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I know her secret…. Cat is in so much trouble. She did something bad, and I saw. I’ll keep her secret...for a price. Poor, sweet, timid Cat should never have come to Kingmakers. It’s a place for monsters and killers. People like me. She wandered into the lion’s den and now she’s mine. Mine to play with. Mine to torment. Mine to break....

After falling for a lie and ruling over another, Snowlin starts revealing her dealing hand. Two queens and a joker. Isjord hangs by her carefully woven threads deep in her father's council, and Adriata pushed to the corner of her mercy, she awaits. But first she must stop Isjord from taking Adriata before her. Reborn as their demon, she unmasks long-hidden fear and returns to take her seat along the Night King as his Queen, much to everyone's displeasure.

To survive in the Los Muertos Cartel, you have to stay useful, especially when you're a woman. So I made sure I couldn't be replaced. Now my name is whispered about in the shadows—La Brujita de Los Muertos. Too bad I forgot that lies and deceit are the lifeblood of this toxic paradise. I should have seen the betrayal coming. My hands were always destined to be drenched in the blood of guilty men.

So, I have a third mate. No big deal. Except Auric punched my royal—descended from gods—betrothed right in the face. Novak has murder in his eyes, more so than usual. And my body is screaming at me to take all three males and teach them who’s in charge here. Because I believe the truth now. I’m a Noir royal descended from the gods themselves and destined to fix the history my fake-father forged: the one where black-winged angels were the result of sin and scandal instead of the truth.

He’s my brother’s best friend, a Russian killer, and boxer with no ties to the O’Malley crime family - my family. I’ve loved and studied him forever. I witnessed him change when I was only 13. He doesn’t know I’m aware he kills. For years we fight our attraction. One night, we succumb to our desire. Every touch he gives me is electric. Each moment deepens our addiction. If it were only us, life would be perfect. Unfortunately, our union creates targets on our backs from multiple crime families.

Leaving everything behind to move to England was difficult enough, but when I catch the attention of Alstone High’s bad boy for all the wrong reasons, things go from bad to worse. He resents my position as the soccer team’s MVP, and that isn't even the worst part. He’s figured out my secret. He knows I want him, and he hates me for it. But I can see right through Kian Courtland, and I’ve figured something out. Something that he won’t even admit to himself. His secret? He wants me, too.

Maddox Jamenson is the Omega of the Redwood Pack, the one burdened by emotions stronger than his own. He's spent his entire life shrouded in the secrets of his "gift" and the price he has to pay to keep it, yet the cost just escalated. He's known a mate could be in the cards for him, but he can't have what he wants. Not when the battles he has yet to fight could destroy her.

Blackmailed by my ex, I have no choice but to auction myself to the highest bidder. In a room full of perfect bodies, whispers follow me, bets quietly placed that I’ll go for nothing. But when the bidding starts, three breathtaking men ignite a war—until they strike a deal to share me. For 30 days. There’s Emerson, the devastatingly handsome tech billionaire and single dad who swears he doesn’t do relationships. Then Ashton, a tall, lean heartthrob with a HAF man bun, who needs a date for society galas to keep his biggest secret: he was once in love with Ford.

I should have known better, I should have seen the signs, but now all I'm left with is heartache and disappointment. They may think they've got the better of me, but I won't go down without a fight. Especially when it comes to the ones I love. Even if I have to protect them from themselves.

Kane Easton isn’t friend material. He’s a master manipulator. No one understands why I give him such a hard time. They can’t see past his flawless exterior, but I know he’s keeping a secret—something he’ll protect with absolute ruthlessness. He thinks I’ll fall in line with the rest of Xavier High. Believes he can kiss me into submission. He has no idea what he’s up against. I may be the youngest Genovese, but I’ve learned from my family.

I never wanted any part of my family’s revenge, but no one asked my opinion when my oldest brother handed out the brides during Lammas. Now, I’m saddled with Monroe, heir to the Amazon faction. She’s as deadly as she is wild and the opposite of the woman I really want. Shiloh. My best friend.

I’m a dead man walking. I promised him I wouldn’t go near her, promised him that I would treat his sister like she was my little sister. But that was a lie. Because Darcey Sawyer was not my sister. She was my forbidden fruit. Forbidden fruit that I have waited four years to touch, four years to have one little taste. I was Conor ‘King’ Royce, and this King needed his Queen.

Scarletta: bastard, daughter of a traitor. To the Italian Don of New York, I’m nothing more than a tool to be wielded. My obedience was the price I had to pay for the sins of my father. But Dominick Romano should have worked on gaining my loyalty because the chains he shackled me with have been undone. The Four Families have always run New York: Italian Mafia, Irish Mob, Russian Bratva, and the Jirocho Yakuza Clan. An alliance cloaked in proclamations of peace while they hold knives to one another’s backs. But a new player has emerged: The Syndicate.

When my family finally left our little close-minded pack back in Utah to join a huge progressive pack in Northwest Louisiana, I thought I’d finally be free of the chains of judgment, scrutiny, and homophobia that had tainted my life. But when the Alpha’s son rejects my sister as his fated mate on our very first day at Blackstone Academy, his callousness and stupidity kick off a chain of events that embroils us both in the drama we wanted to avoid. It also entangles me with the Alpha Heir’s best friend, Thad James, and I can’t seem to fight my attraction to him.

Mikhail Dmitriyev is a beautiful devil with a villainous heart and a thirst for revenge. The choices he gave me when he stole me away from my home with an army of men were very clear—marry me or die. I chose to marry him and live. But there’s one small problem with his grand plan to rain Armageddon on the Mexican Cartel. I’m not the woman he thinks I am. I’m not the cartel princess he thinks he took to make his enemies bow to him. When my captor finds out my secret and realizes he married the wrong woman, love won’t be enough to save me. And neither will his obsession.

I’m a headline in the town of Maywood Heights and known by a name I’ve never heard. They tell me I was taken, stolen, but none of this makes sense. I’m not who they say I am. I’m not a…twin, but even those close to me seem to believe the rumors swarming around me.

A Storm of Death and Desire Two spellbinding novellas in the Lady of Darkness series: THE REAPER and UNRELENTING WINDS Unrelenting Winds For centuries, the Great War that divided the realm has been over. The Fae Courts and mortal lands alike have been rebuilding, trying to move forward in a...

A man hides among the broad leaves. He's almost feral. There are secrets in his cabin. Desire, too. Carter doesn't want to care about beautiful June. He doesn't want to care about the mysterious and sensual man who's almost part of the wilderness. Scorching chemistry draws all three of them deeper.

When I fell in love with my best friend’s little sister, we were just kids. Not that it mattered. Charlotte was my forever. I knew it then and I know it now. But everything fell apart that summer before college. I tried to fight for us, but it was impossible, not with our goals pulling us apart, and her silence. Now she’s back in our small town to care for her sister, and I’m not about to squander an opportunity to win her back. But even though she’s moved into my guest room, she keeps avoiding me. It’s maddening.

One word could kill them all. That's what I was warned about after the first accident when I killed my family's allies. My powers manifested too young. Powers I never asked for. I can connect with the realm of the dead. My medium? My voice. And so I don't talk. Ever. Not to anyone—except my sister, of course. She's the only reason I'm not utterly insane after a lifetime spent hiding. In the darkness. In silence. Under a shroud of loneliness with only the dead for company.