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As the eldest son of Austin’s most prominent preacher, I’ve lived my life on the virtuous side. No scandals. Flawless image. Clean reputation. That’s the way it must be if I’m going to take his place someday. But everything changes when I find out my father is a VIP member of a local kink club.

I’m a golden boy. A genius law student, the heir to the Carson empire, and the dutiful son. Or, at least, that's what it looks like from the outside. Deep inside, I have the urge to set the world on fire. I keep these impulses in check, rarely indulging in mayhem. Until one night of debauchery backfires, and I'm caught by a villain. I bury the entire ordeal with the rest of my skeletons. That is, until that night walks into my classroom in the form of my new professor. Kayden Lockwood.

I took revenge on a broken financial system, never expecting that my biggest problem would be the woman who locked me in her basement afterward. She wants one thing: the reward money for turning me in. Unfortunately for her, we have more in common than she thinks. She’s just as unhinged as I am, and she’s felt the squeeze of the same monster I killed. Maybe we can help each other. To the world, I’m a murderer. To her, I’m a vigilante.

Broken down, and wounded by my emotionally neglectful ex, I wanted someone to tell me I was good enough. Then, I stumbled into a new job with a boss who brought me to my knees - literally. He has me do things a real secretary would never do. Emerson Grant tells me I’m more than just good enough. I’m worthy of his praise. There are a million reasons why I should stay away. The owner of the Salacious Players’ Club is not just my new boss - he’s twice my age. And my ex-boyfriend’s father....I’m a good girl, but I’m falling for the wrong man.

The day Death comes to Lazarus Gaumond’s town and kills everyone in one fell swoop, the last thing he expects to see is a woman left alive and standing. But Lazarus has her own extraordinary gift: she cannot be killed—not by humans, not by the elements, not by Death himself.

Carson- When Mak hired me as her boudoir photographer, I bet she never thought I’d also become her Primal Dom. The moment I saw her, my wild side wanted to play. She’s fun to chase and even more fun to catch. But I have carefully constructed rules in place for anyone who climbs into my bed, and I’m breaking too many of them for her. That’s dangerous, considering this is only a fling. Now I’m in over my head, and the more we’re together, the more we click, and I find myself willing to do whatever it takes to keep her. Including breaking my last rule.

Mercedes Midnight is a reaper in debt with exactly one year left before hell comes to collect. Lucy Corvine, the devil’s daughter and revered professor, is imprisoned by a contract she never agreed to. For nine long years, Midnight scoured graveyards and grimoires for a loophole, while Lucy wore a gilded smile and dreamed of revolt… Until a chance encounter sparks a pact neither of them can afford to break.

All newly minted pediatrician Jamie Malek wants is to borrow a roasting pan for Christmas dinner. Unfortunately, that requires her to interact with Marc—her best friend’s troublemaking brother, who’s now a tech billionaire. He’s the one who got away. She’s the one who broke his heart. Outside, a howling blizzard. Inside, a crackling fire. Suddenly, being snowbound with the man she never expected to see again might not be such a bad way to spend a winter’s night.

No one tells you what to do when the boy who shattered your heart comes back to steal it. Roman Riviera was my everything once upon a time. I found my knight in shining armor in the form of a fellow foster kid. He protected me and promised to stand by my side forever. But Roman Riviera is a liar. He left me with monsters.

Curl up by the fire with some of today’s hottest authors as they serve up enough holiday sweetness and sizzling spice to melt the frostiest heart. As the temperature drops, friends and neighbors might need to turn up the heat, and even old enemies just might get a second chance. Get ready to tingle all the way ...

We couldn’t have been more opposite. I was molded to break the rules. My life was seeded in corruption at St. Mary's Boarding School. Fate brought us together, and we formed a plan. I gave her that taste of rebellion, and she became mine. She was my kryptonite. I was her escape, and her trust was in me.

At a remote Highland estate, a commanding dominant offers two broken souls sanctuary—and a chance to surrender to the darkest desires they’ve denied themselves.

We were from two completely different worlds: I was molded to follow the rules; I was the good girl living the sheltered life at St. Mary's Boarding School. But fate brought us together. Somewhere along the way, following the rules became a choice. The lines became blurred, and I was given a taste of rebellion in a package of wild blue eyes and hot, lingering touches. Our plan was set. I would escape St. Mary's, and he would stay. Isaiah warned me that we'd go up in flames if we veered from our plan. Except there was no we about it. Isaiah Underwood let me fall right into the ashes.

Loving her was like breathing air—it was hard to live without. Journey Smith was quiet and guarded, and above all else, beautiful. When we were alone, I grew to know the girl behind the stormy eyes. Her hesitant touches and hidden smiles were reserved for me, but now they're gone. Stolen moments of happiness were replaced with sharp barbs and fiery glares concealing her fear. Our past was written in the stone of St. Mary’s—a past that I was not willing to repeat. But what I assumed to be the truth was nothing more than a fabrication of such.

I think I hate my husband, but I’m trying very hard not to. He leaves me for hours, days on end. His friends don’t know I exist, and even after three years of marriage, we’ve still never been intimate… Does he keep me close just so he can hurt me? So he can show me he owns me like my father used to? When I take him to therapy I expect it to help, even if I forced him into it, but that’s the true beginning of our end. My therapist makes me feel things my husband never has, watches me, thinks about me, worries for me, his blue eyes following wherever I go.

I’m a monster DNA experiment and she’s everything my beasts want. I escape the hell that tortured me for months. I’m turned into something so dangerous and brutal; I don’t recognize myself. And when I feel a pull in my chest, I follow it not understanding why. I see her and possession takes over. Her beauty is addiction. And her smell? God…her scent….mmm… It drives me insane.

When a group of six strangers are invited into the woods for a content creator retreat where they’re guaranteed to make money, it seems like a perfect escape. However, as accidents turn into incidents and blood begins to spill, they start to suspect they were lured into the wilderness for a reason. Is someone messing with them? Is someone watching them? Who will survive?

But fate is funny. Just as easily as it can bring you to a person, it can tear them away, too. And Ande Carter’s life is about to take a turn for the worse. But Keene is there for it all. The good, bad, and ugly. Whether she wants him there or not.

There's nothing I haven't done to claw my way to the top of my dark and dangerous world. Now, no one can touch me. Or so I thought, until Tara Reed, a member of my elite club, the Monarch, exploits my only weakness to get her way. And I let her. She should have been more careful when she negotiated with me, because for the next thirty days, she's trapped and at my mercy. She'll tap out fast. I'll make sure of it.

He’s my overprotective older brother’s best friend… That alone should prevent me from throwing myself at him, but it doesn’t. My world starts and ends with sexy one-hit wonder turned billionaire mogul, Rhys Hartford. Not that it matters. Rhys’s fierce loyalty to my brother trumps everything. When it comes to me, he has blinders on. I’ve been in love with him for half of my life, but he’s oblivious to my infatuation. Even as an adult, no other man has ever been able to make me forget the tall, blue-eyed hunk who has a hold on my heart.