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In the heart of a grim and relentless quest for vengeance, Reaper is a man driven by the shadows of his tragic past. Ruthless, grimy, and irresistibly sexy, he is determined to destroy anyone who stands in his way. His heart, long hardened by pain and loss, knows only the cold embrace of revenge. Yet, amidst the chaos and carnage, a beacon of forbidden beauty captures his eye—Lotus. She is everything he never expected: stunning, untouchable, and trapped in a world as dark as his own. Their attraction is forbidden, a dangerous dance neither can resist.

I woke to the soothing sound of a peaceful serenade...except there’s nothing peaceful about being kidnapped after being sold to the Devils of Sin. This never should have happened, because I did everything right. I accepted the invitation, attended the masquerade in the depth of the forsaken forest, and danced with whomever requested. The longer one remains, the more debt is cleared from the family name, so I danced through the night. I survived to the final note—and let me emphasize the survive part—but I’m starting to realize where the real problem lies.

Oli is not happy with his lot in life as a thrall, a slave to the noble family he has served since birth. If he believed in the old gods, he would curse them to their faces that a thrall is the most he could ever be. Few even worship the gods anymore, yet Oli is tasked with tending to their altar at the foot of the oldest tree in the nearby wood—where he is happy to defile it whenever the noble family's son wants him on his knees. After his most recent tryst, however, he learns how real the gods are.

City of Fractured Souls, book two: If you’re banished to the shadowy realm within Ripthorn Mountain, you die. The mountain’s fractured magic seeps into the bones of humans, slowly draining the life from their bodies with every step they take. It has been a death sentence for as long as anyone in the kingdom of Nighthelm can remember. And now, it’s Sophia’s fate.

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.

It's been three months since my best friend Edie disappeared. The cops don't care, so if anyone's going to find her, it's me. Until I make the mistake of stopping at a roadside diner in southern Louisiana. Now, a seriously unhinged serial killer has me chained up in his crumbling old house in the middle of nowhere. He says he's not allowed to kill me. So what's he going to do to me instead?

I was manipulated by the Jester. I fell for the Fae Lord. But if we are to survive what is to come, then I am going to have to become The Harlequin. My name is Alana Leafborne, and my destiny hangs by a thread. Divided between light and shadow, I stand torn between a choice that will shape the fate of Luminael. The power within me grows stronger each day, a double-edged sword that could save our kingdom or destroy it. As Finn's army of transformed Shadowkind marches on the castle, our alliances threaten to shatter and loyalties are tested.

Guarding my lovely hostage has become my obsession. I protect Marisol from the vicious men in my brutal cartel, including myself. I've kept the promise I made to my boss on the night of her capture: No one touches her.

I'm pregnant. And the father has no clue. I pushed him away. I shut the door in his face. And while I thought it was only my broken heart he left behind, that wasn't the case. He left a child inside me. And I kept it. Now he's back, and it's time to face off with the only man I've ever wanted. But can he forgive me?

My worst nightmares have come to pass. Not only has my father found me, but I'm now locked away in an asylum. What bothers me more is that I don't know where I stand with the guys. After our brutal battle with a vengeful ghost, I wouldn't blame them if they don't want anything to do with me. As though my life wasn't already in shambles, my gifts have come to the attention of a real-life mad scientist. He wants to exploit my abilities for nefarious purposes, and he doesn't care if I live through his experiments as long as he gains what he wants.

A Guardian has staked his claim upon Mirror. Artos Null aims to take everything Zora has ever held dear, but mostly he wants what's inside her. The darkness. The void. The thing nuzzled against the back of her skull that pulses with power. It's a piece of him, and he wants it back, but Zora refuses to be his pet. She will never submit to his reign—even as Estal Kingdom burns, even as he chains her to a pit, even as the anchor bond between her and Cristen is stretched impossibly thin.

I hadn't intended to blurt out that we were dating… because we weren't. We barely knew each other. But I was out of options; my ex-boyfriend just wouldn't stop pestering me. Greyson happened to be there, and in a moment of desperation, I claimed we were together. Initially, I felt guilty for dragging him into this mess. But now? I'm relieved I did. Greyson turned out to be everything I needed, and this unexpected twist brought us closer in ways I never imagined.

Jack Masterson wanted to be a cop like his dad—what he got instead was kicked off the force for doing the right thing. Sometimes fate can be cruel. Now, Jack works a crappy job as a bank security guard. But when a bank robber unloads a shotgun in his face, Jack raises his hand…and stops time. In an instant, he’s gone from rent-a-cop to Time Knight. As the sixth son of a sixth son, Jack’s drawn the attention of a sultry succubus and a horny angel, and now he’s got both heaven and hell talking dirty in his ear. It’s high time for Jack to get laid and get paid.

I'm his captive … and I want him to keep me. I was only a child when everything changed. Too young to understand, too old to forget. Broken and damaged. I thought nothing good could ever happen to me, but 10 years later, something did. I met a man. He swept me off my feet and swooned me into his bed. Cole's touch was perfect. His lips were made of velvet obsession. They helped me forget the memories that burned me from the inside out. For the first time in forever, I was happy. Then he locked me inside his home. He told me it was for my safety. And it was so easy to believe him.

All Jimmy wants is a booster shot of DNA scrambler so he never has to find his one true soul mate. But life rarely goes the way you plan it. After dropping Xyla off on Blue Sand Beach for a little vacay with her sexbot girlfriends, the Big Dicker has to make an emergency landing on the demon-themed Mighty Minions Resort. Picture hordes of exasperated parents, sticky, crying kids, and a park AI that seems determined to suck every credit out of his Harem Station bank account. The only good thing about Mighty Minions from Jimmy's perspective—it's not the place you meet your soul mate.

She walked into the bar looking for a spark. He offered her fire. Baylynn Rhodes is done playing nice. She's burned out, bored, and hungry for something she can't name—until she locks eyes with a smooth-talking cowboy in a dusty Stetson and a gold grill that flashes like danger. Karderro...

He's a cage-fighting cowboy who never stopped loving his best friend, but all she's ever done is run. Romy Miller is a laid-off teacher who hasn't been home in twelve years. Not since she hooked up with her best guy friend and ran off to college. She has cut all ties to Willows, including her...

Dirty Bad Things contains all three standalone audiobooks in the dirty, filthy, and oh-so-sweet Dirty Bad Things series. Hard Core, book 1: Trust me, I’m no porn star. But when the Moretti crime family comes calling to collect on a debt I owe, they want it in trade. Pretty Dirty, book 2: Heard the one about the filthy rich mob lawyer and the cam girl with the broken past? Yeah, me neither. Rough Stuff, book 3: Fiery red hair, sweet curves that that melt me, and a sass that makes my blood run hot. I’m supposed to be Quinn’s bodyguard.

Captured by a monster, I was set free by a ruthless enforcer. Now, my worst nightmare is back, unrelenting in his pursuit—until my avenging protector roars back into my life. Invading my solace and sanctuary in a world that wants to tear me apart.

Max has finally made it to the stage. As he shoots for the stars, the last thing he expects is to fall into the arms of the most striking aliens he's ever seen. Moss has never been so charmed by a human before. A simple touch pulls them both into a passionate heat that can only be relieved in bed. But below all the lust and desire, there is a simmering bond that will bring them closer in more ways than one.