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They're both rich and powerful and have a debt to settle in the wealthy circles of NYC. Then there's me... the naive girl trying to make it in this city, pissed off and seemingly a willing pawn. It was supposed to be one night to get over one man by getting under another. Then one thing led to another, and it all spiraled out of control. It was never supposed to go this far.I was never supposed to fall for him. And he was never supposed to risk it all for me.

Once upon a time, I met a man who stole my heart. In my desperation to reunite with him, I have nowhere to turn but the Sea Witch. Ursa is as beautiful as she is dangerous, and the one person my father warned me never to let close. But she’s all crimson lips and pretty lies, and I’m convinced despite my fear. It’s a simple enough plan, if not for the faint of heart. An auction to sell the one thing I possess of any value — myself. The money will free Alaric and then we can finally be together.

I died. And I came here. To a place they call Two. They say one out of three people who die come here. Berlin is here. She’s seven. She forgot to take her insulin. Darrel is here. He drowned. Dr. Raleigh is here. He’s the head counselor at the Two Adjustment Facility (TAF) I’m at. He died in an avalanche. Perry Whitcomb is here. I connected with him on Deadbook, Two’s version of Facebook. He was on my soccer team in middle school. He collapsed during one of our games. And get this, Heath Ledger is here. (Yeah, the Joker, himself.) He just had a new movie come out.

Quint Adler is a small town crime reporter with bigger aspirations. Stuck in a hospital bed on his 40th birthday, he overhears a conversation that arouses his suspicions. Sensing an opportunity, Quint starts his own investigation, bypassing local law enforcement in the process. His inquiries lead him to the scene of a savage murder. And then a second one, even more barbaric in nature.

My life has revolved around hockey for as long as I can remember. Early morning skates, grueling training camps, and endless road trips. There's never been distractions, no dating, and definitely no one finding out the secret I've kept to myself. I always figured I'd wait until I hung up my skates to explore my sexuality outside the rink. But they changed me. After a night out celebrating a championship win, I find myself in a hotel room with Levi Sexton, my straight teammate and son of a small-town pastor, and Kaylee Peters, the stunning bombshell my captain introduced us to.

Cole Matheson didn't think the road to being a successful painter would be paved in gold, but he hoped there'd be fewer potholes. Insidious self-doubt that whispers that he's no good, talentless, and hopeless has him on the brink of despair. Maybe it would be better to just give up. A midnight visitation by a beautiful creature of darkness changes everything... Ambrosius Edward Meade-Finch surrendered to darkness centuries ago after knowing only pain and suffering during his short life. Now, Ambri makes humans dance on his strings, feeding on their desire for his own pleasure.

Shattered. Broken beyond repair. I’m the shell of the woman I used to be. The deeper I fall from reality, the worse things get. Only there’s one person who refuses to let me derail. Romero Pierce. Calloused. Sinister. Lethal. He’s my father's second in command, and so goddamn handsome it’s disgusting. Assigned the duty of being my babysitter, aka personal bodyguard, he thinks he can protect me, but I don’t want his protection. What I want is security, safety, freedom. Everything changes when I choose to leave and find myself in the very town where my father grew up.

When Gates shows up needing a place to crash , I offer him my spare room. Whatever happened between us nearly a decade ago is water under the bridge. I don’t lie awake at night wondering what could have been. Nope, definitely not.

My job is simple: make Maverick Jennings, the world’s grumpiest quarterback, look like a decent human being. If I can’t fix his reputation, I can kiss my dream of launching my own brand consulting business goodbye. His job? Making my life a living nightmare. He’s arrogant, impossible, and entirely too handsome for someone so determined to self-destruct. He rejects every idea, challenges every strategy, and looks at me like he can’t decide whether to strangle me or kiss me. Honestly, same.

I have the revenge against my father that I've always wanted. All it cost me was to get married… and the demon I’ve come to care for. Or did it?

The wealthy are crumbling. One by one, their names stain the Seattle Daily Newspaper. The ink smudges their reputation, spotlighting their depravity to the world. Monsters dressed in designer clothes. No amount of money can hide their rotting flesh paired with a corrupt soul. The wealthy are dying. But power doesn't wait, and in a city hungry for it, one second of mourning is a new blade to the throat. I live among them. The "orphan girl" blessed to taste their life. To play their games. To have their men...

In the wake of her father’s death, lonely Juliet Harrison struggles with the guilt over her loss. She deals with it the way she deals with everything: by burying her feelings beneath impulsive decisions and desecrating the local graveyard. But Juliet isn’t as invisible as she believes. Hiding out from the ghosts of his past, Kieran Ivers is known in King’s Trace as a homicidal hermit. But the rumors don’t stop him from visiting the cemetery to taunt his late brother’s remains.

There's a sacred balance that must be kept. Death is final—the mortal world is for the living. And when that balance is upset, the hounds will hunt. Soul: Death's Hound. I am Death's Hound, and I was made for one purpose: to hunt down wayward souls. It should be easy, hunting down a man who escaped to the mortal realm and leaves behind a trail of blue flowers wherever he walks… so why is it when I see him, the only thing I want to do is protect him? Why is it when I see him, the only thing I can think is that he's supposed to be mine?

It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Spence swore he had a plan. He assured us he had everything under control. He promised we could trust him. What he forgot to mention? His so-called plan was actually an emotional bombshell with enough force behind it to destroy us all. Technically, his plan worked—my mother and stepfather have ended their campaign to convince me to be a living organ donor. But the emotional damage and mental load of his big announcement has created a ripple effect throughout our cohort.

Damien Cross treats New York City as if it’s his personal playground. He sees. He touches. He conquers. He holds the fate of my family in his hands. And makes a deal with me I can’t refuse. He’ll forgive my father’s debt if he can have something in exchange: me. I promised myself I wouldn’t get addicted, but nothing is guaranteed when you make a deal with a savage. Now this debt is my cross to bear.

I'm a fan—how could I not be? And not just a fan of racing. I can't help but be swept up by the lives of celebrities. Wondering if they really have it so much better or if something is missing. Now that Maverick isn't just that hot racer I've followed for years and is instead my friend, I'm starting to see the answer. We always want what we don't have.

After spending his formative years in an abusive home, NICHOLAS WEBSTER has made a pretty good life for himself. He has friends, a lucrative job with Elite Protection Services, and a side gig that lets him help out those escaping the same abusive home situation he left behind. But no matter how many people he helps, he can’t escape the guilt over the one person he didn’t—his step-brother, Cyrus.

Damiano’s parents have never had any faith in him, so it’s no surprise when his new boss doesn’t either. He’s determined to prove Graham Brandt wrong though, if only he could stop pushing the man’s buttons and dreaming about tearing them off. It’s frustrating being a hot-blooded young man, particularly when your sexy boss is straighter than the level he uses on job sites.

Alexa Lynch has spent most of her adult life lying about who she was. Not even her family knew she worked for the CIA. Now she can't outrun those lies when she's caught standing over her informant. Her very dead informant. Charged with murder. Then released on bail. Alexa will have to try and discover who set her up. She will have to learn to trust the prison guard, Colt, who first thought the worst about her.

Elliot Carson left Sugarlake and has never looked back. Revered as the next big thing in basketball, Eli's a star until an injury ends his career, sending him spiralling with no direction. But he won't go home. He can't. Instead, he accepts a coaching gig at Florida Coast University, determined to leave his past behind. But fate has other plans when Becca, his sister's best friend, shows up as a student and, even worse, becomes the new team manager.