Novedades

A new darkness is seeping into Sterling Falls, and I’ve drawn its ire. When a masked stranger declares he wants our ruin—mine, my brother’s, the whole town’s—I hope he’s bluffing.

LuciaI hated him from the second he opened his mouth. Sure, he was gorgeous–6’7” with more muscles than Henry Cavill. And those warm brown eyes… and the deep, deep voice… But he was a mafioso, and he tried to tell me what to do. I’ve had enough of THAT to last me five lifetimes. See, I was born into the most powerful Cosa Nostra family in Venice, Italy…And I’ve had my fill of gangsters trying to boss me around.

He took his brother’s place at the altar. Now he owns my vows, my body… and soon, my heart. I was supposed to marry a man I didn’t love. I didn’t expect him to vanish— Or his older brother to take his place. Matteo Romano is everything my groom wasn’t. Colder. Crueler. Thirteen years older. A Mafia alpha with a voice like velvet and eyes that promise ruin. He says our marriage is just business—one year, no feelings. But when he punishes, I burn. When he commands, I break. And when he whispers mine, I believe him. One night, hate turns into something reckless. Now there’s a ...

Lust frozen and hidden in chastity's belt, Until puberty sparks and lust’s touch is felt, And perversion doth flame, and chastity, melt. --Goddess Alice of Wonderland Yesterday I (Alice) came of age. So I’m going on a journey of debauchery and self-exploration. Yes, I’m ready to finally perv out! Also yesterday, Dorothy of Oz was murdered. She had asked me to marry her. I want her back. So I’m traveling to the Greek Myth Realm, so I can bring Dorothy back from Hades. The handsome Mad Hatter is my sidekick. I intend to have lots of fun with him. I don’t like the Goddess of Chastity...

They call me Kayla "The Ruthless" King. The Queen of the North Shore and leader of the Kings' Crew. Because of the sacrifices I've made and the merciless way I run my crew, the North Shore belongs to me. In our town, you can only thrive if you're the worst of the worst. But that all ended when the psychopath I put away returned with a target on my back. If I'm The Ruthless King, Nathan White is The Lawless God. The biggest and baddest of them all. He's heartless and cruel, and everyone is safer out of his way. Including me.

It was supposed to be easy: one night of sin with a beautiful stranger to forever cut ties with my Bratva past. But I didn't pick a stranger. I picked him. Hades Drakos, the dark prince of the Drakos Mafia family, is a lethally beautiful psychopath with a trail of broken hearts and bloodshed in his wake. Oh, and he's my client. It doesn't matter that our one night was under darkness, disguised by masks. He knows my secret sin. He knows it was my first time. And now, he'll use that to trap me as his own personal Persephone.

Pippilotta "Pip" Francis has had a crappy life. Single mom at eighteen. No money. No friends. And definitely no Lululemon yoga pants. The worst part of her day isn’t getting snubbed by horny stay-at-home moms drooling over the hot young librarian at storytime. It’s bumping into Dr. Thad Blackgrave — arrogant, secretive, and British enough to make tea boil on sight. Because worse than overdue fines she can’t pay is this: The blood moon isn’t a myth. And the beasts it calls forth? They’re not here for storytime. Now Pip and Thad — the biggest, handsomest prick she has absolutely...

The Lost Apothecary meets Gothikana in this Victorian gothic romance of posion, passion, and dark secrets following a botanist who likes to poison unsavory men, but when her next target visits her apothecary, they discover their dark bond runs deeper than they imagined.

When beauty is monstrous, taming her will awaken a beast of his own... When Dr. Marcus Reed inherits his grandfather's remote estate, rumors of a haunted conservatory pique his scientific curiosity. But nothing prepares Marcus for the impossible truth hidden behind its glass—a secret that will upend his beliefs about the natural world and his own analytical heart. Flora Laurent, once a brilliant botanist, now exists as a human-plant hybrid after a catastrophic experiment. Dependent on the conservatory to survive and without her mentor's protection, she faces a terrifying future as rival ...

The house does not have electricity, and the eccentric nature of the family is displayed through the grotesque artwork that lines the walls of the manor. As Noelle wrestles with her own struggles with understanding her connection to death, she is also plunged headfirst into the dark mysteries surrounding the August family. The dying patriarch who she is strangely never able to see. The head of the household who is incapable of giving a straight answer. And a boy unable to speak but clearly terrified of something.

Headstrong and confident, Mira was trained from a young age to be an assassin of the supernatural kind. Trained by her uncles in the “family business”. Now at the age of twenty, fueled by the death of her brother and her thirst for vengeance, Mira has become the best at what she does. However, this path leads her into the manipulative twists and turns of Fate I the form of her newest mark, Hawke. He’s unlike anything she’s ever encountered.

I’m being sold off to the Bratva as part of a business deal… I’m a regular American girl, an artist trying to make a name for herself. But then Daddy tells me I’m a part of his business arrangement… I have to marry a cold, intense Bratva guy twice my age, whether I want to or not. Our marriage binds our families, giving both parties skin in the game. Nobody cares that my skin doesn’t want to be sold off to him. He says my innocence sparks an obsessive need in him. He wants me purely for himself, like an object he possesses. They say that time heals all wounds, even the most ...

Raised by the chief of police, I knew tangling with the mafia leader of Northridge Heights was a bad idea. Yet as I gazed into his dark eyes, I couldn't resist Teddy's offer. We made a deal. He helps me find my fathers murderer, and I'll stand by his side as paid protection. But nothing could protect my heart—from him. I saw a side of him few ever do, and it left me aching for him.

I accidentally slept with a much older Bratva guy who tortures for a living… I met him at the library of my university. I’m normally a good girl, but he turned me bad. He made me lose control for one reckless night. I sneaked out the next day. But when I’m the eyewitness to a shootout, he’s the one who comes to interrogate me… I had no idea that the underworld existed. I had no idea that guys like him torture people in their basements. When I try to run from him, he blocks my path and drags me back. He brings me to his place and intends on keeping me there for as long as he wants....

The world is a series of red tinted lights and painful bliss. An Underground Favorite, they used to call me. I wear the bruises they leave like jewelry. I never asked to be saved, but when that masked gothic heartthrob came in asking for me, I couldn’t very well say no—not that I had much of a choice in the matter. What started as a reluctant dream come true has dulled after three sexless years together in this sham of a marriage that continues to go nowhere. A girl has needs. So, what I’m doing isn’t so much cheating as it is problem solving.

My hot Bratva boss locks me up and does with me what he wants. I’m fresh out of college and got my dream job as an executive assistant. I must not submit to my hot boss, who is 15 years my senior and off-limits. And I must not give in when he kidnaps me and knocks me up with his twins. I’m an innocent girl. A virgin who has no idea Bratva guys like him exist. His suit molds perfectly against his muscled form, lighting forbidden parts of me on fire. His large, calloused hands explore my hidden curves, making me desperate. I try to escape his office unharmed, but unfortunately he has ...

I’m forced to marry four brutal Bratva Pakhans. They’re all much older than me, and they’re at war. The only way out of it is an alliance through a forced marriage and a joined heir. With me. I don’t want to give them my plus-size curves, let alone a baby. But I don’t have a choice. I grew up in an orphanage before I was brought into the dark underworld. Now I find myself forced into a wedding dress to marry four ice-cold monsters. I’m a pawn in their game, trapped in their web of violence and manipulation. They can do with me whatever they want. And I can’t defend myself. ...

Ein alter Fluch. Zwei daran gebundene Familien. Eine verbotene Liebe. Als mir die Wildbloods in der Nacht des Zehents ihre Töchter präsentierten, wussten sie, was auf das auserwählte Mädchen zukommen würde. Die Mondsichel, die Willow kennzeichnete, machte sie zu meiner. Ich hatte keine andere Wahl, als sie zu nehmen. Das Schicksal legte unsere Bestimmungen schon lange vor unserer Geburt fest, indem es uns unsere Rollen zuwies. Eine Opfergabe würde erbracht werden. Der Zehent bezahlt werden. Erst dann würden unsere Familien frei sein, zumindest bis der nächste Zehent fällig wurde.

Darius has all but erased me. He’s destroyed my house, stolen my sister and forced her to marry Otto to ensure they get my millions. And worse, far worse, he has his grubby hands on my Rose, and my daughter too. But what he doesn’t realise is he’s put the nail in his own coffin. I will have my vengeance this time, I will save my family, even if I have to destroy this entire city to do it.

Santo Domingo de la Calzada, 1532. London, 1837. Boston, 2019. Three young women, their bodies planted in the same soil, their stories tangling like roots. One grows high, and one grows deep, and one grows wild. And all of them grow teeth.