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I'm trapped in a forgotten nightmare with the monster I most fear. The key to my freedom lies behind a wall of memories. Xero's specter invades my mind, whispering both vengeance and salvation. He insists he's real, yet I can't trust my shattered psyche. But as my tormentors draw close, I must rely on the phantom I betrayed for protection—and for revenge.

She's been falling for him for years from a distance. Kodie Rivers. Hockey god. Single dad. And thanks to my father—his coach—he's completely off-limits. But that only makes him more irresistible. I know better than to think there's a future with a man like him. His priorities are clear: his daughter and his career. No room for complications. No space for me. But after years of watching him from the sidelines, I'm done just looking. I want one night. One little taste to quiet the wild fantasies about the man I can't have.

Christmas Eve. She walks into a bar. He sits beside her. No names. Just heat. When he says he's the scariest one here, she only wants him more. Morgan simply needs to escape her family and disappear into a stiff drink for the night. Then a sexy silver fox offers the kind of distraction she should refuse, but going home sounds like torture—and not the sexy kind. A filthy age gap, dark romance Christmas novella, Krampus Kruk unwraps what happens when you go home with a stranger—and discover he's no Santa, but the devil of Christmas himself.

Alira, a devoted demigod knight, has found herself trapped in the throes of a brutal curse—a time loop in which the demon kingdom's Blood Knight kills her every time. She is haunted by the attack she led on the innocent village of Thornhall, and her guilt consumes her from the inside out. After the twentieth time loop, she has finally had enough. Something has to change, lest she die at the Blood Knight's hand for the rest of time. A choice she hopes she won't regret—one to end the war between demigods and demons. 

Good girl. I am good. I’m good at my job, running my company, and making a filthy amount of money. But when a tattooed, dark-haired stranger a decade younger than me whispers Good Girl in my ear—I don’t want to be good anymore. Behind closed doors, Salt shows me things I’ve never experienced. He holds me captive with his burning touch and fevered demands of submission. He brings me to my knees and makes me yearn to stay there forever, even as the clock ticks… Everyone says what we’re doing is sinful. That a woman like me shouldn’t have desires like this.

Denver Layne. A brooding, ex-special forces, six foot something wall of muscle who acts like having fun is a federal offense. He says he’s here to protect me. I say he’s here to ruin my life. The giant brute barely speaks, unless it’s to bark reminders about his sacred duty to keep me safe. And he watches every man who comes near me like he’s plotting their slow and painful demise.

I see dead people, and not just the men I murdered. I'm in danger of being committed because I can’t tell what’s real from my hallucinations. Everyone thinks I’m crazy when the serial killer I jilted starts haunting my house. He assassinates any man who shows me interest, leaving their body parts under my pillow. During the day, his gaslighting destroys my peace of mind. But at night, he invades my nightmares and makes me crave the depravity.

I'm not sure what’s real anymore. One minute, I’m living a perfectly mundane, comfortable life, and the next, I’m being married off to a man I’ve never met in a quickie ceremony, then whisked away to live in his creepy old mansion on a secluded estate. My new husband is dangerous and unpredictable. Sometimes he’s calm, and sometimes he’s chaos. It’s like his personality is fractured in two halves; I never know which side of him I’m going to get, and the constant looking over my shoulder is starting to take its toll.

It was supposed to be a one-night stand; a completely anonymous hookup with no strings attached. When that same girl shows up for recruit training and my best friend introduces her as his little sister, however, things get... complicated. Because even though I agreed to a one-night stand, I can’t get Quinn Jacobsen out of my head. It isn’t long before the two of us start sneaking around, and the deeper we get into our web of lies, the more it starts to unravel.

I hated the gangs that ruled my city. After my friend was killed and my father vanished, I had no choice but to infiltrate one to figure out why. Entering their infamous club quickly showed me I was in over my head. Then the most feared gang leader took an interest in me. Arran was corrupt, deadly, and his searing gaze both terrified and tempted me. In my search for answers, I stumbled into his dark and dangerous game. The result? I belonged to him, with no chance of escape. In a heartbeat, I became Arran’s obsession. And in a terrible twist, I think he’s becoming mine.

At the stroke of midnight on my twentieth birthday, he comes in darkness and in blood. Elio Titone, heir to Toronto’s most brutal Cosa Nostra famiglia. Turns out my father is massively in debt to the Sicilian mafia. Elio has come for one thing and one thing only – to claim what he is owed. And what he’s owed is me. My captor is dangerous and demanding. Tortured, possessive, and wealthy beyond belief. He traps me in his gilded, violent world and offers me no hope of escape. But the longer I spend with him, with his dark eyes and scarred hands, the less I want to claw my way out of his cage.

I’m the monster in the shadows—but she’s addicted to monsters. She looks so pretty when she cries out in her sleep. I’m obsessed by her gasps when she hears me coming for her. I'm hooked on the way she fights me when I pin her down. When she starts investigating the wrong missing girl, I have to punish her to keep her from digging—or her dark past will swallow her whole.

Moonshaw was supposed to be a clean break—a relaxing life with the backwoods right on my doorstep, where all I had to worry about was lively herbs and the occasional stray monster. But when a magical anomaly tears through the town archive, it doesn't just leave a mess. It digs up a skeleton and a contract written in a lost language. It turns out that Moonshaw is in the firing line of an ancient entity that's about to come roaring back into this world.

Millicent Foxboro is haunted. Not by ghosts, but by the anguish of her past and the uncertainty of her future. After all, even in the progressive year of 1928, most people would balk at hiring a woman who’d spent two months in a mental ward for traumatic amnesia. So when an uncommon assistantship to a reclusive Professor of mythology falls into her lap with an ungodly salary attached, her desperation for stability overrides her cautious nature.

She checked in at the free use heat clinic for some relief and found a pack instead. Emily has had one lousy heat after another, and is finally ready to break that cycle of hope and disappointment. When she goes to the nearby free-use clinic, she’s not sure what to expect. Breeding waivers, group activities, and restraints? Maybe this is all she’s destined for. What pack wants a thirty-six year old omega who might be past her breeding prime?

Dive into the epic saga of the Vikings, the fierce and fearless seafarers from the North who forever changed the course of history. This comprehensive two-book collection, *The History of the Vikings*, chronicles the incredible journey of the Norsemen as they emerged from their Scandinavian homelands to leave an indelible mark on the world.

He’s New York’s most eligible billionaire. And I’ve been hired to find him love. I’ve built a thriving business doing what I love—connecting soulmates. So, when a woman begs me to help her father, I’m on the first flight from London. My track record is flawless. Until I meet Sterling Beaufort. Suave. Charming. Devastatingly handsome. The owner of the world’s most luxurious diamond empire. But behind the silver fox’s billion-dollar smile is a complex man I’m determined to unravel. The harder I push, the fiercer he resists.

He’s New York’s coldest billionaire CEO. And I just accidentally became his daughter’s nanny. To be clear, I didn’t mean to become anyone’s nanny. There was a coffee shop. Some bunny-shaped foam art. And a serious case of mistaken identity. Now I’m working for Sullivan Beaufort. Grumpy. Guarded. Sinfully handsome. And CEO of Beaufort Diamonds.

Four scent-matched alphas who also happened to be my brother's best friends? Check. Fate blessing me with the dreamiest, tastiest-smelling guys I've ever met? Check, check. Weller. Owen. Tristan. Freddie. I'd planned the perfect moment to reveal myself as their scent match, their missing puzzle piece. Everything was working out perfectly... until it fell apart with a bang. Graduation night was supposed to be the big moment. The night I finally came clean and admitted the truth: I was theirs, and they were mine. Turns out, the universe had other ideas.

Lilith Clarke is supposed to be dead: murdered by the vicious King Oren, her blood staining a field of daisies. But death would have been merciful. After years of having no name, she is finally given a title: Queen of Umbra. But it will cost her everything. Lily is now bound to King Asher, the most powerful and brutal shadow divinus in all of Omnia. Forced to rule in secret, she slowly loses herself to the darkness. She fears it will swallow her whole.