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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.

I made a mistake, and now he wants to punish me. Everyone knows better than to steal from a Romano, but I was desperate. I was so close to getting away with it as well. I had one foot out the door, and I was hauled back into the club by security. When Leo Romano steps in to the office, I know I’m a dead woman. There’s no escape. They tied me to this chair, and I can’t get myself out. The look in his eyes sends shivers down my spine and it doesn’t help that Leo is drop-dead gorgeous.

Rafael Marino is the epitome of a Mafia man. Dark, destructive, and deadly. Then he demands I become his nanny and tells me he owns every inch of me. Beneath his darkness, he sees me for who I am—a broken girl. Then he claims me as his little doll and promises to protect me. But what happens when he’s the one I need protection from? What happens when it’s him who becomes broken?

"What do you mean, 'You gave me the wrong sperm sample'?!" But the doctor says he isn't joking. Instead of being my sister's surrogate... I'm accidentally carrying my boss's baby. A few months ago, I agreed to be my sister's surrogate. Then she died in an unsolved accident. I swore I'd keep her child and raise it on my own. But as it turns out, there was a mix-up at the clinic. Instead of carrying my future nephew... I learned I'm pregnant with my boss's child. But Dmitri isn't just my boss. He's also the one who killed my sister in the first place.

For the last twelve years, Tavish, the King of the Unseelie Fae, focused on finding the key for taking back his rightful lands from the Seelie fae after they killed his parents. There was one problem that stood in his way—locating the Seelie Princess hidden on Earth. After years of haunting her dreams, he finally locates her and drags her back to their realm. She’s forgotten her fae life and wants to escape. He doesn’t care. He merely needs her blood in order to free his people. But she’s more than he remembers, and a spark ignites between them every time they touch.

I know Demyen Zakrevsky is wrong for me. But I can't help hoping... What if he's not? After all, he's saved me time and time again. He's made me a mother twice over. But he's also the one who sold me in the first place. The one who got my baby stolen away from me. The one who broke my heart over and over and over. I can't decide if he's a saint or a sinner. I suppose now's the time we'll find out for good. Because the bad guys have my baby, and they want one thing in return: Me. And for my daughter's sake, I'll give myself up every. single. time. So I take one final step into the shadows.

The apocalypse is approaching as his Doom Points tick up and John is finding it harder and harder to keep it together. His deepening knowledge of magic seems to be helping but as a hidden society creeps out of the shadows, intent on throwing the world into chaos, it may not be enough.

I ran from my old life because the monsters in my past thought they could own me. For one brief moment, Ivan Pushkin gave me a taste of a happy ending to my story. But now, those same monsters are back to finish the job. Francia wants me dead. My stepfather wants me married. And the Sokolovs want me chained to them forever.

Once, I was a broke college student. Now, it seems I'm destined to rule as the Lightbringer—queen of the demon realm. Except I have competition in the form of Orion, the Lord of Chaos. Like me, he has been marked as a leader. We can't keep our hands off each other, even if he swore an oath to kill me. It seems we both want the same thing—the crown. And in this battle of wills, only one of us will be left standing.

Lev Zarkov is a real-life monster. No, correction, he's actually the devil. Except, when I first meet him, he's simply the mysterious, handsome man traveling next to me on a first-class flight to New York. And after being dumped at the altar by my loser fiancé who vanished into thin air the morning of our wedding, when things get flirty between me and the mysterious stranger, I think, why not? Surely, I deserve one night to forget. I mean, where's the harm in a little indulgence, right?

Promised to a villainous future king, Sabine once dreamed of forsaking everything for the huntsman who captured her heart. But Wolf's devastating betrayal locks her in another prison: the sinful court of her betrothed. There, she forges an unexpected alliance with her future husband. He's ambitious. Handsome. Surprisingly complex. Together, they might save the kingdom of Astagnon from a waking evil—but in harnessing her power, she risks becoming what she most despises.

He lost her to his enemies, but he will burn kingdoms to get her back. After the dragon prince steals Lira to make her his bride, Tavish, the ruthless Unseelie King, watches his world fall apart. His fated mate is gone, and now, his own people threaten rebellion. As if that wasn’t enough, the Seelie arrive, demanding the return of their daughter, further straining a fragile alliance. But Tavish doesn’t care about alliances or rebellion. He has one goal—keep Lira from the dragon prince. She belongs to him, bound by fate and blood, and no force in this realm will keep them apart.

It was supposed to be a joke: Give my best friend raunchy toys for her bridal shower and embarrass her in front of her family. But when my package is wrongly delivered to my gorgeous, mysterious neighbor, I'm the one who ends up mortified. I sneak over to his place to try stealing it back before he finds it. The problem is I get caught mid-heist... And then he makes me stay for dinner. Dinner leads to dessert, and dessert leads to... other dessert, if you get my drift. Several courses of sweet, sinful temptation.

Belles and Mobsters were never meant to be together. And I still fell in love with him, only to be torn apart. Lesson learned.

Brutal, cold, and illegally gorgeous, Dante Sartorre isn't just mafia royalty. He's also the tyrant owner of the infamously deviant and members-only Club Venom. He's also my new husband. In my defense, I wasn't supposed to be the bride. But I sealed my fate when I saved my friend by signing the Venom Devil's marriage contract myself. Now, he owns me. All of me…

Locked away for twelve years, Sabine Darrow's only friends are animals she communicates with using magic. Now, sold as a bride to a villainous high lord, her greatest fear is trading one prison for another. But a potential escape lies in the form of her gruff yet achingly handsome guard, whose loyalty she is determined to break. A huntsman with heightened senses, Basten "Wolf" Bowborn has more important things to do than transport his master's new bride. With ancient creatures reawakening along the kingdom's border wall, he is torn between his duty and his desire to investigate.

Working as Ruslan Oryolov’s personal assistant is the job from hell. After a long day spent tending to the billionaire’s every whim, I need some stress relief. So when I get home that night, that’s exactly what I do. Problem is, my thoughts are still stuck on the bosshole, who’s ruining my life. That’s fine—because of all Ruslan’s many sins, being gorgeous might be the most dangerous.

All I wanted was my baby brother back from the man who stole him away. My family is in Tyrant’s debt, a man they hate, and they disown me when the devil’s eyes stray to me. Now there’s nothing and no one to protect me from the cruel man who runs this city from the shadows. But Tyrant’s not going to drag me away by my hair just yet. He’s going to torment me first.

Four years ago, Ryan Shaw broke my heart, tore it into little pieces and then stomped on it. Ryan is my fated mate, but when I saw him with another woman at the regional meet of all the Packs, I’d had enough. I finally told him what he meant to me, and being the jerk that he is, he rejected me in front of everyone. Heartbroken, I ran, trying to get as far away from him and the memory of that night as possible. Except I’m on a roll with picking jerks. So now I’m on the run again and heading back to the one place I know I’ll be safe.

One wardrobe malfunction. Two people who don’t belong together. Three awful words: “Be my wife."