ALLOY ABASALI

Though she is free of the palace, rescued from her position as a blood slave, Aria is haunted by the memories of her time spent within the fortress, tormented by memories of Braith, the prince that betrayed her and shattered her heart. Every day is a struggle to get through, and the only solace she is able to find is with Max, her best friend, and fellow captive.

The war has ended. Kazimir hopes to spend quiet time with Emily, but there are more enemies creeping within the shadows - new dangers that threaten the couple's happiness. Can the Lion and Mouse have their happy ending? Or are they destined to fight a battle that one of them may not survive?

From Harlem to Prague, Moscow to St. Petersburg, Kazimir and the Harlem Crew are ready to destroy all enemies in their path. But some foes hide well within the shadows, and not everyone that’s with them is a friend. In Part II of The Lion and the Mouse, there are hearts to protect, blood debts to repay, and several deadly games to end.

Dude, it was just one kiss. One kiss. But kissing in public isn't allowed in Jahwar. And now I've been compelled to give the King of Jahwar my hand in marriage. He's so cold. So polite. But not behind closed doors. "I'm very much going to enjoy breaking you," he says, just moments after we become temporary husband and wife. And now I'm about to find out the very, very hard way...

Holt Calson was born with an 11-figure spoon in his mouth to one of the wealthiest families in the world. The night we met, I only had 11 dollars in my purse, and it was all the money I had in the world. We were never supposed to meet, much less be together. But Holt didn't care. He just wanted me. What Calsons want, Calsons get. Several years after that fateful summer, I'm happy and thriving in a solid relationship with a good guy—until my billionaire ex, Holt Calson, shows up at the resort where I'm working as a Kids Club manager. I've moved on, but he definitely hasn't.

For years, I've kept his secret. When he called, I answered. When he needed, I gave. Then he went dark. I tracked him on Instagram - like his 16 million other followers. When being on the planet with him, separated by his secrets, felt like torture, I moved on. But Luke McDowell wouldn't let me go. He says he doesn't want me, but we both know that won't hold. By the end of our story, he'll have taken everything. The question is, what will he give?

You think you know me. That's the way I want it. Making you feel like we know each other - like we could go grab a beer sometime - is part of my job. Maybe the most vital part. It doesn't hurt that I'm easy on the eyes, single at 35, and born richer than sin. My aesthetic matters much more than it should, but all the better for my worthy cause. And it's a worthy cause. I've made an art out of making you feel good, and my influence makes you want to be good. Good like me. You think you know me, but you don't. Everyone has secrets. Mine could cost me everything.

How in the hell did I end up here - on a heavily wooded road in the middle of a racist county - all alone, with nothing but my twisted mind for protection? After convincing the August Knights Motorcycle Club to allow me to work off a debt my sister owed them, I found myself in the middle of madness and mayhem. I should've known that this was what life inside this dangerous club would be like, right?

Three dates with the monster. That's the price he's demanding for my freedom. With a growing secret inside my womb, I have no choice but to accept his deal. But can I tangle with the silent beast without losing myself again?

The opposite of love isn't hate. It's Victor. My boyfriend's back. But not like before. He used to be a mafia prince. Now he's a king. Dark, cruel, and commanding. My father destroyed him, and the payback price for that is 10 years of ownership.