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Elise Brandeis has never won a Pulitzer—and she never will. At least not while she’s delivering sandwiches at the Gotham Times instead of working there as an actual reporter. Her only shot at seeing her byline in print is to prove to the no-nonsense managing editor that she has a nose for news. And she’s got just the story to grab her elusive attention—right after she delivers this turkey on ciabatta. Chasing down leads brings Elise to Roosevelt Island, but just when the trail of clues begins to take shape, she gets stuck—literally.

My dark prince. My greatest temptation. My husband. Antonio Huntsman isn’t the prince of childhood fairy tales. He’s savage and dangerous. The ruthless king I need. The beast I crave. Together we’ll fight the monsters. The demons threatening to tear us apart. The villains who will stop at nothing to destroy everything. Our family. Our valley. Our love. There will be no mercy. We will take no prisoners. I pray we make it out alive.

Rafael Huntsman, crown prince of a sinful empire. Possessive. Dangerous. Achingly beautiful. And consumed by a chilling past. When I was nineteen, he laid eyes on me like it was the very first time. From that moment, I was his. Although it wasn't until much later, under a moonlit sky in a vineyard awash with fairy lights, that I surrendered—and he disappeared. Then fate intervened. Now we're forced together in a treacherous criminal world. He's still dangerously seductive, but I'm not an innocent girl anymore. I have a secret that puts us both in peril—and there's no going back.

I was happy running my family bar and cruising through life as a single guy, enjoying an abundance of fast women, hard liquor, and good times. Life was one big party until it took a turn. Reality struck, and everything changed when I lost my beloved da. Losing a parent is never easy, but mine left me with an added legacy, one I didn't want... a huge debt owing to a Mafia boss and no way to pay it. Then I was offered a reprieve in the form of Maeve Monroe—archeologist, bookworm, nerd, and the last girl I'd ever commit to.

The aftermath of my parent's death was the toughest time in my life, but at least I had him. He was there every step of the way, wiped the tears I shed, and made me smile when I'd forgotten how to. Until he became the reason why I had to protect my heart with one simple rule—no more kissing. Six years later, because life had a great sense of humor, I found myself having to use that same rule on the man who inspired it. It's no surprise it didn't work. After all, my heart was never my own to protect—it belonged to Ares Hart the entire time.

Atticus Dupont is my stalker. My savior. My captor. He wants to keep me for himself. I was yanked from August's arms and thrown into the deadly underbelly of the criminal kingdom. Atticus is my only ally in this place, and he revels in knowing that I must rely on him if I want to survive—if I want to get back to my future husband. Atticus is dangerous, and I don't trust him. I despise him. I ache for him. The playboy billionaire has demons of his own. Somehow, I started to fall for him, and I can't leave now. Mighty is the sword. Violent are the crown's enemies.

Leo is afraid of heartbreak. My shadow. My protector. He doesn't want to share. The crushing burden of wedlock descended upon me, threatening to ensnare me in an unbreakable bond. I refused to accept my fate; I had to be courageous for my men. Filled with a burning passion, I declared myself the Bloody Queen and led my men in a daring struggle for their freedom. As we charged into battle, I knew that our victory would not come without great sacrifice.

I should have seen it coming. But I was too busy drowning in her essence. Enjoying every lush curve. Hanging onto each duplicitous word that tumbled from her sultry lips. Even now, with the cards on the table and the secrets exposed, I crave her. Every traitorous inch of her delectable body. She's mine. She's always been mine, and I don't care if she's my ruin. Forbidden fruit has never been sweeter…