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I was ready to watch this town that made me the villain rot in front of my eyes, but it seems ghosts don't stay buried here. Everyone's favorite sweetheart has returned to Hollow Heights dragging nothing but unanswered questions and grim memories behind her.

The God of Death says I’m his long-lost bride. His soul mate. An Omega who betrayed him two thousand years ago. He believes my memories are the key to our survival. Only, they’re memories I no longer possess. Because I’m not who he thinks I am. I’m Serapina, not Persephone. A human, not an Omega. And that knot he keeps talking about? Yeah, that’s not coming anywhere near me. Except Hades isn’t the only one threatening to claim me with his knot. Morpheus, the God of Dreams, says I belong to him, too.

It's been months since the day we stood above that empty grave that stunk of burnt flesh and secrets. All of us were dressed to the nines, one of us wearing a wedding dress, a day that was supposed to mark the beginning of a new adventure. It marked the bitter end of our vengeance. We have done things that have marked our souls for eternity. But before we get there, we have to go back. Back to where it all started. The place I could find in my sleep.

Will obsession be enough? I'd always believed my love was enough to save him. To protect him. I was wrong. The Copycat killer gets closer every day, and I can't help but feel his every move is in my direction.

Commitment is not my thing nor do I want it to be. After the things I’ve been through with women, I have sworn off relationships. There’s only ever been one woman that I thought I felt pulled to and I blew it. Not only was it the best date of my life, it was also the worst night of my life. Since then, I have become a nail and bail kind of guy. But then Sunday Sutton bursts back into my life, and ends up living with her son and their pet chicken across the hall from me.

I was dead. At least, I thought I was. I should have been… but when I wake up in an odd realm with only Anani and Azrael to tether me to reality, I realize that this may not be the end. I have a larger purpose. One that includes saving everyone from the dragon god that was responsible for my death. All I have to do is find the strength to be reborn.

We all have secrets we would die to protect and truths we would kill to uncover. My search for answers leads me to an abandoned church and the dwelling of three psychotic, masked men. These three Beasts are the stuff of nightmares, leaving no witnesses to the horror they sow. They are ruthless and deranged, but they are the ones who hold the answers to my past and the key to unlock my future.

For years, I’ve just been Serapina the human. Now, I’m Sera the Mythos Fae Omega. And apparently I harbor millennia’s worth of secrets inside my soul. So not only am I trying to discover the memories hidden somewhere within my mind, but I’m also on the run...with three irresistible fae.

I fell for your lies, and you sucked me into your twisted game. You made me crave your taste, hungered for your full attention. I gave you everything, only for you to go ghost. You hollowed my heart, sending me into a spiral of self-destruction. Revenge found its way to replace you. Even if you're my new stepsister, I'll make sure hating me is your new addiction.

Izzie Bennet has a problem, and his name is Jackson Darcy, the Miami Lions captain, and the best man at her sister’s wedding. He believes Izzie’s sister is a gold digger who’s only marrying the awkward goalie for his money. Darcy is determined to save his best friend. Izzie is hellbent on telling him to shove his condescending attitude where the sun don’t shine. But when disaster strikes and Darcy swoops in to save the day, she begins to see him in a different light. Can she look past all the awful things he’s done and accept that maybe he’s not as bad as she thought?

Raised to be the perfect leader, Alexander always did as he was told often at the expense of his own wants and desires. That is until his sexy best friend shows him exactly what he's been missing and suddenly he's ready to do whatever it takes to keep him.

Once upon a time there lived three men bonded by darkness and pain. Each fighting a past that wants to drown them. All of them damaged and broken. None of them complete. Until her.

Is it reckless for a master’s student to blur the lines with her hot, older professor—a legendary storm chaser? Without a doubt. But when a tornado strikes during Finley and Professor West’s first chase together, something far more dangerous than the storm pulls them in. Boundaries shatter, and so do their reservations. Now, as they tear across Oklahoma with his famous storm chasing team, he’s adamant: they crossed a line that should never have been crossed. He’s her professor, and she’s his student—nothing more.

The Viper’s Lady is second in a five-book series and ends on a cliffhanger. It is a SLOW burn, modern-day retelling, loosely based on the legend of King Arthur. Aspects of the lore will be layered throughout the series, but it is not a fantasy romance. The FMC will eventually end up with more than one love interest, and the ultimate goal is for all the characters to live and love without limits. Please check the full list of tropes and content available on my website.

This is the final book in the Netherworld Fae Trilogy.

What happens when someone accidentally summons a demon? They die and become a ghost. I didn’t believe in Heaven or Hell. I thought the pain would stop, and I’d taste sweet oblivion. But I was wrong. Hell does exist. It’s not just a place, but a person too. His name is Lynx. Night after night, day after day, I try to escape and break free of the cage I’ve been damned into. I can’t hide from him, and he can’t outrun me. I’m trapped in the manor with the monster who killed me.

A full week without showers, a real bed, or Internet was bad enough. Spending it with my family’s sworn enemy—the unbearably smug, indecently handsome Miller West—is a bridge too far. I’m determined to remain enemies, even if sparring with him is my favorite thing in the world. Even if he’s hell-bent on protecting me, whether I need it or not, and surprisingly kind, no matter how awful I am to him.

Elijah Astor is my dream man. Smart. Funny. Loyal… and devilishly handsome. So, what’s the catch? My dad is his boss—and did I mention he’s also his best friend? Yep. Just my luck. But when he unexpectedly and accidentally crashes a relaxing weekend at my parent’s lake house, I can’t ignore the sparks between us. So, I make him an offer. One weekend of no-strings-attached fun. One weekend where we will play house, enjoy each other, and pretend that my dad wouldn’t completely freak out if he knew we were together.

Landing the lead role in Knotting Hill should’ve been Iris Walker’s big break—a romantic comedy with an all-star cast and crew, and the chance to prove just how good of an actress she really is beyond the roles she’s been pigeonholed into. Except her heat suppressants just wore off… and the director, cinematographer, writer, and leading man? Yeah. They’re all her scent matches. She came to make movie magic, but now she’s just trying not to combust before the cameras start rolling.

The Daymakers were the hottest alt-rock band since the nineties, the masked members making fans swoon at the very thought of who might be hiding under the skull masks. Known only by their stage names—Royal, Hero, Poet and Knight—their real identities were a carefully held secret.