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I kissed the King of the Sea, so he made me his bride. He's offering me everything I could ever want. Good food. A castle. Immortality. Endless numbers of books to read. But in exchange, he expects to breed me. His people are dying out, and they want me to help boost their numbers. When I...

It ends where it begins. Four couples. Six books. One saga. Tristan and Morana. Dante and Amara. Alpha and Zephyr. Shadow Man and Lyla. The world is darker. The game more dangerous. The stakes much more deadly. A new era is born.

Louisa McDavid figures after escaping from the cult she grew up in, the universe owes her a happy ending. Her sisters are all safe, she owns her own business, and she doesn't give a damn what anyone thinks of her. But as a woman in love with love, why has it been so hard for her to find one of the good ones? Everything changes when Ciaran Carter basically steps out of the pages of one of Louisa's beloved smutty books and into her romance-only bookstore. Tall, muscular, handsome, and he likes to read? He's the perfect book boyfriend come to life.

She lives in the shadows. He rules them. She's the moon, and he the dark night encompassing her. She's surrounded by demons, and he's the biggest devil of them all. And she's his. Passion, obsession, possession. Theirs is a tale of danger, deviance, dread, desires, and the darkest flavors of love. Annihilation is born.

I am the Reaper. Death incarnate, the Sovereign's most lethal weapon. I don't forgive. I don't forget. And this time—everyone bleeds. She was supposed to be leverage. The daughter of my enemy. My revenge, collared and chained. But she ruined everything. Now I crave her like I crave violence. And I'll burn the Sovereign Empire to claim what's mine. Her tears. Her screams. Her soul. I'm not just the villain. I'm the end.

I should have seen it coming. But I was too busy drowning in her essence. Enjoying every lush curve. Hanging onto each duplicitous word that tumbled from her sultry lips. Even now, with the cards on the table and the secrets exposed, I crave her. Every traitorous inch of her delectable body. She's mine. She's always been mine, and I don't care if she's my ruin. Forbidden fruit has never been sweeter…

Freedom was supposed to be mine. Instead, it made me a target. My poisoned escape didn't set me free; it dragged me straight back to the darkness. I've spent my whole life clawing at the chains meant to bind me, convinced freedom was the answer. I was wrong. Liberation comes at a cost, and...

I'd always been the black sheep of the O'Shea family, living life unfazed and unbothered. Then one day, a girl walked into a bar, we clicked, and lived happily ever after... Wait. Let's rewind. One day, Rosie Woods, the town's resident pocket rocket, walked into my family's bar and turned my world upside down. Then she disappeared, and I went back to my military unit... Three years later, she struts her sweet ass back into town, and our spark is even more explosive. We reconnect over shared memories and heated attraction, but it doesn't take long for life to start flinging curveballs.

I killed someone. Not on purpose, but not exactly by accident. Regardless, those three little words have changed the course of my life as I know it. Suddenly, I'm thrust into a supernatural world I never knew existed to become sworn property of The Sanctum—a magical council ruling over all magical beings. My punishment? Confinement within the crumbling fortress of Institute 13, built for monsters like me. Shadow fae, feral wolves, and bloodthirsty vampires… this prison houses the darkest of their kind, and somehow I am one of them.

Some girls grow up in castles with fortresses to protect them from monsters. Other girls grow up in castles with fortresses to protect the monsters. I am both of these girls.

The golden sun inked beneath the base of her neck is the reason for both. In Altaerra, it meant life as a Sunchosen, one of the twenty children branded by the Goddesses at birth to sit on the council ruling Altaerra. For Iris, it meant a fate confined in a glittering cage, forged and warped by power. Considered a traitor to the Divine after escaping the Bronze Palace as a child, Iris knows that maintaining her new life as an apothecary apprentice to the woman who saved her relies on remaining hidden.

I was happy running my family bar and cruising through life as a single guy, enjoying an abundance of fast women, hard liquor, and good times. Life was one big party until it took a turn. Reality struck, and everything changed when I lost my beloved da. Losing a parent is never easy, but mine left me with an added legacy, one I didn't want... a huge debt owing to a Mafia boss and no way to pay it. Then I was offered a reprieve in the form of Maeve Monroe—archeologist, bookworm, nerd, and the last girl I'd ever commit to.

Morally grey? Try pitch black so dark they nicknamed him The Reaper. Axel Hawthorne—Axe, is more monster than man. A bloodthirsty assassin with no mercy, no heart, no soul. The nightmare lurking in the underworld, my father commands. No one escapes his wrath. And now? I'm his. Trapped in his...

I've been able to keep my personal and academic life separate for the last three years I've been at Newhouse University. Not even my best friend/roommate knows the truth about my past. I learned a long time ago the best way to survive is to be invisible. My hope of graduating under the radar goes up in flames when James Hart gets assigned as my journalism partner. Not only do we have to write an article together, but he also has to write a story about me. I don't see an easy way out of this one.

The aftermath of my parent's death was the toughest time in my life, but at least I had him. He was there every step of the way, wiped the tears I shed, and made me smile when I'd forgotten how to. Until he became the reason why I had to protect my heart with one simple rule—no more kissing. Six years later, because life had a great sense of humor, I found myself having to use that same rule on the man who inspired it. It's no surprise it didn't work. After all, my heart was never my own to protect—it belonged to Ares Hart the entire time.

Rafael Huntsman, crown prince of a sinful empire. Possessive. Dangerous. Achingly beautiful. And consumed by a chilling past. When I was nineteen, he laid eyes on me like it was the very first time. From that moment, I was his. Although it wasn't until much later, under a moonlit sky in a vineyard awash with fairy lights, that I surrendered—and he disappeared. Then fate intervened. Now we're forced together in a treacherous criminal world. He's still dangerously seductive, but I'm not an innocent girl anymore. I have a secret that puts us both in peril—and there's no going back.

Leo is afraid of heartbreak. My shadow. My protector. He doesn't want to share. The crushing burden of wedlock descended upon me, threatening to ensnare me in an unbreakable bond. I refused to accept my fate; I had to be courageous for my men. Filled with a burning passion, I declared myself the Bloody Queen and led my men in a daring struggle for their freedom. As we charged into battle, I knew that our victory would not come without great sacrifice.

After my parents passed away, I learned nothing is forever. Not the fame my band is gaining or the girl I might be falling for despite our no-strings relationship. With so many changes in a short amount of time, I find myself spiraling further and further with no end in sight. Except maybe rock bottom. Then the unthinkable happens. Kira gets pregnant, and if I don't get my life together, I'll lose way more than I ever bargained for.

Atticus Dupont is my stalker. My savior. My captor. He wants to keep me for himself. I was yanked from August's arms and thrown into the deadly underbelly of the criminal kingdom. Atticus is my only ally in this place, and he revels in knowing that I must rely on him if I want to survive—if I want to get back to my future husband. Atticus is dangerous, and I don't trust him. I despise him. I ache for him. The playboy billionaire has demons of his own. Somehow, I started to fall for him, and I can't leave now. Mighty is the sword. Violent are the crown's enemies.

When my wedding is unexpectedly called off—not by me—I decide to take the mini honeymoon meant for me and my husband. I arrive at an isolated cottage in the woods with the intention of clearing my head. What I find is the tallest and strongest man I've ever seen in my life. This has to be a dream. Or maybe it's a gift from heaven. It quickly becomes a nightmare when he assumes I'm the cleaning lady and orders me to get his bags and put his stuff away. Then it gets worse.