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I am both a sinner and a saint, but I bleed vengeance. For years, I’ve lived in the grey… until her. Avery Washington didn’t belong in the shadows, but I dragged her into the darkness anyway. One kiss, and I would stop at nothing to possess her. One caress, and my need to destroy wavered. Our attraction was poison and pleasure. They say the devil recognizes his own, but I never saw Avery coming. She's determined to light the matchsticks, and I can't resist going down in flames...

I hated to trick her...but I knew she would never go for the real me. She was beautiful, smart and funny - everything I could want. And I was...well. Me. Tattooed, foulmouthed bad boy. I told one little white lie hoping to meet someone different. And I did. Danniella Abbot. She wasn’t who I was expecting, and I guess she could say the same, because Danni made it very clear she wasn’t interested in me or my reasons for lying. The fact that she was my best friend’s little sister only complicated an already impossible situation.

Tattooed on my skin are the words, “Bow to no man.” I live by them. Die by them. I’ve been on the run since my mother was killed right in front of me, hiding in the gritty underbelly of New Orleans. After a lifetime of being alone, the only thing I crave is revenge. But I never anticipated Lincoln Asher.

He insisted there wouldn’t be consequences. He broke his promise. So I’m trying to avoid him at all costs. It doesn’t help that his face would make angels lose their virtue and he has a body made for sin.... The chemistry between us is undeniable. I couldn’t resist him if I tried. He’s going to be the rung on my career ladder that breaks…and I’m almost to the top, so an office scandal is the last thing I need. Plus, Noah's got secrets. But so do I. And I'm smart enough to keep my secrets and heart out of the mix.

Darby Dunwell is not a Bond Girl, though she's been blessed with the body of one. An east coast, ivy-league, trust fund kid, she flees a life of expectation, elocution, and executive board rooms to follow her one true love: Coffee. The deeply eccentric seaside tourist hamlet of Townsend Harbor throws its doors wide open for her sex-positive, bikini-themed coffee shop named Brewbies.

Ethan went from being a perfect stranger…to my boss…to my fake husband…and then…my baby daddy. Let me backup just a little. All I asked for was a job, not one-hundred thousand dollars in exchange for being his fake wife for six months. Of course, I couldn’t resist the offer. One-hundred thousand had a nice ring to it, but heartbreak didn’t (not that I thought it would ever lead to a heartbreak, despite the way Ethan made my pulse quicken). I would go numb every time he touched me and pulled me close. But then reality would hit me right in the head.

I was never supposed to see him again. Him being the man wearing the perfectly tailored suit, who oozed an intoxicating mixture of wealth, rebellion, and sex appeal. One night. No strings. No names. Still riding the high from last night, I walk in to meet my new client, and he’s wearing that same dangerous smirk. Yes, I’m consulting for Callahan Sharpe. That Callahan Sharpe. Billionaire heir who abides by no rules, bucks convention, and is determined to complete one final project to honor his late father’s legacy. Luckily, and unluckily for me, I’m tasked to help.

I’m the genius behind the keyboard, the man at my brothers’ backs when trouble comes calling. Killing might not have been my nature, but I learned to do what I had to, to survive. To keep them alive. Now, with everything going right, with my family finally happy, a new threat has risen. A shadow. A menace that could take it all away in a single breath. And not just from my family. From hers. Nix.

My life has been full of half truths tangled in lies—I’d been to hell and back more times than I could count. But nothing could have prepared me for the fear in her voice, and then the sight of that building going up in flames. After the way I treated her, the way I hurt her, I’d earned that pain back tenfold. I deserved to lose the only bit of light in my dark, twisted life. Neither of us have survived the suffering only to have it end this way and I refuse to believe that our time is done.

I realized I became this male for a reason. To take down the organization that stole and enslaved what was mine by right and fate. And I knew that because I found her, I found them. They thought they could take her, keep my mate from me. They didn’t know I’d destroy them because of it.

My father had just sold me off. Bartered my body to erase his debt to the very devil himself. A Beast of a man. Literally. A creature whispered about amongst the villagers and feared by all. He was a beastly visage at three times the size of a man, his monstrously huge body covered in fur. Sharp fangs and eyes that held an unearthly red glow. He had paw-like hands tipped with claws and horns that arched back from his inhuman face. I was to live with him, to be his in every way—all ways—he saw fit.

Last night, I tried to drink away my feelings for my brother's best friend. Today I’m riding across a dangerous, desert wasteland with him. When Torrance Knight steps up to make this dangerous ride with me, I’m both relieved and dreading the journey. He’s pure sin wrapped in a tall, leather package. I’ve been in love with him for years, but he’s too busy breaking the heart of every girl in town to notice me, let alone return my feelings. I have to protect my heart while also pretending to be his wife. Not only that, I have to focus on our mission.

Our story begins the same as any ill-fated romance. Two households, two families, two species that should never be together. These are the recipe for tragic, beautiful love, fated to end in flames. She is my doom. She is my destiny. Unavoidable, impossible to deny, and painful to ignore. They call me Bastard Prince, a half-breed unworthy of a true title. But I still have to follow the rules. Serve the Blackthorne vampire bloodline. A shifter and a vampire are forbidden to be together. But Briar is mine, and I’ll fight family and constitution to the death in order to keep her.

I wasn’t human, not completely. A Lycan—a centuries-old wolflike creature that was feared by all, stronger than anything on the planet, and who was only ever after one thing. For over 300 years, I had one purpose in life. Find her, the one female born to be mine. My female who’d cause the Linking Instinct—that supernatural connection that told me she was mine and I hers—to finally take root and make me whole. And for hundreds of years, I’d been alone. Until I scented her, saw her, finally felt my heart beat and the blood rush through my veins with anticipation. Mine.

The empire is crumbling. She didn’t believe me. Even now, she doesn’t want to. But as sirens ring out in the distance and she stares into my eyes - there is no denying it. No denying her. Or the truth. The threat is closer than we've ever imagined, and uncovering that truth is deadlier than the lies she grew up believing. We’re at our breaking point, but I’m not going down without a fight. And I’m sure as hell not going to lose her. Not after everything we’ve endured.

All my life I’ve been a prisoner. Locked away by men who think they hold all the power. First my father. And now him. The devil himself. Reid Harris. Even my husband can’t save me from the most infamous man in Harrow Creek and his loyal best friend. I’m tangled up in their twisted games. One woman. Three dangerous men. They expect me to cower. To beg and plead for mercy. But Reid’s about to discover that not everyone bends to his will.

It’s spring 1919, and the Great War has ended. New life flourishes on the red cliffs of the Northern Isles of Scotland—sea pinks and primrose, puffins and guillemots. But this windswept corner of the world harbors a dark secret. Rose Van Etten has always reveled in danger and defiance. When the war started, she went from racing cars to driving ambulances and learned of an insidious spy ring from a dying soldier. Now that the war is over, she ventures to Scotland in search of the truth.

Attending a wedding is dead last on Fiona Lock’s list of priorities. She has two options: Stay home and let the family gossip mill speculate on why she isn’t there, or attend the wedding and pretend she’s just fine. The decision is obvious. Not only does she choose option B…she may have mentioned a boyfriend she doesn’t have. With the nuptials imminent, the race is on to find her “perfect man” who doesn’t exist.

With everyone she’s ever loved dead, Effie’s fate is no longer one of her choosing. Overnight, she becomes the newest initiate of the Keepers of Prophecy, a secret order that Sees what the future holds. War looms for the land of Elysia, unless Effie can prevent it by harnessing her visions and interpreting their meaning. Yet as what she Sees becomes far more dark and sinister, she finds herself no closer to deciphering it. Forced to rely on her tutor and Guardian, her inner turmoil deepens when feelings within herself—those she thought died with the man she loved—resurface.

My father is set to become the next governor of Georgia, and he'll use me to get there if he has to. He'll hand me over to the man with the biggest bank account and political pull. I wanted something more. I wanted Levi. And I had him - until I woke up, disoriented and confused, at his mercy. He’s a bad boy, all right. A sexy, deadly assassin. And I'm the pawn torn between him and my father, two powerful men intent on destroying each other.