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I tried to run. I tried to hide. But look where it got me: captured and held firmly in the grasp of my HellBeast King. One still intent on completing the claim he feels he has on me. Which I knew meant only one thing: making me his—in every single way. By claiming my heart, then my blood, and now the very last thing left of me to give… He wants my body. But after having my heart trampled on, and after I had been willing to hand it over freely... Will I now finally accept what he calls my fate?

She's finally under my complete control, yet it's not enough. I hold her body captive but not her heart. She has no money. Nowhere to go. No one to turn to for help. She knows I took everything from her to make her mine, so she fights me at every turn. This began as a game, but she needs to understand that I will do anything to win. Anything. She is my possession. Nothing, and no one, not even her, will keep us apart. One way or another, I'll get what I want. And I want her...all of her.

After escaping both my father’s plans to marry me off and the Russian mafia, I woke up this morning thinking I was a free woman...until I saw the man sipping coffee in my hotel room. He’s a billionaire as powerful as any mob boss, yet even as he spanks me into soaking wet, shameful surrender I can’t help begging him to ravage my virgin body right then and there. I can run, but I know soon I’ll be kneeling at his feet, bare, blushing, and ready to be claimed.

Being lost in time was hard enough. But being lost in time while being hunted for revenge was even worse, a revenge that was never mine to receive. So, as I tumbled through the ages, I learned an important lesson. Sometimes… Time doesn't heal all wounds, after all. No, it just made them deeper.

I walked away from the only things that comforted me, that calmed my demons—the things that helped dull the pains from my past and allowed me to continue waking up each day and push forward. Now I'm sets out to win back the girl who has held my heart for five years, the girl who is too good for me, who deserves better than me. But none of that matters any longer. Because I'm hell-bent. When I found her, a life-changing secret was revealed.

Here's a tip: when you fall into Hell, seduce the devil. Not that the devil needs much seducing. He's seen all the twisted, blood-soaked things I've done on Earth, and he's already obsessed with me. A little too obsessed, if you ask me. I already have four mates, and they're more than enough trouble. But when the devil—I'm calling him Dev—gives me a chance to hit my psychopath father where it hurts and take out some of his minions, I jump at the chance. I'm not an assassin-for-hire, but if Eidolon keeps amassing power, he'll be even more dangerous.

Held captive since birth, I never knew normal. As a child, I took comfort in reading. It was my escape; my only glimpse at what life and love could be like outside the walls that I had been hidden behind. When I was finally freed, the world I entered was something I never could have imagined. Then I meet Harper Abraham, and my heart's very beat . . . changes. But, can I?

When his wife died, Josh thought his life was over. Their marriage may have been a sham, but she had been his whole world. But he has so much left to live for, and his stepdaughter is going to prove it to him. This Christmas, she has just the surprise he needs to break him out of his slump.

I was the party crasher. He was the Devil. Three months ago, I suffered a moment of insanity and had a one-night stand without even knowing who the man was. It was hot and unforgettable. I tried to forget him, but there are moments I swear I can still smell his aftershave. Little did I know he's the head of the Bratva. Alexei Koslov. My family's worst enemy. There's a thin line between love and hate, and I'm straddling it.

I tried to remember. I wanted to remember. Moving on from an unknown past was all that was left for me to do. So, I went home. I went back to my safe, boring life. Just a girl and her dog. Well, that was until an angry HellBeast King turned up and found me. A furious, sexy, hotblooded male from my past who now wants to convince me... He is my future. He is my everything. The problem is, he still terrifies me. What I soon realize is he isn't the only scary thing out there in my woods. He also isn't the only one who wants me.

I'm kidnapped in the dead of night and wake up face-to-face with Demitri Vetrov. Dangerous and heartless, Demitri is the most feared man in the world. I've heard whispers of what he's capable of. I'm thrown into a nightmare where I don't know who I can trust, and fear for my life is my only constant companion. I'm forced to be at Demitri's mercy, I'm just not sure he has any. It also doesn't help that he's disarmingly attractive. Tall, dark, and deadly. Knowing this, he uses it against me like a weapon, breaking down my walls faster than I can put them up.

All I want for Christmas...is to pretend the holidays do not exist. That should be my tagline for life. Another year with no one to kiss under the mistletoe. Of course, it doesn’t help that after my last epic breakup, I hopped into the sack with the one man I should’ve avoided. My arch-rival, Dean Pritchard. Despite the fact that he didn't bother calling after our night together, I can't get him out of my head. I am so on the naughty list. But when a snowstorm traps us in an elevator, I can't avoid my work crush any longer.

Here's a tip: don't mess with the demon girl who kills people for a living. The four self-proclaimed kings of Orchid Vale apparently never got that memo, and now my self-care retreat is about to become a bloodbath. This quaint village was supposed to be a break from my hectic life of death, gore, and high stakes "jobs"—that's code for supernatural murder—but I don't get a chance to enjoy even a fairground ride without the kings of Orchid Vale getting in my way.

As Captain of an NHL team, I'm rich, successful, and have women falling at my feet. I thought my life was perfect until a pint sized blonde checked into me one day, knocking my life off course. Wolfie Williams is sass personified. Beautiful, fiery, funny, and oh so sexy. With every eye roll she gives me I become more and more wrapped around her finger, making me realize she is my missing piece. The only problem is she hates me and she's heading back to England in five months. So I'm against the clock to make her understand that she can't live without me either.

I move in the shadow of death. I'm the villain. The monster everyone fears. I've been born into a life of depravity and ruthlessness. It's kill or be killed. Until her… The moment she smiles at me, my world changes. I keep coming back. Watching her brings me stolen moments of peace. Until I can't stay away… She doesn't know who I am, that she's flirting with death. Slowly, we fall deeper until she loves the lies I've told her.

They call me The Hitman. The NHL's dirtiest player. The ender of careers. On the ice, I'm unapologetically ruthless. Off the ice, I'm worse. All it takes is one pissed-off message from a stunningly beautiful fan after a brutal game and I'm knocked off balance. Suddenly, I'm stalking. Watching. Obsessed. Cassidy thinks she knows danger? She hasn't met me yet.

I was in the wrong place at the wrong time—and that moment changed me forever. After walking in on a masked man murdering my neighbor, I went back to the one place I swore I'd never step foot in again. Citrus Cove. The sleepy town hasn't changed much, but the people have. Including my old high school bully, Cameron Harlow. He's the last person I want to see. He should be the last person I want.

Born and raised in the forgotten and broken kingdom of Ashbury, Elora has spent years resenting the royals of Pumpkin Hollow, the kingdom that forced the fall of Ashbury and procured the town as its own. Separated by a mysterious glass bridge, Ashbury is treated as the orphan kingdom, left to squander and starve with only the promise of protection from King Jasper, preventing anyone outside their realm from searching for the magic that lay within the ashy valleys and red skies. Because twenty-five years ago, the Cinder Fae arrived.

I'm caught between the devil and the deep-blue serial killer. Well, he's more green than blue. He's also a lizard maniac determined to take over all of Hell. And with Taj fatally wounded, X kidnapped, and Dev so weak he's in a coma, I'm more than caught. I'm falling apart—and so are Ark and Joseph.

Gentlemen don’t look at engaged women the way Ras Sorrentino looks at me. Ras Sorrentino is the underboss of the most powerful clan in the Camorra. He’s also chaos and danger poured into a sleek Italian suit. The first time I met him, I thought he was there to kill me. The second time, I wanted to kill him. The third was in Ibiza, where I glared at him across the church as my sister married his boss. It’s not his sharp tongue or his taunting smirks that I hate the most. It’s his gaze.