Welcome to Latibulum Noctis… At the Whitmore estate, the infamous party is more than just an invitation—it’s a test of fate. The guests gather to play a game of hide and seek, where luck and misfortune intertwine in every shadow. When the clock strikes midnight, the true nature of Latibulum Noctis reveals itself. Consumed with a need for answers, Valeria’s mission is clear: uncover the truth behind the mysterious disappearance of her beloved, who vanished many years ago, leaving behind nothing but haunting memories of their past.

Mercy's story continues here. Find out what she's up to with her men! Full blurb coming soon.

Welcome to the Lilydale Foundation Center... home of second chances. At least, that's what they tell us it is. It's basically a glorified prison and asylum for the deranged with good alibis. When the police pulled me out of my burning home, along with what was left of my Father, I was deemed broken — even if I was the reason the fire started. So, here I am at my new home. They think they can save us with their fancy facility. But what insane person decided it was a good idea to put a bunch of young, unhinged people together?

From the moment my twin sister set her eyes on Matteo, she decided he was the one. We were just kids, but that didn’t matter to her. In her heart, she believed they were destined to be together. So when their arranged engagement was announced, no one was surprised. At least, that’s what I thought. But lately, something had felt off. Wherever I went, Matteo was there. Lurking in the dark, concealed in the shadows, always watching.

I think I always knew I was going to die young. Like I had this… silent, invisible clock ticking down to my final moments plastered above my head. Maybe that’s why I was so reckless, crazy. Why I sought after adventure. Why nothing scared me… Except, there was always this… feeling I couldn’t shake that something was in the darkest parts of every corner, under every bed, closet, or room, like a ghost watching me. Waiting to take me. My own, personal reaper. But it was always only during a lightning storm that I could see the outline of my reaper. No scythe.

My rightful place is at the head of the Bonetti empire. With my father dying, the pressure is on to prove I’m the man he can trust with his legacy. He has but one stipulation. I, Luca Bonetti, certified playboy, must take a wife. When I find a stunning brunette attempting to steal from me, everything changes. Sweet little thief. She may be beautiful, but she chose the wrong man to mess with. I have two choices. Kill her or use her to get what I want more than anything.

For a decade, revenge has consumed my every waking thought. My sole desire? To mete out even a fraction of the suffering inflicted upon me by those five individuals. They believed they could silence me forever, burying me alive and leaving me for dead. Little did they know, it takes more than mundane means to kill a demon. I’m coming for you all, my sweets.

My new neighbor happens to be the grumpiest billionaire in Whispers, but his gravelly voice and golden brown eyes make this city girl weak at the knees. When my life imploded and I lost my job and my fiancé in a matter of weeks, I didn’t know what my next step should be. Then I received an inheritance that would change my life forever. Moving to a small town and renovating the old farmhouse was a step in the right direction. But bickering with my startling good looking, yet much older neighbor was not part of my plan.

She betrayed him, and now he wants revenge against the sister who became his forbidden obsession the second he laid eyes on her. After she sends him to prison for years, he’s free and ready to haunt her.

You want to know the secret to everlasting happiness? Never fall in love. That was the wisdom my father imparted to us James boys after our mom died, and it’s a piece of advice that’s served me well. Until dear old Dad asks me for a favor over Sunday brunch. No big deal, right? I love making my old man happy. Except this “favor” is a lot more complicated than picking up his dry cleaning. Dad wants me to marry and provide a few heirs for the James empire, and he’s even done me the courtesy of handpicking my bride-to-be. Lucky me.

The boy who once made my life a living hell is now the only way to save my family from living on the streets. I wish he’d just stayed wherever he’s been for the past four years. That is, blissfully out of my life and nowhere near our little country town. But in my weakest moment, he arrived like some knight in shining armour. One I never wanted or asked for. I should have run him down with my wheelchair. But I didn’t. I got in his car. And now I have to see his beautiful damn face every damn day.

I don’t want a wife. I don’t want a prisoner. But she just became both… Seven years ago, Hadleigh Castille fell into my bed and never left my heart. Then she disappeared and my hunger for vengeance was born. My body wasn’t the same after that night. She left for war, but I lived a daily life of blood and violence for the Irish Mob. Now, I’ve risen to power in my own right, but to keep my crown I must align with the enemy. When he presents his sister to me as a bride, my heart takes a tumble. The woman I knew, the siren I never got over isn’t Hadleigh Castille, Navy Lieutenant.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

Being a member born into a secret society is nothing like what you would expect. Our world is dripping in diamonds and gilded in gold, but it’s also built atop the blood and bones of innocents. The wronged and the shamed haunting this town, this world, this society. Maggie Bartlett had accepted the fact that she would never have control over her destiny. That she would always be a puppet in their play. A queer woman in a Puritan man’s world is one of the most dangerous things to be. But what good is life without a little danger?

But sometimes the heart has a mind of its own. It falls without warning. The last thing I want to do is fall for the angry cowboy. Blair Andrews has spent the better part of her adulthood playing trophy wife to her politician husband in San Francisco. All she knows is her pampered, polished, perfect life. Until it all comes crashing down around her. After hiding out in her sister’s spare bedroom for months to avoid pitying looks on the streets, she decides it’s time to escape city life and learn to stand on her own.

If only I could shut all people out of my life… and my head. Everyone’s minds are so damned busy. Their rage, pain, despair, love, joy—and more—tangle up in my brain until I just want to scream. But then I meet a gorgeous guy who wants me to train his adorable dog. And I end up in a realm I had no idea existed, surrounded by shapeshifters who want not only me, but what I can apparently do. Three of them call to my heart. And one of them flies through my dreams as a dragon…

Exiled. For six long years. But my father is dead now and I’m head of the Montague Family. I’m not going to stay hiding in the shadows any longer. No, I’m going to get my revenge starting with her; Rose Capulet. The love of my life. By the time I’m finished she, and everyone in this city will understand the monster I’ve become. The monster they made of me. I’m going to take this city. I’m going to take everything they love and leave them with nothing but the ashes.

The Archivist is a debut novel of remarkable depth and power. Set in the hushed world of a prestigious American university, it weaves a story of love and loss, recognition and redemption. Matthias Lane, 65, is the university’s orderly archivist. Graduate student Roberta Spire, 35, is determined to gain access to some of the collection’s sealed letters - ones written by T.S. Eliot to his close friend Emily Hale. Roberta believes they hold the keys to Eliot’s religious conversion, his wife’s suicide, and his emotional detachment.

As a mechanic in a family full of lawyers, I'm used to being the black sheep. All I want in life is to run my auto repair shop with my trusted employees and live my life in peace. That peace is shattered when a gorgeous girl with innocent green eyes filled with fear shows up at my shop. It's clear she's hiding from someone. There's something about the girl that thaws my cold, lonely heart. It doesn't take long for me to decide that this sweet angel is mine, and I'll do anything to protect her and erase the haunted look in her eyes.

I’d been stalking her for years. My little witch was always just out of reach. But tonight, I’d gotten her scent. She could run as fast and as far as she liked. It made no difference. I would find her. And when I did, I’d drag my little witch to The Underworld to be my bride. My queen. My goddess forever. I was powerless against his shadows, unable to do anything as the demon split the earth and The Realm of the Living fell away. He expected me to be terrified, but my life had already ended before he captured me.

I’ll burn Chicago to the ground before I let her marry a Volkov. Maeve Callaghan is my forbidden obsession. The reason I left for Europe three years ago. We were on the edge of crossing a line that could get us killed. Now I’m back and my desire returns with a vengeance. When my boss announces her engagement to a Russian, I know I’d die before I let her marry him. Maeve flees, taking the decision from my hands. Her father makes the grave mistake of sending me to retrieve her. I’ll betray the clan for her, hell, I’d die for her. Maeve doesn’t know the monster behind the man.

On the surface, my life is a flawless performance. I stay home, keep the house spotless, and play the role of the devoted wife. It doesn’t matter that behind the curtains, the truth is darker than anyone could imagine. I’ve mastered the art of concealing the bruises, spinning lies to explain the tears, and burying the horrors of what happened behind closed doors. Until her.

Aura was always destined to become the Starnight Prince’s bride following her twenty-first birthday. Now that the day has arrived, she looks forward to wedded bliss—and their first night together as husband and wife. That is, until the savage dragon king from another court steals Aura away before the ceremony.

What happens when you discover that the shadows don’t hide the monsters you should fear, but the ones who will save you? I come home to discover the ultimate act of betrayal by the one person who was meant to love and protect me. My father sold me to the Russian Bratva, in exchange for a debt he could not pay, his apology a text message as he fled the country. Enter Nikolai Petrov, tall, dark and handsome, the Bratva leader’s son, and my childhood crush. Also the man who has won me, who has paid the price for me in blood and expects a return in kind.

'The scar drew her whole face sideways, and even in profile, with the hideous thing turned away, her face was horribly lopsided, skin, features and all, dragged away from the bone. She was a beautiful girl, a white and golden girl, like moonlight on daisies, a month ago.' And yet the men still hover around her, more out of curiosity than lust, and none more so than the wildly seductive, dangerous funny man Honeybuzzard; lithe as a stick of liquorice, he is the demonic puppet master at the swirling centre of the tale.

My rightful place is at the head of the Bonetti empire. With my father dying, the pressure is on to prove I’m the man he can trust with his legacy. He has but one stipulation. I, Luca Bonetti, certified playboy, must take a wife. When I find a stunning brunette attempting to steal from me, everything changes. Sweet little thief. She may be beautiful, but she chose the wrong man to mess with. I have two choices. Kill her or use her to get what I want more than anything.

Three years. Three years at the Omega Center, learning everything I need to learn, becoming the omega that they say we're supposed to be. You know what else they say? That we'll find our pack, our alphas, while here. There hasn't been an omega yet that's walked through those doors and not walked out ready to bond with their intended packs and alphas. The exception being me. I haven't found my pack. On my last night at the Center, however, I catch a scent that nearly drives me crazy. I found them there. Syn and Kian. And that scent around them that makes my knees weak?

I’ve been watching her. Calculating, biding my time, planning what I’ll do to her when I finally have her. She is the exception to the rule. I don’t chase women; they fall at my feet. But for her, I’ll use everything at my command to make her mine. I want her body. I want her screams. I want her devotion. And I won’t stop until she doesn’t recognize herself without me.

Destiny laughs at the well laid plans of Dr. Nash Santini and Farrah Knight. St. Helena's new Veterinarian, is six feet of handsome with a big side of sexy. But the widower isn't using his gifts. His focus is young son, Max. Moving back to his hometown has provided the boy with stability and a big extended family. Farrah cared for her ailing parents for a hard six years. With a friend's offer of a job in a more affordable location, she's about to sell her inherited home. She wants to have an adventure, and maybe she'll find it in a fresh start. St.

As the second-born princess of a kingdom conquered by a brutal empire, I'm nothing but a pawn. Little do I expect my parents to arrange my marriage to the most powerful bachelor of all: the son of the emperor himself. But when I arrive at the imperial palace, I discover I must compete for my betrothed—vying with the court noblewomen in a series of humiliating trials to prove our devotion. Those who fail will be executed. For the sake of my country, I'll risk my life to win my husband—this sadistic man who applauds the torment and flaunts his lovers.