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I was meant to live my life in silence, but with the help of my three men, I’ve been able to break free of my cage and fly. Though life is unbelievably quieter for us now in New York, there is still just one… soft… lingering lullaby faintly composing itself in the back of my mind.

The worst Adeline Reilly expected for her life were a few unholy ghosts haunting the hallways of Parsons Manor, not falling in love with her stalker and ending up in the clutches of a trafficking ring. Trapped in a house used to groom women for the elite, she faces the biggest fight of her life—survive the Culling and escape. But that’s not so easy when watchful eyes are determined to see her fail. However, Adeline may have an unlikely ally, who just might be the key to her getting out alive.

For Adeline Reilly, moving back to Seattle was supposed to be the perfect fresh start. With her flourishing career as an author, and the inheritance of her late grandmother’s gothic mansion, there is nothing to stand in her way. But Adeline isn’t alone in Parson’s Manor. It isn’t the angry souls haunting the hallways of her childhood home that Adeline fears–it’s the mysterious break-ins, roses appearing, and threatening messages that somehow sound more like eerie promises.

Welcome to the Lilydale Foundation Center… home of deadly secrets. After being framed for murder, I never thought I’d be back inside these walls again. And if I thought I’d be able to make a quiet return, I was dead wrong. My secrets have been spilled but little did I know it would be the catalyst. Monsters are creeping out of the darkness, eager for blood. Now, the biggest question remains—who are the true unhinged? Echoes is a why choose asylum secret society dark romance. It contains adult themes, sensitive topics, and is solely intended for mature audiences over 18.

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.

I thought I had it all. I’m beautiful, smart, and I know exactly how to get what I want. As a legacy of the most popular sorority on campus, I was thrilled to rush with my best friend, Blair. Then, I met Tyler. My one-night-stand who kept coming back for more. He’s charming and just so happens to be rushing the hottest fraternity on campus, Alpha Chi. I was happy. Until I wasn’t. I stumbled upon something I shouldn’t have, and now I’m paying the price.

Sometimes the wrong side could be the right side. My father never loved me. I was never good enough for him because I was different. My differences made me vulnerable to his cruelty, and a mistake I made brought a deeper level of hell into my life. When my curiosity got the better of me one night, it ended with me being forced out of the world I’d learned to exist in before I was thrust into another. This new world is darker and more dangerous. It’s filled with lies, deceit, and pain. I have rules I live by now because the wicked walk these halls.

When you've been told your whole life that something is sinful, you have two options. Avoid it like the plague, like it has the power to destroy all that is good and pure. Or become as fixated upon it as Eve was upon that apple. I'm sick of the push-pull of terror and temptation. It's tearing me apart. I just want a bite of the apple. More than a bite. I want to devour it. Have its juices spill from my lips. And by apple, I, of course, mean sex.

When Eve St. James married Alex McKay, she had her whole life ahead of her. They were the FBI's golden couple by day, but by night, Eve gave herself over to her husband's world of dominance and submission filled with pleasures she came to crave.

A routine mission Sean Taggart is hunting a deadly terrorist, and his only lead is the lovely Grace Hawthorne. She's the executive assistant for an employment agency Sean suspects is a front for illegal activities. To get the truth, he is going to have to get very close to Grace, a task he is all too eager to undertake when he discovers her deliciously submissive nature. turns into a dangerous seduction. Soon, Grace Hawthorne is living a double life. By day, she is the widowed mother of two college-aged sons.

After our humiliating defeat at Cyanide, Alastair left us shamed and shattered. We lost. But with our resources at a desperate low, new players making dangerous moves, and my brutes on the offense, I know I need to change the game. The last time I tried my hand, I made mistakes that nearly cost us everything—but I’m not the same hesitant little pawn I once was, and I’m not hiding behind my fear anymore.

This is my playground—a twisted game where pleasure and danger collide, and I’m not one to run from the spotlight. I accepted the invitation, knowing full well that I’d ignite the flames of Vane’s obsession, but I was ready to play my hand. “Did you think I would let you outshine me?” Vane taunts, a wicked grin lighting up his piercing green eyes. “Tonight, I’m going to prove to you who your master truly is.”

The worldwide phenomenon continues as Eva and Gideon face the demons of their pasts and accept the consequences of their obsessive desires.... From the moment I first met Gideon Cross, I recognized something in him that I needed. Something I couldn’t resist. I also saw the dangerous and damaged soul inside - so much like my own. I was drawn to it. I needed him as surely as I needed my heart to beat. No one knows how much he risked for me. How much I’d been threatened, or just how dark and desperate the shadow of our pasts would become.

It was an innocent mistake; she knocked on the wrong door. It was mine. If I were a better man, I would've just let her go. But I'm not. I'm a cruel bastard. I ruthlessly claimed her virtue for my own. It should've been enough but it wasn't. I needed more...I craved it. She became my obsession. Her sweetness and purity taunted my dark soul. The need to possess her nearly drove me mad. A Russian arms dealer had no business pursuing a naive librarian student. She didn't belong in my world. I would bring her only pain. But it was too late...she was mine and I was keeping her.

She calls me Hudson... But they know me as Pete. A simple man with a common name. They see the warm smile of their neighbor, not the cold eyes of a man who kills for the thrill of it and sleeps like a baby afterward.

Gideon Cross. Falling in love with him was the easiest thing I've ever done. It happened instantly. Completely. Irrevocably. Marrying him was a dream come true. Staying married to him is the fight of my life. Love transforms. Ours is both a refuge from the storm and the most violent of tempests. Two damaged souls entwined as one.

Luella infiltrated his world to destroy the man who took everything from her. But Colton Blackwood wasn’t supposed to be part of the plan—ruthless, unhinged, and just as damaged. He sees through her lies, breaks through her walls, and pulls her into a nightmare she can’t escape. Their hatred ignites a savage hunger. Their war leaves scars. There are no heroes here. Only monsters... and the girl who wanted to burn them all.

According to the FBI, I was considered a serial murderer after three kills. What do they call me after fifty-two? They call me the Silencer. One final bullet would have been all it took to stop me from taking another soul, and I would have been doing Meridian City a service by pulling that trigger. An angel crying for help stopped me, and that night, I took three lives for her. Then three turned into eight. Then eight turned into twenty. Twenty turned into twenty-one. Twenty one turned into twenty-three.

Halloween. My eighteenth birthday. The night my world shattered and reformed into something beautifully grotesque. I was supposed to be celebrating, lost in a whirlwind of candy and costumes. Instead, I found myself trapped in a nightmare—bound and blindfolded, at the mercy of a masked stranger. His touch ignited every dark fantasy I’d buried, but instead of fear, I craved more. Every moment blurred the line between pain and pleasure, terror and desire. And then, the mask fell—the revelation that turned my blood cold. It was Jared. My stepbrother.

I've made a career of being invisible. Until I met him. Alexei Ivanov. The "Ghost" of the dark web. Digital prince of the Ivanov crime empire. Brilliant. Volatile. Irresistible. Breaking into his systems was supposed to be revenge. Instead, I found an addiction. Each taunt deliberate—digital breadcrumbs leading him straight to me. He thinks he's hunting me, but I've been hunting him all along. As our game spills from screens into reality, the electricity between us becomes impossible to ignore. The line between predator and prey blurs with every encounter.