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A dark romance novella trilogy from the bestselling author of the Cradled Common series, in which a young woman and BookTokker named Vallie encounters several men who will fulfill her darkest fantasies, and leave her questioning her own sanity and desires. The novella trilogy that has captivated...

Once, I was the life of the party, the guy who could make anyone laugh with a simple quip and a devilish grin. But now, a heavy cloud hangs over me, casting a shadow that refuses to lift. It all changed the day she died. A girl caught in the crossfire of our dangerous world. Then along came Farrah....

To the rest of the world, I'm a damsel; rejected by my own mates and bonded against my will. Now, I need them to see that broken omega, so easily underestimated, because it's up to me to save my pack. With threats closing in, time is running out, and if I can't find answers, I might lose Dusk, Ransom, and Umbra—the alphas I've fallen for. Alphas who have already had everything stolen from them.

Colonel Liam Cobalt has it all. He is content being a successful colonel in the Army and a billionaire with enough money at his disposal to help others. It takes only one glimpse of Spencer Turner to change all that. When a headlong clash sets him back, he must rethink his strategy. Offering Spencer friendship instead of romance seems like a good idea even though he wants so much more.

They call me the Devil's assassin. It's true. I have blood on my hands. As the VP of the Serpents, my life is driven by loyalty, honor, brotherhood. Until I see her. Too young, too innocent. Mine to claim. What I am, what I do, can never reach her. My dark secrets are scars I bear alone. I'm torn between my duties and the woman I'll die to protect. Until...they try to take what's mine.

I was supposed to be in charge. That was always my intention. Until that slick corporate raider, Ethan Bradford, clicked his fancy pen and poof! Just like that, I was under him, instead of on top. Rich and powerful men - especially arrogant, handsome ones - are all the same. I know exactly how to handle him, but when my father pulls rank and orders me to play nice, my plans of putting him in his place vanish. I know his type. I've been around men like him my entire life, but one chance meeting with him and his son, makes me question everything I thought I knew.

I'm a man without a conscience. I deal in murder and mayhem. I'm the best at what I do. Frankie Helburn is supposed to be an easy job. A means to flush her father out of hiding. Simple. Except there isn't anything simple about Frankie or the secrets she's keeping. She's stubborn as hell and the sexiest god damn thing I have ever seen, sending dark, dirty animalistic desire coursing through my veins. She's cocaine with legs. A f--king addiction that makes me question things I've never questioned before.

Captain Maddox Stone is ready to put the men who messed with his family on a fast train to hell. Eliminating the enemy is the only thing he's good at anyway. He sure as hell isn't good at connecting. Of course, on the heels of that thought, his past comes walking through the door. Will he finally have the guts to explain what really happened that night so long ago?

Dale Steel has fallen in love with his intern, Ashley White. She’s vibrant, intelligent, and full of life, despite a past that was far from perfect. She’s everything he’s not…which is why he’s determined to keep her at arm’s length. The emotions she’s awakened in him have stirred something dark that he’s kept buried for years, and a relationship with him would only destroy her.

I never wanted to have anything to do with Elyseans, descendants of the Olympian gods. When I'm forced to participate in their deadly trials, I also learn that not everything is as it looks, and my past might just be very different from what I remember. So when I complete their trials, and they offer me an invitation to the Academy, I do the unthinkable and say yes. The plan is simple—find the man who did something outrageous to me when I was five years old, get out of the city of gods, and never look back. If only it were that simple.

Maxwell Sutton and Summer Madison are back and on their way to the altar! At least that was their plan. The road to forever isn't a smooth one. And these two are learning that firsthand thanks to Maxwell's past. But, Maxwell is determined not to let any drama derail their future. Because simply put—Maxwell and Summer are devoted to one another and to making their relationship last. No matter what stands in their way. Get reacquainted with these two love birds as they say I do and begin their happily ever after!

The alien captain rescuing me from the Dominion breeding facility is nothing like the other Tallean males I’ve met. He’s wild, untamed, and hot as sin. The fierce warrior sets my body on fire. He stalks right up to me and tells me I’m his. And bonus—he knows my sister! Eager to celebrate my newfound freedom, I jump on tall, dark, and dangerous for a wham-bam-thank-you-ma’am the first chance I get. He is an alien and can’t knock me up. It’s a win-win all around. What could possibly go wrong?

Since I walked away from my rich and royal family and became a house flipper of haunted and magical homes, life was nice and simple. Until I met Byron, the sexy ghost of an incubus...with some intriguing secrets. Now I'm in possession of one of the most dangerous magical artifacts in the world...although I'm still figuring out exactly what it does. What I do know is that I don't want this in the hands of the corrupt magical council.

I wasn't ready for Jacob Clark. He was sin and dark edges, wrapped in regret. He was my Kryptonite. His words oozed over me like warm honey. His dark eyes pricked my soul, and his touch.... Those fingers set my skin on fire. Of course, he was too good to be true. And before I could wipe the icing off my greedy lips, I was walking away. So, why was he invading my dreams?

Deep Del Toro, an Iniquus special operative on the Strike Force Team, listened to the radio as the announcer gave details of Lacey Stuart's upcoming press conference. He had watched video of her fighting off the FBI agent and escaping from a murder scene the night before, and now she was turning herself over to the police. What Deep's practiced eye saw in the video was a highly choreographed crime. But somehow Lacey had thwarted the professionals' plans. She was in imminent danger.

Against all odds, I’m finding a home with the Steel Demons. Reaper worships and dominates me. Jandro sweeps me off my feet. And yet my heart wants more.... Gunner nearly died to protect me, and I’m falling faster than his falcon dives for prey. After endless teasing, he admits he wants me too. The only problem? He doesn’t want to share.

Sam Simmons has quickly become one of my best friends. We were thrown together when our B.F.F.s fell in love, and the connection was instant. He’s the yin to my yang. The peanut butter to my jelly. The chocolate to my bacon. Wait...what? Gross. Anyway, when Sam gets all misty-eyed over his sad, cobweb-filled dumpster fire of a love life, I devise a plan. We’ll go through his little black book—who knew there was an app for that?—and set up second-chance dates with each woman with whom he’s failed at finding love.

Chelsea didn't mind being a club girl. Who wouldn't want a group of possessive alpha males on your side and in your bed? The freedom and the lifestyle allowed her to spread her wings while the rules and bylaws kept everyone in line. It was comfortable - safe. But while her head told her she was happy, her heart reminded her constantly of what she really wanted - Brothers by Blood President, Optimus. He was a brooding asshole who was sexy, loyal and pushed the boundaries of both her body and her mind. He never let her all the way in, but she still couldn't stay away from him.

"What are you wearing under this dress?" he asked, his mouth brushing hers, the words whisper-soft. Not what she expected him to say. "E-excuse me?" His teeth sank into her lower lip, making her yelp. "Focus." On what? The demon club? The humans dying downstairs? The fact that you're a f--king vampire? Where should I begin? He sighed, his forehead falling to hers. "Astasiya, we have very little time to sort this before the Conclave. I need you to work with me. Both our lives depend on it. What are you wearing?"

Nash Wilder Christopherson was the world’s golden boy. For fifteen years, she watched Nash race from the safety of her phone. Every single race, PR event, ESPN interview—she was there for it. He was the one thing that kept her sane while having to live the life her father forced her to. That was all he’d ever be to her, though. A face on the other side of the screen.