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When my grandmother, the leader of the Rathmore Coven, summons me, I have no choice but to answer her call. To reach her, I must cross the Wood, the realm of Wotan, lord of the hunt. Rumors of his cruelty and brutality precede him, but nothing prepares me to meet the monster face to face. Because Wotan is more than a monster. He's a predator, a bully, and now he's claimed me as his pawn in his war against my grandmother. A master of torture, he's determined to master me, stripping me bare of all my secrets.

I see the world through statistics. Logic and routine. That's what keeps me sane. Killian Doyle is my polar opposite. His merciless, passionate nature terrifies me. He kidnapped me to force his brother, my friend, out of hiding and back into the mafia. He says he'll let me go when he doesn't need me anymore. I understand what he wants. The only real question is what I want from him. Because right now, I'm confused enough to think I want him to keep me forever.

One serious accident two years ago left Amalie Lincoln with scars deeper than the ones on her skin. Now, in need of a fresh start, she moves to Jubilee, Kentucky, to set up her own office as a CPA with the help of IT technician Sean Pope. Sean and Amalie haven’t seen each other since they were children, but their connection is magnetic, even when they don’t recognize each other at first.

When a mysterious, gorgeous woman whisks her onto the dance floor at her father's masquerade ball, Lucy is thrilled to break the shackles of her privileged but purposeless life. But when the same woman kidnaps her and whisks her to the hideout of the rebels fighting to topple the regime she's set to inherit, Lucy isn't thrilled to be actually shackled as a prisoner. She is forced to accompany her abductor—a laconic, rigid assassin named Taylor—across the war-torn regions of the former United States as Taylor carries out perilous assassinations and leads the growing rebel army.

I was the party crasher. He was the Devil. Three months ago, I suffered a moment of insanity and had a one-night stand without even knowing who the man was. It was hot and unforgettable. I tried to forget him, but there are moments I swear I can still smell his aftershave. Little did I know he's the head of the Bratva. Alexei Koslov. My family's worst enemy. There's a thin line between love and hate, and I'm straddling it.

For weeks, I've been watching her. Stalking her. Now, it's time to start playing with my beautiful little pawn. From the moment I first saw her from afar, I knew she would become my prized possession. I will gaslight her into thinking she is my obedient ward, trapped in the Victorian era. She is my unwilling captive, forced to play my sadistic game for her own survival. She will have no choice but to bow to my rules and discipline. In time, her memories of a modern life will fade. If not, she will pay a painful price.

Mi reina captivated me. She burned me and claimed me as hers. I thought I’d be the one to own her, but there is no mistaking her claim on my soul. When our lives burn to ash around us, our love will be strong enough to withstand the flames. Because the alternative is losing someone I won’t ever let go.

From the moment Rafael approached me, I knew he would destroy me in the end. He built our love on secrets and lies, on manipulation that tears us apart. I have to trust him to shield me from the flames. My grief is all-consuming, tearing me apart from the depths of my soul. He’s a steady strength at my spine, supporting me through the blackest moment of my life. Our sins are linked in ways I never expected.

The second our eyes connected, I felt the shift in the air. The crackle of fire igniting between us. He was dark, dangerous, and secretive. He came into my life like a storm, ripping apart everything I believed in, everything I thought I knew. With his mischievous smirk, stunning looks, and alluring behavior, I should’ve ran as far away from him as I could. But I was stupid. I trapped myself in his web.

MacKayla Lane's life is good. She has great friends, a decent job, and a car that breaks down only every other week or so. In other words, she's your perfectly ordinary 21st-century woman. Or so she thinks...until something extraordinary happens.

Had she crashed into any other man's car, she could have walked away—but she hit mine. Upon seeing the bruises on her wrist, I struggled to contain my rage. Despite her objections, I refused to allow her to leave. Whoever hurt this innocent beauty would pay dearly. As a Russian Mafia crime boss who owns Chicago's most elite gambling club, I have very creative and painful methods of exacting revenge.

I was obsessed with the blue-eyed pixie from the second she jumped into my arms. Allegra. She clung to me and prayed for me to keep her safe, just for a little while. Allegra had just escaped from her degenerate uncle, and she had no idea she ran straight into a mafia enforcer. I've always been proud of my position within the Di Salvo family, but I'm not sure someone as sweet and innocent as Allegra will understand. For the first time, I wonder if my profession will keep me from the one thing I want most in life.

Nico De Kysa. Cold. Detached. Ruthless. And my new husband. I didn't want to marry the despicable mafia don. But my father made a deal with the devil, and lucky me, I'm the currency. If I leave… He'll destroy my father's fortune. But if I stay… He'll obliterate my heart. In this union, the lines between love and hate are blurred. So blurred. He's a cold-blooded monster with ice in his veins and frost in his heart. But in bed, Nico De Kysa burns like wildfire. And in the heat of the night, I begin to forget why I hate the mobster.

Rae Dixon is lucky to be alive. Fifteen years ago, she survived being trafficked and abused, escaping her captors to reclaim her life. Now, she’s running a thriving business with her best friend and raising a teenage daughter on her own. Rae’s finally in control—literally. As Mistress V, Rae is the one calling the shots catering to Oklahoma City’s elite in her private dungeon, which is fronted by a spa. But when a client goes missing, Rae’s world spins out of control.

Family is who you make it and I’ve discovered blood means nothing, not unless I’ve slipped my blade into flesh and drawn my scythe with it. Just when things were starting to look up and all the pieces of my f--ked up life were coming together, I’m once again thrust into a war and this time I’m taking no prisoners. This is it, the final showdown, my scythe is sharpened and my boys are by my side. We might just find ourselves dead but not before I’ve drawn my scythe on every one of our enemies’ foreheads.

Thrown in a cage and stripped of my dignity, I was auctioned to the highest bidder, but I never imagined that I'd end my night in the home of Killian DeLorenzo—head of the Romanian Mafia and the most powerful man in the country.

Liliane Collins é uma menina cheia de vida e que contagia a todos com sua alegria e energia. Apesar de ter nascido na máfia, ela cresceu livre e sem amarras, não exatamente pelos motivos corretos, e mais pela falta de carinho e atenção do pai. Marcada por traumas de infância e vítima de um relacionamento abusivo em casa, ela tinha um lema: "Nunca casar ou se apaixonar".

From the moment I met Melody, I knew we were meant to be together. She was everything I ever wanted. I couldn’t get enough of her, and I certainly couldn’t stay away. More than anything, I wanted to make her mine forever. But all that changed the day she disappeared without a trace, leaving me with a broken heart and a burning need to find her.

Lev Zarkov is a real-life monster. No, correction, he's actually the devil. Except, when I first meet him, he's simply the mysterious, handsome man traveling next to me on a first-class flight to New York. And after being dumped at the altar by my loser fiancé who vanished into thin air the morning of our wedding, when things get flirty between me and the mysterious stranger, I think, why not? Surely, I deserve one night to forget. I mean, where's the harm in a little indulgence, right?

Brutal, cold, and illegally gorgeous, Dante Sartorre isn't just mafia royalty. He's also the tyrant owner of the infamously deviant and members-only Club Venom. He's also my new husband. In my defense, I wasn't supposed to be the bride. But I sealed my fate when I saved my friend by signing the Venom Devil's marriage contract myself. Now, he owns me. All of me…