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Enemies surround me at every corner, wanting to pull the very seams of my new life apart. But I'm no longer alone. I'm surrounded by the men I love and new friends that I trust. And our bonds are only growing stronger. But the demons and nightmares of my past are resurfacing, haunting our every move and attacking not only me, but the people I love.

I earned my reputation among magicians for a reason: one wrong move and you're dead. Killer, they called me, and killing is what I'm best at. Except her. The one I was supposed to take, the one I should have killed–I didn't. The cult that once controlled me wants her, and I'm not about to lose my new toy to them. 

My husband. My tormentor. The most notorious man in the city offers me a job. Act as his dead wife. Adrian Volkov isn’t the type of person who takes no for an answer. He commands with an iron fist and all his orders are met. When he approaches me with the offer, I have two options. Go to prison or put myself under his wrath. I choose to have a roof over my head. What’s so hard about acting, right? Wrong. The moment I step into his wife’s shoes, everything spirals out of control. My only way of survival is through Adrian. Or is it?

I'm in the business of creating fairy tales. Theme parks. Production companies. Five-star hotels. Everything could be all mine if I renovated Dreamland. My initial idea of hiring Zahra was good in theory, but then I kissed her. Things spiraled out of control once I texted her using an alias. By the time I realized where I went wrong, it was too late. People like me don't get happy endings. Not when we're destined to ruin them.

A naughty enemies-to-lovers, single dad, billionaire romance from USA Today best-selling author Marni Mann … I’m the irresistible one. The man who always gets what he wants. Too bad the only woman I want is the one I can’t have. Dating apps can’t touch the dark and uninhibited desires I...

It was a terrible idea to agree to protect my enemy’s sister… The second she stepped out of her brother’s car, I knew she was a wildfire. Spitting mad and so stunning she stole my breath. She thinks her brother made a deal with the devil, and by working for me, she’s paying off his debt...

I’m falling for the father of the baby I’m carrying. The problem is: it’s not my baby. And the broody widower is not looking for a long-term partner. As a surrogate, the deal was that I’d only be in England long enough to give birth. At first, the man seemed as pretentious as his name: Sigmund Benedictus. He and I butted heads. Sig challenged my intentions, accused me of just wanting to do this for the money. Gradually, he learned to trust me.

Ben Castillo. NBA champion. Olympic gold medalist. Widely hailed "King of the Court." The morning he walks into my dingy diner, I have enough sense to keep my head down and go right on wiping tables, pouring coffee, and serving up short stacks. A man who looks like that—superstar or not—has only ever meant trouble, and more trouble is the last thing I need. If anything, he seems drawn to my indifference. 

All I wanted was to escape the scandal. The job offer in California was the perfect opportunity to pack up and head West. A dark, sexy, and mysterious new boss wasn’t in the plan. And his secrets run deeper than just his business dealings. When Ethan reveals who and what he truly is, it throws everything I ever thought I knew about the world out the window. Vampire. The word alone brings up visions of blood-sucking monsters.

Move on with your life, they said. Forget her, they said. But how could Ben Edwards forget the woman who was supposed to be his forever? When Grace Stevens disappeared—without a word, without a trace—she took half his soul with her. Despite the heartbreak, Ben tried. He tried to take their advice by pursuing his career. He tried to find fulfillment in his work. He tried to find peace. Grace had been the love of his life. Her fingerprints were on every surface of his existence. He had success and wealth. He had everything, except her.

A different side to the story: Jake's side. "We're getting a new roommate," they said. I thought nothing of it...until she walked in the door. Her hand trembled in mine as she looked at me with fearful eyes. My entire world spun on its axis.

Planes, trains, heights…you name it, Nina was afraid of it and led a sheltered life ruled by irrational fears and phobias. When she moves to Brooklyn for nursing school, that life is turned upside down as she develops an intense but unwanted attraction to her gorgeous roommate, who’s pierced, tattooed and just happens to be the smartest person she’s ever met.

I used to fantasize about meeting a masked madman who would love me endlessly and obsessively. He would look after me in a world where no one else did. He would manipulate all the strings that held up my life until I had exactly the one I wanted. And then one night, I met him. Only he wasn't the hero I always imagined he would be. When we left the forest together that night, I thought I'd escaped the villains relatively unscathed, but my true villain was the man whose arms I felt safest in.

My husband. My monster. The truth isn’t always what it seems. Lia doesn’t realize that, but she will. Soon. I chose this life. This road. This twisted arrangement. For her, I made a deal with the devil. For her, I toyed with fate and death. There’s no going back. I stole her and like any thief, I won’t return her. Lia is my addiction. My obsession. My love. Mine.

My husband. My villain. We started with death and blood. We started with games and carnal pleasure. Adrian and I shouldn’t have been together. He’s wrong. I’m wrong. What we have is the epitome of disaster. Yet, it’s impossible to stop. My husband will either destroy me or I’ll destroy him.

After a cult tried to sacrifice me to their wicked God, I went on the run, doing whatever was necessary to survive. Until a demon offered me a deal: give him my soul and he'll help me claim the vengeance I seek. Blood will be spilled, and the monsters I once ran from will soon be running from me. But damning my soul was just the beginning; it's my heart the demon wants next.

Surviving negligent parents and childhood cancer didn't make me stronger. It sure as hell didn't make me a fighter. It left me effed up. A hot mess. Haunted. But he didn't think so. Alexander Thornton was a tech genius. Philanthropist. Charmingly sweet and devastatingly handsome. And—for some insane reason—he was into me.

“I want a divorce.” No woman wants to say those words. No woman who is still in love with her husband anyway. Our marriage has been tested, repeatedly. It’s been dragged through tabloids and rumors and fans that just won’t let us be. Through it all, we’ve remained unbreakable. We didn’t have the perfect marriage because perfection doesn’t exist. But we had love. We had trust. We had chemistry that to this day sets everything inside me on fire. Then one life-threatening statement creates a chain of lies that leaves me no choice but to say those horrible words.

So, it turns out the town sheriff is a total cinnamon roll. A big, burly, grumpy, hot as sin, cinnamon roll. He found me hiding out on private property. Trespassing. I lied and told him I was only there because I was out of cash and had to sleep in my car. I thought he’d give me a ticket and send me on my way. Instead, he insisted that I stay at his guest house—right next door to him and his three kids.