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SloaneI'm not proud of the things I've done.The things I've had to do.The things I've given away.but I'd give it all over again to find her.Even if i die trying, I have to find Alexis.ZethShe wants me to help her,But I won't.She wants me to save her sister, But I can't. She wants me to be her hero, But I'm not a good man.I am her damnation.

Some girls don’t like pretty things.Some girls like things that are destructive, and toxic. Things that fuel our bodies with adrenaline and bring our demons to their knees. They say magic isn’t real, but it’s it the closest way to describe love? It doesn’t exist physically. It merely exists around us, within us, possessing our souls and making us do stupid shit. Shit like falling in love with a boy who knows how to rip my world apart and raise hell with a simple flick of his wrist. Their secrets are now mine. I’m not just in the middle of this game, I’m helping orchestrate it. Can the cries of my aching soul be enough to drown out the burning embers of my mistakes?The mind strengthens the heart, roughing the edges to prepare it for war. This is a war I will not win.This is a war of fate.𝘚𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬.𝘚𝘩𝘦’𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭.𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦.𝘕𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.𝘕𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘺-𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦.𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯.𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘴.𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘩𝘛𝘶𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘖𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘖𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘺.𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦.𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘴𝘐𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘺𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦’𝘴 𝘢 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳…86

TO TAKE BACK LIFE, ONE MUST FIRST FACE DEATH… One man stripped of his freedom, his morals… his life. Conditioned in captivity to maim, to kill and to slaughter, prisoner 818 becomes an unremorseful, unrivaled and unstoppable fighter in the ring. Violence is all he knows. Death and brutality are the masters of his fate. After years of incarceration in an underground hell, only one thought occupies his mind: revenge… bloody, slow and violent revenge. Revenge on the man who lied. Revenge on the man who wronged him. Revenge on the man who condemned him and turned him into… this: a rage-fueled killing machine. A monster void of humanity; a monster filled with hate. And no one will stand in the way of getting what he wants. ***** One woman stripped of her freedom, her morals… her life. Kisa Volkova is the only daughter of Kirill ‘The Silencer’ Volkov, head of the infamous ‘Red’ bosses of New York's Russian Bratva. Her life is protected. In reality, it’s a virtual prison. Her father’s savage treatment of his rivals and his lucrative and coveted underground gambling ring—The Dungeon—ensures too many enemies lurk at their door. She dreams to be set free. Kisa has known only cruelty and loss in her short life. As manager of her father’s death match enterprise, only grief and pain fill her days. Her mafiya boss father, in her world, rules absolute. And her fiancé, Alik Durov, is no better: The Dungeon’s five-time champion, a stone-cold killer, the treasured son of her father’s best friend, and her very own—and much resented—personal guard. Unrivaled in both strength and social standing, Alik controls every facet of Kisa’s life, dominates her every move; keeps her subdued and dead inside… then one night changes everything. While working for her church—the only reprieve in her constant surveillance—Kisa stumbles across a tattooed, scarred, but stunningly beautiful homeless man on the streets. Something about him stirs feelings deep within her; familiar yet impossibly forbidden desires. He doesn’t talk. Doesn’t communicate with anyone. He’s a man beyond saving, and a man she must quickly forget… for both their sakes. But when days later, out of the blue and to her complete surprise, he’s announced as the replacement fighter in The Dungeon, Kisa knows she’s in a whole lot of trouble. He’s built, ripped and lethally unforgiving to his opponents, leaving fear in his wake and the look of death in his eyes. Kisa becomes obsessed with him. Yearns for him. Craves his touch. Needs to possess this mysterious man... … this man they call Raze. Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains explicit and non-consensual sexual situations, excessive violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and mature topics. Recommended for age 18 years and up*

EVEN THE BROKEN, THROUGH LOVE, CAN FIND GRACE...Secrets never stay hidden.The burden of guilt never lifts from the heart. Born and raised in The Order of David, Sister Phebe knows nothing but cult life. Head of the Sacred Sisters of New Zion, Phebe was groomed from childhood for one purpose: to seduce. Prized as a harlot, as a New Zion whore, Phebe is taken from the doomed cult by Meister, the notorious leader of the Aryan Brotherhood. Taken as his possession. Taken to be the woman who will obey his every sexual demand. Under his heavy hand, Phebe finds herself in a place much worse than she could ever have imagined... with absolutely no one to help. And no glimpse of hope. Xavier 'AK' Deyes is content with his life as Sergeant-At-Arms of the Hades Hangmen. Leader of the infamous 'Psycho Trio' and ex-special ops sniper, AK knows how to fight. Experienced in warfare and schooled in military operations, AK is vital to the Hangmen. When his Vice President needs help retrieving his missing sister-in-law, Phebe, from a Klan-funded trafficking ring, AK volunteers to go in. AK remembers the red-head from New Zion. Remembers everything about her from the single time they met-her red hair, blue eyes and freckled face. But when he finds her, heavily drugged and under Meister's control, her sorry condition causes him to remember more than the beautiful woman he once tied to a tree. Saving Phebe forces hidden demons from his past to return. A past he can never move on from, no matter how hard he tries.As AK fights to help Phebe, and in turn she strives to help him, they realize their secret sins will never leave them alone. Kindred broken souls, they realize the only way they can be rid of their ghosts is to face them together and try to find peace.Despair soon turns to hope, and damaged hearts soon start to heal. But when their deep, painful scars resurface, becoming too much to bear, the time comes when they must make a heavy choice: stay forever damned; or together, find grace.Dark Contemporary Romance. Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, disturbingly sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language and very mature topics. Recommended for age 18 and over.***NOT a standalone. MUST be read as part of The Hades Hangmen Series***

New York Times bestselling sensation Gena Showalter enthralls with a dark, tantalizing world of humans, otherworlders, powers beyond imagining, and a seductive vampire undone by his insatiable hunger for one woman.Growing up poor on New Chicago’s meanest streets, Ava Sans had two options: be the predator or be the prey. No contest. Now, working for Alien Investigation and Removal, she’s been ordered to capture the biggest, baddest warrior of all—a vampire too beautiful to be real, with the abilityto manipulate time. Once the leader of the entire vampire army, McKell has been deemed savage and unstable, spurned even by his own kind. To McKell, humans should be nothing more than sustenance. Yet the petite, golden-skinned Ava is a fascinating contradiction—vicious yet witty, strong yet vulnerable, lethal but fiercely loyal. Against his better judgment, McKell craves that loyalty, and much more. When the chase leads to seduction, McKell and Ava will race to discover the truth about his past. But the answers will come at a price, even for a woman who thought she had nothing left to lose...

“This man was shadow and night. He was Darkness.” Homeless Aliette is saved from punishment for stealing by a mysterious knight. To stay alive, she’s informed by this stranger that she must claim his child as her own. She should fear the dark knight’s power, yet it’s clear there’s more good to this man than he’s prepared to show. Can she break down the barriers of the tortured knight she calls Darkness?

Rule No. 2: Show no fear. They're vile and twisted. The only thing more fucked up than the Sick Boys is me, and I'm ready to show them. The Sick Boys are hiding something from me. They want to pretend like I didn't kill my rapist and they didn't help. But we're not ordinary college students, that much has become clear to me, and I'm growing tired of all of the lies and secrets. Their masks are cracking and finally, I'm starting to see the grotesque reality underneath. It's far darker than I ever expected, and it's not enough. They know everything about me, so now it's my turn. I fear nothing. Not them. Not the man that I killed or the people who set me up. Fear is for the weak and I, Avalon Manning, am anything but.

You've seen them through their most illicit temptations. Guided them through their forbidden temptations. Stuck with them through their uncontrollable temptations. Owned their reckless temptations. And survived their lethal temptations. Five couples. One threat. Who will survive the eternal temptation? Just when the men of the Pastore crime family and the brothers of the Satan's Knights MC, think they can rest easy-a danger no one saw coming threatens to destroy everyone's perfect life. The men of the mob are resurrected and the boys in leather are back. It's time for one final ride. And for you to ask yourself one last time... Are you tempted? NOTE: This can be read as a stand alone.

"Tame her. Don’t break her. Joining the Brotherhood was supposed to lock my violent past away for good. I was in too deep when I learned their dark secret. All Brothers must choose a Ward. A captive woman to own, train and punish. It reignites the sadistic desires I’ve smothered. I try to do the right thing and choose a sweet, submissive woman who wants this life. But fate has other plans, and throws Quinn at my feet instead. She’s lightning in a bottle, a tiny brat just begging for a firm hand. I should let Kendrick give her away, but one look at her furious eyes and I’m hooked. She won’t kneel for me unless I force her, and the beast inside me roars at the challenge. As I work on taming my hellcat, a faceless ghost threatens my family. I’m glad Quinn woke the monster, because I’m going to need it." --