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Scarlett Wallace has hated me since the moment we met. Fine—feelings are mutual. When she transfers to Shadow Valley U, her dad’s brilliant idea has us living under the same roof as newly minted step-siblings, and she becomes impossible to ignore. Too stubborn. Too tempting. Too off-limits. But when I mess up with the wrong crowd, they demand repayment. And unfortunately, they decide Scarlett is the perfect leverage. She deserves a fresh start after what happened at her last school…Instead, she gets me—her stepbrother. The guy who can’t stay out of trouble…and can’t stay away from her.

Teacher by day, stalker by night. Who ever thought college could be this interesting? I'm teaching a hundred students. But my eyes are only on one. She's my obsession—and I'll stop at nothing to make her mine.

Maggie James is thirty-one, freshly dumped, and emotionally scorched. Losing her relationship also cost her the apartment and the business she built with her ex. Now she’s broke, unmoored, and answering a roommate ad from a total stranger. A stranger who turns out to be a neurodivergent werewolf with a detailed lease agreement… and a legally binding cuddle clause. Roman Velasquez likes quiet, structure, and his Good Plate. He’s used to living alone—until pack politics force his hand.

I’m sure if I hadn’t spilled beer all over him and gave a subtle suggestion of where he could shove his best friend’s package, perhaps we would have started out on a better note. How was I supposed to know that the dude was the captain of Bradford Private’s precious football team? I had just witnessed my boyfriend three inches deep inside some random girl. Surely you can't blame a girl for word vomit after such a traumatic experience.

An escape from my parents who insist I follow in their footsteps as a Guardian of the Society. Keep the members safe—that's what I'm supposed to do. But how can I safeguard the students when I can't even protect myself? Someone has been watching me. His eyes burn into my soul like a branding iron. At night, he haunts my dreams and transforms them into nightmares. Sometimes when I wake, he's there, standing at the foot of my bed in awe of my existence. He isn't the one I fear most, though

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.

An explosion shatters the night. The three men I love are thrown from the bluff into the raging sea below. And one of them can’t swim. But the fall isn’t the only thing trying to kill us. Every step we take, danger stalks closer.

My foster brother Aiden swore he'd always be there for me. Then one day I never heard from him again. My heart never recovered from his betrayal. I keep waiting for him to return and sweep me away from my creepy Uncle and abusive family. Then he walks back into my life... and as much as I hate his guts for breaking his promise, deep down I know I'll go running back into his arms. I could never resist him for long.

One minute I’m cleaning toilets for minimum wage. The next, I’m waking up from a drug-induced nap with a monster staring down at me. Kidnapped and seconds from death, I think I’m done for. Until masked men burst in, murder my attacker, and turn my world upside down. They call themselves Murder Squad. A secret brotherhood of broken men who only kill the worst of the worst. And one of them thinks I’m his wife.

I was never supposed to fall in love with a married man. My best friend’s brother. I’d made too many mistakes in my past. Like last night—when I married Lex Edwards impulsively. In a bid to finally find their happily ever after, Lex and Charlie find themselves on a journey of learning how to love again. They began a new future to move forward from a broken past, finally together at last. They vowed nothing would tear them apart… again.

My name is Tate Eckhart, and I love my life. I have a great job, a sick wardrobe, drive a fancy car, and sip scotch old enough to be my Daddy. I’m fine with being known as the bad guy, the troublemaker, and the unattached harlot out of all my friends. Hey, if the Burberry loafer fits, right? Money, control… lust, no strings attached. It’s how I’ve been living since that one night, back in college when I stepped over a line with one of my closest friends, only to discover the truth. Love is for suckers.

In their arms, danger becomes desire. Every year, monsters demand their Offerings—women like me. This year, I thought I escaped. I thought I was safe. Then he arrived. The Viscount. Dangerous and ruthless, he declares me a late Offering. Swept into the deadly realm of the Shadowfen, I realize I’m not here by chance. They want to rule, and I’m their key. My reality crumbles, and as much as we act like enemies, they refuse to let me go. Their touch ignites a fire I can’t resist, fueling desires I never expected. They call me their little monster. Maybe they’re right.

Disguised as a recruit, I cross into the wasteland swamp, searching for the rebels who murdered my sister. But instead of a crumbling outpost, I find a glittering court cloaked in illusion, where brutal trials bind warriors to magical beasts. Unfortunately, the first person my dagger sinks into is their infuriatingly gorgeous king. Instead of seeking revenge, Trewyn smirks, as if getting stabbed was just flirting. When he assumes I’m here to enter the Rite of Bonds, I let him believe it.

I knew better than to go to that party. I would have been much happier curled up at home eating Halloween candy by myself, but I had Mom’s voice in my head telling me to make an effort now that I was in college, to put myself out there and socialize. If I’d stayed home, I wouldn’t have met him.

Shadows crawl across the walls of an abandoned warehouse. A knife waits on the table. A clock bleeds away the seconds. Someone isn’t leaving alive. My only chance of survival lies with the three men searching for me in the dark. I’d let my guard down with X, the funny psychopath who has been following me for weeks, claiming I’m his future wife… Until he put his fingers around my throat and the laughter died away. Now he’s convinced he’s going to kill me and I’m not entirely sure he’s wrong.

He was my best friend’s older brother. My first love, who left town without so much as a goodbye. Eight years later, I’ve said yes to marrying another man—Julian Baker. I’m finally ready to let go of my past for a new future. But like all gut-wrenching love triangles, my past and future collide in a cruel twist of fate.

He could have been my hero. He saved my life that night, a beautiful dark angel slicing through my fear and the water, dragging me from its deadly clutches. He should have been my hero. I thought maybe he was.

Fkboi rule #1: No sleepovers. It’s a solid rule I’ve been living by for years. Until the new roommate moves in. Not only is she breaking my biggest and most important rule, but my patience as well. Girl has a sharp tongue I’d love to put to other uses, watchful green eyes I like having on me more than I should, and worst of all, she’s constantly bringing dates around here. Excuse me, but uh, that’s what I do. At least that’s what I did before Paige showed up, occupying my apartment, my thoughts, and after a particularly bad nightmare, my bed.

Desperate, angry, and unable to heal, Adriana hits rock bottom and is forced to seek help for the sake of her son. What she doesn’t expect is a friendship from an unlikely source—Julian Baker, her best friend’s ex-fiancé. Julian is every bit the man she isn’t expecting to walk into her life. Intelligent, witty, and extremely handsome. Their unique friendship soon turns into a forbidden relationship. As lovers, they form a bond that must remain hidden from their family and friends, but secrets can only be kept for so long.

I've killed more women than I can count. But this one is different. I always start by stalking them. I follow them home and break into their rooms… like a predator ambushing unsuspecting prey. The thrill of the hunt makes me feel alive. But Ember isn't scared of me. She's a fighter… and when I break into her room in the dead of night, she relishes every touch. I know I should be done with her and move on to my next victim, but something stops me. I'm the masked man that lurks in the shadows—and she can't get enough of me.