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Quinn is finally enjoying the view from her executive office. Her new position as CMO of a billion-dollar tech company keeps her busy enough to avoid the guilt and regret she's carried around since the loss of her mother. No one else will see the monster she sees in the mirror as long as she keeps her head buried in her work. No one until Cody Kartlin comes barreling into the picture, determined to earn her heart by proving that when it comes to high-powered careers—real men aren't afraid to let a woman take the lead.

The complete edition of the CROWN ME series, by Frankie Love. Three novels in one volume.

I was alone when he found me. And that's when he showed me his power, what he could do, how he could make me beg. He didn't have to tell me who he was. I knew he was a monster from the moment he touched me, how his skin burned with cruel passion, how his eyes pierced my soul.

Staff Sergeant Alexandra Foster has returned from her deployment in Kabul, Afghanistan, but the memories of her time there still haunt her. A year later, she’s tried to push aside the horrors she endured, yet the nightmares persist. On the nights when she wakes up screaming, Liam is there to comfort her, helping her cope with the trauma of facing the infamous Shadow and his men. Though she completed her mission and defeated them, her mind remains at war with the lingering darkness.

I am sex. I have built my image, client by client. I call myself successful because they call me mistress. It doesn't matter who I am involved with. My arrangements always start with a contract. No exceptions. Until them. The sweet couple walked into my class and shook everything up. Luke wants to be dominated. His wife, Camila wants to dominate. Who am I to say no to a couple who is eager to learn? Except contracts aren't made to protect feelings, especially the ones I never saw coming. They have what I want—what I've been missing. But I'm what they want. Can I let them in?

I'm the Don's daughter. A mafia princess. He's my father's right-hand man. When Carlo catches me taking my clothes off in a strip club, he wants to haul me into my father's office. I suggest an alternative–one more pleasurable for both of us. He can handle my punishment. Dominate me the way he's always wanted. Take care of my needs and, most importantly, keep my secret. But we're playing with fire. Every day, I fall a little more for the underboss - and if my father finds out...

I ran before they could sell my soul to another monster. Barefoot. Bruised. Alone. And straight into the arms of Alexsei Dubinin—a Bratva king. A widower. A single father. The man every sinner in Moscow fears… and every woman would die for. He shelters me. Protects me. Teaches me how to breathe again. But when his son's laughter becomes my salvation, my heart forgets it's not allowed to love. One touch, and I break every rule I've ever known. One night, and my body remembers what freedom feels like. Then comes the truth I can't hide—two lines. One heartbeat. One forbidden miracle.

Bianca's life is insane. A single mom to three kids, she moved back to her hometown of Seattle after her husband cheated and knocked up his secretary. She's just trying to get to the next day without pulling out her hair. She's doing her best to put food on the table for her kids while also proving to the world that she can make it on her own—she doesn't need a man. She does, however, need a handyman.

Savannah is beautiful. Brilliant. Brighter than a ray of sunshine. She's also way too young for me and practically family. But she's in trouble. When she witnesses a murder at the hands of a rival mafia, Savannah flees to the only safe refuge she knows—my family. My life is ordered. Careful. Disciplined. But when Savannah needs protection, I can't turn her away.

Eight years ago, Ivan Dubinin destroyed me. The Bratva heir who swore he loved me—then vanished. I raised our son in secret. Always looking over my shoulder. Now danger has found us. The Italians want Lev. And my father would rather see us dead than with the Dubinins. The only man who can keep us safe? The same man who shattered me. Ivan swears I was always his. But it's Lev he clings to now—teaching him, protecting him, loving him in ways I never thought possible. Watching them together shatters me. Because every time Ivan holds our son… I remember the man who once held me the same way.

Emil Dubinin. Bratva assassin. Sin in human form. I stalked him through the shadows. He captured me with a single touch. Bound. Stripped. Broken open. He made me forget every law I'd sworn to uphold. In the jungle, I was his prisoner. In his bed, I became his sin. He whispered lies in Russian. And I begged him for truth between my thighs. When he left me, he took more than my heart—he took my soul. Now I'm carrying his child. A secret that could destroy us both. The FBI wants my blood. The Bratva wants my silence. And when he finds out I kept his baby... the devil I loved will demand his due.

I couldn't believe it when my friend called to tell me she knew someone desperate for a nanny. Jobless, broke, and with a landlord who hated me, I had to take it. Turns out it was too good to be true. Rex Sloane is cold, hard, and impenetrable. I'm not convinced he's even human. Oh, and he's a dick. I should've walked my over-qualified legs right out of his penthouse the moment he screamed at me for wearing a tutu with his daughter, but stupid me, I didn't.

She twirls over a pointe, majestic and irresistible, translating her pain into art. I watch her every day from the shadows, waiting for the time to strike. One move to the next, she's a star, my Marcella. My brother says I'm obsessed. I shouldn't desire her as much as I do. Only he knows the kind of monster I am, but now it's too late for salvation. She's mine.

I'm a woman who knows my own worth. And more than anything, I deserve love. Wild, passionate, all-consuming love. What I did not deserve was being forced to hang around my small town to watch the jerk who left me at the alter fawn over his new wife.

I came to the BDSM club on Bratva business. Now that I'm here, I know exactly what I want. Or, rather, whom. The lovely blonde who doesn't belong here. The one who requires a delicate touch. She’s in over her head, but I swear, by the time I'm through with her, she'll be begging for more.

Here I am, Cat, Hollywood stunt double turned unwilling guest in Damien Drakonar's dragon-infested soap opera. Yep, that Damien—the hot, broody dragon shifter prince who's as infuriating as he is mysterious. And guess what? He's decided to keep me around because of some cosmic joke involving twin flame marks. Apparently, we're destined to be together—talk about a plot twist! As I try to wrap my head around our supposed bond, this little secret of ours doesn't stay quiet for long. We've got a traitor in our midst, causing more trouble than a season finale of your favorite reality TV series.

I didn’t want to be paired with her. The perfect, crushable blossom who looks like she will safe-word after one stroke of my cane. The former roommate of my bratva brother’s new wife. I won’t fall for her eagerness to please. Her steady submission. But when she takes all, I dish out, it becomes increasingly clear: she belongs to me now.

My name's Cat, and boy, do I have a tale for you. Imagine waking up to find yourself in a world utterly devoid of life's essentials—no Netflix, no Wi-Fi, and, brace yourself, not a single Starbucks in sight. Where, you ask? Well, that's a nightmare I'm still unraveling. Here's the scoop: one moment I'm pulling off a daring stunt on a Hollywood set, and the next, I'm gasping for air in a realm that's straight out of a fantasy novel. This place? It's overrun with werewolves, vampires, warlocks, fae, and, to top it off, dragons. Yes, actual fire-breathing dragons!

Flynn Taylor, rock ‘n roll heartthrob, plays fast and loose. He’s with different girls every night. Yes, girls plural. On the brink of becoming not just a Chicago sensation but an American icon, he’s everything I should avoid. Then again, maybe it doesn’t matter. I’m so damaged, I’m not even capable of a relationship. He might be the perfect antidote.

The bratva put a gun in my hand at age thirteen. Gave me freedom, a sense of belonging, and the family I never had. There’s no way I’m going to let this slip of a woman harm my boss. No matter how beautiful she is.