It’s been six years since my last confession. Once, I was an innocent. My life was a rose-colored dream with four best friends by my side: Eternity, Heath, Angel, and Saint—my big brother and my hero. When Eternity was murdered, everything changed. My family put me in hiding to protect me. But no one can hide forever. Now I’m back, attending a tiny Catholic college and attempting to move on with my life with the help of the sinfully tempting priest, Father Salvatore. I never expected to find Heath, Angel, and Saint roaming the halls of Thorncrown University, thirsting for vengeance.

I used to have it all. Football made me popular. Money made me desirable. My name made me a king. Girls tried to tame me, but I valued my freedom too much to be tied down. Until I lost it all.

They say you can never go back… ‘Course, I never wanted to return. It took me years to age out. Once I made it, I took off and never turned around. Trust me, there were only three reasons I managed to survive there as long as I did and they abandoned me as soon as they were able. I’d like to say I didn’t blame them, but that would be a lie. I had zero desire to return. Yet here I was, on the road to Northland chasing a story cause my editor told me kids were disappearing… again.

As the second youngest Ravage brother, I’ve spent my entire adult life rectifying our tainted family name and keeping my urges behind closed doors. Until my best friend’s little sister shows up at The Hunt ready to play, and I lose control. I tell myself it’s just a taste. Except, with her, I should’ve known a single taste wouldn’t be enough. And then the good girl I’ve known most of my life drops to her knees. For me. From that moment on, I knew she would only ever be one thing. Mine.

My name is Harper Apple, and people say I’m rotten to the core. When my shot comes in the form of a scholarship to Willow Heights Prep, you can bet your ass I take it. If getting out of this hellhole town means spending my last two years of high school at an elite academy full of rich, entitled pricks, then bring it on.

It’ll be easy, my father said. When we move to a small town in the south, we’ll own it, my brothers said. After all, my family is rich as sin and used to getting whatever they want. How hard could it be? Except, when we arrive in Faulkner, someone already owns this town. The Darling family. They are every bit as wealthy as we are, and they’re not happy with our new money moving in.

A little white lie never hurt anyone . . . or so I thought. One fake date and we’d go our separate ways, at least that’s how hockey’s hottest golden boy—Nixon Sinclair—convinced me this would work. But it turns out, Nix had other plans. Now I’m sneaking around with my brother’s teammate, refusing to admit he’s everything I want but never knew I needed.

The Lords own me, and they are never going to let me go. At least, that’s what they tell me. Lord Alaric Cross. Lord Gideon St. Claire. Lord Sterling Beauchamp. Lord Theodore Wolf. Four brooding men who make my worst nightmares seem tame. To the public, they are titled aristocrats with royal lineage. In secret, they make up the Lords of Darkness—an ancient order that rules the underbelly of England with a lethal, iron fist, leaving skeletons in their wake. And as fate would have it, my father was the fifth Lord of Darkness. His sudden death means I am now a Lady of Darkness.

Selling my virginity wasn't how I saw my first week of college going. But after my parents cut me off, an offer from a gorgeous rich stranger doesn't sound so bad. It's only twenty-four hours and I'll never have to see him again. Wrong. Much to my horror, the stranger is Oliver Godfrey, the captain of my fencing team. As if that isn't bad enough, his parents own half the city. There is no escape from him or the way he makes me feel.

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.

Raylee Lexington Adams is my stepsister and the one woman in the world who can make my blood boil. She’s vindictive, a lot of crazy, and absolutely stunning. I hate everything about her except for when she’s on her knees begging me to use her as my own personal toy. We’ve been playing a game of cat and mouse for far too long. We have used each other for our own sick pleasure.

In one moment, my freedom is snatched away when my father tells me I have to marry a man I’ve never met. I expect an 80-year-old retired boss who craves my virgin flesh in payment for his service. Bright side—in a few years, he’ll be gone, and I’ll be free again. I’m not prepared for the dangerously gorgeous soldier my father presents. Like anything that looks too good to be true, so is my new husband. He’s cold, cruel, and worst of all, young. Suddenly, marriage is a life sentence. That is, if I don’t show him from day one that no one controls Eliza Pomponio.

Posy. When I fell for Dario Volpe, I thought he was Prince Charming, and I was the luckiest girl alive. Then he saw something I never wanted anyone to see. This isn’t a breakup; it’s a warning shot, and if I want to get out of this bad romance alive, I have to run and never look back. Dario. I’m the man behind the curtain, the power behind the throne. I could have killed her, and no one would have blinked an eye. I made a mistake, running her off, but now I get to play one of my favorite games. Posy can run, but she isn’t made to be free. She’s made for me.

He once swore he’d marry me—but now he’s desperate for my ruin. Caleb Asher has everything he could ever want. He’s rich, hotter than sin, captain of the hockey team and king of the school. My return to Emery-Rose Elite derails him. I am the walking reminder of everything that went wrong in his childhood and mine. While I long to be invisible, to slip through school unnoticed, he forced the opposite. He wants my fear, my fight, my pain, all out in the open.

Her father promised me life on the legal side if I saved his only daughter. I was her last hope. Something about this rich, spoiled princess captured me from the moment I laid my eyes on her. This green-eyed beauty made me want things I never had. She was untouchable. If I were decent, I’d keep my distance. But God knew I was the worst kind of sinner. She shouldn’t have wanted my touch. Now she was mine.

I used to have it all. Football made me popular. Money made me desirable. My name made me a king. Girls tried to tame me, but I valued my freedom too much to be tied down. Until I lost it all.

My name is Harper Apple, and people say I’m rotten to the core. When my shot comes in the form of a scholarship to Willow Heights Prep, you can bet your ass I take it. If getting out of this hellhole town means spending my last two years of high school at an elite academy full of rich, entitled pricks, then bring it on.

By day, Lena Morrison is an ambitious grant writer. By night, she’s an escort to some of Chicago’s most successful men. Sex isn’t on the menu—Lena’s job is to provide her elite clients with companionship and sparkling conversation. She enjoys the extra income, but even more, she loves the empowering feeling of being admired for her beauty and her brains. When billionaire Roderick Brand hires Lena as his date for a private party, their electric attraction leads to the most erotic night of her life. As incredible as the experience is, she vows not to mix work and pleasure again.

In one moment, my freedom is snatched away when my father tells me I have to marry a man I’ve never met. I expect an 80-year-old retired boss who craves my virgin flesh in payment for his service. Bright side—in a few years, he’ll be gone, and I’ll be free again. I’m not prepared for the dangerously gorgeous soldier my father presents. Like anything that looks too good to be true, so is my new husband. He’s cold, cruel, and worst of all, young. Suddenly, marriage is a life sentence. That is, if I don’t show him from day one that no one controls Eliza Pomponio.

I was the girl who ran from nightmares until Fordhurst promised me a dream. All my life, I’ve been a pawn. A bargaining chip for my family, a trophy for my fiancé. I’m not a person to them, just an asset to own and control. So when I gather the courage to flee on my wedding day, I run hard and fast, hiding in a string of small towns, hoping each one will be my last. Always running, always hiding, never seen, until Fordhurst. Until Dante. He’s a priest with a past shrouded in shadows, an enigma inked with secrets. He watches me with a gaze so raw, it’s unholy.

Hughes Farm was the largest racing-horse establishment in the South. The family that owned it was known to be wealthy, powerful, arrogant, and terrifying. My first encounter with them didn’t prepare me for all that was to come. I don’t think anything truly could have. Growing up with only my father and brother hadn’t been easy, but we’d had each other. Losing them was the hardest thing I’d ever faced. It had made the times we went without food, electricity, or even shelter seem insignificant in comparison.

It’ll be easy, my father said. When we move to a small town in the south, we’ll own it, my brothers said. After all, my family is rich as sin and used to getting whatever they want. How hard could it be? Except, when we arrive in Faulkner, someone already owns this town. The Darling family. They are every bit as wealthy as we are, and they’re not happy with our new money moving in.

The only thing I want is to fix my car and get the hell away from Little Hope, where I got stuck thanks to a popped tire and ‘helpful’ locals. Unfortunately, fate - apparently - has other plans for me. That’s how I find myself at Alex’s doorstep. A local ex-navy recluse, Alex is rude, obnoxious, and scorching as hell with his grumpiness and f-off attitude. I just want to run from this little town and from this growly man people constantly warn me about. But why does he suddenly feel like home?

I have a plan - keep my head down, stay out of the way, and graduate. If I stick to it, I can escape and finally be free of my father's suffocating grip on my life. My plan does not include four stubborn, rich hot guys that just happen to run Harvard Academy. Brent, Cole, Tristan, and Axel are the top of the food chain. All the boys want to be them, and the girls want to be with them - except me. The thing about spoiled rich boys...they'll do anything to get what they want.

Desire awakens, darkness unfolds, and Jane Powlett's journey into forbidden passion will change her forever. In the fog-laden town of Stormtide, Massachusetts, Jane Powlett is a woman torn between societal expectations and a longing she can neither name nor resist. But on the eve of her awakening, she encounters forces that stir her deepest desires and darkest fears. As whispers of magic and corruption seep into her family home, Jane is drawn to Isla, her mysterious maid, and Marcus Vale, the enigmatic coachman who harbors secrets as deep as the shadows that plague the town. Guided by her ...

The Irish Mafia used the Four Art Gallery to launder money. What's good enough for the mob was good enough for us. My organization has sworn to take down the criminal underground. The Greens reigned supreme over my beloved city, and it was time to burn them down. My job is to launder money for our operations, and gather intel. I was never supposed to be noticed. But then I marveled at a painting on the wall... a painting made by a true artist. A master of his craft. It made me gasp, "Who did this?"

He could have been my hero. He saved my life that night, a beautiful dark angel slicing through my fear and the water, dragging me from its deadly clutches. He should have been my hero. I thought maybe he was.

Rosaleigh caught my eyes from the beginning, but I didn't make my move. She was too young. Unfortunately, my best friend didn't have the same morals. It killed me, watching from a distance as he disrespected the woman who was always meant to be mine. When she finally discovers the truth about him, all bets are off. I'm done holding back. I make my move, ready to prove she has a real man now—one who will have her back and give her the life she deserves. I won't let anything stop me. She's not getting away again. I'm going to make her mine.

My boss, Mr. Chen... sucks. He’s the biggest grinch that’s ever plagued the earth, and not even his pretty face or his Black card can make up for his crap personality. I can write a book about all the ways I hate him and his alluring dominance that somehow attracts everyone, including me. But instead, I’ll settle for being a pain and continuing to defy him in any way possible while still keeping my job.

I was taken, kidnapped by traffickers, and sold like cattle at a market. All for a magic that runs deep through my family's bloodline. Now Lord Eldrion claims me as his own. Cold and cruel he parades me around as a Lady of not only the citadel but his lands, all while refusing to look me in the eyes when he addresses me. This life is worse than death, where others would embrace the luxury I see it as nothing more than a gilded cage. But there is one person who sees me, who dares to defy Lord Eldrion. He too is a prisoner here, trained and forced to entertain visitors at the citadel.