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I made one foolish mistake and ended up with a debt I had only one way to pay...by bowing my head and submitting to the men I swore I hated. But in their dominance, I found catharsis. In the darkness we share, parts of myself were brought to the light. Now I'm torn between the future I thought I wanted and a life I once believed was only fantasy. What am I willing to sacrifice? My pride and carefully laid plans, my determination that I can do it all alone? Or my new-found freedom to live without boundaries with the men who turned my world on its head?

They say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I survived, but at what cost? They aren't going to stop until they get victory and more blood is shed. We're all in danger, fighting to stay on top. The most unlikely alliances are forming. But I guess that's what happens when you anger the masses. It's a tale as old as time — rivals coming together when war is brewing on the horizon. A deadly rival club threatens to bring us all down. But that's not the only problem I have. I have to fight to keep us all together. And that might be the biggest challenge of all.

In this heart-pounding installment in J.R. Ward’s #1 New York Times bestselling series, a long-lost member of the Black Dagger Brotherhood finds true love—and evil incarnate—in Caldwell, New York. Sahvage has been living under the radar for centuries—and he has every intention of of...

I thought getting a linguistics degree would land me a decent job, not get me shipped off to an alien planet ruled by barbarian warlords with tails. But that’s exactly what happens when my own government kidnaps me, along with a bunch of other women, and drops us on a brutal desert planet in the name of research. But the mission goes wrong. Because of course it does.

I’ve always felt safer in the night. When a handsome stranger appears at my local pub on the eve of Yule, something in me recognizes him. Intense and guarded, Niklaus Night watches the room with stoic presence, but the banter flows easily, and his quiet smolder draws me in. The connection is wild and intoxicating, enough to have me considering taking a chance and being a little reckless, for once. Until a fight breaks out and he leaves me on the middle of the dancefloor without so much as a word of explanation.

Hades, God of the Dead, has finally made Persephone his in every way possible. With their wedding on the horizon, the couple should be ecstatic. But Demeter is wreaking havoc on their bliss by battering the whole of New Greece with erratic and dangerous weather. At the same time, Theseus continues with his agenda against the Gods, allying with the hate-group Triad in an effort to bring down all of Olympus.

Deux opposés en apparence peuvent-ils se compléter ? Quand il emménage avec son père chez sa nouvelle compagne, Sariel est à bout de souffle. Dissimuler un passé torturé et rempli de secrets le rapproche sans cesse de l'explosion. Lorsque son regard croise celui de Elliott, son demi-frère, il sent au fond de lui que cette rencontre ne va pas le laisser indemne. Elliott mène une vie paisible, mais les yeux trop gris de Sari fracassent sa plénitude, jusqu'à le bouleverser. Son attirance pour lui est instantanée. Sariel l'intrigue, éveillant en lui des sentiments extrêmes.

The worldwide phenomenon continues as Eva and Gideon face the demons of their pasts and accept the consequences of their obsessive desires.... From the moment I first met Gideon Cross, I recognized something in him that I needed. Something I couldn’t resist. I also saw the dangerous and damaged soul inside - so much like my own. I was drawn to it. I needed him as surely as I needed my heart to beat. No one knows how much he risked for me. How much I’d been threatened, or just how dark and desperate the shadow of our pasts would become.

Ashura is an empire of monuments, of Grand Ziggurats and obelisks of pale stone. The tombs of long-dead necromancer-kings rise like labyrinthine fortresses above the desert sands. Cruel traps and legions of undying guardians watch over fortune-filled treasure chambers, the wealth of dynasties awaiting those with the cunning to survive the taking of it.

The first year of college is supposed to be the best time of your life, right? Partying, discovering yourself, getting your heart broken… all that bullcrap. My cousin once told me I had a talent for attracting trouble. And screw me sideways, he was right. Instead of discovering myself, I discovered something much worse. I suck at college. Oh, and I am in love with my rival and former best friend’s boyfriend. I wish I could say that’s the extent of it. But drama and trouble find me everywhere I go. Not only was he my rival and enemy’s boyfriend. He was my stepbrother.

In a world of warring orcs and men, Kesst of Clan Ash-Kai is a pawn. A pretty, pliant plaything bound to the cruelest orcs in the realm. Until the new healer storms in. He's huge, hostile, and hideous, with a powerful scarred body and terrifying ancient magic. It only takes one disastrous meeting before he and Kesst are bitter enemies, and Kesst vows to see the vile brute destroyed. Then a sudden deadly attack hurls his helpless body straight at the healer's feet. Kesst fully expects to be abandoned to his doom—instead, his new enemy picks him up, soothes his wounds, and carries him home.

Lucy came to assassinate me, now I must punish her. I’ve come too far. Plotted too long. Lost too much to let one woman sweep in and upset all my plans. She thinks she can redeem me.... Not. I plan to live up to my reputation as a monster, who breaks everything that comes his way.

Hey, Over here. No, look up. Yeah, I’m the one they talk about. The headmaster’s prized possession, locked away in the bell tower of the abandoned church. To most of the students I’m just a myth. An urban legend. The girl who rings the bells up in the tower, the one who talks to gargoyles. The Archbishop’s secret.

All I want is to join my family for their annual Christmas hunt. But no, because that’s apparently only for married men. Like I need a ring on my finger to shoot a man in the back. Oh, yes, the tradition is hunting people. We keep some enemies alive and let them think they can escape. It’s just a bit of festive fun, really, so it infuriates me that I, their best hitman, can't take part. If my homophobic father thinks I’ll marry a woman to qualify, he’s delusional. This year, I’m coming home with a husband. And the perfect disaster of a man literally falls into my lap.

Nathan Mercer, the only man in my life. Loving him was never an option. We met 10 years ago, when we started at the same company on the same day. Both new in town and with nobody else to rely on, we quickly became friends. And while Nathan went on to rule San Francisco, I’m still doing the same job with the same people. We finish each other’s sentences, we spend Christmas together, and he sleeps at my house more than his. He’s beautiful...beyond belief. In another life, he’s probably my soul mate. However, lately things have changed.

Bratva Knight is not a standalone. It is the third book in the Bratva series. This series is an interconnected series. Although each book centers around a different couple, the overall storyline flows throughout the entire series.

Gideon Cross: As beautiful and flawless on the outside as he was damaged and tormented on the inside. He was a bright, scorching flame that singed me with the darkest of pleasures. I couldn’t stay away. I didn’t want to. He was my addiction…my every desire…mine. My past was as violent as his, and I was just as broken. We’d never work. It was too hard, too painful…except when it was perfect. Those moments when the driving hunger and desperate love were the most exquisite insanity. We were bound by our need. And our passion would take us beyond our limits to the sweetest, sharpest edge of obsession.…

They call me irreparable. A feral omega who can't be tamed. And I've bitten every alpha who's tried. Before they can either put me down or send me to a breeding facility, fate intervenes in the form of a masked spec-ops team that deals in death and destruction. The Ghosts.

Love is a weakness for ruthless men. And I was as weak as they came, just for her. I had a goal. Take over for my grandfather and become one of the Lords in The Commission. The New York Mafia Don. One of the Cinque Grandi. The only imposition was to get married first. To whom, it didn’t matter. As long as I was a married man, the seat would be mine. But I knew who I wanted since the first time I saw her.

"II" rêvait de vivre une relation de pouvoir et d'abandon totale. "Elle" cherchait simplement à pimenter sa vie sexuelle. Au gré d'une liaison adultérine qui aurait pu rester banale, ils vont vivre une aventure hors du commun... Se livrant l'un à l'autre et s'épanouissant dans la relation de domination et de soumission qui les unit, ils vont se découvrir, s'apprivoiser, s'attacher l'un à l'autre et nourrir une complicité hors normes. "Elle" se révélera dans la soumission et, par amour pour lui, dans l'obéissance et l'abnégation, elle le suivra progressivement jusqu'aux rives du sadomasochisme.