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Summer Bright is just a name on a tombstone. A whispered mystery on the long-forgotten Woodbury Lane. Her ghost teases me with fear and perfection. She knows I'm not strong enough to do what I should've done years ago. The Bullets are united once more, bonded by their demand for blood. There's a vulnerability in their friendship though. Gavriel craves control. Blaise fears losing me. Ryker fights his guilt. Callum's moral compass will get us killed. Chesterbrook may be where the old me died, but it's also where I learned that hell isn't a place.

Crime scene to crime scene I go, interview upon interview I question, and it all yields nothing but more questions, more media attention, and the sound of a voice on the phone. A voice that haunts me late into the night with a yearning to taste the forbidden. The man the media calls the "Vigilante" is supposed to be my prey, but instead we dance. Every possible step closer, he evades. Only his faceless taunts close the distance between us. I can barely catch my breath. Then the copycat killings begin, and I struggle to hold my grip on the truth.

I lost the one person who gave my life meaning and purpose. My love. My soul. My only reason for breathing. Unwilling to bury her memory, my heart turned reckless and my soul darkened. Then she walked into my life. It was only supposed to be a moment. Just one. A moment where I could get lost in someone else and forget my pain. In that one moment, she saved me from the memories that found me in the dark. She tore my world apart. Wrecked me. And with one kiss, she changed everything. Her love became my dark paradise.

My name is Ada Palomino. By day, I'm studying my ass off at design school in Portland, Oregon. By night, I'm slaying demons and ghosts who have dared to slip through the Veil. Or at least, that's what I should be doing. The problem is Jay, who also happened to be my immortal guardian and now ex-boyfriend, was banished from being with me. And now my new trainer is a previously dead friend of mine that I helped bring back to life. With both of us nursing broken hearts, we embark on a road trip to New Orleans to help him win back his long-lost love.

One: We’re alive, for now. Two: Gavriel’s totally lost control. Three: Santobello is hunting us. Four: Someone will die.

Elijah Banks thought he found his one true love—until she walked out their front door without even saying goodbye. For years he’s lived a hedonistic lifestyle and made sure he never got close to a woman again. Hannah Farsey wants the real deal with her new housemate and is willing to overlook the imperfect parts of his history to get it. When their pasts and presents collide in spectacular fashion, she’s not sure she can trust his declarations.

In Los Angeles, where lights burn brighter and stars don’t just glisten in the sky, the Sharks are a family who inspire awe and respect—especially with the announcement that they’re building the most ambitious skyscraper on the downtown scene. Even in the land of the glamorous and the jaded, excitement runs high as The Edge starts to rise in its glistening glory. But success carries a price, as everyone in this sweeping, suspenseful saga must learn.

Jonathan Drazen is a beautiful, damaged billionaire with a taste for obedience. Monica is a struggling musician who obeys no man. But she just made a wager with him - one she's sure she can win. If she loses, she spends the night under his command. If she wins...it doesn't matter. She just found out Jonathan doesn't lose his bets, and his women always end up where he wants them.

Livia Chadwick is a photographer by day and a self-proclaimed rock-n-roll junkie by night. Her dating life is a lackluster parade of evasive jerks and her boss is an unrelenting nightmare of a human being. What else can a girl do but rent a beach house with her girlfriends and blow off a little steam every weekend? But hey, she's from Jersey. Barhopping down the shore all season is sort of mandatory. All is going according to plan...until she meets Jack. She's looking for a fling. He's looking for forever. It's gonna be one helluva summer.

The Montgomery Ink saga continues with a bonus romance between two strangers on a path of healing that leads to something far more. Zia Clarkson thought she found her happily-ever-after, not once, but twice. Her first love is now engaged, and her second love broke more than her heart. Heart and soul bruised; she’s not looking for a relationship. Ever. Especially not with the uptight Meredith Legend who stars in her fantasies. They promised each other one night of passion. And when the sun rises, they’ll walk away - even if they’re both lying to themselves about why.

Jonathan Drazen is a beautiful, damaged billionaire with a taste for obedience. Monica is a struggling musician who obeys no man. But she just made a wager with him - one she's sure she can win. If she loses, she spends the night under his command. If she wins...it doesn't matter. She just found out Jonathan doesn't lose his bets, and his women always end up where he wants them.

Jonathan is more demanding than Monica ever dreamed, and she's starting to enjoy and accept his power over her. But with every night that passes, he steals another piece of her heart, and while he keeps close guard over his own. She's powerless against him, and falling fast. She'd escape his clutches if she could, or if she wanted to.

A lot can change in three years. For Perry and Dex Foray, it's been a step in the right direction, a step toward living a normal life. They're happily married, they have their own media company, they've done what they can to leave their sordid and scary past behind them. But something has changed recently. Perry's biological clock is ticking. Her sister, Ada, is going down the same path she once did. And the Thin Veil between the living and the dead has weakened, letting an old friend walk back into their lives. Only he may not be who he seems, and he might not be alone.

Gwendolyn Roth has always been a good girl. As the heiress to her family's billion-dollar real estate fortune, she'd never questioned the expectations she must uphold . . . until she'd found herself in bed with Declan Murphy for her one and only one night stand.

Monica believes Jonathan despite her better judgment. Forgives him despite her doubts. She loves him...just because. Her heart isn't sensible or guarded enough. Not by a sight. She’s a walking raw nerve ending of emotion, as if the celibate years she'd spent before him made her more emotional, more vulnerable, more foolish.

I tried to write a description for Sing a hundred times, and all I have to say is...this book will break your heart. I've had readers curse me, scream at me, send me updates of their resting heart rate every 15 minutes. So I want you to strap yourself in. You're going on a ride. You're safe. I promise you can trust me. But the journey's gonna hurt.

Monica's in free fall. The force of Jonathan Drazen's full attention is devastating, intense, all-encompassing. He's going to be the ruination of her self-control, until his past comes into the light, and she starts looking at him with new eyes.

There's no kissing. No touching. No nothing. Jonathan is miles away from Monica - even when he's in the same room. Still making demands. Still breaking her will with just his voice. But now he's not trying to make her body or mind submit. He's after her heart, and she's no longer willing to give it to him. Not yet.

Monica is Jonathan's now. She does what he tells her to...no questions asked. She's flawless. Glorious. A perfect and impeccably obedient partner. Until she's not, and it's her resistance and her defiance that may steal his heart.

Monica believes Jonathan despite her better judgment. Forgives him despite her doubts. She loves him...just because. Her heart isn't sensible or guarded enough. Not by a sight. She's a walking raw nerve ending of emotion, as if the celibate years she'd spent before him made her more emotional, more vulnerable, more foolish. And she agreed to all of it yesterday and today. She'd agree to it tomorrow and forever, but for one thing. There might not be a tomorrow for her king.