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I was cursed. It wasn't an exaggeration. It wasn't even dramatics—though I was prone to those. It was a fact. And a sucky one at that. After inheriting my grandmother's home, I thought my luck had turned around. A fresh start in the one place where I'd found solace from my cruel father. But I was cursed, remember? So rather than a quiet life, I faced mysteries, con artists, disastrous dates, stoned witches, magicks, and evil organizations out to do evil things. And a house that was haunted.

My goddess is reborn. The mouthy peacock shifter I find is not the woman I knew. She's somehow more. More human. More lovely. More sinful. And I want her more than I ever have before.

When Knox gets trashed in the tabloids, his publicist pitches the idea of an image-saving marriage to Irina. Irina figures the publicity can't hurt and accepts—until the offers for major roles start pouring in, and she doesn’t need the arrangement. Unfortunately, Knox has broken the first rule of marrying an actress for publicity: Don’t fall in love. But can he handle a real relationship? And is she ready to stop pretending?

Mrs. Ambrosia Bloomington, now a widow, is ready to start a new life amongst Mayfair elites without the overarching reach of her late husband, Mr. Harrison Bloomington. With her trunks loaded safely onto her own private carriage, she's ready to face the world as an independent woman in Regency London. She does not, however, bargain for cocksure Frenchman, Mr. Charles Cochran Bateman coming along and turning her very ordinary journey into the adventure of a lifetime.

All I wanted was to understand what turned my stepbrother so cold. I never expected that the journey would end with him and his friends crouched around a bloody corpse. But when they reveal that they've been investigating an unsolved crime that tore my family apart without me even realizing it, how can I walk away? The deeper I tumble down the rabbit hole with them, the more I believe their theories. If what they're saying is true, then my life might be on the line as well. And even though I'm falling for all of them in ways I never expected, they can't protect me anymore.

This is Jericho and River’s story. This will be an arranged marriage romance with all the feels.

Some love stories are a slow burn. Others are quick to ignite, scorching and branding your very soul before you’ve taken that first breath. You’re never given a chance to run from it. That’s how I’d describe what happened to us. Everything around me blurred and all that existed were his lips, his touch.... The chase and the heat between us became addictive. Our nights together were a distraction, one we craved to the point of letting the world crumble around us.

She was hell-bent on making her father disown her. Her rebellious attitude and the color that marred her snowflake skin was proof of that, so I used that knowledge to my benefit. I promised her hate and blood. Instead, she got my heart and a weak man on his knees in front of her. She was never supposed to be my bride. She was the daughter of a rival family, not even of Italian descent. She was from a different culture. Sasha Nikolayev was my vice. I was an addict for her. I would have said and done anything to chain her to me—so that’s what I did.

A different side to the story: Jake's side. "We're getting a new roommate," they said. I thought nothing of it...until she walked in the door. Her hand trembled in mine as she looked at me with fearful eyes. My entire world spun on its axis.

If I'm looking for trouble, I don't need a rock star like Noah Hayes to find it. I play the bad girl well enough on my own. While millions of people might idolize these so-called Rock Gods, I party with them on a daily basis. I know the truth. They're just as flawed and damaged as the rest of us. So, while Noah's charms may work on his many groupies, I'm immune. But ever since Noah first laid eyes on me, it's been his life mission to get a taste. And what he lacks in discretion, he makes up for in determination.

After the devastation on Daminius, Ophelia threw herself into restoration to cope with her losses. Two months later, answers to an ancient curse still evade her, a queen threatens her life, and war rages in the southern mountains. Despite her scars and the loved ones lost, Ophelia knows she must move forward for her people.

They think I have it all: bad boy rock star, rags to riches success story, darling of the tabloids. But the truth is, I died at 18. Lost the only thing I ever wanted. Her. Now I’m buried in the wreckage, even music isn’t enough. Until, out of nowhere, she shows up. A crash cart to my near-still heart. And like me, Eva only wants one thing—for us to be together.

Let's get one thing straight: I don't believe in relationships, romance, or any of that BS. My younger brother may have lost his mind over a woman, but that won't happen to me. I worked my ass off to become Reed Point's #1 attorney and I'm not going to let any woman get in the way of my career. It turns out, though, that Ellie Reeves is not just any woman. She's wild and infuriating and completely unpredictable. In other words, she's everything I don't need. Did I mention she's also sexy as hell?

One of the men I've fallen for may be entwined in my father's murder. The other three are determined to bring him to justice. I stand in the middle, unsure of what to believe. If I accept Beckett's denials and hold on to the trust he earned before, I could be letting a horrible criminal walk free.

It started with a little white lie and ended with me being owned by a black-hearted mafia boss. And now... my baby daddy. Of all people to tease to live out a fantasy. I fell into bed with a hacker for the Irish mob: Balor O'Rourke. Who also happens to be my new lethally gorgeous boss with nerdy dark glasses, penetrating green eyes, and a body made for sin. He doesn't do relationships and I'm getting over an abusive ex. With that understanding, we shatter the rules, unleashing his unbridled desires and my carnal urges.

Sara Hawthorne thought she had found the man of her dreams. He was caring, protective to a fault, and desired her in ways she had only dreamed of. Her life was finally falling into place until a secret tore her new world apart. Reeling from a devastating betrayal, she ran from the only man who had broken down her defenses, making her feel alive after years of simply existing. Alek Devera risked it all to keep her safe. But when Sara ended their relationship, the evidence of his betrayal strewn at her feet, he vowed to win her back, putting their delicate future into fate’s hands.

Our investigation into my dad's murder has taken an even stranger turn than I could have imagined. One that's shattered everything my stepbrother and long-time love believed about himself and his family. One that's thrown all of our plans for a loop.

Reid Riddick was hotness personified, so of course I literally ran into with him - well, more like he plowed into me. I didn’t know he was a football player when I started falling and now I can’t stop. A stolen kiss later and my heart races whenever he looks at me from across the quad. But my secret would spell disaster for him.

My family is famous for two things in our small town: Our annual Christmas party And… Our feud with The Pearce family. Our families hate each other. It's a tale as old as St. Nick himself. So, imagine what happens when a harmless little argument with Jackson Pearce ends with us both behind bars for the night. As if that wasn't bad enough… The punishment for our crime? The only Christmas party we're allowed to have is one together. At Town Hall. But… It gets worse.

I’ve spent years pushing her away. She thinks I hate her, but really, I know she deserves better than a college dropout turned tattoo artist. She’s the good girl, the complete opposite of my bad boy nature. But something about her kind eyes and heart-shaped face has always caught my attention, not that she has ever realized that with how I treat her.