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Warned as a girl to keep her kisses to herself, Greer Galloway wants nothing to do with kisses—or love. Twice she's ignored the childhood warning and kissed a man, and both times ended in gutting, miserable heartbreak. Now she's sworn off all romance forever, determined to teach her classes and do her research and live out the rest of her days alone.

I've given up a lot to pursue a career in professional wrestling, and I'm not going to have it all derailed by an uncouth ghoul with a huge chip on his shoulder, who decided he disliked me for no reason on his very first day at Goliaths. Vince Burke has been the thorn in my side for five long years, but things have taken a turn for the worse. Management is threatening to get involved. I refuse to let Burke take the life I've worked so hard to build from me, so I try to be on my best behaviour at work, but something about him just gets to me. He consumes my thoughts. I can't stand him.

I’m a monster DNA experiment and she’s everything my beasts want. I escape the hell that tortured me for months. I’m turned into something so dangerous and brutal; I don’t recognize myself. And when I feel a pull in my chest, I follow it not understanding why. I see her and possession takes over. Her beauty is addiction. And her smell? God…her scent….mmm… It drives me insane.

They are ours to do with as we please. Those are our direct orders: to make her, them, ours. And by the time we're done with them, they'll do anything and everything we ask. In twenty-four hours, Delilah's life took an unexpected turn. When she and her best friend Cora decided to have a night of fun with four hot masked men, they never expected what would come next. Now? The two women wake to everyone's worst nightmare. They're being held captive by the very men they met the night before.

I used to think surviving the worst was the hard part. But no one talks about what comes after. Learning to trust. To breathe without flinching. To be held without expecting to break. My Alphas saved me. Claimed me. Wrapped me in the kind of love I never believed I'd have. Every day, I wake tangled in their arms with their scents on my skin and their bonds wrapped tight around my soul. And for the first time in years, I feel safe. Whole. Even happy.

Seraphine Winters had a normal life, one she misses when she's kidnapped and taken to an island in the middle of nowhere. Forced to attend Quarrierton Academy, a castle full of immortal beings, the only way she can leave is if she passes all her classes. But as a human, she's hated just for breathing, with no way to fit in around magic and powers she never knew existed.

I had a stalker. Three of them, actually. They'd been watching me from the shadows for years. And when the time was right, they seduced me with lies. Lured me into thinking they were good men. They aren't. Good men wouldn't have blackmailed me into being their captive. But they have, and they'll do anything to get revenge against my family, even if it destroys me. What they don't realize is that I know the truth. They're obsessed with me. Want to claim me. Own me—body and soul. Most of all, I see them. Damien's cruelty, Rome's anger, the pain behind Liam's scars…they call to me.

How do you go from blind date to shotgun wedding in a single afternoon? You catch the eye of a man like Maximo Leonotti, that's how. It's not like he had to force me. I was hooked on the stormy-eyed stranger from the moment we met… right up until I felt the pinch in my arm.

The path to self-acceptance has always felt like an uphill battle for me. It's hard not to feel that way when the most important people in my life decided long ago they can't accept me as I am, that they don't want a gay son, a feminine son, a boy who likes pretty things. Caring for myself from a young age has come with a lot of hardships, but finding myself bruised, homeless, and sleeping in my car just about tops the list. Fortunately, the person I least expect offers to take me in and share his home with me.

Callum Walker kills people for a living. Although he doesn't get a say in who his boss puts on his list, he likes to hunt people who hurt children in his spare time. After a misunderstanding that leads Callum to believe Ryan Fairview—a local funeral director—is responsible for hurting one of the neighbourhood children, he finds his next target. However, Ryan isn't like other morticians. He can see dead people. So, when Callum breaks into Fairview Funerals ready to kill him, Ryan is shocked to find that his would-be murderer is haunted by all the people he's killed.

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He's excruciatingly handsome, and well, fine as hell. He's also my captor. He won't take his eyes off me. He won't let me go. All I can do is hope he'll let me live.

Are you prepared to participate in the decadence experience? Where your inhibitions must be left at the gates. The rules are simple: you SUBMIT to the challenges in five rooms. Only the surviving contestant shall win a golden ticket to lead them to the Master of Inferno. Be warned, one must be prepared to step into hell to explore both their desires and nightmares. Good luck and may all your erotic dreams come true.

His name is Embry Moore, and he serves at the pleasure of the President of the United States…for now. Embry has been many things. He's been a son and a stepbrother. An army captain and a vice president. But only with Ash is he a prince. Only with Ash and Greer does his world make sense. Only between them, his king and queen, can he find peace from the demons that haunt him and the battles he's fought inside himself.

His name is Maxen Ashley Colchester, and he swore a duty to his country. Then, he swore his heart to them. They say that every tragic hero has a fatal flaw, a secret sin, a tiny extra stitch sewn into his future since birth. And here Ash is, President of the United States, a king who was foolish enough to build his kingdom on the bones of the past. His sins are no longer secret. His flaws have never been more fatal. And he's never been closer to tragedy than he is now.

Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.

Diamonds are a girl's best friend, or that's what they say. That's why I love my job as an escort with Monstrous Deals. When the billionaire property mogul who's just opened a new casino in Heartstone tracks me down and demands to be my next client, I'm thrilled. He is far more handsome than my regular clients and dangerously charming. The catch: Erserro is an ancient, deadly basilisk who can kill with a single look.

Tall, powerful, and lethally gorgeous, Drazen Krylov is the ruthless boogeyman the Bratva world fears. He's also the masked man from the app whom I unknowingly shared my darkest, most depraved urges with. Now, the fantasy has become a nightmare. Drazen says I did terrible, unforgivable things. He says I owe a debt, and I'll pay the price by pretending to be his dead wife. I look just like her. The thing is, I might be her…

When I find myself snowed in and alone while I'm supposed to be on a girls' trip in the mountains, there's a knock on the door I don't expect. I open it to find three sexy strangers who are about to turn my whole world upside down. Realization that we're scent matches has them feral and determined. That's how I found myself thrown over one of their shoulders and swept away to their cabin.

I've lived a carefully cultivated life on a quiet suburban cul-de-sac. My anonymity and meticulous routine are all by design. No one knows of the monster that lurks inside me, this insatiable urge to commit murder, that thrives just beneath my pastel sweater vests and buttoned-up demeanor. No one, that is, until my tiny menace of a neighbor comes along and ruins everything.