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I bought a club in Boston to start over, to drown out the screams of my past with thumping bass and dim-lit pleasures. It was supposed to be simple—remodel the mess, retrain the staff, and open the doors. Then she took the stage. Now, we're locked in a battle of wills, and I can't decide if I want to pin her against the nearest wall or make her beg for mercy. Either way, she's under my skin. Every time she flashes that defiant smile, I feel the world tilt on its axis, and I'm not sure if I'm falling for her—or falling apart. The more I push, the more she pulls.

Paris in the fall. The Eiffel Tower, the blanket of colorful leaves on the ground of the Jardin du Luxembourg, and the picturesque cobbled streets of Montmartre. Sounds amazing, right? That's exactly what I thought when my boss offered me to come here to critique restaurants. Well, the reality is a completely different beast. There is no accordion music playing in the street, the city smells like smoke, and I have yet to see a single guy wearing a beret! This was all a lie. To top it all, I'm now a prisoner of this city because of a national strike keeping all planes on the ground.

Welcome back to your darkest nightmare. I am Death, and they've stripped away my mask of mercy. My little lamb, I will paint the streets red until you're safe in my arms again.

There are three things you need to know about Elizabeth Bennett: She's smart as a whip, always in control, and lives by a set of carefully crafted rules. She's learned the hard way that people you love the most always hurt you in the end. But then she meets Declan Blay, the new neighbor at her apartment complex. A tattooed British street fighter, he's the campus bad boy she's supposed to avoid, but when he saves her from a frat party gone bad, all her rules about sex and love fly out the window.

My pretty little Storm didn't want a knight in shining armor to save her from captivity. Which was good, because my reputation wasn't built on being prince-like to damsels in distress. No, it was built on being a psychotic menace who often played surgeon with my targets before I eliminated them. That was precisely what I did to the men who harmed Olivia Everett before I saved her from the Velvet Cage. I stalked them. I hunted them. And then I delivered their missing pieces to her on a silver platter. Piece by piece, I healed her brokenness with those souvenirs. But I had to do it quickly.

Once upon a time, there lived a best-selling author who wrote about the miracle of true love and finding your forever soul mate. And that was thanks to Elizabeth, his muse...his one and only...his soon to be ex-wife. It’s been six months since the love of his life tore out his heart and set it on fire, and because of this, the “author” hasn’t written a single word - his mind is drier than the Sahara Desert. That unfortunate fool? That’s me. My name is Jayden Evans or, as my readers know me, J.E. Sparrow.

My pretty little Puppet dreamed of monsters and things that go bump in the night. She ached to forget about responsibilities and expectations long enough to let a faceless predator chase her through the woods. So I gave Peyton Everett everything she ever dreamed of. Once I hired her as my housekeeper, I brought her to the middle of nowhere to maintain my estate, and then I anonymously contacted her through the website she only visited when she was alone.

Hate might not be the right emotion for what Dahlia stirs in me. But I can’t have her, so telling myself I don’t want her is the only option. Especially since my dog won’t leave her alone. While I’ve been doing my best to avoid the woman I crave, my pup has taken on the role of her protector. He follows her every chance he gets. That’s probably for the best because there’s a serial killer on the loose and he’s got his sights set on her. At least, that’s what the ghosts keep saying. With her beast out of commission it’s up to the rest of us to keep her safe.

Captain Hook isn’t loyal to anyone, but I’d die for her. Once I was a prince, then I became a lost boy, then their king. Now, I’m nothing more than a heartless villain. Or at least so I thought. Until I met her. Until I had a reason for that husk in my chest to resume its beating. I know I’m not alone. She’s worked her magic on all of us. Her monstrous beast

Prince Callen Shadow left Innesvale with one goal: Bring the Fire Singer home, no matter the cost. Seduction and lies were easy for him — until her. Now Cal is realizing the cost of saving his kingdom may be losing the only woman he’s ever loved. Fueled by vengeance and seeking answers about her past, Elyria Solaris leaves the smoldering wreckage of the Great Library and sets sail for Innesvale. But when she arrives, the fearless Fire Singer finds herself facing an unexpected challenge — life at court. As the stakes rise, the lines between love, lust, and betrayal blur.

One, two, I'm coming for you. She's my obsession. Three, four, kneel on the floor. I want to possess her in every way. Five, six, I'm up to my old tricks. She knows me as The Portland Serial K!ll3r. Seven, eight, lay in wait. Little does she know I'm watching her. Nine, ten, never to be seen again. Welcome to your worst nightmare, Little Lamb. Who am I? Let me introduce myself. I'm Death. And I have found my Queen.

One heroic act damned me for eternity. With a name like Tor, I should have been a hero, just like my father and twin. Turns out I’m not. Not even close. Instead I’m the very thing we hunted. A depraved monster. I thought there was no escaping the curse. No hope for a future. And then I met my mate in the unlikeliest of places: Blackwood Asylum. A place for criminals. Power-hungry madmen. Supernatural outcasts. And her, the curvaceous writer who sees ghosts.

Joining the Brotherhood was supposed to lock my violent past away for good. I was in too deep when I learned their dark secret. All Brothers must choose a Ward. A captive woman to own, train, and punish. It reignites the sadistic desires I've smothered. I try to do the right thing and choose a sweet, submissive woman who wants this life. But fate has other plans and throws Quinn at my feet instead.

Triona Sinclair was never meant for an ordinary life. A spark of something powerful has always lived within her—silent and still, until the moment it finally woke. A moment of fire and ruin. With her world shattered, Triona escapes into the wilds of Scotland—flanked by four allies, each loyal in their own way. But none of them challenge her quite like Finn MacGregor.

They say I'm the key to everything, the Aether Gate, the end of the world, the beginning of something new. But I don't remember any of it. Not the power I once held. Not the men fate bound me to across lifetimes. Not why the Luminous are hunting me like I already belong to them. All I have are fractured memories, a broken past, and four dangerous warriors who claim to be mine. Death, War, Famine, and Pestilence—the Horsemen who burn for me, bleed for me, and would tear the world apart to protect me.

Rory Kostalova was never part of the plan. Kidnapping the Russian mafia princess was a move for control, a way to gain the upper hand in a brutal war. She was meant to break, to bend to my will like everyone else. But Rory is different—strong, fiery, untouchable. What started as a way to get even turns into something darker, something neither of us can control. She stirs the chaos inside me, makes me crave her in ways I shouldn't. I took her freedom to punish her family, but now she's the one I can't let go. To save her, I'll have to break every rule, cross every line.

I've made a fortune at The Agency—enacting clients' dirty proposals for money. I've covered every fantasy you could possibly imagine. But after four years, I'm yearning for more, a bond with someone I can adore for real, not just in fantasy. In love. I only went into Santa's grotto at the mall as a joke. I was laughing when I sat my curvy butt on his lap for a picture. Until I looked into his stunning grey eyes and saw something I shouldn't have. Someone I shouldn't have.

In Searching for Finley, Searching for Heather, and Searching for Khloe, three full-length stand alone novels, you get search dogs, sexy mechanics, a plus size heroine, blue collar heroes, a small town bakery, action and adventure, secrets, cults, a slobbery bloodhound, strong heroines, secrets, a librarian, grumpy sunshine, heroines in peril, a veterinarian, rescues, protective heroes, a tight-knit girl tribe, happily ever afters galore, and just enough spice to satisfy you.

After finally allowing herself to love again, Harper wakes up miles away from the men who have kept her safe—and in the hands of those determined to destroy her from the inside out. Unsure of whether or not she can rely on Ronan, Mac, and Finn to save her, Harper must find the strength to free herself. But if she does, how is she meant to face what comes next?

The Onyx Brotherhood offers me everything: money, resources, and the chance to pursue my research outside of the law. The ancient secret society shapes the world, but there's a dark price to join. All Brothers must choose a Ward. A captive woman to own, punish, and train to perfect submission. If I refuse or she fails to perform at my initiation ceremony, I'm dead. Eve is sweet, naive, and addictive. My obsession grows until she's all I can think about. I watch her from the shadows and imagine her chained at my feet. I can't do this to my beautiful girl.