something else in mind. Only, he didn't freaking tell me before he got started. When it's time for the big reveal, I don't see a pretty flower; I see his name tattooed across the back of my shoulder. He says I'm his. That I'm his mate. My friends tell him to go to hell. That we're suing. But this grouchy beast isn't shaken. He doesn't care one bit and keeps saying that he's marked me, so I belong to him now.

Brian Sloane is a pure psychopathic monster … to everyone but Mina. She was looking for a good man to scratch a particular itch but instead ended up bought by the violent enforcer of a submissive training house. Against all odds, the villain became her hero. She was the light to his dark until the lights went out, and the darkness inside her came out to play.

What do you do when the killers come out to play? When it's hunt or be hunted? You sharpen your knives and prepare to get bloody because nobody does it better than a woman scorned with something to prove. Welcome to the 23rd annual serial killer war games, where the adrenaline runs high, the blood is fresh, and the revenge is best served cold.

Oralia Solis hasn't felt the touch of another in 245 years. Not without them crumbling to ash at her feet. Cursed by the bite of a daemoni, she has been sequestered away for the greater good of Aethera by her adopted father, King Typhon. King Renwick rules the rival kingdom of Infernis, the land of the dead. When Oralia flees the palace of Aethera after her power is let loose with deadly results, he recognizes her potential as a weapon and aids her escape.

It's been four years since Jovie betrayed Acker, fracturing their relationship. Her decision to take King Edmond's magic, sparing his life at Acker's request, has sparked a brutal war. The Kenta and Strou forces ally against the Roison and Alaha, with Maile perched dangerously on the edge of their battles.

With weather magic on her side, Vice is the bane of the high seas, but she isn't the captain of her own ship. Yet. If she can prove herself and get a command, she'll be in charge of her own fate at last. To pay off his family's debts, Knigh Blackwood hunts pirates for the Royal Navy. When the bounty on Lady Vice grows, he's determined to make her face justice, even if that means beating her at her own game. Forced to work closely, neither can deny the tension that crackles every time they're together.

When I was sold into slavery, I made sure I wasn't worth bedding. I bit. I fought. I made such a snarl of things, they drugged me to try and calm me down. They would have eventually won, had I not been rescued. Silly me, thinking that was the end of it. Of course, I would crash land on an island. And now I'm being hunted on this exiled sector of brutal vampires. They're after my body and my blood. Magnus is one of them. I should be terrified of the gorgeous male who has taken me to his lair.

I should've known better than to trust my childhood bully. I was too soft-hearted for my own good. Thanks to another one of his cruel tricks, I end up on the run through a monster-filled forest to avoid the noose. When I'm found by the local barbarian clan, I figure I'm done for. I'm injured, exhausted, and have no hope of fighting back. But the barbarian who rescues me from certain death isn't what I thought he would be. And maybe the fear I had for them was misplaced. Maybe the only thing I should be afraid of is falling for someone I can't keep.

When an explosion rocks Lantern Beach, authorities scramble into action. Was the WWII relic that washed ashore merely bad luck—or something far more sinister? Dr. Raven Newton, a forensic archaeologist, is called to investigate the bomb that killed one person. With her specialized knowledge of military artifacts, she's the perfect person for the job—until she discovers who else is on the case.

Of all the hospitals in New York City, he walks into mine. I know from the moment I see him that Alex Volkov is dangerous. He’s the kind of trouble from which every woman should run. The bullet his bodyguard took for him proves that. My attraction to him is not rational, not logical...but it’s too strong to resist. I tell myself it will be just one night. One night to step away from the stress of work, to give into temptation. But before I know it, he’s pulling me deeper into his world of excess and violence, invading not only my life but my heart.

I wasn't supposed to want her. I wasn't supposed to need her. But the second I crash into Ruby Jackson, I'm screwed. She's the enemy's daughter. My father burned her family legacy to the ground. I didn't know. Not that it would matter. One car crash changes everything. Now, we're trapped in a hospital bed, her body against mine. One kiss and she's mine. I propose. She laughs, thinks it's a drugged-up joke. It's not. It's a goddamn promise.

One game of poker can ruin your life. It's a lesson my older brother refused to learn. Now, it's too late. After he lost big and disappeared, his debt came knocking down my door. Now, I'm forced to bartend at a nightclub to pay for his sins—and the new owner's out to steal my soul. Gage Lawless might own me, but that doesn't mean he gets to keep me. My brother is assumed dead, but that won't stop me. I'm going to find out what happened to him, dead or alive. I'm making a list of the people responsible for his downfall—I want to see what color they bleed.

When did fake-then-real dating an ancient vampire become the easy part? Casimir’s ridiculously sweet now that he’s conquered “the art of the flirt,” as he calls it. He tries hard to fit in with my family—if we forget about those silly threatening chocolates he sent my father—and he even makes me popcorn… okay, he tried. I know, I know, I’m just bragging at this point.