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Veronica “Vero” Mercer grew up with grifters for parents, and she knows her way around a con. When grad school bills pile up and her friends are in trouble, she turns her art history skills into a forgery side hustle. It’s supposed to be a short term deal, but her work draws the attention of Dr. Viktor Ashworth, a reserved, very British professor. Instead of turning her in, Ashworth kidnaps her—politely—and makes an unusual offer: forge a mysterious ancient manuscript for him.

Most days, I steal from ships to earn a living. Not glamorous, admittedly, but it's honest work. Okay, fine. It isn't honest either, but it means I get to eat. Until one night, a sinfully sexy angel strides into my favorite dance hall and compels me to work for him. It isn't just work, though. He wants me to be his wife in Castle Hades. Apparently, his prophetic dreams say I'll help him become king.

The angel of death locked me in one of his castle rooms, surrounded by books and delicious food. Not bad, right? Except for the loneliness, and the lust-fueled dreams that torment me every night - specifically dreams of Samael. And did I mention a psychotic ghost keeps trying to kill me? Because no one else believes me about that. Now, I’m desperate to get out of the castle and hunt down the murderous Free Men who led to my imprisonment. Samael wants to destroy them too. We have the same goal but don't trust each other.

I'm struggling with my dark side - the demon within me - and only Samael can help. He’s decided we're dangerous for each other, but I know we need to join forces. If we can't defeat the Free Men together, I will lose myself to the demon within, and a darkness will spread across Albia.

Some think that every romance author leads a hearts-and-rainbows existence. But in my case, they’re wrong. Sure, I’ve had my share of relationships...and heartbreak. But who needs the hassle? I prefer to leave love and emotions for my books, because that way I won’t get hurt. And my beliefs provide a stress-free and fun personal life.

Four years after losing her husband in the line of duty, ER nurse Lily Finnigan has one goal: raise her daughter and keep her heart safely locked away. Romance—even a simple fling—isn’t on the agenda. Until Josh Collins walks into her emergency room. Gorgeous, charming, and infuriatingly kind, he is everything Lily doesn’t want—but can’t seem to stay away from. When her apartment floods, her new helpful neighbor turns out to be the sexy firefighter she’s been dreaming of. Now he’s everywhere—offering help, stealing smiles, and slowly breaking down her walls.

Rage. It’s toxic. It poisons you. Corrupts you. Smothers your heart until it no longer beats. You can’t run from it. There’s no escape. Once it seizes control, it won’t stop until revenge bleeds the tears of justice. The day he took her, he destroyed my humanity, turning me into a bloodthirsty savage. Now, I’m driven by my hunger to see the snake bleed. To hear his screams and relish his cries.

Temptation. It’s a powerful thing. It possesses you. Corrupts you. Turns a pure soul into a reckless beast. Once it has you in its clutches, you can’t escape it. It won’t let go, not until it perverts everything innocent. The day she walked into my life, I should have known I’d never be the same again. Her secrets lured me in, enticed me with truths that would be my ultimate ruin. I had a war to win. Battles to fight. But her scent turned me into a crazed hunter, manipulating me down a different path of destruction. In the end, she will be my downfall.

He's a beast. A killer. A dark shadow with blood on his hands and violence in his veins. He's the monster that comes at midnight. The one I watch from my bedroom window, holding my breath, wondering if he has finally come for me. It's only a matter of time before he takes me. His ballerina girl. It's a promise he made the first time he caught me staring at him. ‘You will be mine.' It's impossible not to fear him. My bones tremble every time I hear his name. Granite. President of the American Street Kings MC.

For better or for worse. When I said those words in front of the pastor, I meant them. But that was before everything changed. Before it became clear that my wife would be better off without me. I had no choice but to sabotage us, and that was exactly what I did. Even though I pushed Paige to leave, it still hurt like hell, watching her do it. I’d never love another woman for as long as I lived. She was it for me. I guess those are the sacrifices we make for the people we love. And if I couldn’t make her dreams come true, I had no right to keep her. Not completely anyway.

Alistair Oliphant has devoted his entire life to his clan's well-being. As one of the laird's bastard sons, he's determined to prove his worth by managing the Oliphants' correspondence, alliances, land stewardship, trading schedules, and about a million other—boring—aspects of keeping a busy Highland clan going. When his father declares whichever of his sons marries and produces a son first will become the next laird, Alistair figures his destiny has finally arrived. The only problem is...he just doesn't have the time to find a wife.

London, 1921. Malachy Bane is running out of time—and chances. Demons stalk the shadows. The Mage Tribunal wants his head. And Cora, the woman who once held his heart, is slipping through his fingers. Now the Realmwalker has returned from death, dragging long-buried secrets and a reckoning...

Necromancy is a secret that thirty-year-old Cora will take to her grave. If only she could stay in it. As war erupts between gangs of mages, hiding in plain sight, Cora haunts the shadows of London's magical underworld as the Unweaver. Blackmailed by gang boss "Mother," Cora pries secrets out of corpses like worms to feed the magpie spy's insatiable appetite for intrigue. Only a few of the living and scores of the dead know the Unweaver's true identity. If anyone discovers Cora, mages will condemn her as an abomination, and humans will execute her as a presumed murderer.

Nothing has gone as it should… Balar led his band of five brothers from the warring savannahs in the south to the human land of Eirea on the promise of two things: safety and mates. In the growing village outside the human city of Dundúran, they've found the first. Yet, year after year, Balar...

The head of the Irish mafia killed my family. Then made me his wife. Patrick Mahoney erased my bloodline in one brutal night. His answer to my father's betrayal? Total annihilation. But he missed one. Me. Instead of finishing the job, he's claimed me—bound me to him with a ring instead of a...

Faye came to Blue Crescent Harbor for a fresh start. A place to disappear, teach first grade, and keep her secrets buried. She didn’t expect the hottest single dad in school and small-town royalty to march into her classroom to share his stubborn opinions. Tall, rugged, and fiercely devoted to his son, he’s a walking complication in flannel and cowboy boots. Ryder has no patience for anyone telling him how to raise his kid. Especially not a sharp-tongued teacher with city polish and eyes promising trouble. Their mutual dislike is second only to their explosive chemistry!

Nothing tastes sweeter than revenge… Ravenna never asked for her gifts, and certainly not for her parents to sacrifice themselves protecting her. As a half-fae with foresight, she has more power than most realize, even her well-meaning but doomed parents. She isn't some damsel in...

Not every "once upon a time" ends in a happily ever after. My fairytale, for instance, didn't come with a handsome Prince Charming, a night at the ball, or a magical pumpkin carriage. Instead, I got a bearded, bad-tempered king, a sex party for rich people, and a driver waiting to take me home...

For three years, Penelope ruled her fishing boat and restaurant with an iron will and a sharp tongue, keeping her five-man crew firmly in line—and at a distance. She's ignored the heat simmering between them, burying her desires under long hours and a no-nonsense attitude. But when a...

I thrive on order. Precision. Control. Organising Hart Law's staff event this year is a disruption I do not need. Especially if it means working closely with Sapphire Feelgood. Event organiser and sunshine in human form. She's bright, bubbly, and allergic to the word no. We clash instantly—her enthusiasm grates, her ideas overwhelm, and her smile… distracts far more than it should. I don't do chaos. Or temptation. But Sapphire is both and she knows just how to push my polished buttons and dismantle my boundaries… Eli Hart may be beautiful, but he's also the grumpiest man I've ever met.