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Shattered Dreams is book three of four in the Boys Of Bellerose series. This is a mafia/rock star reverse harem romance series with dark elements and gripping cliffhangers throughout. Content is intended for a mature audience.

The monsters already own my body…but do they want my heart? Left to die in a monstrous land, I’m saved by the monster I least expect. He hates me, but he loves what my body can do for him. I shouldn’t want to keep him. I shouldn’t want to keep all of them. I’m just their plaything, after all. But, one by one, they find their way into my heart. Even as the world falls apart around me, I realize that I’ve become just as obsessed with my monsters as they are with me.

“Liar, liar, pants on fire.” The words scrawled on the back of my newest stalker mail makes my blood run cold. I have no idea if it’s the lie I know or one that I don’t. Since arriving back into Shadow Grove, I’ve been stalked, tormented, chased, and almost killed. I’ve been lied to, repeatedly, by people I was growing to trust.

When the Shadows set you free… will you let them claim you? My worst nightmare has come true. Sergi Petrov, the man my father sold me to, has me in his grip again. This time, even my Shadows aren’t strong enough to fight his obsession. I endure every night in his mansion—twenty-one days of his attention, his delusion—submitting so my men, my soulmates, can live free. I will suffer anything to ensure their safety. Every night, my will to survive is tested, with only Nikolai, Sergi’s own son, helping me resist the darkness his father creates inside me.

I am a Sovereign Son. A king within the Society. With a look, I send men to their knees. Yet she stands tall against me, taunting me with her rebellion. But we all have rules we must live by. Even me. And I have broken the most sacred. I took her to my bed. I claimed that which did not belong to me. And now that the beast within has had a taste, it wants more.

Pregnant. Funny how one small word can change the course of your life so completely that it becomes unrecognisable. In order to protect the life growing inside me, I must change who I am, escaping from the rich yet depraved mountains of Colorado to the hidden exclusivity of London. Dancing becomes my freedom, giving me everything that I've missed from my privileged life so far. Friends, safety and a fresh start.

Five years ago, I masterminded the infamous massacre of the Tri-state Timberwolves. The streets outside the Wolves HQ ran red with the blood of the old guard, and not one of those members loyal to my father were spared mercy. Not a single one. I let the media twist and distort the story. My new recruits eagerly proved themselves in spreading false news, in covering our tracks. To the general public, the Tri-State Timberwolves were extinct. But that couldn’t have been further from the truth.

From the first night I bedded her, I knew I was playing with fire. And now I must face the consequences. I betrayed my best friend. A man who was more a brother to me than my own blood. And now I fear I have lost her too. She claims men hold all the power in our world, but she has brought me to my knees. I love her. I know that now. Too little too late. Breaking a heart is easy. Mending one is more complicated. But a predator lies in wait of her. And I’ll do anything I must to keep her safe.

My whole life, I’ve wished for family but found foes, instead. All this changed in a matter of days when I met the guys from Haret - my dragon, shifter, mage, fae, merman, and vampire. Each man has his own unique magic, and as a Qilin, I have the power to channel it. There’s one huge problem, though. I got my piece of dragon, but if the ringmaster finds out, he’ll use Jack to get to us. With Underbelly controlling Jack, we don’t know who to trust.

Five years ago, I made a choice that I haven’t regretted a day since. I protected the single most important person in my world, my little sister. I protected myself, and I seized control of the Tri-State Timberwolves. Since then, I’ve wielded that power with an iron fist. Done whatever it took to take care of my people. Kept us out of the public eye, and kept us safe. Now a ghost from my past is threatening my position. Challenging me. Peddling their poison and breaking my rules. Stabbing at me in the dark.

Maddison has been fighting the gods from the first moment she found out they existed. Those arrogant and power hungry deities have a plan...a plan that includes destroying everything she holds dear, and she fears that one day soon, they're going to succeed. When new information is dropped in her lap, a way to end the gods once and for all, Maddison jumps at the chance. That's until she finds out that the path to her prize is through a maze of challenges that have stumped all who've attempted them before.

Our enemies are out in the open now - we have them in our sights. Unfortunately, that means we’re more exposed than ever, too. We found the Qilin, but we’ve lost my vampire. My guys tell me he’ll be fine, but will we?Just when I think I have Haret figured out, I find a new piece to the puzzle. There are cities in the sky, magical creatures losing magic, and goddesses cracking under the pressure.

Being in the Guild is our life…or death. Not everyone is created equal, and not everyone is truly cut out for the work we do. It’s not pretty, it’s not glamorous, and it’s sure as shit not moral or good. The weight of the sins we carry can become too much for some, and they crack. When they do, they become a threat. No one quits the Guild. Not really. Either they cut a deal to make themselves useful in another capacity, or they get eliminated. But who, you might ask, can kill a killer? Who scares the boogeyman into running and hiding? Men like me.

I found peace in the last place I expected, but it was a mirage built on lies and unfulfilled promises. I thought we somehow managed to find a way to co-exist in their little lair, but as usual I was wrong. The second I felt settled, a corrupt Hawk turns up and flips everything I’ve come to know—and dare to trust— on its head. Without a choice, I’m dragged out into the night by the man I vowed to obey— Maverick Murray. Taken away from the protection of the man I loved to hate— Reid Harris.

It's been 1097 days and 14 hours since I've been locked in this place. And they've come to me every night. The monsters in my dreams worship my body, and when I wake up I'm desperate for more. But they’re never there to finish me off. Dr. Adams says I can leave the asylum if I start to take my meds, but I've always hated how they made me feel...and I'm not sure that I agree with them that I'm actually crazy. Because dreams don’t make you crazy, right?

All I’ve ever known is the Guild. They clothed me, fed me, raised me. They trained me. And in return I became their perfect weapon, their loyal soldier, their deadly asset. For as long as I can remember, the Guild has been my life. But now, it’s about to become my death. Not everyone is cut out to be a mercenary. I’ve watched countless colleagues fail in their missions and pay the ultimate price. I’ve watched peers lose their minds with the weight of the work we do, and pay with their lives to keep our secrets. I never thought I would become one of them.

Gather round close, for I have a secret to tell. Late at night, while everyone is sleeping, dreaming of white knights and fairytales. I'm making friends with the monsters. They call to me, like finds like, right? My biggest secret, I'm the scariest monster I know. I think I'm the bad guy.

I thought I’d reached a whole new low the day I ran from Bellerose. The day I was snatched by mafia goons, beaten half to death, and left wishing they’d finish the job. But then an Angel saved me. His kind of salvation wasn’t the freedom I’d been hoping for, though. Two months later, I’m his prisoner in the gilded cage of his home. His pregnant mistress.

A world of racing horses, wealth, power, and organized crime was what Garrett Hughes had been born to lead. He thrived as the boss of the southern mafia. Women had come and gone in his life, but he had never needed any of them. Once he was given his heirs, he no longer cared about marriage. He had one family, The Family. He didn’t need anything more. The gorgeous cocktail waitress at his private club is everything he despises. She gets by in life by her beauty, not striving for more. Just like his ex-wives.

"I do." Two words that taste bittersweet, their meaning conflicting within me. They roll off my tongue, tasting both right and wrong, as if the hand that gives also seeks to take away, uncaring and unapologetic. Can I truly have it all? Can I keep them, these pieces of my heart? Shakespeare knew true love's path is anything but smooth, especially when it collides with an unknown past, while our own demons threaten to consume us.