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My name is Sebastian Lindstrom, and I'm the villain of this story. I've decided to lay myself bare. To tell the truth for once in my hollow life, no matter how dark it gets. And I can assure you, it will get so dark that you'll find yourself feeling around the blackened corners of my mind, seeking a door handle that isn't there. Don't mistake this for a confession. I neither seek forgiveness nor would I accept it. My sins are my own. They keep me company. Instead, this is the true tale of how I found her, how I stole her, and how I lost her.

Trapped in an upside-down castle, Georgia is met at every turn by a creature as cruel and vicious as his vampire kin. Valen, the cursed lord of the manor, is the monstrous minotaur lurking at the center of Georgia’s maze. He stalks her steps, his gaze forever on her as she desperately searches for escape. He wants her memories, memories that are just as lost to her as she is to the outside world.

I dig. It's what I do. I'll literally use a shovel to answer a question. Some answers, though, have been buried too deep for too long. But I'll find those, too. And I know where to dig - the Blackwood Estate on the edge of the Mississippi Delta. Garrett Blackwood is the only thing standing between me and the truth. A broken man - one with desires that dance in the darkest part of my soul - he's either my savior or my enemy. I'll dig until I find all his secrets. Then I'll run so he never finds mine. The only problem? He likes it when I run.

I joined the cloister to find the truth. But I've discovered so much more, and the darkness here is seducing me, pulling me down until all I can think of is him. Adam Monroe, the prophet's son, a dark prince to an empire that grows by the day. He is tasked with keeping me safe from the wolves of the outside world. But the longer I stay at the cloister, the more I realize the wolves are already inside and under the prophet's control. If Adam discovers the real reason I'm here, he'll bay for my blood with the rest of them.

Lucius Vinemont has spirited me away to a world of sugarcane and sun. There is nothing he cannot give me on his lavish Cuban plantation. Each gift seduces me; each touch seals my fate. There is no more talk of depraved competitions or his older brother - the one who'd stolen me, claimed me, and made me feel things I never should have. Even as Lucius works to make me forget Sinclair, my thoughts stray back to him, to the dark blue eyes that haunt my sweetest dreams and bitterest nightmares.

I've been on the trail of the local mob kingpin for months. I know his haunts, habits, and vices. The only thing I didn't know was how obsessed he was with me. Now, caught in his trap, I'm about to find out how far he and his local cop-on-the-take will go to keep me silent.

In the heart of Louisiana, the most powerful people in the South live behind elegant gates, mossy trees, and pleasant masks. Once every 10 years, the pretense falls away and a tournament is held to determine who will rule them. The Acquisition is a crucible for the Southern nobility, a love letter written to a time when barbarism was enshrined as law. Now, Sinclair Vinemont is in the running to claim the prize. There is only one way to win, and he has the key to do it - Stella Rousseau, his Acquisition.

The Acquisition has ruled my life, ruled my every waking moment since Sinclair Vinemont first showed up at my house offering an infernal bargain to save my father's life. Now I know the stakes. The charade is at an end, and Sinclair has far more to lose than I ever did. But this knowledge hasn't strengthened me. Instead, each revelation breaks me down until nothing is left but my fight and my rage. As I struggle to survive, only one question remains. How far will I go to save those I love and burn the Acquisition to the ground?

Trapped. Beaten. Broken. Adam destroyed himself to save me. At first, I doubt if I have the strength to go on. But with every second that passes, I seethe and curse the Prophet. My time as a Maiden is over. I refuse to be a toy in his game any longer. But there’s always more ways for the Prophet to get to me, to use me, and to keep me under his influence. Will I be strong enough to break free?

From the moment I saw her through the window of her flower shop, something other than darkness took root inside me. Charlie shone like a beacon in a world that had long since lost any light. But she was never meant for me, a man that killed without remorse and collected bounties drenched in blood. I thought staying away would keep her safe, would shield her from me. I was wrong. Danger followed in my wake like death at a slaughter house. I protected her from the threats that circled like black buzzards, kept her safe with kill after kill.

I rescued Sabrina from a mafia bloodbath when she was 13. As the new head of the Philly syndicate, I sent her to the best schools to keep her as far away from the life - and me - as possible. It worked perfectly. Until she turned 18. Until she came home. Until I realized that the timid girl was gone and in her place lived a smart mouth and a body that demanded my attention. I promised myself I'd resist her, for her own good.... I lied.

I can’t save myself from the cloister, and maybe I never could. The prophet grows more dangerous by the day. His delusions are steeped in blood, and if I’m not careful, that blood will be my own. Despite the growing risk, I still continue the search for the truth, no matter if the thorny path eventually twists back to Adam, guilt in his dark eyes. I’ve seen glimpses of his soul, and I know there is more to him than the monster, but it’s so hard to reach him. I knew when I came here I’d have to fight, I just didn’t realize the war would be waged on so many fronts.

For three years, I'd lusted after Jericho, my brother's best friend and quarterback of our college football team. He's never paid me any attention, considering me nothing more than a little sister he never had. Now, I'm starting freshman year and I'm sharing a suite with my brother. Jericho is over all the time, but he'll never see me as anything other than the shy girl he met three years ago. But that's not who I am. Not really. Not really. To get over Jericho - and to finally get off - I've arranged a meeting with Hardcore Dom.

Dancing for strange men was the biggest turn on I'd ever known. Until I met him. He was able to control me, make me hot, and make me need him, with nothing more than a look. But he was a fantasy. Just another client who worked me up and paid my bills. Until he found me, the real me. Now, he's backed me into a corner. His threats and promises, darkly whispered in tones of sex and violence, have bound me surer than the cruelest ropes.

Ich werde heiraten. Das sollte ein glücklicher Moment sein, aber alles, was ich fühle, als ich zum Altar schreite und einem Mann gegenüberstehe, der mich nur wegen meiner Familienzugehörigkeit heiraten will, ist Angst. Aber mein Gang zum Altar wird unterbrochen, als Mateo Milani die Kathedrale betritt, meinen Bräutigam ermordet und mich für sich beansprucht.

Ich brauche Antworten, und ich bin dem Kloster beigetreten, um sie zu finden. Ich wusste nicht, dass ich in die Hölle hinabsteigen würde. Um die Wahrheit herauszufinden, muss ich eine Jungfrau werden, muss mich zu einer willigen, pflichtbewussten Dienerin ausbilden lassen, die sich allen verdorbenen Wünschen des Propheten unterwirft. Noch schlimmer ist, dass derjenige, der mich zur perfekten, unterwürfigen Ehefrau formen soll, kein anderer ist als der älteste Sohn des Propheten, Adam, ein Mann, der genauso unbarmherzig und sadistisch ist wie sein Vater.

Adam hat sich selbst zerstört, um mich zu retten. Zuerst zweifle ich, ob ich die Kraft habe, weiterzumachen. Aber mit jeder Sekunde, die vergeht, sehe ich den Propheten und verfluche ihn. Meine Zeit als Jungfrau ist vorbei. Ich weigere mich, noch länger eine Figur in seinem Spiel zu sein. Aber es gibt immer mehr Möglichkeiten für den Propheten, an mich heranzukommen, mich zu benutzen und mich unter seinem Einfluss zu halten. Werde ich stark genug sein, um mich zu befreien?

Ich trat ins Kloster ein, um die Wahrheit zu finden. Aber ich habe so viel mehr entdeckt, und die Dunkelheit hier verführt mich, zieht mich runter, bis ich nur noch an ihn denken kann. Adam Monroe, der Sohn des Propheten, der dunkle Prinz eines Imperiums, das von Tag zu Tag wächst. Er hat die Aufgabe, mich vor den Wölfen der Außenwelt zu beschützen.

Ich kann mich nicht vor dem Kloster retten, und vielleicht konnte ich es nie. Der Prophet wird von Tag zu Tag gefährlicher. Seine Wahnvorstellungen sind in Blut getränkt, und wenn ich nicht aufpasse, wird dieses Blut mein eigenes sein. Trotz des wachsenden Risikos, setze ich die Suche nach der Wahrheit fort, auch wenn der dornige Pfad schließlich zu Adam führt, in dessen dunklen Augen sich Schuldgefühle widerspiegeln.

Paris, heir to a vampire kingdom he has never claimed, is adrift on earth and in the Underworld. The bounty on his head keeps him on the run. When he realizes the woman whose death haunts his dreams could be alive, he will risk everything just to touch Helen again. But her past can't be erased, and neither can her old enemy - a demon who will destroy worlds just to possess her.