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Death walks alongside me. But the reaper is no match for me. I'm trapped in a world full of monsters dressed as men, and those who aren't as they seem. They won't keep me forever. I no longer recognize the person I've become. And I'm fighting to find my way back to the beast who hunts me in the night. They call me a diamond. But they've only created an angel of death.

I’m an interstate trucker who’s left hundreds of bodies behind him. She's a woman who’s running from her past. When she gets in my truck, she unwittingly becomes my next victim. I test her will to live, but the personalities behind mine have a different plan for her. They work to dismantle the fragile equilibrium I've struggled to maintain. As I unravel around her, consumed by conflicting desires, I start to question everything I've ever known. Or never known. Can I let her into the darkness that has consumed me, or will she become yet another tragic casualty of my damaged psyche?

The men in the secret society known as the Lords think they rule the world. And in a way, they do. Each has sold their soul to the devil at a young age in exchange for power and wealth. Like anything else, they have different levels of success. The more they’re willing to serve, the more power they have. Among them are the Spade brothers, who run Carnage. It’s where the Lords who have not held up their oath go to live out the rest of their lives in shackles. Tucked away from the world as if they never existed.

Growing up in Torma, the strongest of the shifter packs, I wanted nothing more than to find my true mate and live my best life. Of course, that dream existed before my father betrayed the pack and turned me into their punching bag. I’d all but given up, until a quirk of true mate genetics gifted me a true mate like no other.

The day the alphas dragged me to Golden Claw I'd thought my life was over. After years of running from the packs and the shifter cities they ruled over, I finally found myself trapped within their borders. Trapped and surrounded by my scent matches. My fated mates. Four, disturbingly perfect alphas, who claimed me as one of their quintet. Despite my determination to keep them at arm's length, and escape the moment the Alpha Council let their guard down… I find myself completely ensnared.

They say you can’t run from your past. But damn, I am determined to try. I had finally escaped as I had always planned. Things were going great—I had new friends, a job, and a new life. When I’m called back home to deal with an emergency, I do my best to fly under the radar. But I should know by now it’s never easy when it comes to the three Taylor brothers. They’re charming, arrogant, and downright dangerous.

I am many things, but a supernatural being is not one of them. At least not until a crescent mark appears on my wrist and everything changes. I’ve been marked by a wolf goddess, yet no one knows what that means, myself included.

What if it takes a monster to save a kingdom? I'll never forget the sight of my little sister's lifeless body—or that my rogue magic killed her. Sorcery like mine is punishable by death. So I live in the shadows, stealing from the corrupt to give to the needy. Maybe a little good can wash the blood from my hands. It seems like a decent plan... until I try to help a dying noblewoman and somehow steal her soul instead. Now her ghost is demanding I take up the quest that got her killed: exposing a conspiracy at the royal college to unleash a deadly power on the entire kingdom.

Kieran Murphy is an Irish mob boss and one of the most powerful men in Boston. When he walks me home, people step aside out of respect for him. He could have any woman he wants. So why does he have eyes only for me? Is it how he has to lift my chin with his fingers to keep my eyes level with his when he scolds me and how I cover my bottom instinctively when he tells me that I've earned a spanking? Or is it how I quiver at the thought of everything I'm too ashamed to beg him to do to me? Maybe it's all of those, but I'm pretty sure there's something else too.

Anastasia Androff came to the Omega Exchange with an agenda. It wasn't her plan, but she found herself a pawn in the games of powerful men. It's going to take someone like Viktor Nikolov, an alpha Daddy Dom with a penchant for spanking and solving dangerous problems, to flip the chessboard. When the threats coming for Anastasia are more than even Vik can tackle on his own, he knows he needs help: his pack of slightly deranged alphas that aren't afraid of doing what needs to be done. When the last moves play out, will this hasty collision of a pack be enough to keep Anastasia safe?

Who am I? I've forgotten the answer to that question long ago. Ever since I ran from that house, so desperate to escape, I left with only the clothes on my back and socks on my feet. After that day, I've only ever walked in stolen shoes.

My step-dad is as wicked as they come, and he wants to claim me. Three months after Mom married Remy Morrone, she's killed by his enemy. Leaving me at the mercy of my step-dad. A cold, ruthless, and wicked man who decides I’ll make good money at auction. I make a wish for Prince Charming to buy me and whisk me away. And at a pre-auction dinner, I meet him. Alex Vishekov is sweet and charming, and he vows to rescue me. My step-dad doesn’t like it. He keeps looking at me in the most primal way. And then everything changes. He calls it off and tells me I’m his.

I'm a shifter who can never bond with a pack. Not if I want to live. The day I watched my mom's pack destroy her, was the day I knew I had to run from the shifter cities. Mom and I share the same designation, which means we'll share the same fate. For ten years I hide from the cities and the alphas who control them. Until my luck runs out.

The God of Death says I’m his long-lost bride. His soul mate. An Omega who betrayed him two thousand years ago. He believes my memories are the key to our survival. Only, they’re memories I no longer possess. Because I’m not who he thinks I am. I’m Serapina, not Persephone. A human, not an Omega. And that knot he keeps talking about? Yeah, that’s not coming anywhere near me. Except Hades isn’t the only one threatening to claim me with his knot. Morpheus, the God of Dreams, says I belong to him, too.

Ten years ago, one bad choice lost me my pack. Since then, I’ve been a rogue wolf, and I’m content to stay that way until the Moon Goddess shows up and tells me to find my mate.

As a wolf shifter growing up in a strong pack, I should be living my best life. But after my father tried to kill our leader, I’m labelled an outcast, traitor, less than dirt. When I can't take pack life any longer, I run, but apparently they don't like losing their punching bag. Torin, the leader’s son, drags me back before my first shift...a shift that will reveal my true mate. I never could have predicted who mine would be, but the moment my wolf looks upon him, I’m filled with hope for a brighter future.

It’s Monsters Night, the annual event where the portals to other realms and realities open, and monsters flood the streets to search for their potential mates. And I’m one of the candidates. Why? Because I broke all the rules. I fought back against the elitist system hellbent on enslaving humankind. And f--k if I’m going to let one of these monsters claim me. Let alone three of themOrcus.

The fourth book in the scorchingly hot mafia romance Queens and Monsters series by New York Times bestselling author J.T. Geissinger, where John Wick meets Romeo and Juliet. This program features multicast narration.

From New York Times bestselling author J. T. Geissinger comes Carnal Urges, a sexy-as-sin dark romance about a powerful mafia king who kidnaps the one woman who will threaten to bring him to his knees. This program features multicast narration.

In Ponderosa Springs, this version of Romeo and Juliet isn’t a tragedy. It’s war. Jude Sinclair is West Trinity Falls’ favorite exiled loner. Cocky. Insufferably hot. Family foe. Raised across the tracks in a rival town, he reeks of trouble. Which is the one thing I’ve always had a problem avoiding and now that he’s just down the hall, it’s harder to resist the pull. My father made one rule when Jude moved in, never trust a Sinclair. The last thing I need is for my new foster brother to make me question my loyalty with his filthy smirks and poet tongue.