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Dark days filled with pain are still present in Paige's life. If it wasn't for her men, she would have given up a while ago. Even with the looming visit to the council, who she's sure want to see her destroyed, she can easily take them on because she has her guys at her side. And as long as they aren't harmed, then she won't have to kill anyone. For now.

I’m Vallie, but BookTok knows me as @CurvyandBooked. Dark romance is my jam, peanut butter, and marmalade. Mafia. Bully. Why choose? You name it, and I want to sit in my beanbag with my battery-operated boyfriend and read it. Look, if I don’t need a chöochie ice bath after a romance, was it even a love story? If someone didn’t bleed for looking at her, was the hero really that into her? But it’s just fiction. Until it’s not. So, when I find a masked man in my living room skimming my favorite romance novel, all my dark desires become very real nightmares.

To say we come from different worlds is an understatement. I'm ambitious. Professional. I keep my nose clean and my reputation impeccable. No bad choices. No bad boys. The VP of the Ironwood Lords of Carnage? Definitely not part of the plan. But when fate slams us together, to protect someone we both care about, it's impossible to deny the heat between us.

When he walks into a room, he owns it. He consumes my very breath and melts my delicate little panties. From the moment he set eyes on me, he decided I was his. No one - not even my brother, Nix - was going to tell him otherwise. It doesn't matter that Nix is President of the Kings MC Club. Jake wants what he wants, and he'll set out to get it, whatever the cost.

Savagery. Sin. Depravity - these are my virtues. My religion. My name is Dante Sovrano, head of the Chicago Mob, and I run this city. Everyone bows down to me. Except her. The moment I saw Sarah, I knew she'd be trouble. She's fiery and cutthroat, wrapped up in a lickable package. There are dark secrets hiding behind those gorgeous blue eyes. And I plan to know them all. She'll have to make a deal with the devil to solve her problems. Too bad the devil always takes your soul. And I'll be keeping it - because Sarah London is mine.

Ford Aston is not too picky about what he wants out of Christmas. He's not into this holiday - like at all. He doesn't do presents or family dinners or parties or church. He does pets. And he's got one lined up for Christmas Eve. In fact it's the highlight of his day. And if he can get through drop-in visits, nosy 12-year-olds, an inappropriate conversation with his best friend's girlfriend, dinner with a family that's not his, and a party at his mother's house - well, he might just get home in time to enjoy himself with a stranger and make it all okay.

I’ve only loved once in my life but never again. It threw me into a depth of hell I’ve barely crawled out of. But when Cole enters my life, I’m willing to give love another try. He’s six feet and three inches of solid muscle, full of dirty fun, and completely devoted to me, leaving my heart once again exposed. Then, there’s his brother, Lucas, always in the background lingering for more, diligently waiting. But his own brutal demons leave him struggling to give in to me.

When the 707 is assigned to extract a journalist embedded in a deadly terrorist cell, Levi can't believe the face looking back at him from the SITREP file. He's rescuing the same woman who shredded his soul. Worse, she's no longer the naive teenager she pretended to be. She's something far more dangerous. Blake Porter's heart rate spikes when she recognizes the voice behind her rescuer's black mask. Levi, the high school love who abandoned their perfect relationship without a word of explanation. It's all she can do not to blow her cover and reveal the real reason she's in Yemen.

I live by the cut. It's a brotherhood. Sex, crime, and power. But when I see that sexy little number in over her head at the biker bar, I want to pummel the son of a bitch who threatens her. Taking Alix back to my club for protection is all I can do. Hell, I want to do so much more. She wonders if I'm dangerous. Loaded question. But she needs my help anyway. She knows I'm her only hope to find her sister before the clock runs out. After that, Alix is mine. Whether she knows it or not.

Most people cry when they’re left at the altar. Me? I cast a spell to find the perfect man. But when a very bare and uh…impressive…incubus appears in my living room, I know I messed up. Serves me right for trying a spell I found on the internet! I’m both disappointed and relieved when Prax is summoned away. I think he’s gone for good, until I wake the next morning to my sexy incubus in nothing but an apron, making me breakfast in bed.

I’m in love with not just one man but three. Three brutally devoted men determined to make me theirs one way or another. Jace, the gentle boy I fell in love with, is no more. In his place is Rage, my lovers’ brother. He’s angry, jealous and brutal. Can he accept me and my relationship, or will his devotion to me tear us apart? And what happens when he uncovers my truth, and my life is thrown into turmoil?

Colonel Liam Cobalt has it all. He is content being a successful colonel in the Army and a billionaire with enough money at his disposal to help others. It takes only one glimpse of Spencer Turner to change all that. When a headlong clash sets him back, he must rethink his strategy. Offering Spencer friendship instead of romance seems like a good idea even though he wants so much more.

He has stolen me from my fiancé and claims I belong to him now. Piero Panarello was going to be my husband. Handsome. Charming. Rich. I’d started to fall for him until out of nowhere I’m stolen by his enemy. Cillian Hook. Equally handsome, but not so charming. He vows to take everything from Piero, starting with me. Cillian is ruthless and cold. He forces me down the aisle and takes me as his wife against my will. All I can do is hope Piero comes to save me. And yet, the longer I spend in this villain’s clutches, the more my grip on reality shifts.

Do you believe in love at first sight? In a love so strong and bright, it ignites you even in your darkest hours? Do you believe that somewhere in this world there's someone who's destined to be your other half? Your soulmate? I didn't. Until I met her. Greta Falcone. Protected mafia princess from the madmen of Las Vegas, she's forbidden to me.

The second book in the bestselling dark dystopian fantasy series from hugely popular dark romance author Nicci Harris, where Dahlia, a young woman raised as a “lace girl,” meant to soothe the brutal men who go to war, but when her best friend dies giving birth, she finds herself on the run with a baby that belongs to the regime, and her only hope the brutal, seven-foot Lagos.

I should’ve hugged her more. I should’ve loved her more. But the truth is, I couldn’t. Even after we were free, I couldn’t love them like that. Because I could never shake the feeling that each time they walked away from me, it would be the last time I saw them.

I have a purple stalker. I don’t know what possessed me to hit the Xarc’n warrior with my bat, but now I have a stalker—a big, purple stalker with fangs and horns. And to make things worse, I can’t go back to New Franklin. After my first night out on my own, I wake up all wrapped up and cuddly with a certain possessive hunter. He purrs like a giant cat and vows to protect me. And to top it all off, he has a pet squirrel. A freakin’ pet squirrel! The “Jerk” claims he can’t let go of me, but I don’t buy it. I’m no squirrel, and I don’t intend to be his pet.

Sassy, sexy, and hot-headed, she came into town like a wildfire. She's got secrets, I can tell. But Sydney Banner's keeping her cards close to her chest. She can fight it all she wants, but as the enforcer for the Lords of Carnage, I have a way of getting what I want. And I want her in my bed. Every. Damn. Night.

They call me Ghost for a reason. Silent and in the shadows, I don't make my move until I am absolutely sure of everything. Four years ago I was sure about Jenna. My best friend's kid sister had grown up into a spitfire I couldn't resist. One night we stopped resisting. We promised we'd keep it a secret. It was a one-time mistake, but we'd put it behind us. Jenna tried to get out of our corrupt town, but it pulled her back in again. Now she needs help. I'll do all of that for her, if she'll just shut the hell up and let me. She can even keep all of her secrets, except for one.

Have you ever heard of the curse of the middle child? It's real, and it makes you invisible. Growing up in a house with three headstrong witches, I was usually stuck playing the mediator. When I met Rikkon, I immediately felt a kinship to him. He wasn't invisible like me, but in a sense, he was forgotten. We bonded over things we couldn't control. He was struggling with his demons, and I was lost.