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I’m a cold-blooded killer, a femme fatale with a long list of victims. My latest target being Cesare Montesano. I must kill him and his brothers to protect my innocent young daughter. He catches me in the middle of the mission, but I’m not scared. I might be his prisoner yet I’m not without weapons. And I will use every trick in the book to disarm him and escape.

What is inevitable? Emmeline DeLeoste has always talked to the stars. As a member of a fortune-telling warrior clan, her exceptional magic allows her to read the Fates, earning her a prestigious Academy job. But it has also cost her everyone she loves. Roremar Silventa has more responsibilities...

They captured me, broke me. Molded me into their perfect weapon. They made me murder and seduce strangers. Until a hitman killed my captors and set me free. LeroiI rescued a girl from a basement thinking she was innocent, but I brought home a serial killer whose darkness borders on insanity. Now, I need to tame her murderous instincts before I become her next victim.

When an abusive ex corners me in a nightclub, I cling to the first man I see for protection. Little do I know he’s a mafia Don, fresh out of prison and eager for a one-night stand. One night extends into two, then three. I’m beginning to suspect I can’t leave. But every time I raise questions, he answers with offers impossible to resist. Sometimes, it’s hard to tell if I’m just paranoid or a pawn in a much larger game.

I never thought I'd be involved with the Italian Mafia. My association with them has made me a target, so they've appointed one of their most ruthless to be my bodyguard. He pretends to be my boyfriend, but a man as cold-hearted as Lorenzo Moretti is not built for high society and will never receive my father's approval. Worse, he's getting too close to my secrets, my heart, and the seemingly perfect life I've built.

She's an intelligence officer on orders to go overseas on her first deployment. Despite who her parents are, she's determined to prove she belongs there. After getting informed by her step-father, Admiral Ravenmore, that she's a target for multiple enemies, he assigns Operator Creature as her personal security to watch over her while she's on deployment. Ever since they collided, she's been under the mysterious, tall, scarred, and masked Daegan Hannibal's spell.

A masked man killed my fiancé, so I offered him anything in exchange for my life. He demanded my mouth, but he’s taken my body...and my soul. At night, he comes to my room to degrade and humiliate me for fun. When he murders my date, I turn to the only person strong enough to defeat my stalker. My ex-fiancé, Benito—the man I ruthlessly dumped for another guy. He’ll help, but only if I marry him and agree to his controlling demands.

Sugar and spice and everything naughty. A sunless city, a magical boundary, a demon around every corner—what could be better? Nothing, if you ask bright, bubbly Brioni. In fact, being trapped in the demon realm and assigned a letter carrier position might be the best thing that’s ever...

My dad's teammate needs a nanny and I need a job. Sounds perfect, right? Except for my massive crush on him . . . the one he knows all about. Lars I just found out I’m a dad. My one-night stand dropped a baby bombshell in my local bar where I was celebrating my team’s win. Then she fled...

Elyna thought she had finally escaped her past. Running from a dangerous MC, she found refuge with the Iron Vultures and in the arms of their ruthless president, Bones. For eight months, she lived a lie—wrapped in his leather, sleeping in his bed, believing she was safe. Believing he loved her. But secrets have a way of surfacing. When her past is exposed, Bones doesn't ask questions. He doesn't listen. He marks her. He brands her. And he sends her back to the very men she ran from. Left for dead, broken beyond repair, Ely swears one thing: if she survives, she will burn it all down.

Eisa's life is one of pain and cruelty. Living in servitude, she grapples daily with an illness for which there is no cure and abuse at the hands of the man who has owned her since she was a child. When Arik, the silver-eyed second-in-command of the king's dragon-bonded warriors, makes her a deal she can't refuse, Eisa finds herself hurtling toward a destiny she never would have chosen.

Shadows twist around the ancient walls of Shadowcarve Academy—part fortress, part labyrinth of secrets. Last year, I barely survived its brutal trials, but I left with more than scars: three men, bound to me in a once-in-a-lifetime connection that feels ripped from a fairy tale. And then there's the legendary red egg—coveted by countless students for centuries—and somehow it chose me. But survival here always comes at a price.

Take Yellowstone and add in the White Walkers from Game of Thrones and you have Death Valley. Morally grey cowboys, menacing wilderness, and deadly zombies await in this dark western horror romance from NYT bestselling author Karina Halle. Three years ago Aubrey Wells' sister disappeared in the...

Men always have another secret . . . Morgan thought she'd escaped. Her nightmare marriage is over, her husband Henry is dead, and she's finally free. Or so she believed. Because Henry isn't dead. He's searching for his missing wife, and he knows exactly where to find her.

Dragonis Academy makes rulers or weapons, and I don't need a crown to prove myself. My plan is to enter the academy, march into Shadowcarve, and sharpen the blade my father always wanted. I'm a Shadowblade, the hidden knife in the night—unseen by you, unexpected by them, honed for a marriage I never wanted. Dad took the girl I was, but the woman I am is untouchable. A fated mate will break my chains, and Dragonis Academy? They're about to learn what real terror is. I'm not bending the knee unless I'm kicking the old ways in the teeth.

One moment, I'm fighting alongside my best friend to avenge the slaughter of his progeny—the next, I'm entombed within an eternal prison. Years dissolve like sand through my claws, punctuated only by fleeting moments of consciousness. But fate is a cruel mistress. I don't know how many centuries passed before I heard her again—that haunting melody that is both salvation and torment. This time, she doesn't abandon me. This time, she takes me with her into the unknown. Now, trapped within this cursed shell, I can only pray that her touch will be enough to shatter these ancient bonds.

After a brutal breakup leaves her emotionally shattered, librarian Morgan Sloane joins Eden—a secretive matchmaking program promising marriage at first sight. Her new husband Henry Langford is utterly perfect: wealthy, charming, and waiting at the altar of a private island paradise. Then she meets a woman who won't stop staring at Henry. Every time Morgan turns around, she's there, watching and smiling like she knows something Morgan doesn't. When Morgan confronts Henry about her, he becomes evasive. He's hiding something.

Year three at Dragonis Academy was supposed to be manageable. I'd survived two years of brutal competition, backstabbing classmates, and professors who'd rather see me dead than graduate. I have Klauth by my side now, who just happens to be an ancient dragon king. The universe has a sick sense of humor when it comes to my life. The cursed egg I've been carrying since last semester pulses with dark energy. Thauglor teaches me everything he can while he's imprisoned. Meanwhile, my father's agents lurk in every shadow, and now the headmaster appears to be playing a deadlier game than I realized.

I was supposed to end the Irish devil who's haunted my family's empire. Not crave his touch. Not beg for more when he pins me down and demands my surrender. One clean strike was all I needed. Instead, I'm trapped against his bedroom wall at midnight, my assassin's mask torn away, his hungry green eyes drinking in every inch of me. "I'll let you live," he whispers, his breath hot against my throat. "But every time you fail to kill me, you'll spend the night doing exactly what I say." I should have driven my blade into his black heart. Instead, I made a deal with the devil himself.

I’m used to getting all sorts of fan mail — but a spellbook? After an incident on tour leaves me cooped up in my penthouse apartment, on 'vocal rest' for the unforeseen future with only my grumpy pet cat for company this weekend, I’m desperate for a distraction. At my manager’s suggestion, I do something I haven’t done in ages: I go through my fan mail. There was enough of it to keep me occupied until she comes back on Monday… but I only get through one bag before I find a package addressed to me. To me. Not my stage name. Not the name I’ve gone by since I was sixteen, but my real name.