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A gift bestowed. A time that is borrowed. A seed must be sowed, a strike to be sorrowed. Unveil the smoke to a world that is cloaked near a well at the end sits seven streams to defend. Nine trees of wisdom and the darkness of light. Chaos will come for all those who fight. A true death and a love that is bound by fate and fortune and all nine realms. Taint and trials, cruelty and lies. The Gods must fall before all can rise.

Reyna Darragh despises the scheming ways of the fae courts—she'd rather be on the battlefield. But as the daughter of a High King, her hand in marriage can end the war faster than her sword. So, with her realm in tatters, she agrees to marry her enemy, Prince Thane. The very same prince who killed hundreds of her kind during the war. Reyna has a far greater scheme in mind. To save her kingdom from the vicious prince, she plans to marry him, make him king, and then murder him so that she can take the throne herself. But as she grows closer to securing the crown, traitorous desire stirs.

With weather magic on her side, Vice is the bane of the high seas, but she isn't the captain of her own ship. Yet. If she can prove herself and get a command, she'll be in charge of her own fate at last. To pay off his family's debts, Knigh Blackwood hunts pirates for the Royal Navy. When the bounty on Lady Vice grows, he's determined to make her face justice, even if that means beating her at her own game. Forced to work closely, neither can deny the tension that crackles every time they're together.

For over thirty years, the city of Seboia has barricaded itself against the Gods Cursed kingdom of Brecca and its monstrous creations. Now, the Soulless' numbers are swelling, and their attacks are rising in frequency—an ominous prelude for the darkness sure to come. Captain of the Guard, Darius, must remain focused on his duty to protect his kingdom. But when a group of foreigners arrives in Seboia, their alluring leader becomes an unwanted distraction. A scarred beauty with a sharp mind and even sharper tongue, Lena rouses an all-consuming hunger within the Fire Immortal.

Men who betray the trust of the most powerful mafia kingpin in New York rarely live to make the same mistake a second time, but I'm not one of Antonio Volante's soldiers. I'm his wife. So I got his belt instead of a bullet. Even though I did what I did for the sake of someone dear to us both, my husband doesn't plan to let me keep my secrets any longer. That's why I'm bare and bound with my punished ass sore inside and out, begging desperately for the climax he's kept me on the edge of for so long.

Where I come from, there's no forgiveness for a whistleblower, even if I saved countless lives. Unemployed with a wrecked reputation, my only option is a pity job as a leadership consultant for a secret, government-employed team of assassins. After moving clear across the country, I thought I'd feel safe from the ones who want revenge for my so-called valor, but then I met him. Linc. The ghost in the shadows, who will never be seen for the hero he is.

Exiled. Hunted. Haunted. I clawed my way out of the Bratva's grip, but no one escapes this life without scars. Now, I trade in secrets and shattered souls, saving the ones no one else will. But then he shows up. Rafi Gatti—mafia prince, underground fighter, walking temptation wrapped in sin. He wants my help. I want nothing to do with him. Because men like Rafi? They don't just take what they want. They ruin you. And if I let him get too close… I might beg him to.

I never wanted to take a life. Now, I have no choice. People say that showing mercy makes you strong, but I know otherwise. Mercy only brings pain. It shows that you're weak—that others can touch you without consequence. I've learned my lesson the hard way. Someone I once loved is threatening my men's lives and tearing mine apart. They think they can control me, but I'm not the same woman they remember. I gave mercy once. I won't make that mistake again.

In a fight for survival, their love may be the most dangerous weapon of all. Whispers of the White Witch have spread through Solstyr like wildfire, and as Katya's infamy grows, so does the king's fury. Signs calling for her arrest plaster the walls of every city, village, and outpost, fueling the nation's fear. Even the Ümbrian slaves she helped rescue now look at her with distrustful eyes.

"On the other side of that door is the man you're going to marry." My father's chilling command sends a shiver down my spine. Suddenly, it clicks. The mysteriously gifted dress. The innocent-looking invitation. This isn't dinner. It's a wedding. My goddamn wedding. The doors swing open... And towering at the altar, all muscle, ink, and menace—Leon Natali. The monster I've cursed since I was old enough to know his name. He's older. Colder. Desperate for an heir. And I'm the gift-wrapped offering meant to seal a blood-soaked alliance.

I didn't inherit my empire—I bled for it. I carved my place in this brutal world with bloodstained hands and a crown made of bones. I don't need a king. I don't answer to men who think they can tame me. But enemies are circling, waiting for me to break. And the biggest threat of all? Lucky Gatti. He's fire in a tailored suit, sin wrapped in arrogance. A walking threat to everything I've built. He's here to ruin me. To burn me down. The worst part? I might let him.

Jake Kincaid is a beautiful beast in disguise. Older. Cunning. Ruthless. My family could only dream of having the power and success of the Kincaid's. Why my father tried to challenge them, I don't know, and I don't care. The only thing I want from this life is to get out. But my plans are ruined when my father can't make good on his debts, and the Kincaids send their most devilish weapon…. Jake.

Was it a sin to hate the dead? It was something I had pondered many times over the past ten months. Although it wasn't why I required medication to sleep at night. I wasn't truly concerned about the level of darkness that resided in my soul. It was the images of the night I had watched a bullet take down the boy I had loved most of my life. Seeing the life leave his body, the way his eyes had gone void. It haunted me. Even now that I knew he'd betrayed me. That what I thought had been real had all been a lie. Crosby Cash had been in love, alright, just not with me.

He's supposed to be on hiatus. Former military and ex-FBI agent Ethan Worth is searching for a new way to serve and protect. On a break in Beaufort, North Carolina, he might have found it. Although saving a tipsy damsel in distress from a shady troublemaker isn't what he had in mind, it ends with the surprisingly sober beauty outraged by his rescue. That's all Ethan needs for his expert instincts to kick into high gear.

She's not alone anymore. But them knowing the secret she's kept for fifteen years may be the one thing she can't survive. The men who found her have begun to quiet the darkness that once consumed her, slowly helping her piece herself back together. But Darla is still clutching one devastating secret—one she swore she'd never reveal. And the closer they get, the harder it becomes to keep it buried. As old wounds resurface and deadly threats close in, it's clear their pasts are far from finished with them.

I've never believed in coincidences. I am a man who believes in facts. It wasn't a coincidence that my papà was the last person to see Ocean before she disappeared. The deeper I dig into her past, the more I find out about the girl who turned my world upside down. I may be a liar, but Ocean lied too. But now I know who she truly is...and what she is capable of.

I never thought I'd find myself here: fleeing for my life with four shifters who've sworn to protect me—no matter the cost. Each of them has claimed a piece of my heart, but that's the easy part. Surviving what comes next? That's a whole other fight. Gisbourne is out for blood—ours—and he's got the power and the cunning to take it. We've lost our home, our resources, and nearly our hope. But we're not done yet. Because this isn't just about us. Sherwood needs saving, and we're the only ones who know the real stakes.

We've all heard the tale of the Mate's Mark, and how we're destined to find our fated mate. One human, one monster foretold to be the cure to this cursed world, and to repair the damage that has been done. What was once the cause of curiosity and intrigue has turned into nothing more than a mockery. Decades have passed, and not a single pair of fated mates has been found. Until now. Until me.

After a bungled job, I'm forced to escape and abandon everything. It's not the worst to happen, being sent to Ireland is. My next assignment, bring down four men involved in the Irish Mafia. First, I'm put on leave and, as a favour, I end up "married" to two strangers on St. Patrick's Day in Genoa. In the early morning, I run and hide. I have to. The scent of danger that swirls around them is intoxicatingly perfect. I never thought I'd see them again, but they refuse to let go of vows we supposedly made years ago.

After six years in captivity, forced to fight for survival, I thought I'd seen the darkest depths of humanity. The cartel broke me, forging a ruthless weapon from my shattered pieces. Not even freedom can heal those wounds. Embroiled in an international criminal investigation to dismantle the ring that trafficked me, I have the chance to get justice for all the women who didn't escape. But the road to redemption is bloody, littered with violence and dark secrets that may derail our case before we apprehend the man responsible for so much suffering.