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I'm not the hero in this story—I'm the monster who claimed what wasn't his to take. I was supposed to sell her to the highest bidder, a marriage that would seal alliances and strengthen her family's power. But seeing her bloodied and defiant changed everything. Her father and brother thought they could use her as a pawn. They didn't realize I was playing a different game entirely. I destroyed them all, leaving her seemingly free—only to chain her to me instead. She thinks she can escape, build a normal life away from the violence she was born into.

Eisa's life is one of pain and cruelty. Living in servitude, she grapples daily with an illness for which there is no cure and abuse at the hands of the man who has owned her since she was a child. When Arik, the silver-eyed second-in-command of the king's dragon-bonded warriors, makes her a deal she can't refuse, Eisa finds herself hurtling toward a destiny she never would have chosen.

Reunited with her crew, Vice is on the hunt for Drake's treasure. But there's a good reason it hasn't been seen in two hundred years—it's hidden by fiendish clues and deadly traps. To keep her crew—her family—safe, she can't afford a single misstep. That's easier said than done with a distraction like Knigh Blackwood around.

Her ring belongs to the most dangerous man in town... but her heart belongs to a mountain man who's ready to fight for her…

My momma died when I was young, and as for my dad… well, I'd be better off without him. But now that he owes the Bratva, they kidnap me and say I have to pay Daddy's debts with my freaking V-card. I don't have much hope left… not until I meet three of the highest bidders at my auction.

Elysia has spent her life thus far beneath the white clouds of the Dromin elves, protected from nightmares and the Nithrin elves that feed on them—until now. Her dreams have begun to twist into haunting scenes of ancient creatures, death . . . and a mysterious figure cloaked in light and shadow. Elysia suspects he's a Dromin elf breaking multiple laws to appear to her, and his whispered words and lingering touch ignite a spark between them that the gods themselves will soon fear.

The monster needs a sacrifice. And she's on the altar. When Stella wanders the forest alone one fateful night, she only seeks peace, relief, escape—a few stolen moments on a secret, ancient altar, at one with the moon above. Until she's accosted by a hulking, hideous, bloodthirsty orc. An orc who demands a sacrifice: not by his sword, but by Stella's complete surrender.

One hellish moment. One painful decision. And everything radically changed. Years later, I've adjusted to my new life as a P.I. when a long-bearded, red-headed guy walks into an alley. The same dark alley where I was having a talk with the armed men who were following me. The encounter is brief and bloody and ends with him winking at me as he drives away. My curiosity—and some tailing—brings us together again... or so I thought.

"On the other side of that door is the man you're going to marry." My father's chilling command sends a shiver down my spine. Suddenly, it clicks. The mysteriously gifted dress. The innocent-looking invitation. This isn't dinner. It's a wedding. My goddamn wedding. The doors swing open... And towering at the altar, all muscle, ink, and menace—Leon Natali. The monster I've cursed since I was old enough to know his name. He's older. Colder. Desperate for an heir. And I'm the gift-wrapped offering meant to seal a blood-soaked alliance.

The moment I laid eyes on Tildie—the most lucious curvy bartender in town—I knew she'd be mine. As President of Saint's Outlaws MC, I've built my reputation on protecting what belongs to me. And from the second I saw Tildie nervously tucking that strand of hair behind her ear, something primal inside me claimed her. She's got secrets. Demons that haunt her. And an ex who wants her back. Too f****ing bad.

Everyone knows Carmine "Cale" Connelly is the second in command to his terrifying uncle, head of the Amato crime family. A decade older and formerly my brother's best friend, Cale has always been a man to steer clear of. The fact that he's a towering monument of muscled sin and piercing eyes is irrelevant. Anyway, I haven't seen much of Cale in years. He's practically a stranger at this point. I had no reason to change that.

Where they rest for eternal life is where a favor is asked. The stone with the head is where you will be led. Be certain of the favor you ask; no second is offered. The debt will be collected when the favor is complete. A favor asked is a debt owed. My mom's marriage to Thomas Valerian was supposed to be our fresh start, but it was the opposite of that.

Jaxon Thorne doesn't believe in second chances. Not for someone like him. He screwed up too many times, burned too many bridges, and paid the price in prison. Now he's at Valor Ridge, a remote Montana ranch for broken veterans, trying to keep his head down and his past buried. His only plan is to train dogs, stay sober, and survive the silence. Then he meets her–the café owner with wary eyes and a kid who looks at Jax like he's a hero.

My best friend has disappeared. Growing up in foster care, she's the only family I've got, and the person who saved me on the worst day of my life. That day is the reason I completely panic when a man even touches me. But that doesn't matter now. It's my turn to save her. The last place she was seen? A Bratva King's whorehouse. Dimitri Ivanov is the stuff of nightmares and completely untouchable. Until he comes to the temp agency where I work. He's a single dad who needs a nanny. I beg, borrow, and steal to get the job. I don't care about the danger. This is my only chance to find Cadence.

Ophelia, the Calder family's untouchable princess, drove my sister to take her own life. Now I'm taking hers—and I'm going to make her my obedient little pet. All brothers must choose a Ward, and she'll be mine. Forever. She'll dance at the end of my leash while her father's spies report every humiliating detail back to him. And when he comes for me, the Brotherhood will wipe him off the map. A perfect plan. Except it isn't.

I've spent the better part of a decade trying to save the world. Twice a century, Mount Slate threatens to erupt, and for my entire life, the four families in charge haven't seemed to care about their impending doom. So it fell to me to try to fix things. To make peace. Me, a man whose greatest skill is pissing people off so much that they challenge me to a duel, and then killing them in that duel. Now the moment is here, and my clever stone is telling me that one man—a sweet, innocent, infuriating judgmental bastard—is the only one who's capable of saving the world.

They say mated dragonborns can hear each other. I never believed it. Not until I was trapped in an abandoned building, surrounded by flesh-eating monsters, terrified and alone. My body was failing, but my mind reached into the void, begging for someone to hear me. Then the door burst open. The man who came for me was the last person I ever expected—my enemy. Strong, fearless, and endlessly captivating, Tynan works for the people who imprisoned me, and I hate him even more because I can't stop staring whenever he shapeshifts.

I think I've made a terrible mistake… The auction was supposed to be simple—thirty days of my life for enough money to save my family. What did I get instead? Eva Novak. An arms dealer. A coldhearted criminal. The most dangerously beautiful woman I've ever seen. She steals me away to a castle that belongs to nightmares, where the villagers in the town below cross themselves when she passes by and whisper warnings about women she's made disappear. Eva's touch makes me forget I should fear her, but she doesn't just want my body.

I never wanted to take a life. Now, I have no choice. People say that showing mercy makes you strong, but I know otherwise. Mercy only brings pain. It shows that you're weak—that others can touch you without consequence. I've learned my lesson the hard way. Someone I once loved is threatening my men's lives and tearing mine apart. They think they can control me, but I'm not the same woman they remember. I gave mercy once. I won't make that mistake again.

She used to chase him. Watched from her window. Broke into his home. Pushed every limit until the cold, controlled man next door finally snapped—and shattered her heart. She thought it was over. That she could erase him, piece her pride back together, and move on. But he won't let her. Now he's the one watching. Obsessing. Hunting her the way she once hunted him. The stalked has become the stalker—and he's just as twisted.