I think I always knew I was going to die young. Like I had this… silent, invisible clock ticking down to my final moments plastered above my head. Maybe that’s why I was so reckless, crazy. Why I sought after adventure. Why nothing scared me… Except, there was always this… feeling I couldn’t shake that something was in the darkest parts of every corner, under every bed, closet, or room, like a ghost watching me. Waiting to take me. My own, personal reaper. But it was always only during a lightning storm that I could see the outline of my reaper. No scythe.

She betrayed him, and now he wants revenge against the sister who became his forbidden obsession the second he laid eyes on her. After she sends him to prison for years, he’s free and ready to haunt her.

Welcome to Lionswood Prep, the world's most elite boarding school. Here, old money reigns supreme, and if you can't flaunt your weight in designer labels, you'd better get used to sitting alone. As a poor scholarship student, I know these rules better than anyone. I've perfected the art of pretending I don't envy my classmates' limitless wealth just as well as I've mastered blending into the background.

I wasn’t a good person. Even amnesia couldn’t erase the fact that deep inside, there was a darkness I couldn’t deny. Flashes of strangers—of violence—heighten a mystery impossible to unravel. The man I called my best friend landed an ax in my head trying to save himself. He says I’m dangerous. He may be right.

The Lost Apothecary meets Gothikana in this Victorian gothic romance of posion, passion, and dark secrets following a botanist who likes to poison unsavory men, but when her next target visits her apothecary, they discover their dark bond runs deeper than they imagined.

It’s complicated. Two years ago, he broke my heart when he left me to do his father’s bidding. After months of crying, I finally accepted he was gone and wasn’t going to look back. That maybe he’d never loved me at all. I never wanted to see Luca again. Now, a cruel twist of fate has signed me over to him in a heartless deal. I’m his. He thinks he did me a favor, but I feel like I’ve been given a death sentence. He doesn't want to get married because he still loves me. No, he did it for money. More power.

She's become my obsession. I hate her for it. I took her for another reason. But now? Now I don't think I'll let her go.

Lazzaro Rosetti just locked eyes with fresh prey: the virginal, high-school girl from a rival family. Me, Mia Bianchi. He’s screwed his way through half the city’s female population and he’s running wild—until his family finds a way to curb his behavior by forcing him to wed.

I love the dead—a passion for them if you will. There’s nothing like cutting, collecting, and storing parts of them in jars. Can you keep a secret for me? What I’m doing is immoral, but I’ve found someone special to love. If anyone were to find out… You know what? Let’s hope that never happens, because it’s Illegal!

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

Obsession was a five-letter word. Ten years in the making. And her name was Emily. But the real question was who was I? When my pretty little pet leaned forward, offered me a view of her cleavage, and tried to make a deal, I said why the hell not? Five days. Thirty minutes. She could ask me anything to her heart’s content. Anything but my name. She had to figure that one out on her own.

The hunt is what we all crave. Some of us are prey while others are predators. My name is Bree Walker. He calls me little mouse. His name is Mikhail Smirnov. The man without a face. People see him as nothing but a ruthless monster but in him I find salvation. You see I need the beast in him to feel, without it I am simply the walking dead. Let the hunt begin.

I've always been a tough North Shore girl. Fighting is in my blood, survival in my DNA. But two years ago, Caden King broke me, and he has proof of it. Now he wants to blackmail me into doing a job for him. The kind that puts my chance of escaping the North Shore at risk. The kind that means betraying my own crew.

Stone was my best friend. My protector. My everything. Until he wasn’t. Kids like us didn’t have the best life, riddled with trauma, bounced around in a system that didn’t want us and couldn’t handle us. In our darkest hours, we had each other. Until we didn’t. We tried to hold on to what little we had. Maneuvering the rough waters of our circumstance. Until I couldn’t.

I’d been stalking her for years. My little witch was always just out of reach. But tonight, I’d gotten her scent. She could run as fast and as far as she liked. It made no difference. I would find her. And when I did, I’d drag my little witch to The Underworld to be my bride. My queen. My goddess forever. I was powerless against his shadows, unable to do anything as the demon split the earth and The Realm of the Living fell away. He expected me to be terrified, but my life had already ended before he captured me.

I never meant to lie to my parents about my job—I only wanted to make them proud. So when Dad asks me to return to New York to manage the renovation of a townhouse he owns, I can't say no, even though I'm in way over my head. But the real challenge comes in the form of Kyle, the gruff and ruggedly-handsome foreman, eighteen years my senior and my father's best friend. We clash on everything, except for the chemistry that sizzles between us—chemistry he stubbornly denies.

Three steamy age gap mafia instalove romances full of spice and feels.

She is beautiful. I'm obsessed with her. I will light the world on fire before anyone takes her from me.

I love the dead—a passion for them if you will. There’s nothing like cutting, collecting, and storing parts of them in jars. Can you keep a secret for me? What I’m doing is immoral, but I’ve found someone special to love. If anyone were to find out… You know what? Let’s hope that never happens, because it’s Illegal!

When I started my first year of college, I had one goal in mind and it had nothing to do with school. I wanted to earn a spot on the U.S. National Water Polo Team. I never imagined that my new coach would be someone I looked up to. Someone whose entire career I meticulously followed... and someone I had a misguided crush on. The first moment I lock eyes with Fallon Harris is the moment everything changed. The Olympics weren’t the only thing on my mind anymore. He doesn't feel the same because everything that comes out of his mouth is anything but admiration.

For the Love of Layla is a dark psychological stalker romance…Her—How do you cope when you find out the person you entrusted your heart to is a monster? A wolf in sheep’s clothing. I did what I thought was the right, logical thing... I ran. Little did I know nothing was ever going to be that easy and he had no intention of letting me go. Him—The day she left she took a piece of me, hell she took everything I ever was and ever dreamt of being. I've always been a little...different. Inflicted with a chronic need to fixate on things.

After Evelyn’s father was brutally murdered with no justice, she takes it upon herself to take down those responsible. Just shy of her 18th birthday, she is recruited for a special ops team, where she is given the resources she needs to take down the monster who killed her father. With her trusted team of Badger, Arrow, Buddha , Zombie and Chief, who have all been affected by Ricci Enterprises, work together to find, to hunt down, and eliminate the Butcher. What she wasn’t expecting?

Creating our fantasy jars filled with love notes of our secret desires was a way to revive the monotonous routine that had become our marriage. But pulling that little piece of paper with my husband's most desired secret was a shock I wasn’t prepared for.

I abided by one rule, and one rule only... Show no mercy. Not to anyone. Not even my closest friends. So, when I was tasked with hunting Emma down and taking her life, it was just another day on the job. I couldn't have been more wrong. She's not like the others. She tangles with me without fear of the devil she might discover. Now, I find myself willing to challenge my darkest demons, or worse, unleash them—all for her. There's just one problem...I don't know if either of us will make it out alive.

This is what I have been training for. Finding my mate after months of practicing the art of wooing the human who is scientifically best suited for me. I am too old to feel this nervous about meeting her in person for the first time, but that won't stop me. Now when she wakes up, I just have to convince her we are meant to be. Will she still accept me after taking her away from Earth?

In retrospect, it might not have been the wisest idea to hand in my V-card to a hot librarian I picked up at my mother's cocktail party. In my defense, the man has a French accent, gray hair, and knows a lot about books. I was probably naïve to expect a call after that, but when he didn't, it hurt to accept he didn't feel that same connection I did. If that isn't a sign you need to make a change, I don't know what is. Too bad the change I get is six months in a remote French chateau, working as a nanny to an adorable little girl—who happens to be the daughter of the single dad I had sex with.

The Devil is real. And he's not a little red man with horns and a tail. He is beautiful—an enigma. What we are doing is sick, but no one else touches me like he does. I want to run from the darkness that consumes my soul, but in the dark, he's there. My fallen angel.

This collection contains The Marriage Diaries, Book 1, The Invitation, Book 2, and The Capture, Book 3.

When your life falls apart and grief consumes you, what better way to forget than to take a winter mountaineering course in the Scottish Highlands? That was my thought when I booked myself on to it. Now I’m regretting ever signing up. Getting paired up with a grumpy stranger who thinks I’m a foolish amateur is only the tip of the iceberg. When an avalanche hits, we get separated from the group and have to find another way down the mountain.

I grew up with hockey in my blood. Becoming the new social media manager for the Chicago Blizzards was my dream job. I thought I knew everything about the game, including how to guard my heart against the infamous charms of hockey players. I was wrong. First, there's Lukas, the forward whose flirtations could melt the ice he plays on. Then there's Ryan, the defenseman whose stoic exterior hides depths of loyalty. Alex, the skills coach, challenges me to see beyond the game, while Slade, our team captain, reveals a vulnerability that calls to me in a way I never anticipated.