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I am an object of desire. My powers of seduction are my survival, my weapon, and my curse. I'm no stranger to obsession, but for the first time, I crave it. I love it when he watches me, follows me, hunts me. In the mortal lands, I was safe from him. Navigating a city of ruthless vampires to save my sister from the human slave trade was already treacherous. But with the ruling vampire lord's unrelenting focus on me, I fear his shadows might never let me go.

Jaxon Bortsov is a beautiful devil—cruel and cold, relentless and vicious. Next in line to claim the throne of the Vysotsky Bratva, he commands with an iron fist and a heart of ice. We began with a cursed contract. One my sister was supposed to sign. But when she fell pregnant and ran, I was left to honor the deal in her place. I tried to escape, to sever the bonds of fate, only to be captured by enemies. Jaxon stole me back like a thief in the night, and now he refuses to let me go.

When Virgo saves me with a crazy offer of marriage, I accept because I don't have a hope in hell of clearing my name. I've been calling myself Alice because it feels like I've been crawling down an endless rabbit hole. Now he's taking me to Wonderland. The place that holds answers I might not want to find and dark secrets someone wants to keep buried. As my memories start pouring back, I remember the danger that sent me running.

The first time I met Micah Delarosa, I ended up in bed with him. It was supposed to be a one-night stand—no names, no strings, no regrets. Just a fleeting escape from my small-town life and my father's crushing debts. Except I didn't just sleep with a stranger. I tangled with the most ruthless Italian mafia boss in the city. And I was sent to steal from him. I broke into his vault, thinking I could get away with it. But when Micah found me, instead of punishment, he made me an offer: one year as his wife and he'll pay my debts and keep me safe from my abusive ex.

All my life, I've been scorned for what I am: an object of desire, a temptress, a demon. Now my dark and mysterious powers of seduction might be my only salvation. I am living in a nightmare. Rune's voice torments me. Cruel hands offer touch and torture that I cannot refuse. My addictive blood spurs obsession and frenzy, but I am not defenseless. The born vampires can't fathom the embodiment of wrath and vengeance they are forging from sin and blood.

Leaving the UK to start over in New York City seemed like a great idea in theory. But raising a child by myself has not exactly been a walk in the park, and this move has proven to be a challenge like no other. The last thing I need is this infatuation that I can't seem to get over. Abigail Lyons is nineteen years younger than me, way too pretty for her own good, and has made it clear in no uncertain terms that she hates my guts.

I'm the governor's daughter, and he's a mafia boss in the Bratva. It was a no-brainer. I was forbidden to him and him to me. But when we met at his nightclub, I thought he was my prince charming. I couldn't fight my attraction to the tattooed Russian god any more than he could for me. Dante Levitsky is tall, dark, and dangerously handsome with Mediterranean blue eyes you could swim in forever. Our chemistry is the type people read about and wish for their whole lives.

Carmine Barone is a monster no one sees but me. A beautiful villain with a cold, black heart and a body honed for violence. But when I stumble into a world I was never meant to see, the ruthless mafia heir becomes something else, too: my husband.

The last thing I thought I'd be doing in Vegas was protecting some wannabe gangster girl. But as a rising star in the Consortium, an elite arms-trading organization, I do what I'm told. That's how I find myself gifted as a bodyguard to Brie "Breezy" Colombo, widow of a powerful Mafia Don, after someone takes a shot at her. Everyone knows she's just a gold-digging trophy wife, her grief as fake as her long blonde hair, her perfect smile, and her… Well, maybe they're real.

My mother is ensnared by an enormous debt to Cillian O'Ridian, the dark and dangerous king of the Irish mafia. And she's seriously ill. Without the money for her surgery, she won't survive. I need funds not just to pay Cillian off but to save my mother's life. Cillian is a man shrouded in danger—someone you instinctively avoid. In my case, he's the ruthless debtor. Then he makes me an offer I can't refuse: Be his wife for six months so he can secure his empire, and he will settle our debts and cover my mother's medical expenses.

I am the president of The Knights of St. Bon Motorcycle Club. A seven-foot mountain of muscle and bone in a pair of motorcycle boots and a leather cut. Cursed with demons and darkness and secrets that run deep. To the people of St. Bon, I am a monster. To my club brothers, I am a fearless leader. To her, I am a nightmare.

Vera is determined to make amends, but breaking into the Faylands is difficult, and all her attempts to bring Ronan to her have failed. When she learns he's gone missing, she undertakes a risky mission to find him and falls into Boone's trap. He's been hunting her, and he's determined to put her and her beast down for good. Vera is put on trial and sentenced to death, but Ronan saves her.

When a pack finally claims me, I expect the worst—dominance, control, a cage with softer walls. What I get instead are five patient, protective souls who see past my fear and fire. Three alphas and two betas who don't just want my body—they want me. All of me. Even the broken parts. They want to glue me back together, make me whole again. Just when I begin to believe in forever, the government issues a brutal recall: all omegas must return for "fertility testing." But the truth runs darker. I uncover secrets that could destroy everything—unless I'm silenced first.

This series is full of alpha men who will do anything for the women they love. So, sit back and get ready for all the tropes you love. You'll get happily ever afters, no cheating, and a front-row seat to seeing these alpha heroes being brought to their knees by love.

When Dad died, he made me the leader of the Italian Mafia. That position was unheard of for a woman—until me. Ryder, Dex, Gage, and Holden are my team, my closest friends. Then Leo waltzes into my life, turning it upside down, along with everyone in it. One lie. One secret. That's all it took to bring it all burning down around me. Jealousy and hidden desires from the four guys I thought only saw me as their friend and boss stoke the flames even higher.

When Jamie Andrews moves in with a house full of firefighters, things start heating up fast. Battling the wilderness of rural Montana, these guys are always charging into danger—for a living, for duty, for the rush—and since Jamie is a psychiatric nurse, they fascinate her analytic mind. She can’t help but fixate on Calvin, a grumpy, enigmatic smoke jumper ten years her senior. She makes playfully tormenting him her pet project, trying to get him to open up. It turns out he gives as good as he gets.

Mercy Wheeler and Gabriel Easton's sordid tale continues in Dirty Empire as Mercy finds her loyalties tested and Gabriel's attempt to break free of his family's legacy comes with unexpected consequences.

Gabriel has made an art of dangling what I'm most desperate for in front of me, what he knows I can't refuse, no matter the cost. In this case, that cost continues to be me. He is still a scoundrel, but I'm starting to see something more. And while our bargain is proving advantageous in ways I never anticipated, the risks that come with being associated with a man like him are becoming painfully clear. But how much longer before this arrangement with Gabriel costs me everything I am?

From internationally bestselling author K. A. Tucker comes the thrilling conclusion to the dark and sexy Dirty Empire series. Mercy Wheeler and Gabriel Easton's sordid tale ends in Fallen Empire as Gabriel must save Mercy and escape his father's grip once and for all.

One visit to my father in prison—convicted for a murder he didn't commit—and I've attracted the attention of the last man I'd ever want knowing that I exist.