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Cruel. Heartless. Quarantined. The ruthless boys of Everlake Prep never saw lockdown coming. But the virus isn’t their number one enemy. I am. And as if being confined to a boarding school for the elite wasn’t bad enough, now I’m stuck in isolation with the boys who hate me most too. With the virus escalating and my dad’s name splashed through the news, my entire world is falling apart. What he did has cast a dark shadow over me. And the Night Keepers want to make me pay for his crimes.

Morally black. Unhinged. Killers. Corvus, Rook, and Grey – the Crows. Bred in a world of gang wars, violence, and secrets, they rule the bloody town of Thorn Valley and all the people in it…too bad for me, I’ve never been good at kissing ass or keeping quiet. Even if their black souls awaken something inside of me I thought was long dead, I can’t break. I won’t.

Growing up in Emerald Lakes, I thought I had life figured out—running my own magic shop, practicing my green witchcraft, and dodging the occasional drama (looking at you, Gran). But when four impossibly sexy mages move into the apartment above my shop, my once-quiet life takes a chaotic turn. Their arrival awakens something in me—raw, unstable magic that defies everything I thought I knew. Suddenly, I’m entangled in secrets, cryptic prophecies, and a connection to a demon who’s as dangerous as he is alluring.

Adara and Einar thought all their problems would be solved when they defeated the corrupted King Aolis. But the power vacuum they have created is begging to be filled, and the three houses of Ediria are at each other's throats, trying to claim it. Worse, the threat from the shadow creatures is far from ended—an even more diabolical villain has risen in Aolis's place, and she will stop at nothing in her plot to throw Ediria into chaos and drown the kingdom in its own blood.

The sky is burning. The Reapers are keeping secrets. Vampires roam the wastes. And I’m headed down a path of destruction which can only end in death. I’m a soul cast adrift on a tide of grief and lies. A clock ticking down the moments to my inevitable destruction, and all I can do is race towards it. The nations are caught in this endless battle for supremacy and it’s hard to see myself as anything other than a pawn in the twisted games I’m helpless to control. The Waning Lands are screaming, soaked in blood for so long that even the rivers run red with it.

Three standalone and duet narrated stories. One world ruled by power, fate, and impossible bonds. Welcome to Immortal Vices and Virtues—a world where supernaturals reign, power is currency, and fate is rarely kind. This omnibus collection brings together three complete, standalone fantasy paranormal romances set within the shared Immortal Vices and Virtues universe. Each story follows a different heroine forced to confront hidden truths, dangerous legacies, and fated mates they never asked for, but can’t escape.

After our rival gives up the throne as my dying wish, my men trust him to protect me from any danger that may come my way. He keeps me safe, somehow understanding the darkness that lurks inside of me. He knows it cannot be caged, and he allows me the ability to set it free when we’re alone.

We were torn from life before our time, a Savage King, his queen, a betrayed son, a wronged brother, a scorned wife and so many more. We watch those we left behind as they struggle against the grip of the stars, the answers to so many of their questions within our grasp and yet out of their reach.

Adara and Einar are at a crossroads. With no allies left in the fae realm, they only have one option left to unlock Adara's powers—the dragons who fled Ediria nearly twenty years ago. To find the dragons, Adara will have to travel to the heart of Mount Furian and access the portal they used to escape. Since Einar cannot cross the portal himself, she will have to travel to this dangerous new realm and convince the dragons to help her without her staunchest ally by her side.

Life had always been about right and wrong. No gray area. No exceptions. But my time with the bastard sons of the Institution were slowly changing my mind–forcing me to see that sometimes the only options available to someone were bad and worse. Their justice was different than mine and I struggled with it. Except now, they were gone. Every day I’d fought to leave them, to go home. But… I wanted them back. What did that say about me?

Klutz: Phoenix Unleashed is a steamy, action-packed, fast-paced listen. Follow our girl Ryls into death, where she continues to create chaos. Things get even more messy when she uses her power, and the power of the Queen of the Phoenix afterlife, to get back to Earth. No matter what goes wrong, there is nothing in heaven or hell that will stop Ryls from getting back to her mates.

Despite beating the queen at her own wicked game and completing the Fae Heir Trials, the tyrant refuses to hand over the crown. Instead, she claims she'll rule forever. Using corrupt blood magic, she's made herself immortal.

It’s not just the Palace that’s haunted by evil men; it’s the very soil the structure is built on. I’ll soon come to find the traumatic bonds that link my Princes to one another are more than mere shackles. If I want the Monarchs to succeed, if I want this baby to have a chance, if I want to survive...I have no choice but to break the ties of the Ashby brothers the same way I destroy the Palace. Brick by brick.

After Dad cut me off, it was time to start over, far away from my past. New city. New university. New life. A whole new me. Too bad they seem hellbent on ruining my plans. The Kings of Kilborn have set their sights on me, threatening to ruin everything I've built for myself. Kaleb is the broken prince, drowning himself in booze and women to fill the dark void within. Hardin is his quietly menacing older brother, with an intense stare that follows me wherever I go. Despised. Desired. Stalked. I try to hate them, but their unyielding attention and rough touches make me feel so alive.

In my world, nothing is more important than finding a pack that’s the perfect scent match. But what happens when your matches also happen to be forbidden? Welcome to my personal hell. My name is Quinn and I can never have the pack that’s meant for me. An unexpected turn of events has me out of a job and my apartment in the same week. When my mom and step-dads set off on a tour of the world and ask me to house sit, I can’t say no.

A morte e ritorno. My family’s motto circles in my mind as I look this problem dead on and try to figure it out. I’ve faced worse than this. Survived worse odds than this. I won’t let this failure break me. We have 72 hours to turn this around. Seventy-two hours to make a new plan out of the dregs of the old. Seventy-two hours until all hope is lost. This task is impossible, but I still like my chances. I have an ace in my pocket, and his name is Mason Cain. He might not want to help me, but I don’t plan on giving him a choice in the matter.

I am wild. I am free. And I will not be tamed. I don’t do relationships. I stick around long enough to have a little fun, and then leave before I can be left. It’s not like anyone has ever held my interest very long anyway. Not until three delectable, mysterious, and frustratingly persistent men show up in my life and completely throw it off course. It was only supposed to be a one-time thing with each of them, but no matter how hard I try to stay away, we keep getting thrown together.

Dragerfield is a doorway between worlds. A doorway to Risest, the Faerie realm. A realm they access at night. And I'm the moronic human who wandered uninvited into their midst.

My billionaire dragon mate knows how to pamper a girl! Rich? Check. Hot? Check. Driving my other mates insanely jealous? Check and checkmate! Xerxes, my dragon mate, has whisked me away to Mexico. He keeps showering me with expensive gifts, breathtaking views, and lavish meals. I’m more of a cheeseburger girl, but I’m not one to complain about food. I just need to learn how to walk in heels without killing myself, again. Been there, done that.

In Blackberry Burrow, females like me were nothing more than property, used to breed and controlled by rules I didn’t agree to. With my first heat due any day, the rabbit shifter men had already started negotiating who would be sharing my bed, like I was nothing more than a toy for their amusement.