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Elyna thought she had finally escaped her past. Running from a dangerous MC, she found refuge with the Iron Vultures and in the arms of their ruthless president, Bones. For eight months, she lived a lie—wrapped in his leather, sleeping in his bed, believing she was safe. Believing he loved her. But secrets have a way of surfacing. When her past is exposed, Bones doesn't ask questions. He doesn't listen. He marks her. He brands her. And he sends her back to the very men she ran from. Left for dead, broken beyond repair, Ely swears one thing: if she survives, she will burn it all down.

When Lucille wakes, trapped in a closet, with strange voices in her head and only fragmented memories of her mom surrounded by attackers, she has no choice but to accept help from a questionable stranger. Now, as a prisoner in Elora, a world filled with angels and demons where only the trained and ruthless belong, Lucille is desperate to escape and find her mom. But Elora is no place for a 19-year-old girl with little control over her power.

There's no escaping the fae warden. After losing my parents and siblings, I only want to grieve in peace and try to rebuild my life. But with creditors breathing down my neck, I fear I'll find myself homeless during winter in a city occupied by brutal fae soldiers. Just when I think things...

The lost Volsik heir has finally returned to the people of Íseldur, and even with the warrior who's captured her heart standing by her side, Silla's task is monumental. She must earn the loyalty of the northern jarls to drive Ivar Ironheart from the throne and restore peace in the kingdom. But the secret she guards vigilantly threatens to ruin all her plans: a shard of a god lives in her mind, twisting her thoughts and deeds to His will.

"They seek him here... they seek him there..." It is the bloody height of the French Revolution. Men, women and children are put to death under the blade of the remorseless Guillotine, all to feed a baying mobs lust for blood and murder. Their only hope of salvation comes from a band of 20 brave...

Isabella : Je pensais que fuir Lorenzo Vitali me rendrait ma liberté, mais ça m’a menée tout droit en enfer. Me voilà maintenant enchaînée et plongée dans le noir, gardée captive par des hommes qui ne rêvent que d’une chose : faire souffrir Lorenzo. Ils me croient faible, une femme enceinte sans défense, mais ils n’ont aucune idée du feu ardent qui brûle en moi. Je ne supplierai pas. Je ne céderai pas. Je me battrai bec et ongles jusqu’à ce que Lorenzo vienne me chercher. Parce que je sais qu’il viendra.

She thought I was dead. She thought she was safe. She was wrong on both counts. Five years ago, the only woman I've ever loved lured me into a trap that almost killed me, then disappeared without a trace. The jagged scar down my face is a constant reminder of her betrayal, and the vengeance I'm...

The moment he swept her into his arms, he vowed to protect her forever. Lorenzo Moretti. The son of a mafia soldier. Sophie Messina. The woman whose worth is measured by the value of her impending marriage. Growing up in the Chicago Mafia, Lorenzo's life has always been filled with violence. Enter Dante Damiani, the mafia heir and childhood best friend whom he thought was dead. Dante is ready to take back his father's stolen mafia empire by any means necessary, Lorenzo by his side. There isn't anything much Lorenzo wouldn't do. Except there is...

In a world of blood and betrayal, the truth might be the deadliest ride of all. My father was a ghost. A whispered name. A shadow my mother feared, always watching the door like he might materialize and drag us into his darkness at any second. The infamous president of the Vicious Reapers Motorcycle Club. And now he’s dead. I’m all that’s left to settle his estate—a man I never knew, not even in a photograph. Now, I’m crossing the country to sift through his life, chasing answers my mother spent years running from. The president is dead. Bullet is here to claim what’s his. Bullet.

She chases answers. He guards secrets. Until their worlds collide in fire. True crime podcaster Sylvie Calloway made a name chasing justice for forgotten women. But when her investigation into a quiet data analyst ends in a car bombing—and her camper van goes up in flames—she barely escapes...

All three, full-length, contemporary romances in the Sinners and Saints series, together in one collection. If you like morally grey heroes, found family, heroines who should come with a warning label, and bad guys getting what they deserve, you're going to love Sinners and Saints. Includes: Take Me to Church-a brother's best friend, morally grey hero romantic suspense with touch-her-and-die vibes. Tell Me No Lies-a boss/employee, surprise pregnancy, action-filled romantic suspense. Tear Me to Pieces-a damaged heroine, rockstar, pregnancy pact series finale.

They were childhood sweethearts who planned to grow old together. Until one day the unthinkable happened and they went in separate directions. It was something she never recovered from, allowing it to taint her future. For a decade she was bitter, haunted by the past and not trusting anyone...

There is nothing trustworthy about this woman, but I still want her. I'm Nikandr Morozov, Sovietnik of the Morozov Bratva. Caroline comes from a family of traitors. She has nothing to recommend her but the fierce friendship of the Morozov women. She's brash, defiant, and infuriatingly beautiful...

From USA Today bestselling author, Eve Newton comes a dark Bratva mafia romance. I thought it was one night. He decided to keep me. The auction is a means to an end. A way to pay my rent for another month. It's not my first choice. It's my only choice. But the man who wins is Bratva-bred...

A ruthless Bratva boss. A lone witness. A snowstorm that traps them together at Christmas. I was in the wrong alley at the wrong time. And I saw something I shouldn't see. One gunshot. One dead man. And one cold-eyed killer staring straight into my soul. Nikolai Morozov. Bratva Pakhan. A...

There once was a dancer. The moment I saw his golden, oiled skin, kohl lined, dark eyes, and chocolate brown curls, I knew he just might be the man of my dreams. After only one kiss, I knew he could be the center of my world, but something stopped me from trying to make him mine. Perhaps it was his youth or innocence, though everyone else missed the real beauty which lay just beneath the surface. There once was a warrior. The moment I saw his powerful body sauntering toward the cage where I danced, I couldn’t take my eyes off him.

A RESTLESS CITY. A DARK PROPHECY. A GOD WAITING TO BE BORN. Amberes teeters on a knife-edge. The return of King Francisco brings chaos and resentment, while deep inside the Imperial Temple, the ambitious Inquisitor Tiberius is plotting the downfall of the divine. When the goddess of Amberes...

What is Brian hiding from me? What terrible truth do I not know? The ominous warning of The Tower hangs between us, threatening to topple us to our doom. I look for the answers behind the veil, asking fate to spill forth its secrets so that I can somehow save us before it’s too late. And yet the sands keep falling through the hourglass as time races faster and faster, pushing us to our certain end. This is the FINAL novella in Brian and Mina's Holiday Hits. This series is complete.

A steamy, high-stakes sci-fi romance perfect for fans of Zoey Draven’s immersive world-building, the dark emotional complexities of Victoria Aveline’s Ruling Sikthand, and the lyrical storytelling of Grace Draven. To walk the path of a morazir, I will exist in three states of being...

"I turn slowly toward her, and that thin frail hope that I’d held onto… the hope that I could sate the demon raging within me and cool off my simmering rage by hacking up Gregor… that I could spare Mina my evil tonight… that hope is gone. What will I do when I catch this little rabbit?" The events of Halloween haunt me. I can't get them out of my head. I wanted to remove Mina from this world. But it wasn’t me… I don’t want her gone. I’m not some crazed jealous abusive boyfriend. I wasn’t mad at her. I know she did nothing wrong. It was the wild in me. The dark in me.