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Politics prepared me for many battles—but not for becoming the prize in three men's war against my father. I thought entering the Hollow's Hunt would be my rebellion, my escape from the suffocating expectations of being Ravenwood Hollow's golden daughter. Instead, I became prey to three predators with vengeance in their hearts. Dominic Vega, with his cold calculation and demanding touch. Liam Hayes, whose intellectual intensity masks desires that shock even him. And Ryder Caldwell, whose charming smile hides the most dangerous game of all.

The problem with stalking a predator? Sometimes, they decide to keep you. I study killers for a living. I analyze their methods, dissect their psychology, and share their darkest deeds with my podcast listeners, but I’ve never encountered anyone like Remy. When I spotted him at the carnival, I knew he was different. Those powerful hands, that controlled grace, the darkness lurking behind his eyes—everything about him called to the shadows inside me. I told myself I was investigating the string of disappearances that followed the carnival’s route. But the truth? I was obsessed.

Being raised in a pack, I grew up knowing exactly what I wanted. A place where I'd belong, where I'd be loved and safe. So the night I smack pasta-first into a tall, scowling alpha who smells like he could be mine, I think I've finally found my happily ever after. A pack of strong, devoted alphas and a life full of warmth and protection. I should have known better. Instead of a fairytale, I walk straight into a pack on the verge of falling apart. Landon, Ronan, Jasper, and Dash may be some of the biggest names in professional hockey, yet off the ice, they're barely holding it together.

I’ve spent years trying to avoid Elias Morales, King of the syndicate academy. He hated me on first sight, and I learned to hate him. A hatred that never had any cause, but defined us both. Elias may be the most devastatingly handsome boy at the academy, but he’s cruel to the core. Senior year is finally here, and my escape is in sight. I’ll never have to see my tormentor again once I graduate. But, Elias doesn’t intend to let me go that easily. He wants to make sure I’ll never forget him, no matter how hard I try.

If you find yourself driving down a winding mountain road near an endless stretch of pines, try tuning in to 104.6 FM: the radio station that shouldn't exist. Troubled radio host Evelyn McKinnon returns to her hometown of Pinehaven, but soon realizes the isolated mountain village has secrets of monstrous proportions. She's stalked by a bird with human eyes, her new co-host drives her crazy, and when the fog rolls in, the beasts of Pinehaven Forest begin their brutal, bloody hunt.

Moving into my brother's basement after graduating from college isn't the end of the world. But getting stuck working for his best friend just might be. Aside from professionally getting under my skin, Liam Brooks owns the only tattoo studio in our perfect coastal town. He also happens to be the only person within a hundred-mile radius willing to employ me despite my shining resume. The truth is, he needs me, too.

I’ve always chased thrills—dark, risky, and dangerous—because it's the only way I feel alive after enduring a childhood filled with trauma and pain. My scars run deep, hidden behind a façade of innocence. When the carnival comes to town, I meet Gage—a masked man cloaked in shadows and darkness. He's everything I crave: thrilling, terrifying, and utterly irresistible. As our paths intertwine, I’m drawn into a world where fear and desire collide, and the line between pleasure and pain blurs.

We like to believe monsters don’t exist, even in the moonlit streets of a place like Salem, Massachusetts. But they’re very real...and very human. There’s danger lurking around every corner. People are vanishing off the street into thin air, never to be seen again.

Stepping into the Hollow’s Hunt felt like diving headfirst into a nightmare, especially knowing that my relentless pursuer would be Landon Blackwood. The Hollow’s Hunt—a twisted spectacle where women are ensnared in a labyrinth designed for the sadistic pleasure of Ravenwood’s elite. I naively accepted the invitation, unaware that I would become the centerpiece of Landon’s psychopathic pursuit.“Did you believe I wouldn’t recognize your worth?” Landon drawls, a smirk ghosting his lips as his icy blue gaze lingers on my every move. “Tonight, I’m not just hunting—I’m claiming what’s mine.

It was supposed to be a mistake. A wild, reckless, never-talk-about-it-again night at Club Devil. I was the auction prize nobody expected… until three possessive cowboy brothers outbid the entire club to claim me. Mills—the grumpy eldest who commands with nothing but a stare… but hides a heart he swore he'd never risk. Tate—the silver-tongued rope master who knows how to tie a girl's body—and her heart—into knots. And West—the wicked charmer who tastes like sin and salvation… but smiles like he's never letting anyone close. We didn't swap names. We swapped everything else.

Every monster needs someone who understands them. I never thought it would be me. As a newly licensed psychologist fresh out of graduate school, I thought I was prepared for anything. Then I met Axel Morrison—charismatic, brilliant, and the most dangerous inmate in the facility. A man whose violent past should have sent warning signals blaring through my mind. Instead, I found myself drawn to him. To the darkness behind those piercing green eyes that seemed to see right through my professional facade to the shadows I've spent a lifetime denying. Each therapy session becomes a dangerous dance.

When my uncle offered me his apartment for the week, I planned to drown my sorrows in alcohol and seasonal music, wallowing in peace. What I didn't expect was for three men in Santa suits and glow masks to show up unannounced. Apparently, my best friend took it upon herself to sign me up for a fantasy-fulfillment website. I just hadn't realized she actually booked an experience for me.

Good girl Quinn didn’t expect her night to turn to mayhem once she stepped into a legendary Halloween party. After needing a quick rescue from a stranger, she finds herself locked in a captivating game of infatuation with three masked men. Her one demand? The game ends at dawn. As desire collides with danger, how much can Quinn take before the sun comes up? Will her condition of only one night be enough? Or will her masked men leave their mark?

My gift of tasting emotions in food has always set me apart, but Adrian's creations awakened something deeper. Each truffle carried a void, an emptiness that called to the shadows within my own soul. When I discovered his deadly secret—the true source of his chocolate's unique intensity—I should have run straight to the police.

One fake date. Three alpha bikers. My rules? Don't fall. Their rules? I'm theirs. I only agreed to one night of pretending. A fake date to keep my past in the past. But with three ex-military bikers in my corner, pretending is getting harder. They're looking at me like I'm theirs to keep.

I spent ten years convincing myself they never meant anything. That one stolen night was just a reckless mistake. But now Rhett, Arlo, and Shep are back—older, richer, and dangerously determined. They don't just want an apology. They want me. And when one of them growls that leaving me was the biggest mistake of their lives… I realize my biggest mistake might be letting them back in.

A masterpiece of unruly auburn curls, fiery eyes, and a spirit that can set the world ablaze. She is also the unfortunate driver I have to exploit to make my escape. I've been many things in my life—convict, murderer, psychopath. But the one thing I've never been is attached. She is supposed to be a means to an end. A less conspicuous way to travel. But amidst the chaos, we find a twisted serenity in each other's arms, making me want to keep her forever... if we can survive this.

Crashing into my brothers' best friends was a mistake. Letting them stay might be an even bigger one. After I rear-ended their truck, I thought I'd just get a lecture and be done. But when Dean, Reed, and Lennon decided to move onto our ranch to help out, things got complicated fast. They're not just here to work—they're here to keep an eye on me, whether I like it or not. Dean's gruff attitude could freeze over Hell—especially when he calls me reckless. He made it clear after the accident that he thinks I need supervision.

Halloween. My eighteenth birthday. The night my world shattered and reformed into something beautifully grotesque. I was supposed to be celebrating, lost in a whirlwind of candy and costumes. Instead, I found myself trapped in a nightmare—bound and blindfolded, at the mercy of a masked stranger. His touch ignited every dark fantasy I’d buried, but instead of fear, I craved more. Every moment blurred the line between pain and pleasure, terror and desire. And then, the mask fell—the revelation that turned my blood cold. It was Jared. My stepbrother.

Faye agreed to her sister’s brilliant idea to sneak into the Hunter’s Moon ball. A night the vampires in attendance held sacred, lusting under the eerie glow of the blood red moon. Faye was no vampire. She wasn’t even a race that possessed magic. Her ceremony failed, marking her an Anarian. A mortal without magic.