Semyon Kopolov. Gorgeous and formidable. My childhood crush and brother’s best friend. They call him the Ice King—cold, ruthless, unforgiving. He’s the reason my mother’s dead. Now he’s my husband. Once he was my protector. The boy who carried me when I fell and swore to shield me from monsters. Until he became one.

I'm the sole witness to a mafia murder. The head mobster warns me to be silent. Piercing blue eyes, god-like body, sexy lips. I didn't listen, and now he wants to punish me. He takes me captive, threatening... to play naughty, filthy games with my virgin body. Dark, dangerous games to fill me with shame.

It was a one-night stand with a bratva boss. I never expected to end up pregnant. Or run into him again three years later at my friend’s wedding. He knows I’m hiding something, but he has no idea that 'something' is his son. Before he can question me, the wedding is ambushed. He forces me to go with him so he can keep me safe. I need to escape so I can get home to my son. Whatever happens, I can’t let him find out about Sasha.

My entire life changed when he walked into my father’s café in Tuscany…Il Mostro. The monster. The devilishly handsome mafia don Dario Rosolini. He and his brothers run this region… and they take everything they want. Including me. Although Dario has made clear that I am his and ONLY his. But I’ll fight back, no matter how hard it is. Not just because I’m afraid of him (although I am)… But because, deep down, I WANT him… And I know that giving in to him will ruin me forever.

They did more than just take me. They shared me. When I lost a bet to three burly oil rig roughnecks, having my bare ass blistered with one of their belts while my wrists were bound with another was just the start of the evening. By the time they were done, I was screaming through every savage climax as they ravaged me thoroughly. I didn't expect to see them again, but then I learned there are things much more shameful than being left with the seed of three infuriatingly sexy brutes still dripping from my well-used body.

Eighteen years old, a Bratva princess, and Lev Melnikov's daughter. That should be enough to keep me away, but the second I see Natalya all grown up, I know she's mine. I try to fight what I feel for her, but my principessa is determined to bring me to my knees, and she's willing to do whatever it takes to get me there.

Tearing off the gilded veneer of elite privilege exposes the sordid scandals, dark secrets, and taboo desires of New York's jaded high society in this dark romance series from best friends and USAT bestselling authors Zoe Blake and Alta Hensley, writing under their new pen name, Blake Hensley.

My new neighbor happens to be the grumpiest billionaire in Whispers, but his gravelly voice and golden brown eyes make this city girl weak at the knees. When my life imploded and I lost my job and my fiancé in a matter of weeks, I didn’t know what my next step should be. Then I received an inheritance that would change my life forever. Moving to a small town and renovating the old farmhouse was a step in the right direction. But bickering with my startling good looking, yet much older neighbor was not part of my plan.

I wake up chained to the bed of a stranger. He says I’m his wife. I have nothing—no money. No friends. No escape. He’s everything I never imagined: ruthless, calculating, feared. A beautiful monster with a face like a god’s, cold and untouchable. A mafia kingpin whose wealth could buy empires and whose power makes the world tremble. My captor. My husband.

Abby Westwood barely escaped an attack at her apartment, and now she’s on the run. Her only refuge? Misty Mountain, a remote and wild place tied to secrets of her brother’s death. Desperate for answers, she seeks out one man who might hold them, Travis Holt. Once a Navy SEAL, now a recluse hidden deep in the Rockies, Travis has spent years burying his demons beneath the snow-covered silence of Misty Mountain. But when Abby arrives, his world fractures. She’s the sister of the man he swore to protect. And she’s being hunted.

When he invited me to join him for a drink, I thought Alessandro was an ordinary guest at my family's hotel. I didn't know I belonged to him until he told me right there in the restaurant. I thought I had a say in the matter. But when I stood up to leave, it just earned me a sore bottom for the plane ride to New York, where our wedding was already planned for the next day. But I was soaking wet for him before he even walked me down the aisle.

You want to know the secret to everlasting happiness? Never fall in love. That was the wisdom my father imparted to us James boys after our mom died, and it’s a piece of advice that’s served me well. Until dear old Dad asks me for a favor over Sunday brunch. No big deal, right? I love making my old man happy. Except this “favor” is a lot more complicated than picking up his dry cleaning. Dad wants me to marry and provide a few heirs for the James empire, and he’s even done me the courtesy of handpicking my bride-to-be. Lucky me.

Seven years ago, Hadleigh Castille fell into my bed and never left my heart. Then she disappeared and my hunger for vengeance was born. My body wasn’t the same after that night. She left for war, but I lived a daily life of blood and violence for the Irish Mob. Now, I’ve risen to power in my own right, but to keep my crown I must align with the enemy. When he presents his sister to me as a bride, my heart takes a tumble. The woman I knew, the siren I never got over isn’t Hadleigh Castille, Navy Lieutenant. She’s the missing Greek Princess, Ava Zervas.

I'm a pawn in a twisted game of revenge. Viper slithered in, all dark eyes and dangerous promises. His touch leaves an impression deeper than his ring on my finger—it's a vow all its own. As I plot for my freedom, Antonio's ruthless allure is coiling around me, stealing my breath away. I feel his fangs thrust inside me and I want to say 'I do' forever. But my loyalty isn't so easily given.

When Roxie Albright’s world collapses under the weight of her late husband’s debts and vengeful in-laws, she escapes to San Antonio determined to start over. By day, she teaches pole fitness in a rundown studio; by night, she slings drinks at The Iron Spur, a lifestyle club. She hides behind the bar while quietly dreaming of writing the romance novel that might just change her life.

When he invited me to join him for a drink, I thought Alessandro was an ordinary guest at my family's hotel. I didn't know I belonged to him until he told me right there in the restaurant. I thought I had a say in the matter. But when I stood up to leave, it just earned me a sore bottom for the plane ride to New York, where our wedding was already planned for the next day. But I was soaking wet for him before he even walked me down the aisle.

I'm the sole witness to a mafia murder. The head mobster warns me to be silent. Piercing blue eyes, god-like body, sexy lips. I didn't listen, and now he wants to punish me. He takes me captive, threatening... to play naughty, filthy games with my virgin body. Dark, dangerous games to fill me with shame.

I accidentally sent my nudes to my boss. And a video too as I'm flicking my bean and um... "thinking" about him. And now, I'm pregnant with his baby. It's all my ex's fault. I was just desperately trying to revive our dying love life. So, I took some photos of myself, hit the wrong button, and the whole thing turned into a disaster. My ex broke up with me and my nudes ended up on my boss' computer. As for Maron Korolev, he's more than just my boss. He's tall, handsome, dark, and hard... in all the right places. And he's been my darkest fantasy ever since he hired me.

Andrei Barinov is the heir of the Barinov Bratva—a prince with the world at his fingertips. I was working as a wedding photographer, trying to forget my cheating ex-fiancé when my path crossed with his. He offered me a chance to escape, throw caution to the wind, and forget my troubles. I never got a chance to tell him my answer when the bullets started flying. He saved me that day, and I thought I'd never see him again. Until I find him standing in my kitchen. He's making the same offer to me again. But this time, he's not giving me a choice.

To Kate, James is the one man who would never betray her—until the day she learns he already has. James knows he’s made the worst mistake of his life—throwing away the love of his soulmate for a fleeting moment of emptiness. Consumed by self-loathing and desperate for forgiveness, he’s willing to grovel, sacrifice, and rebuild himself if it means earning a second chance with Kate.

I know better than to get involved with celebrities. Especially a Rock God like Sebastian Kane. A man who knows how to make the ladies scream, as evidenced by the leak of his recent sex tape. Which leads to my problem . . . I'm the girl in the video with him. Grief will make you do crazy things. After all, I'm the smart girl, the good girl, not the rebel. But now I'm face to face with the one man I was never supposed to see again. A man with a gorgeous dark smile and even darker secrets.

Semyon Kopolov. Gorgeous and formidable. My childhood crush and brother’s best friend. They call him the Ice King—cold, ruthless, unforgiving. He’s the reason my mother’s dead. Now he’s my husband. Once he was my protector. The boy who carried me when I fell and swore to shield me from monsters. Until he became one.

Life has a sick sense of humor. One minute, I'm arguing with my mobster ex while dripping wet in nothing but a towel. The next, he's dead on the floor, and I'm naked, vulnerable, and at the sole mercy of the most dangerous man in New York City. I've heard the rumors that all the mafia families bow to Creed Ferraro, but I never expected him to drag me into their world. Creed blames me for his brother's death, and now, I'm also a witness to his violent crime. I know the rules. In the mafia, witnesses and enemies don't get to live.

They did more than just take me. They shared me. When I lost a bet to three burly oil rig roughnecks, having my bare ass blistered with one of their belts while my wrists were bound with another was just the start of the evening. By the time they were done, I was screaming through every savage climax as they ravaged me thoroughly. I didn't expect to see them again, but then I learned there are things much more shameful than being left with the seed of three infuriatingly sexy brutes still dripping from my well-used body.

Capo to the Luciano Famiglia was my birthright. The cruelty needed to succeed in this life has been beaten into me since I was a young boy. My father, Vincent Luciano, taught by example and with the slap of his hand. My independent streak took me down paths my father would never have gone. With our enemies gaining strength, it is my idea to attempt an alliance with an unlikely bedfellow. The Roríguez Cartel and the Luciano Famiglia are improbable partners, yet even Vincent Luciano can’t deny the possible benefits. The only way to solidify the deal is for me to marry Catalina Ruiz.

Getting Skylar to give me a second chance isn't going to be easy. Good thing I play to win. But what if our past isn't the only thing standing in the way? Second Chance Player kicks off a brand new series from bestselling author R.C. Stephens. Get ready for an adorable five-year-old boy, a hockey player with a broken heart, and a strong heroine who has learned to beat the odds. There is no cheating and a guaranteed HEA because they are soul mates.

Caroline isn't a Scrooge, but the weeks leading to Christmas are not her favorite. The personal shopping department where she works is insanely busy and the clients have crazy requests. Plus, this is her first holiday being single after a bad breakup. When her last appointment of the day is a gorgeous, blue-skinned alien, she isn't too surprised. After all, everyone knows that aliens are real since a species of interstellar warriors revealed themselves and the fact that they'd been defending Earth for decades.

Bachelor and self-professed adrenaline junkie Quinten Cohen has no interest in hugging trees or driving hybrid cars. He's accustomed to the finer things in life, the best that money can buy. That is… until he nearly runs over Addy Brecken while she's basking in the sun in the middle of the street.

The boy who once made my life a living hell is now the only way to save my family from living on the streets. I wish he’d just stayed wherever he’s been for the past four years. That is, blissfully out of my life and nowhere near our little country town. But in my weakest moment, he arrived like some knight in shining armour. One I never wanted or asked for. I should have run him down with my wheelchair. But I didn’t. I got in his car. And now I have to see his beautiful damn face every damn day.

My entire life changed when he walked into my father’s café in Tuscany…Il Mostro. The monster. The devilishly handsome mafia don Dario Rosolini. He and his brothers run this region… and they take everything they want. Including me. Although Dario has made clear that I am his and ONLY his. But I’ll fight back, no matter how hard it is. Not just because I’m afraid of him (although I am)… But because, deep down, I WANT him… And I know that giving in to him will ruin me forever.