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I never lose control. Just one moment of happiness might bring forth the evil that taints my blood. So, I stick to satisfying other people's fantasies with my kink dating app. That's how I found her. Regan Everglow is sweet. Deserving of all the beauty this life has to offer. But she's known darkness, too. Her control was stolen from her years ago. Now, she's ready to take it back. And I'm going to help.

There's one rule you don't break—don't fall for your best friend's daughter. But I'm done playin' by the rules. One wrong text from Winter, and my control went up in flames. She's too young. Off-limits. Hands-off. But now she's all I want. That tight little body, those wide, innocent eyes—girl's makin' me lose my damn mind. I tried to let it ride, act like that message didn't set me off. But I ain't built for pretendin'. Now, her old man's screw-up put her in the crosshairs. They think they can use her to get to me? They got no clue who they're messin' with.

I've been hiding out with the dragons, but then mysterious fae show up at the dragons' stronghold and abduct me at the King's command. The royals of Embermere are hosting the Fae Heir Trials to find their successors. The winners will marry and become the next to rule the fae lands. Turns out I'm the King's illegitimate daughter, and the wicked queen intends to kill me off during the challenges. I find myself thrust into a barbaric tournament where death is all but guaranteed. I'm competing against the most gorgeous, deadly fae warriors of the realm.

In therapy, they tell you to use your senses. List the things you know: Sermons recited with malice. A blood-soaked ritual. The sting of tears and gasping sobs of the dying. Rotting flesh. I grew up in a cage, tortured by the Lord Almighty's most twisted servant. Death and despair became my close companions as I watched years of slaughter at Pastor Michaels’ hand. Eighteen girls. Dead. Eighteen lives. Ended. Eighteen futures. Stolen.

When my BFF asks me to be her maid of honor, I’m, well, honored. Until she introduces me to the best man and I realize we’ve already met, just this morning when…wait for it…I accidentally spilled a cup of OJ all over his pristine designer suit. Not my finest hour, but he didn’t have to be a dick about it, either. And now—God help me—I’m forced to spend five days on a paradise island with a guy who’s the complete opposite of me. He’s bossy, a clean freak, and hates tardiness. I’m sassy, messy, and will turn up late to my own funeral. But if I dig real deep, there are some similarities.

Girl meets a handsome stranger, gets swept off her feet, and has the best night of her life. Sounds like a dream, right? If only... When I wake up the next morning in a stunning penthouse overlooking the Seattle waterfront to a note saying, “have a safe flight back to Chicago,” his message is loud and clear: One and done. Famous last words. Guess who’s waiting to greet me on the first day at my new job? It turns out the mega-rich Asher Kingcaid is far from one and done.

Have you ever loved anyone so much that you’d give them up at the expense of your own happiness? No? Well, I did. Okay, that’s not the first lie I’ve ever told myself. I fought tooth and nail for the only man I’ll ever love, but in the end, I had to concede defeat. Even now, seven years later, the cruel words Ryker uttered the morning after he took my virginity still wield the power to shatter the remains of my heart. Yet fate has a way of shaping our lives. No matter how hard we fight for a different outcome.

I’m an unremarkable Pyromancer student; there’s no chance I’m skilled enough at runetracing to graduate—let alone take part in the war against the Silithik. Yet after a surprise attack on the Fifth Academy, I’m the only Pyromancer left alive. Now I’m thrust directly into a Dragon Quintelaide, an elite fighting unit comprising one member of each battle profession.

When the Velasco family's top hitwoman shows up in New York, I plan on finding out exactly why. Amalia might be gorgeous, as well as lethal, but if she's here to negotiate terms to use our ports for her family's filthy crimes? I don't need to hear what she has to say; it's a no. It will always be a no. But the longer I tail her—and the guard dog she brought along—the more I realize something's off.

My father is a serial killer. No big deal. I promise. Me? Upset? No. Never. In fact, it would be really easy to pretend that the man never existed in the first place… if it wasn't for the bodies. What bodies? Only about 200 of them. Like I said. No big deal. What is even worse? He has had a dual purpose for killing them, and it isn't just because he's a sadistic monster. No. It is far worse than that. And if all of this wasn't enough to deal with… I had eight men in my life. Yes. Eight.

For fifteen years, Darla has been stranded alone on a deserted island. When three strange men crash-land there, she watches from the trees, terrified they'll be just as cruel as the last men who came. But these men are different. They laugh, they share, they're kind to the wildlife. And despite every instinct telling her to stay hidden, Darla finds herself drawn to them. She begins helping in secret, leaving food and small gifts, until the line between fear and curiosity begins to blur. When she must choose between staying hidden and saving their lives, the answer is clear.

Running away and becoming someone new would be far easier if the demons of my past didn't insist on showing up at my doorstep. Turns out that leaving an evil Russian Bratva leader at the altar after helping stage his assassination only pissed him off and made me a target. I tried blending, but hiding in the shadows under a fake alias is no longer enough. It should have been easy to keep my distance from the MC member burdened with protecting me. He is just as averse to commitment as I am, yet he's been the only person ever to see me, even through all the smoke and mirrors I keep between us.

As the youngest daughter in a wealthy, powerful family, everyone assumes I'm just an innocent, sheltered heiress. Especially Reid Taylor, my overbearing bodyguard, who's made it his mission to keep me in line and under his watchful eye. He's a former Army sergeant, now head of security for my family, and he's determined to keep me in check, enforcing his strict rules with an iron will and expecting nothing less than total obedience. But I'm not some meek little girl.

I was born to hunt the evils hiding in this world. To slay and destroy. My purpose was never supposed to be her. My forbidden soulmate. Protecting her was meant to be temporary—I’d stay close until I was certain she was safe, and then I would walk away. I wasn’t supposed to fall in love with her, and I sure as hell wasn’t supposed to take her to my bed. I’d heard my entire life that touching her would only bring us to our deaths. Except that with my mere touch, power flows through Aria in a way it never has before, and it’s becoming clear that our gods lied to keep us separated and weak.

An assassin in disgrace. An enforcer gone rogue. A destiny that binds them. Dive into the thrilling conclusion of The Enforcer's Bride Fantasy Romance duology. Bree was once the Raven Queen's assassin—a ruthless killer with the blood of many on her hands. However, when she returns home after her last mission, she finds herself sidelined… and it's not long before the chilling truth settles upon her. She doesn't belong in Sheehallion any longer. Nor can she forget the man she left behind in Albia.

Since the sudden, suspicious, and unlamented death of his father, only one man stands between Lucian and the grudging acceptance of his subjects: Benedict, a powerful dusk mage, a military hero, the favorite of the ducal council… and Lucian's stepbrother. Not that Benedict wants a shackle disguised as a crown. He'd rather start a new, anonymous life a thousand miles away and leave that beautiful, icy, sneering little cretin Lucian to whatever grim fate awaits him.

Prince Aurelius of the Seelie realm has always been the hero, so it's no real surprise to him when a final act of heroism lands him in fae hell with one final task: give Caly's sister, Ana, the rest of her powers and take her to the Fates in Moirai. It is, however, a surprise to learn that Ana isn't the eight-year-old child who died in that car with Caly so many years ago. Instead, she is a full-grown, beautiful woman―with plans to take over the Underworld as soon as she can get the pendant holding her powers from Eli.

Ghost lied to his club to protect me, putting a target on both our backs. Trouble is… I didn't know I needed saving. Or that I was still being haunted by my past. Now, my loyalty to the Twisted Kings is in question, and the only man who can protect me is a tall, tattooed biker with a taste for revenge and a vow of abstinence.

Is it reckless for a master’s student to blur the lines with her hot, older professor—a legendary storm chaser? Without a doubt. But when a tornado strikes during Finley and Professor West’s first chase together, something far more dangerous than the storm pulls them in. Boundaries shatter, and so do their reservations. Now, as they tear across Oklahoma with his famous storm chasing team, he’s adamant: they crossed a line that should never have been crossed. He’s her professor, and she’s his student—nothing more.

Veronica wants nothing more than to find her brother, who sailed away years ago. But when Veronica's ship is captured by pirates, she's determined to save her own skin, while keeping her magic and her gender a secret. Disguised as male, she finagles a spot as a cabin boy aboard the buccaneers' vessel—which is bound for Ravensbeck, a stronghold where the Pirate King holds sway. He may have the answers Veronica seeks—but getting those answers could cost her more than she's willing to pay.