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The Stalker: The first time I saw my little bird, I knew she belonged to me. She’s new to the city, all alone. She doesn’t know who I am, but I’ve been watching her. Stalking her in the shadows, keeping her safe. Killing anyone who threatens her. I’ve built a cage around her, luring her in. And when it’s time to reveal myself to her, she won’t be able to escape. In every way, she will be mine. His Perfect Darkness is a dark billionaire romance with intense, sensual themes.

Grumpy bad-boy tattoo artist, Conor Mac Haol, doesn't trust anyone. Least of all the new girl apprenticing at his beloved Dublin Ink. She is way too pretty and way, way too young. Coming from a broken home, Aurnia has had to grow up faster than most girls. She doesn't need anyone telling her what to do. Least of all Conor, her new (very hot, very muscled, very tattooed, and very, very rude) boss who obviously hates her. But Aurnia's troubles remind Conor too much of his dark past. He becomes obsessed with keeping her safe. Keeping her protected.

In the dark underworld of the Russian Bratva, I've finally claimed the object of my obsession: Lydia Ivanova. Beautiful and passionate, she's fire and ice, and I want her. I need her. Lydia is my prize. My spoils of war. Only she doesn't know that yet. Forced into marriage with me to protect her from those who would destroy us, I vow to keep her secure at all costs… even when she fights me tooth and nail. Can I protect Lydia without consuming her, or will our love story end in ashes? The stakes have never been higher and for Lydia… I will burn the world.

How much are you willing to trust a liar? Years ago, Brax Kent shattered every piece of me. A long time passed before I got through a day without shedding a tear. Hate was the only thing that pushed me through. Years later, who turns up to be my next door neighbor? Yep, you guessed it. The man I despise with every ounce of my being. They say revenge is best served cold. My revenge ends up being quite heated. But even that doesn't deter him. And now he wants me back. With flowery words and sworn oaths full of apologies, the asshole I remember is gone.

Whispers of the Locke Brothers fill the town, facts and reality twisted to fit what these motherf--kers believe they know about us.That we’re sadistic bastards, incapable of any real emotions or fear. Maybe they’re not wrong about that…Aston Locke - Damaged, Sterling Locke - Savage, and Ace Locke - Twisted.

I'm the girl no one wants. Scarred beyond repair and locked away, I'm tainted and tarnished. Unworthy of friendship, love, or hope. But I was born into Bratva life, and my life is not my own. I'm ripped from my home and forced to marry a man I've never met, sight unseen. He's ruthless, possessive, and fierce. My husband.

My bear is wild. Totally uncivilized. Savage. I’m not the nice bear. That’s my twin, Teddy. I keep my bear caged. Until I meet Paloma and my bear goes wild. She’s beautiful and talented, but something’s rotten in this mansion in the Hamptons. Her foster father keeps her locked in a tower, surrounded by guards. There are whispers of an auction–a virgin auction. My bear’s about to break free and go on a rampage. But I can’t let him out.

Once upon a time, I had a crush on Damien Cardenas. I stalked him into a private club. And then I had a ménage with him and his best friend, Julian. It was unexpectedly great. I thought we had something, the three of us. Chemistry. Passion. The kind of connection that doesn’t come along every day. Then, the morning after, Damien got me fired.

A blonde, a brunette, a redhead...he can have his pick of them all on any given night and he knows it. They wait, hoping he looks up and gives them his signature smirk, choosing them over the others because that’s his game. Except now he's signed the contract of a lifetime, one with a pesky little clause that says his zipper must stay up and his playboy image has got to tamp down.

I had two things in life that mattered–my mother and my music. Mama was taken from me too soon, and now music is all I have left. It’s the thing that’s pushed me right out of backwoods Georgia into Los Angeles, where the line between fantasy and reality shimmers and blurs.

After a terrible divorce left her blindsided, all Evie Quinn wants is a relaxing girls' trip to Scotland, not a fight for her life with a Chimera shifter—an ancient, secretive enemy with the power to shapeshift into anything with a pulse. Surviving the attack is a plus, but her goddess mother drops a bomb on her: Living will change everything. And… it does. Now she's hiding out in a small town running a popular flower shop, doing her best to resist the urge to gnaw on raw meat every chance she gets, and badly pretending she's the same ol' lovable hedgewitch she always was.

Aisling has every reason in the world to like her life as it is: away from the shifter community. Tucked in her little corner of the world, she sees no reason to get involved in the drama of the ever warring packs, until trouble knocks at her door. Trouble wrapped in a delicious package her cat wants to claw. Raygan didn't know what he expected when he moved his pride to the loner's territory; maybe having to deal with a criminal, or someone in hiding. Instead, he found a fiercely protective, insanely attractive lunatic with secrets he wants to unravel.

She’s a human. Forbidden. My brother’s widow. But deep down, my wolf believes she's mine. Before my brother died, he made me swear to stand by his human mate and their son. It's been 10 years since his death, and I've done my best.

A grumpy demon warrior who doesn't want a mate. A secret spy mission to a mysterious outpost. One pretend mating to protect me from human-hating savages.

My brother warned me. Don’t touch Branch Best. They might be teammates and best friends, but Branch is a heartbreaker. The smirk. The swagger. His playboy reputation is well earned. So obviously, I was drawn to the red flag like a wide receiver to an end zone.

It's December, and Declan, Parker and Laurie, a.k.a. The Shifter Stooges, aren't feeling very festive. But when a call comes from Lucius the Vampire King, they are sent on a merry adventure.

Where I go, he always follows. Primal, Powerful, Possessive. Aleksandr Romanov is my nemesis...And my new husband. He thinks I'm the spoiled mafia princess. That I have the world at my fingertips. I may be his new wife, but he doesn't know the real me. No one does. But when Aleksandr touches me, he cuts me wide open as if trying to see the secrets I hide.

His baseball stats are perfect. When Danielle Ashley looks closer, she realizes so is everything else. A sinful smirk. Downright delicious body. And if the way Lincoln Landry pursues her, even when she tries to shut him down, means anything—so is his stamina. There’s no denying the chemistry between them. Their attraction is fierce. They’re both single, share amazing banter, and they both adore children. What’s the problem? It’s as tangled as their sheets.

My hellish enemies have sealed my fate. And made a very big mistake. There will be no forgiveness. Only revenge. The vicious kind. I’ve become as savage and ruthless as they are.

I, Tillie Jean Rock, am not in love with my brother’s teammate. Sure, he might have those biceps and that “I am the grouchiest of grouchy bears” smolder, and he might shovel snow off his driveway next door wearing nothing but boxer shorts and rubber boots, and he might be running a side business feeding all the stray goats in town, but studliness is only skin-deep.