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The first time my step-dad raped me, I prayed for God to save me . . . he never came. Instead, my savior came in the form of a Priest. For years we've done God's bidding. Blood coats our hands and souls, devilish deeds done in the Lord's name. But changes are coming and our time is running out. I'm not sure I'm ready. Not sure I can face the man in the mirror when the mask comes off. I'm drowning in the uncertainty of the future. I need someone to save me. I need them.

Roxie Rowe will never be a victim. Not again, anyway. She totally could've handled the handsy Orc who grabbed her outside the Monster Match event. But she didn't have to because he showed up. Her hero was Riordan Merrick, a seven-foot-tall, red-skinned, horned demon from a hell dimension. But that's not the weird part. See, he insists she's his fated mate.

I'm a prisoner of the Atori. And her. There's a pull toward this woman. It's powerful. Formidable. Unbreakable. This tiny human has shackled me. Taken me captive. Taken my mind. My desires. My heart. Will she take my honor as well? Or will my need for her shatter the demons plaguing me so I can finally be free?

She brought me back from the brink of death, only to become my life. The woman is my only connection to what lies beyond this cell. I need her to learn what happened to: My House. My brethren. My brother. Then I find myself wanting her for other things. Things that have nothing to do with freedom. And everything to do with the female.

As a prisoner in the arena, my greatest battle won't be for my life. It'll be for the heart of a woman. As a prisoner in the arena, my greatest battle won't be for my life. It'll be for the heart of a woman. Once I scented the human, she was mine. Every part of me hungered for her. To touch. To taste. To take. But she belongs to my enemy. Claiming her will cost me. I may sacrifice everything. My revenge. My life. My very soul.

I can't tell you where I'm going, and I can't begin to understand where I've been, but I'm alive. Alive and alone, until a savior presents himself in tattered clothes and a frayed beanie. Shielding me with his protection, the promise of tomorrow seems to be within reach after all. He shows me how to navigate the city, how to steal, and survive. And just when I think I might have a future running the streets, my world comes to a halt for a pair of stunning hazel eyes. The boy attached isn't too bad either.

Have you ever met someone who makes your blood boil simply by existing? Or turn your notorious, ice-cool demeanor volcanic in a nanosecond? Perhaps smother your usual air of indifference with a lightning-charged thundercloud, threatening to strike at any moment? Because that's what she does.

Secrets are powerful. And my feelings for this female might be the greatest one of all. Selene might be the only thing I want more than my freedom. Except she's an enigma. A riddle I can't make sense of but want to solve. When I engage her in a battle of wits, the female plays along. Yet I know she's hiding her motives. And her feelings. It's going to be harder than I thought to discover her secrets. Luckily, I'm clever and a master at creating strategies. If all else fails, then I can always resort to using my venom. Goddess, I hope that ends up being the case.

He says he needs me to help prove his brother's innocence. If this goes wrong, the small life I've carved out for myself on Thodos III will vanish—and take me with it. His heated touches drive me to the edge, sweet words full of promises. But do I dare for anything more?

In this dangerous dance of manipulation and hidden motives, a connection sparks between us that defies logic. I know deep down that it's all a charade, a means to an end. He seeks his escape, and I crave liberation from my contract. Yet, amidst the tangled threads of our alliance, doubts seep into my mind. Is he using me as a pawn, a mere tool in his grand scheme? Or am I deceiving myself, trapped in a web of my own illusions?

In a world where danger lurks at every turn, I never expected to find love in the arms of a Vinduthi hitman. In the moment I meet Makar, I know he's trouble. A dangerous Vinduthi mafia member who buys my contract on a whim, he seems cold and emotionless. But beneath his hardened exterior, I see a hidden kindness within him. The more time we spend together, the more I feel a magnetic pull towards this alien assassin. Makar's gentleness and protective nature awaken feelings I never expect, challenging the walls I keep up to shield my heart.

After endless days trapped in this cage, freedom seemed like a distant dream—until the wounded Vinduthi was thrown into my cell at the brink of death. Still, the will to fight smoldered through him. And when I asked him to give me a claiming mark to shield me from the designs of our captors, that spark ignited into a blaze that threatened to consume us both. Yet his stoic nature leaves me wondering . . . Does the passion I see flickering in his eyes only reflect the yearning in my own heart?

Randomly bursting into flames and regenerating on a regular basis made Ash Howell feel like an outsider in a town full of monsters. Afraid of the damage he could do, the phoenix turned into a recluse . . . until Izzy Riley showed up in town.

My heart pounded as the slaver dragged me into the cells. After weeks trapped in the bowels of Thodos III, freedom had never seemed so far away. Until he emerged from the shadows. Razov, a Vinduthi on a mission.