What could be more normal than celebrating a successful exam? I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel. A chance to make a fresh start. I've compartmentalized my past behind multiple fortified barriers. Painful secrets that have no place here with the only two friends I have. I'm going on vacation for the first time in my life. Las Vegas, city of light and sin. I want to see it all and make wonderful memories. My name is Paige. A future is opening up for me. I know the worst is finally behind me. And I intend to make the most of it. But fate can be devious, can't it? And ...

My father sold me to the Shadow King. Faerie is a completely different world than the one I'm used to. Winged creatures fly in and out of mirrors, and fantastical gardens conceal treacherous illusions. Shadows draw me in a little more for each day my magic grows, but I can't afford to let my guard down. To survive, I must play by the king's rules and protect myself from the nightmares, dreams, and fantasies that govern his seductive realm. Most of all, I must resist him. If I don't, my kingdom will fall.

This is my story of how to lose a mob boss in ten days. I have a problem: I’ve been arranged to marry a monster. Run away? Good idea. Tried that. Didn’t work. Because in my family, my father makes the rules. And he says this wedding is happening. But he still has a soft spot for me, his last remaining daughter. So he offers me a deal. Take ten days. Get to know Sasha. See if you change your mind. Yeah, right. Sasha Ozerov is a beast in Brioni. He’s ruthless, flawless, utterly unconcerned with mortals like me.

When a mysterious man rescues her from near death, a young woman finds herself in the throes of a dark and dangerous storybook romance, where pleasure reigns but happy endings are no guarantee.

Phoenix Montgomery is my sister's ex-fiancé. Billionaire heir and freshly released from prison. One glance is all it takes to rekindle our old hatred. Now, I'm forced to marry him. To live with him. To pretend I'm in love with him. But he doesn't know our lives are tangled in lies. He doesn't know I have a stalker. And now, he's a target too. My goal is to survive. His is to make my life hell.

My entire life changed when he walked into my father’s café in Tuscany…Il Mostro. The monster. The devilishly handsome mafia don Dario Rosolini. He and his brothers run this region… and they take everything they want. Including me. Although Dario has made clear that I am his and ONLY his. But I’ll fight back, no matter how hard it is. Not just because I’m afraid of him (although I am)… But because, deep down, I WANT him… And I know that giving in to him will ruin me forever.

He’s New York’s most eligible billionaire. And I’ve been hired to find him love. I’ve built a thriving business doing what I love—connecting soulmates. So, when a woman begs me to help her father, I’m on the first flight from London. My track record is flawless. Until I meet Sterling Beaufort. Suave. Charming. Devastatingly handsome. The owner of the world’s most luxurious diamond empire. But behind the silver fox’s billion-dollar smile is a complex man I’m determined to unravel. The harder I push, the fiercer he resists.

Shea-Lynne O’Rourke is no innocent princess. But she is off-limits. Older. Strong-Willed. Mouthy AF. That doesn’t stop me from wanting to possess this feisty Irish Rose and make the only woman I can’t have mine. She's my last bodyguard gig before I take my place in Quinlan Empire. I'm riddled with scars and past sins, too filthy for an angel. Who surprises me with a savage taste for the forbidden.

Rakel is a princess who should have been queen. Instead, as a despised magic user, she has spent most of her life exiled on a barren mountain, alone in her ice castle. But her empty life is shattered when an army of magic users invades her home country, bringing cruelty and darkness in their wake.

After getting tangled up in Carnage business, it isn’t long before I'm tangled up in their sheets. They see is my blonde hair and sweet smile, and they want to dirty me up a little. I'm a splash of pink within the leather-clad army, standing out like a tampon in a condom factory. But it’s not my fault they underestimated me. I might like girly things, but I’m much more likely to spray you with bullets then sprinkle you with glitter. I could just tell them they have me labeled all wrong...but where’s the fun in that?

Fifty Shades of Grey meets Serpent and the Wings of Night in a why-choose romantasy where one woman's quest to save her sister—and the realm—brings her to not one, but four power-hungry princes of chaos.

When Miakoda Nez's husband goes missing after a terrorist attack at the US Embassy in Brazil, she heeds his cryptic instructions to pack up and run. Throwing clothes and a gun in her suitcase, she heads out on a familiar route they'd taken many times. But everywhere she looks, someone is watching. Disguised as a homeless veteran, FBI agent Greyson waits at a rest stop for his contact, but when a gang of thugs threaten Miakoda, he jumps to her rescue. Once on the road together, Greyson gets contacted by his boss and given a new assignment.

John Docherty’s mother has just been taken into a nursing home following a massive stroke and she’s unlikely to be able to live independently again. With no other option than to sell the family home, John sets about packing up everything in the house. In sifting through the detritus of his family’s past he’s forced to revisit, and revise his childhood. For in a box, in the attic, he finds undeniable truth that he had a brother who disappeared when he himself was only a toddler.

To be born a strigoi, you must be the seventh son in an all-male family. A strigoi can transform into an animal, turn invisible, have tremendous strength, accelerated speed, and the preference to drain the blood of its victims. Though they are like vampires, strigoi are not vampires, and are much older. Victor Marinescu, in Moldavia, Romania, is the seventh son of a seventh son. Therefore, he is born strigoi. The fates finally answered his prayers after these long 613 years. Victor has found his mate.

As newspapers reported in the 1890s, a woman dubbed "Shakespeare" was found dead in a seedy hotel along the waterfront by Manhattan’s South Street Seaport. The chilling scene recalled for press and police alike Jack the Ripper’s victims in London. Panicked New Yorkers worked feverishly to halt that maniac’s spree from expanding across the Atlantic. The city only sighed relief after detectives abruptly arrested a traveling Algerian ex-soldier for the crime.