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Chrome Freyr, the greatest Kinetic Warrior in living memory, is only sixteen years old. The only mission on his mind is to protect her, the princess. For reasons he can't explain, he feels an intense compulsion to save and nurture her, having been drawn to her energy since that fateful day on the playground when he was ten years old. However, King Forest does everything in his power to keep the two apart.

Valeri Medvedev is a man I would happily fall on my knees to worship. I had no idea he was a dangerous Bratva boss. All I saw was the sexy smile, the dimple on his cheek, and the body that made my mouth water. I was blinded by him…and then I found out the truth. He's dangerous. He's a killer. And I'm the one he wants.

Transformed from a mortal man into a dungeon in a strange new reality, Thedeim has since gone from a know-nothing hovel to a do-everything force to be reckoned with. Through some hard work and an indomitable will, he's gathered enough loyal followers and minions as well as a menagerie of creatures at his command to do some serious good. He's gone from lowly to godly, and watchful eyes are taking notice.

I’d go anywhere for her.... Even to Kingmakers, the most brutal college in the world. Where mafia heirs are trained to control, dominate, infiltrate, and kill. I followed Anna because she’s my best friend. I’ve always been right by her side. She needs me to protect her. Especially from Dean Yenin, a Bratva heir with a lethal grudge. He plans to take everything from me. Starting with Anna....

I have everything I could ever want—a great family, awesome friends, a girlfriend, and I’m headed off to my dream college. But the past is always there, lurking like a shadow in the night....

I was not without sin. I carried my name for a reason. Screwing things up was just part of who I was. Sometimes people got hurt because of me. Sometimes they died. After being exiled from the world I’d created with my best friends, I was left to punish myself for my sins against the girl they loved. The sins I spent hours begging whatever entity was out there to forgive me for. But maybe I wasn’t supposed to be forgiven. Maybe I was who I was because I was meant for something bigger than me. Maybe I was always meant for her. The girl with the colorful eyes who never spoke.

He thinks they’ve broken me. He thinks I’m nothing but an empty shell, ready to be molded into their perfect soldier, his perfect wife, a damaged plaything. He might be right. I’ve never been so exhausted, beaten down, and wary. I’m so close to giving up, so close to accepting my defeat and twisted fate. The darkness is quickly closing in around me, but a sliver of light appears when I read the note from my brother and my guys.

Instead of two ugly stepsisters, I get four gorgeous stepbrothers. Caspian, Oct, Kit and Prince. The twins and their older stepbrothers. All more beautiful than the last. All as dark and depraved as demons. All with wounds that run so deep, there's no way to heal them. Sounds like a fairytale right? Wrong.

Hart is a marshal, tasked with patrolling the magical wilds of Tanria. It's an unforgiving job, and he's got nothing but time to ponder his loneliness. Mercy never has a moment to herself. She's been single-handedly keeping Birdsall & Son Undertakers afloat in defiance of sullen jerks like Hart-ache Hart, the man with a knack for showing up right when her patience is thinnest. After yet another run-in with Merciless Mercy, Hart finds himself penning a letter addressed simply to "A Friend".

I thought I had my life all figured out. But after a college football accident leaves me deaf, I was learning how to live all over again. I expected the anger, the frustration, and the struggle to readjust, but what I didn't expect to happen amongst the chaos, was to fall in love. Especially not with two men.

When trouble lands her at my feet, I take the opportunity to have what I truly want. I offer her a deal. I’ll help her, but the cost will be one night in my bed. One night of submission.

The last time I spoke was eight years ago when my best friend tried to kill me. I never dreamed my silence would break with a scream. Being sent to Chapel Crest after my new stepfather deemed me a heathen seemed like a blessing compared to staying with him and my mom. I was a mute demon in his eyes, and when the rod didn’t beat the evil out of me, he prayed Chapel Crest could. I envisioned the religious academy would become my sanctuary. I was wrong. So very wrong. Chapel Crest was an asylum moonlighting as a religious school.

At the edge of a grave, one man lies dead. Another flees, leaving behind a trail of destruction and heartbreak. In the middle, I’m left with a sister I didn’t know I had and three men I’m falling hopelessly in love with. But new threats endanger our happiness at every turn. Secrets hide in corners and evil lurks in the darkness. Caleb won’t stop until one of us is dead. Until my rebel heart beats for the final time. Or until I rip his out.

Emilia Harrison. The girl I attended Pacific Prep with. My sister's best friend. The greatest sex I've ever had. I never expected to see her again after graduation, so when she showed up in my kitchen in the middle of the night, I didn't know what to think. Apparently, there's some psycho after her, and she needs my help. My family owns a private security firm, but I can't protect her from Wilder. He's still heartbroken over her and livid at her return. He doesn't care about the reason why she's here; he only wants her gone.

Some secrets should not be kept. They should be screamed. I have a secret. In fact, I have many. Most of them could get me killed, so my silence is the golden ticket to survival in this asylum from hell. But my watchers don’t like it when I’m silent. They like when I scream. When I beg. When I’m a bad girl who tells the things I shouldn’t. Maybe this time I’ll let it all out. Divulge the ugly truths and cast light on the real monsters living in our world. Maybe my secrets will save me this time.

He murdered my uncle, then covered it with fire. A fire that should have killed me, too. Instead, he hauled me from the floor while flames licked the walls, strong arms holding me close. He saved my life. Now I want to know why. I never saw his face. All I know is the letters on his shirt. SVH. Saint View High. The worst school in a hundred miles. Full of drugs and despair. Breeding ground for future criminals. Armed security guards and weapon checks at every door. A far cry from my privileged life of money, private school, and fancy vacations.

Maverick Walker was my best friend, my safe place—the boy I trusted with my whole heart—until one reckless kiss in high school ruined everything. Now, he’s an NFL football player, and I’m a struggling small-town hairstylist, newly single and expecting a baby. With my ex gone and someone vandalizing my business, my life feels like it’s crumbling beneath me. When my best friend Paige suggests hiding out in Maverick’s swanky condo to regroup while he’s recovering from an injury in New York, it seems like a lifeline. Except he comes home. Unexpectedly. When I’m half-dressed.

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...

They dragged the boy I loved from my arms and accused him of a murder I know he didn't commit. Now all I want is revenge. But with secrets from my past dredged up at every turn, I have no idea who to trust. We’ve lived through the lies. It’s time for the truth to be revealed. No matter the cost. They say the truth will set you free. But in Saint View, it might just kill you first.

You’d think I was already there, but when three alphas pulled me from a brothel, they sealed my fate in hell. Fighting for re-entry into the elite Echelon secret society, they need a noble omega to survive the Trial’s five deadly tests. Instead, they get me. I’ve never manifested and–as far as they know–don’t have a drop of noble blood. As we're trapped together in the clutches of the dark and dangerous Echeloln, my very presence is an insult. One they never hesitate to remind me of. Even when I manifest as the omega they need, their hatred only grows stronger. But so does mine.