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I walked out of my home and away from my loving sister to protect her. Either I left with him, the man who's watched me from the shadows for months, or he would kill Grace. It's been nine months of living in pure agony and hell. Nine months since I last saw Grace. Nine months of him controlling every aspect of my life. My mind has shattered, and I'm not sure I'll ever escape him. Until I do.

Reapers can't feel. We aren't born. We're created from the essence of the dead, from Death himself breathing us into existence. We have one purpose. Ferry mortals to the afterlife so they can be judged, weighed, and born anew. I've taken countless human souls, and I've never cared… until I met a human who made me throw everything away for the chance to feel him for just a moment before he died. And then… I saw his twin brother.

Captain Hook isn’t loyal to anyone, but I’d die for her. Once I was a prince, then I became a lost boy, then their king. Now, I’m nothing more than a heartless villain. Or at least so I thought. Until I met her. Until I had a reason for that husk in my chest to resume its beating. I know I’m not alone. She’s worked her magic on all of us. Her monstrous beast

When I met Dominic Reed, I got my first taste of death and became addicted to its flavor, its potency. I died when I fell in love with him and his thunder. Now, the death staring me down isn't the pretty metaphorical kind, but the kind that chases you down until your heart gives out. All because of love. Stupid love that I didn't even understand or want, but feelings were nonconsensual little devils. Dominic had started that revelation. Blake confirmed it.

'Heart-wrenchingly beautiful' ROXANNE TULLY 'Get. Tissues. Before. Reading. This. Book.' ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 'I knew Sierra and Benji’s story would break me, but it absolutely shattered me into a million pieces' ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ 'This book ripped out a little bit of my heart' ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ They...

All I wanted is for my little sister, Della, to be safe and happy. And maybe, in brief stolen moments, I dreamed of a happy ending for myself with a brown-eyed man. That hope has turned into sharp, bright fear. There's only survival now. I'm the daughter of a controlling and cruel billionaire, so I understand about power. But I find myself fighting anyway. I find myself testing them. I have claws and I bite. I’m not going down without a fight. It's like I have a death wish.

When Selene left us in pursuit of her sister, she had no idea what she let loose. Now I hunt her day and night, collecting her secrets in plain sight. She doesn’t have long until her time runs out, it’s her fault the four of us have feelings we can’t ignore. If she finds out we’ve f--ked with her plans, we might just find ourselves dead with her scythe on our foreheads.

I'm torn between three men that I swore I wouldn't get involved with. I know it's wrong, but part of me loves it. Craves it. Everyone thinks I'm the good girl, but what they don't see is that my carefully crafted persona is crumbling around me. My mask is cracked. I'm hanging on by a thread. We all have weaknesses. Mine just make me a glutton for punishment.

You know how it went for me. You know what he did. You know the fire he left inside my soul when he crushed me into a thousand tiny pieces. Since Marcus, my life has been a blur of emptiness. Since Marcus, there has been nothing. I'm alone, my mom is dwindling, and I feel nothing but emptiness. I work long, I work hard, but why?

Wedding bells are ringing as Tara and her soon-to-be-husband Nick prepare for their big day. But along with all the RSVP cards are a series of death threats from an unknown source. The culprit must be someone from an earlier investigation-a white-collar criminal with a red-hot grudge-but Tara has run across too many lawbreakers to narrow down the search. And time, like her biological clock, is ticking. 

When Tara agreed to be her best friend's maid of honor, she knew it would be a ton of work. But planning a bachelorette party is a piece of (wedding) cake compared to her latest mission for the IRS. Her target is radio host Florence "Flo" Cash, star of "The Flo Cash Cash Flow Show". Not only has Flo been giving her listeners shady tax advice, she's set up an elaborate barter system that leaves Uncle Sam out of the equation - and Tara tied in knots....

Tara's looking forward to a challenge, but back at the office, everyone's looking for love. Her boss, Lu "The Lobo" Lobozinski, and office virgin Josh Schmidt are signing up for an online dating service, and - to Tara's dismay - so is her crush, Special Agent Nick Pratt. Tara's trying to act chill. But when she learns that her next case involves cash-funneling to terrorists, it's not just her love life that's on the rocks. It's her life, period. 

He's no Tony Soprano. Still, local crime boss Giustino "Tino" Fabrizio is one shady character that Tara would love to see behind bars. He operates a security business - or so he claims on his tax forms - but his clients don't feel so secure when it's time to pay up. Problem is, no one can get close enough to nail this wiseguy for extortion. No one, that is, except Tara. Going undercover, Tara lands a waitress job at Benedetta's Bistro - which is owned and operated by Tino's wife. 

Tara's career comes with a lot of pros and cons - which is a nice way of saying that she's kick-ass in her fight against professional con artists. And she's tough enough to deal with all the money launderers, tax evaders, and other such criminals who cross her path...until her own boyfriend, Nick, joins their leagues. Now all bets are off. Nick is about to go deep undercover - and the stakes are higher than Tara could have ever imagined. It's all part of a joint task force with the DEA to bring down a powerful, violent drug cartel.

Easy's getting harder every day for Tara. A tax-evading pet groomer managed to buzz off a big chunk of her hair...just in time for her strictly-business meeting with country-music heartthrob Brazos Rivers. Of course Tara shouldn't care - she's devoted to Special Agent Nick Pratt, after all - but Rivers does know how to steal a woman's heart with a song.... 

When the IRS is tasked with assisting the border patrol in pursuing unscrupulous "coyotes" who've transported illegal immigrants across the border, Tara finds herself at odds. Not only must she investigate Brett Ellington, her old flame whose landscaping business employs such workers, but now Tara has to convince her new romantic partner in crime, Nick Pratt, that she doesn't still carry a torch for Brett. #stresseating #greaseistheword

It's bad enough that Tara has to go on trial against the mortgage-frauding "Tennis Racketeers" who cheated banks and homeowners out of millions in between doubles matches. Now she has to go undercover - in a strip club - to strip the sleazeball owner of his indeed illegal livelihood. At least she's working as a bookkeeper, not a pole dancer. And who needs tips when her undercover crush, Special Agent Nick, is the club's bodyguard? 

Matthew “Val” Taylor, the Road Captain in the club, was introduced to sex at an early age. Saved from the streets by the club’s Enforcer and President years ago, Val now lives for women and the open road. Until the night the only woman he’s ever loved is almost killed. Val determines to change his ways and be the man Zoann Donovan should have and the father their son deserves.

Kendall Miller is an attorney and the ex-girlfriend to Spoon, the club president of the Torpedoes MC. She is in over way over her head and, when her little sister is taken, Kendall needs to do whatever it takes to get the information on the Death Dwellers' Club before it's too late. Can Johnnie trust the mysterious red haired woman who showed up naked to his cousin's bachelor party? Can Kendall rely on the handsome blond biker that made a lasting impression on her mind, body, and heart to help her get her sister back?

Four women are dead, each strangled with an orange cord, their bodies ritually arranged. Carol and Detective Sergeant Mark Bourke know that this killer, like all serial killers, will be exceedingly difficult to track down. The Australian press has sensationalized the murders, especially the fact that one of the victims was a lesbian. Madeline Shipley, star of The Shipley Report, claims that she has been contacted by the “Orange Strangler”. Adding to the pressures on Carol is her relationship with Sybil Quade, who has grown increasingly restive with its secrecy.