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A second dragon has awoken—her heart tainted and her power commandeered by two ruthless highbloods whose cruelty knows no bounds. My dearest friend teetered on the brink of death. A dragon saved her, but now she's tied to him in a way I can scarcely understand. What will this new bond do to the woman I've come to love as a sister? And then there's Blake. Once my relentless tormentor—he betrayed me again, nearly condemning Nyxaris to a cursed, stone-cold fate. Now, something has shifted in him. His gray eyes hide a secret he's desperate to keep.

I'm Medra Pendragon—last of the dragon riders, or so they tell me. Funny thing is, there are no dragons left. Not a single one. But somehow, that hasn't stopped the vampires from deciding I'm worth capturing. Now, I'm stuck at Bloodwing Academy, where the highbloods run everything, and blightborn like me? We're just blood in their veins, pawns in their games.

A rich, epic romantasy about Asha, born to exist only in light, and Ryder, destined to be shrouded by darkness, whose worlds and lives collide, perfect for fans of Sarah J. Maas, Amber V. Nicole, and Stacia Stark. In a world where the time of your birth seals your fate forever, the lines between...

At Bloodwing Academy, blood is currency, but a dragon's legacy is priceless—and as dangerous as fire. I thought surviving my first year in Bloodwing's deadly halls would be enough. I was wrong. I accidentally woke a dragon—a creature of myth, of death, of fire. Now, every highblood house wants control over me and the dragon's legacy I carry. But here's the truth: I have no control. I'm bluffing my way through every encounter, trying to keep everyone from realizing that I'm not the one pulling the dragon's strings.

They call him a beast. He treats me like a queen. I'm the least of my father's daughters, barely more than a shadow in Tarbert Keep. But the dangerous orc chained in the dungeons gazes at me as if I'm someone special. I should be terrified of Kragorn, Chief of Clan Bloodfire—with his vicious tusks and a past soaked in violence. Yet he's the only male who's ever made me feel... seen. Surely it's nothing but manipulation, a ploy to earn an extra ration of broth. Why else would a prisoner—my father's most feared captive—speak to me of desire?

Prudence Shackleford had not expected to be a spinster at three and twenty, but unfortunately, as she'd quickly discovered, very few men were prepared to tolerate either her ghoulish sense of humour, or her macabre taste in literature. And those were the ones she'd got as far as holding a conversation with. When invited to London by the Duke and Duchess of Blackmore to witness the Coronation of King George IV, she was equal parts horrified and intrigued. Especially after a chance meeting with a Bow Street Runner on the trail of conspirators it was feared were planning to murder the King.

I'm fueled to take revenge on those who destroyed my life. Their deception ruined my world, so in return, I'll burn theirs. To put an end to the living hell I once thought was my sanctuary, I must step further into Richard's deadly game. You hate me for the secrets I kept, but our story runs far deeper than you know. Now Gigi Thomas is back in the enemy's hands, unprotected, I might never get the chance to tell her.

After six years of underground fights, a saviour emerges from the shadows. With secret-filled onyx eyes and a past as tangled as mine, his salvation from the cartel has strings attached. I'm a bargaining chip, delivered to my brother's best friend and the infamous Anaconda Team. Yet freedom is a bittersweet victory that comes at a cost.

When your dad’s best friend is teaching you to kiss, and says, “I can’t breathe without you.” After a little solo dance party mistake leaves me with a black eye, I tell everyone at work that I tripped on the stairs. Then my gorgeous, silver fox boss who I thought I was invisible to, walks in and snarls, “No more dancing on tables, Miss Matthews.” And I go still. Because the only way he could know that was if he could see what I was doing in my apartment. Mr Blackwood is twice my age. He’s my dad’s best friend. And he’s watching me. He’s got cameras. He knows all my secrets.

On the midwinter full moon, I am dragged by bandits from the only home I know and stood on a chair in a tavern under the gazes of despicable men bidding on my innocence. But then the shadowy figure in the corner calls out the winning offer, and I realize he is like no one I've ever seen before. Now I belong to Torvolk, Ranger of the Bloodfire Clan, and neither of us knows what this means. He's taken me through the pathway in the standing stones to his world, where I discovered naught is as it has always seemed.

My father always told me I was too impetuous, but when I see a chance to escape my horrible life—being forced to work on my back for the tavern-keeper who owns my brother's debt—I take it. And some valuables on the way out. Is it any wonder I'm chased into the snowstorm… and right into the single arm of a seven-foot-tall, wounded, and grumpy recluse?

Blood hides carnal desires. Power is overrated. Killing for Family is tainted with nothing but love... My emotions are supposed to be dead. I was never meant to feel this. Pain. Anger. Rage. Feelings erode me from the inside. They make me weak. They make him more powerful. But I can't lose.

My life was progressing nicely until my brother died. Since his death, I've ached to feel human again, and the feeling I gravitate towards most is danger. I'd never experienced that feeling… until Harry St. James stumbled into my ex-boyfriend's house at three a.m., covered in blood. It just so happens that his secrets hold the terror and release that I crave. And I'll stop at nothing to experience it.

Thornfield Academy is a place where I, Ivy Hammond, blend in with the everyday supernatural creatures that flock these halls. But when darkness falls, I embrace my calling. I'm a shapeshifting assassin, summoned through a combination of ancient rituals and the dark web to deliver supernatural justice where mortal laws fail. This me is called Poison, and I'm a master of secrets. But when an assignment comes up, for the first time, I can't complete a job, and it could end up being my last days. My bosses are not the type of creatures you want to mess with, but this one…strikes too close to home.

The old legends are true. Each full moon, at midnight, the veil between our world and the orcs' weakens, and raiders can pass through the standing stones... to take what they want. And what do they want this warm summer night? Me. All three super-spicy, instalove, romantasy Highlander romps of the Stolen Harlots series in one volume! This collection features: Bred by the Orc, Running from the Orc, and Wagered to the Orc.

At twenty-nine, Nora Cameron's life feels adrift, her days are spent working in her parents’ bakery, and her nights are spent alone watching Hallmark movies. She yearns for something beyond her predictable existence, though she has no idea what that might be. That is, until fate intervenes, and Nora is swept into an unforeseen adventure to Scotland.

When six ex-friends are invited to a winter wedding in Canada, the last thing they want is a reunion. But bride-to-be Bryn is desperate, so much so that she's offering to pay for their travel. But there's a surprise in store: Bryn hasn't booked them flights, instead she's bought non-refundable tickets for the cross-Canada Christmas train.

For over 18 years, the veteran private eye has been tormented by the disappearance of her best friend. Now, reluctantly back in her hometown, Blake is shocked to learn that the daughter of another old school friend has vanished.

After six years in captivity, forced to fight for survival, I thought I'd seen the darkest depths of humanity. The cartel broke me, forging a ruthless weapon from my shattered pieces. Not even freedom can heal those wounds. Embroiled in an international criminal investigation to dismantle the ring that trafficked me, I have the chance to get justice for all the women who didn't escape. But the road to redemption is bloody, littered with violence and dark secrets that may derail our case before we apprehend the man responsible for so much suffering.

He was supposed to die. But now I have him where I want him, I can’t help but taste him a little. All of them. They've gotten under my skin. These Sacred Heart boys.