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When a midnight call takes me to a mysterious house in a deep, dark wood, I find a forbidden secret behind a closed door that could be the key to unlocking my darkest desires. But the imposing, intense, handsome triplets there have bigger plans for me and an even bigger secret. When I uncover their room of pleasure and punishment, I want to give myself over to experiences I’ve only ever imagined.

I abandoned our small town the moment I could, leaving my broken heart with my high school sweetheart. He and our best friend were my world growing up, but they had their reasons to stay, and I had mine to go. I tried to start over: a new city, new relationships, even a new name, but I couldn't resist going back home to celebrate my birthday before moving abroad with my fiancés. After all my hard work, I never expected to have the world I'd crafted pulled out from under me, or to come face to face with the man I still dreamed about, or for him to come with a pack that would sweep me away.

Is it her destiny to love him? Or is it her destiny to die? Valtu Aminoff is no stranger to tragedy. Though many know him as the enigmatic vampire that inspired Bram Stoker's Dracula, Valtu's complex life is far more horrific than any fiction could imagine. When you lose the love of your life over and over again, it can do more than break your heart—it can corrupt your soul. It's up to his new lover to decide if Valtu's damaged soul is even worth saving. But destiny isn't done with Valtu yet. And tragedy is always around the corner.

Dahlia Abernathy has only known revenge. When her parents were killed at an early age by vampires, Dahlia spent the rest of her life under the thumb of the Witch's Guild being trained to kill them. Her latest mission sends her undercover to a prestigious music academy in Venice, Italy. Her goal? To kill Professor Valtu Aminoff, her teacher and the notorious vampire who inspired Bram Stoker's Dracula. But getting close to a dangerous vampire like Professor Aminoff is one thing. Falling for him is another.

The last thing I remembered was falling asleep in the snow after my so-called best friend abandoned me in the woods for rejecting him. But instead of waking up in a snow drift, I woke up in an unfamiliar cabin with six feet of shirtless alpha wrapped around me to fend off the cold. I'd hoped to head home and put this awful trip behind me, start my new job, and live a glorious single life as an independent omega. But Mother Nature had other plans: A brutal snowstorm. An unexpected heat. And four scent-matched saviors trapped in a cabin with me.

The Bookworm Box is proud to present Two More Days, our second anthology installment. Much like the first installment, Two More Days is an exciting and unique listening experience with contributions from several of our charity's featured authors. Each author was given the same first sentence. Where they took that sentence was completely up to them.

Thirty days is all I have to raise the money to help my sister. At the auction, I expect to be bought to service a rich man’s every desire. But instead, I’m sold to a prison warden—and his debts become mine to repay.

The good girl falls for the bad boy. Can we name a bigger, or better cliché? Despite my ideas about the deep misogyny associated with this particular one, I've somehow found myself in the middle of it. Except, I'm not the good girl. I'm exceptional at playing that role. But I'm not. My secrets make sure of that. And he's not a boy. He's a man. Older than me by decades. An outlaw. A villain. A member of one of the most notorious MCs in the country. The Sons of Templar.

Kat Van Tassel's life was predestined from childhood; she was to marry her best friend, Brom Bones. However, Brom mysteriously vanished from Sleepy Hollow as a teenager. Now, at nineteen, Kat enrolls in Sleepy Hollow Institute, a shadowy school run by her powerful family. There, she becomes entangled with her enigmatic, older teacher, Ichabod Crane, who delves into dark magic.

I was really an idiot. How I didn't see the signs is beyond me . . . but yet, here I sit, holding the diamond ring I tried to place on my girlfriend's finger. Hopefully the whiskey will do its trick and help me forget the last three years ever happened. I'm such an idiot. Really, I am. I thought my boyfriend was going to propose tonight. Instead, I'm sitting here chugging vodka cranberries like they're water. I just want to forget the last couple years ever happened.

My stepbrothers are known for three things: their speed on the ice, their skill with a puck, and the size of their... ‘sticks.’ The Drayton triplets are the hottest players in college hockey, and every girl at Eastern U wants a taste. Not me. I knew them back when they were just three angry, rebellious boys with something to prove. We were family once, but I doubt they even remember their ex-stepsister or would recognize the woman I am now. But when Jacob, the brooding, tattooed forward known for slapping pucks—and hearts—around, tries to charm me at a bar, I can’t deny the pull.

Blayze Shaw could sum up his life in one word, fulfilling. He grew up in the shadow of his famous father, Brock Shaw, a multi-year PBR champion, but chose not to follow in his footsteps. Instead, choosing to work on the family's cattle ranch in Montana. Everything in his life was exactly how he wanted it, and he was the happiest he'd ever been. When a woman from his past resurfaces and is given the task of diving deep into his world for the answers he isn't willing to share, Blayze's perfect world is thrown into a tailspin.

I wasn't born a serial killer. The horror of my past made me what I am today. But I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. Because only one thing gives me respite from my panic attacks. Murder. I used to have a broody protector that kept my demons at bay. His darkness rivaled my own, and he was my everything. Tragedy tore us apart when we were eighteen. And since then, he's stayed away. Not too far, though.

I'm not a worldly woman. I'm not cultured, well-traveled, or well educated. I'm just a housewife. A mother. I'm the woman with the handsome husband, beautiful daughter, the large house. If you saw it from the outside, you'd probably think I have the perfect life. You would most definitely be wrong. But I don't blame you. We all see what we want to see, turning a blind eye to what others want to stay hidden. Especially when it comes to love. They say love is blind. But I'm more apt to say it's wretched. Love is what made me stay. But love is also what saved me.

Scarlet Campbell’s friends had all coupled off, and it had happened this year. All five of them had found love while Scarlet had continued to go back and forth about coming out to her family, and on top of that, she still couldn’t talk to women. Every time she tried, she choked. She got nervous. She said something stupid. As a result, she was still a single nerd who worked as a data analyst and did coding on the side.

I'm going to make her my queen. One wedding. One child. Five years. Ten million dollars. Those are the terms of our contract. My offer is sound, bold, and necessary. In order to gain my inheritance, I have to have a wife. She thinks her clause will keep me from having her skin on mine. She's very wrong. The de Loughrey's rule the world, and I am their king. I get what I want, and what I want is her. I'll have her beneath me no matter what.

I've always been a freak in a mask. A cold-hearted psycho. Not fit for polite society. But not in her eyes. My stepsister, Shiloh, is everything I'm not. Kind. Sweet. Innocent. She took one look at me and saw someone worth saving. So, when she was assaulted and justice wasn't served, I took care of it. I became justice. That earned me eleven years in a psychiatric hospital. Everyone thought I'd be there for life. They were wrong. Now that I'm out, I want revenge. I'm going to destroy everyone who dared to hurt my girl while I was gone. But not before I'm taking what's mine, and that's Shiloh.

She survived the deadliest serial killer of her generation. Or so everyone thought. No one knew how many pieces of her he took to the grave with him. She hid her scars, her nightmares. She hid everything until she couldn't. Then she ran. But Colby followed her. He'd follow her to the ends of the earth. To hell and back. Sariah knew he would. Because Colby had already wrenched her out of hell once. Because Colby loved her. Only Colby loved the girl she was before. The carefree girl she used to be. She had to show Colby that girl was gone. By any means necessary.

Finally returning home, ex-model Avery Littlewood never imagined a rerouted flight would land her on destiny's runway. She's seated next to a gorgeous stranger and as he shares his story, it's not long before she discovers why his blue eyes look so familiar. There are several reasons why Beck should be off limits—he lives in Texas; he needs a friend, not a relationship; he's practically family—but none of that overshadows Avery's instant attraction.

Some days I can almost see the person I used to be. See the version of myself that felt joy, even passion. But she's gone . . . just out of reach. Life moves on for everyone else, though, and as my best friend's maid-of-honor, I have a bachelorette party to plan—in Jamaica, no less. And that means working side by side with the best man: Benjamin Black.