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A dark stalker romance with laugh-out-loud banter, high heat, and a love story between a best-selling author and his biggest fan. He’s her saint . . . now she’ll be his sinner.

Gray had survived a kidnapping, being stranded on an island, and more pain than most could handle in a lifetime. When it was time to focus on recovery, he wanted to be left alone to fight his demons—and to get over the attachment he'd formed for the man who'd saved him more than once. But in a time when darkness threatened to consume him, salvation arrived as he set out to uphold the promise he'd made to a friend. Eight-year-old Jayden stormed into his life, fresh off the streets of Philadelphia, and lit up Gray's bleak existence.

I didn’t plan on ending up in Birchwood Springs. But after escaping a brutal marriage and discovering I’m pregnant, this town—and the broody tattoo artist who swore to protect me—might be the only shot I have at starting over. Atlas Timberbridge is nothing like the world I left behind. He’s all inked arms, gruff silence, and an unexpected gentleness that makes my heart ache. Pretending we were married was for my protection.

Getting caught blowing the whistle on a mob boss isn't the worst part of my day. No, that would be getting sucked through a portal to Faerie. Or finding out I'm a witch who can fly . . . very, very badly. Or fighting off a soul-sucking fae who wants to drain me dry. Or getting stuck in a tree, flashing an orc my hot-pink panties. Actually, that last one might not be so bad. Dravarr's scowls highlight his smoldering eyes and sharp cheekbones, and his touch makes me swoon. Especially since he has to hold me all day and night to keep me from floating away. But the soul-sucking fae come back.

Kieran Hayes is a modern-day king: brilliant, arrogant, and ruthless. The Irish tech CEO has spent the last decade building his legacy in my city, but now he's breaking beneath the weight of his multibillion-dollar crown. Forced into my therapy office, he’s confident I can't help him. I'm determined to prove him wrong. Kieran will never know my desire to treat him stems from more than professional obligation. He doesn't remember the long-ago act of kindness that changed my life, but I've never forgotten.

As a wolf, my hate towards Hunters was born from fire and blood. What's the most embarrassing thing you can do at the airport? Try accidentally stealing a sinfully gorgeous stranger's bag at the carousel—a stranger who also happens to be a dangerous bratva boss. It doesn't take him long to track me down. And from the knowing smile on his face when I open the door... I know he saw everything I packed for my best friend's bachelorette party, from the dresses to the heels to the scandalously tiny swimsuit.

One prince wants to keep me; another desires to steal me away. And a third? I think he wants to end my life. During the day, I'm kept by the possessive and alluring Prince Blaze and the charming Prince Treyton. At night, I find myself…somewhere else. There, I'm no less a prisoner than I am when I'm awake. The psychotic and deranged Night King wishes to clip my wings and keep me caged

The Devil is real. And he's not a little red man with horns and a tail. He is beautiful—an enigma. What we are doing is sick, but no one else touches me like he does. I want to run from the darkness that consumes my soul, but in the dark, he's there. My fallen angel.

Dixie met Mary in a bar in the middle of nowhere. He knew the moment she served him “whatever the hell she wanted to” that she was the one. That day, he takes her from her abusive life and gives her everything she’s ever wanted. For thirty-one years, they’re married. For thirty-one years, he worships the ground she walks on. For thirty-one years, she makes him the happiest man on the planet.

The explosion should have killed me. Some days, I wish it had. Chronic pain keeps me up at night—when I don’t drown it in beer. I lost my partner, my career, and the only reason I had to get up in the morning. Until my brother drags me to a charity event and a sexy-as-sin reporter practically falls in my lap. We shouldn’t start anything. I’m a broken-down has been and she’s doing her damnedest to move back to Los Angeles. But when her latest scoop leads to death threats, I’ll do anything to keep her safe.

I agreed to marry a bratva boss in exchange for him protecting my mother. The moment my paths crossed with Arsen Isakov, normality went out the window. I went along with his twisted plan of a fake marriage—all to keep my mother safe—and walked down the aisle towards him with my head held high. Nothing prepared me for becoming pregnant with his child. Nothing prepared me to learn the dark truths of our shared past. When I found out, I did the only thing I could: I ran.

My mom’s remarrying a billionaire. Which means I’m getting three arrogant, spoiled stepbrothers. Desperate to distract myself from the wedding, I cut loose the night before. And who better to do it with than Damien? A smooth-talking charmer with irresistible dimples and blue eyes. Too bad that Damien isn’t just anyone, but one of my new stepbrothers! Worse, I’ve just spilled my guts to his identical twin, Dax. I should’ve noticed that despite his looks, Dax is nothing like his player twin Damien. Dax is the guy next door who knows how to do yard work and isn’t a spoiled jerk.

I'm not supposed to do this job without Boone. We may not share genes, but it's been us against the world since his mom took me in as a toddler. The rowdy O'Sullivan boys who raised all the hell that Vegas could handle. Not that all my memories are wild and make my heart race. After all, I realized I was in love with the bastard at some point, so there's been plenty of pathetic yearning and jealousy too.

She walked into the masquerade like a dare— wearing a mask, a dress that could kill, and a look in her eyes I’d never seen before. I knew it was her. She didn’t know I knew. Alia Gibson is my best friend’s twin. Off-limits. Untouchable. The one girl I’m not supposed to want. I told myself I was just watching out for her. That’s what friends do. But the truth? I’ve never wanted anything the way I want Alia. And if I cross that line... I’m not sure I’ll ever come back.

Everything was perfect until it wasn’t. Nobody warns you that it can all be taken away in the blink of an eye. Now my life revolves around working two part-time jobs to make ends meet while taking care of my daughter alone. Ensuring she doesn’t drown in my grief. When Graycee asks to play hockey, I scrape and save enough to sign her up for the local youth league. The smile on her face as she steps out onto the ice makes every sacrifice worth it.

Alyx was not born to be an assassin, but life is hard for orphaned children in the kingdom. With no other choice, she picks up the blade and forges herself into a weapon, becoming part of an infamous underworld gang, the Daggers. Years later, despite her cold-heartedness, she saves a man from a fate worse than death. That man turns out to be none other than the king. With his sights set on Alyx and the skills she possesses, he offers her a deal she cannot refuse—pretend to be his betrothed and discover who is plotting to kill him in return for everything she has ever desired.

One last mission. One last operation—and the stakes had never been higher. Truth be told, Darius was exhausted. He didn't want his past mingling with the life he was building with Gray and the kids, but he had no choice. They were facing their biggest threat yet, and in order to even stand a chance, Darius had to revert to the man he'd once been. He had to set aside fatherhood and love and be the grunt, the private contractor, the soldier who went deep behind enemy lines.

I want her dead. Everything within me howls to destroy that pretty little mortal so that I can claim her deliciously tarnished soul. When I’m done with her, she will be writhing underneath me, sinning like a bad little mortal should. But no matter how much I long to kill her now, I must wait until she completes the Death Trials my father, The Devil, challenged her to win. Only then will she claim the title of ‘Deaths New Pet’, and I become free to do whatever the hell I want with her.

Brandy Bloom plans to seduce the man of her dreams at an office Christmas party but finds herself kissing his twin, instead. One night only is her plan but Max Corbin has other ideas. The sexy elf who kissed him under the pretend mistletoe is a special woman he has no plans of letting go.

Stuck slinging pizzas in the deadest of dead-end jobs, I make a wish. In a blink, I'm teetering on top of a standing stone in Faerie, where I have magical powers! And monsters fighting over me! Thank god, the orc wins. A fierce and deadly warrior, Rovann's nothing but gentle with me.