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I'm a dangerous man. A man who has spent the last two decades removing so many souls from this earth that it's a miracle my hands aren't permanently stained red. I'm a man who belongs in the shadows. I certainly don't belong in my pretty little neighbor's bedroom when she's not home, touching her things and inhaling her scent. I shouldn't follow her. Shouldn't watch her. No number of cookies on my doorstep will change the fact that love isn't an option for me. The only option left for me is violence.

I’m king of the criminal underworld. I always get what I want. And she’s my obsession. Cora is new to the city of sin. Her innocent blue eyes beg for me to claim her. But I’m not the billionaire she thinks I am. There’s a darkness within me. Note: This is a complete, three-book dark romance trilogy with dark and intense sensual scenes. Books in the series: Innocence, Awakening, and Queen of the Underworld.

Nico De Kysa. Cold. Detached. Ruthless. And my new husband. I didn't want to marry the despicable mafia don. But my father made a deal with the devil, and lucky me, I'm the currency. If I leave… He'll destroy my father's fortune. But if I stay… He'll obliterate my heart. In this union, the lines between love and hate are blurred. So blurred. He's a cold-blooded monster with ice in his veins and frost in his heart. But in bed, Nico De Kysa burns like wildfire. And in the heat of the night, I begin to forget why I hate the mobster.

I didn't ask to be rescued. I was doing fine on my own, even if I had just lost my job, dumped my ex and taken a wrong turn down a dark alley. So when Carrarr thinks I need saving and sweeps me up in his huge claws, what am I supposed to do? Say no to this damaged, vicious, and sweet as candy gargoyle who only wants to prove to his mates he's worthy of their love?

After a wedding cake catastrophe, local decorator Tegan finds herself being helped by a solid wall of fur and fangs named Atlas. She's never met anyone like him and finds herself enamored by his wolfish charm. After their sweet encounter, Atlas invites her to his gym anytime she needs his cake-lifting services. Tegan decides that instead—she wants to lift the cakes herself. She signs up for a membership with Leviathan Fitness, determined to build her strength.

The day my human self died in a watery grave, my inner wolf took over to protect me. For two hundred years, I lived, hunted, and survived as a lone wolf. Then a voice spoke to me through the wildness in my head, calling me to him. A voice I can't deny. The voice of my true mate. He wants to claim me in the way of our traditions, but I fear him. I was claimed once before by a false mate, and it led to centuries of pain and suffering. I can't trust this new mate or the modern world he wants me to live in. So I'll hide behind the protection of my wolf until I can escape.

Leviathan Fitness is the favorite place of monsters, muscles, and a tentacled creature who can seduce even the hardest-to-win-over human. When parks department supervisor Reece Rollins decides to sign up for a triathlon, there are two things holding him back. One, his fear of monsters. Two, his sub-par swimming skills. At the urging of his sister's wolven mate, Reece joins Leviathan Fitness to train in the gym's Olympic-size swimming pool. After running into Reece at the pool, Cyrus offers to help Reece get ready to win the race.

Okay, so my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn't married. And my bad for taking him to a friend's house for dinner, only to find out my friend is also friends with his wife. Because, in fact, he is married. And she happens to be at my friend's house because her husband was "busy working." Confused? So am I. Unsurprisingly, my date's wife is super angry about finding out that her husband is a cheating asshole. Girl, I get it. Then to make matters more convoluted, there is the man sitting next to my date's wife. A man named King, who is apparently her brother.

Running away from home at 17 wasn't easy. Let's face it, though, nothing before or in the ten years since has ever been easy for me. And I'm doing okay—sorta. I just need to keep scraping by, living under the radar. Staying out of people's way, off people's minds. When a man walks through my open patio door, stepping boldly into my home and my life, I should be scared, frightened, terrified. I must be more broken than I realized because I'm none of those things. I'm intrigued—and I'm wondering if the way to take control of my life is by giving in to him.

When I was nine, I went to my first funeral. Along with accepting my father's death, I had to accept new and awful truths I wasn't prepared for. When I was nineteen, I went to my mother's funeral. We weren't close, but with her gone, I became more alone than ever before. Sure, I have a half-brother who runs The Alliance. And yeah, he's given me his protection—in the form of a bodyguard and chauffeur. But I don't have anyone that really knows me. No one to really love me. Until I meet him. The man in the airport.

On the outside, I was nothing more than the fun-loving guy that made everyone laugh. But on the inside, there was more hate than I knew how to control. No one knew the life I'd led; I hid my demons well. But even in all the anger and pain, there was one spark of sweetness. She was younger than me, so innocent, and worst of all, my best friend's little sister. Grace was off limits. Wanting her led to the possibility of losing the only true family I'd had left.

To keep an ill-fated bargain, witch Maeve MacKenna surrenders herself to the scheming Demon Lord Arawn. He’s dangerous, arrogant, ruthless, and dominant—everything she should despise in a male, especially after the torture by another demon left scars on her body and soul. She should tremble with terror in Arawn’s presence. So why does he make her shiver for entirely different reasons? And awaken parts of her body she believed numb after her assault?

Fighting demons is what witch Lily Murray does … until the night a weird dark magic spell turns her into a demon herself with the unfortunate urge to kill her loved ones. In a panic, she runs – right into a sexy male of her new demon species. He’s more than happy to help her out and show her the ropes. He’s also decidedly too gorgeous to handle.

Growing up among witches as a rare and powerless male descendant hasn’t been easy for Basil Murray. When he learns of his true identity, he’s all too eager to claim his own magic, but the tangle of lies that shaped his past might just kill him before he unlocks the secret to his powers. And the beautiful fae whose life he saves may be at the center of it all.

Witch Merle MacKenna needs a provocatively charming demon—whom she must keep in check—about as much as she needs a hole in the head. And yet, here she finds herself bound to a demon with a shady past who’s as hot as he is annoying, all so he can find her captured sister. He better track down the kidnapper fast, before he drives her insane. Or worse…steals her heart.

This year's hottest MFM ErotiCom is Save a Horse. It’s a short AF novella that starts as a RomCom, but turns into Erotica for a while, then becomes a RomCom again. It will feel familiar, like a really bad made-for-TV movie, but with smut.

I was the ultimate bachelor. I enjoyed my wild life, the late nights, and the fact that I had no commitments. My job and my freedom were all I needed. Or so I thought. Chloe was sweet and kind, and the way she got so flustered in my presence was adorable. That smile of hers did things to a man. And her laugh? It was infectious. She had this gravitating pull that was irresistible.

Maddison used to be one of the guys, but that was definitely not the case anymore . . She had changed and damn if it didn't make my heart race. With each passing second, she began to consume me. Her smile made my knees weak and the way she looked at me took my breath away. She captivated me, but she was forbidden. She was the one girl I had no right to crave.

I have seven weeks to meet and marry a human woman. If I don’t, I will lose my position as Commander of the Alliance Force. Since I took command, my attempts to meet eligible women have been disastrous. Lev, our resident anthropologist, has suggested I attend Oktoberfest in Munich. His rationale is that I like beer and the comradery of dancing and singing and will be surrounded by women who also enjoy the same activities. I always advise my officers to mingle with humans at their festivals.

You might say my obsession has become a compulsion in the way I need to know everything about Scarlet Laurent. Even though I've taken a step into the background, I could never look away from my Little Sparrow. She's a sliver buried under my skin, a constant reminder of her presence with no way to dig it out. Staying away from her for the last ten years has been a brutal form of torture. Her time's run out, and when the clock ticks midnight on her twenty-fifth birthday, I'll tie her to me forever.