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This is the entire series put into one book. Paperback edition.They took too much.Left too little.I had nothing to lose...until him.*****************~Lana~I didn't expect him.I didn't want to fall in love.But I can't let him go.Logan Bennett makes the world a safer place.He's brilliant.He's a hero.He locks away the sick and depraved.But while he's saving lives, I'm taking them. Collecting the debts that are owed to me.Ten years ago, they took from me. They left me for dead.They should have made sure I stayed dead.Now I'm taking from them.One name at a time.I've trained for too long.I've been patient.I can't stop now.Revenge is best served cold...They never see me coming, until I paint their walls red.Logan doesn't know how they hurt me. He doesn't know about the screams they ignored. He doesn't know how twisted that town really is.He just knows people are dying.He doesn't know he's in love with their killer.No one suspects a dead girl.And Logan doesn't suspect the girl in his bed.They're looking for a monster.Not a girl who loves red.Not a girl in love.I'm a faceless nightmare.At least until I tell them the story they've pretended never happened.But in the end, will Logan choose them? Or will we watch them burn together?**Graphic**Adult language**Some triggers could be too much for the easily disturbed reader**Sexual content**Fucked up moral compass; read at your own risk.

One woman learns the secrets of the five Jaeger brothers in the new romance from New York Times bestselling author Penelope Douglas.On the other side of town, in the dark glades, under the rain…Macon is the oldest. Thirty-one. Ex-Marine. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him smile.Army is twenty-eight. A single dad with the most beautiful green eyes. He has no idea who he is, if not a Jaeger brother.Iron will be in prison soon. You’d never think it to meet him. He’s a nice guy, actually. But he can’t stop reacting to everything.Dallas is the one I hate. Twenty-one, cruel, and selfish. He takes and then throws away whatever’s left.And Trace is mine. Or he was for about two seconds. No one can tame him for long.Not that I ever wanted to. It was fun, but now I need to go home. Back to my side of the tracks. Away from the swamps and these men. To my parents’ big house. On my clean street. Where I’m never dirty or messy or hot. And I will. I’ll leave first thing tomorrow morning. I just want to crash on the couch tonight.Their house is dark and quiet, everyone else is asleep. Except for one. He sees me crying and comes at me from behind. I let him wrap his arms around my body and hold me tightly. His breath is on my neck, his fingers are in my hair, and he doesn’t stop there.I don’t think it was Trace.

No one tells you what to do when the boy who shattered your heart comes back to steal it.Roman Riviera was my everything once upon a time. I found my knight in shining armor in the form of a fellow foster kid. He protected me and promised to stand by my side forever.But Roman Riviera is a liar.He left me with monsters.Three years later, I found him in the middle of the night, soaked in my family’s blood and carving his initials into my foster brother’s skin. He tied me up and dragged me away from the life I had made without him.I tried to run, but he chased me. I wanted to scream, but the sound never came out.He says that I’m never getting away from him. He says he’s back for good. I don’t believe him.

“Trust me, I’ve wanted to punch you in the face a time or five.”When the man you worshipped as a kid becomes your coach, it’s supposed to be the greatest thing in the world. Keywords: supposed to.It didn’t take a week for twenty-seven-year-old Sal Casillas to wonder what she’d seen in the international soccer icon—why she’d ever had his posters on her wall, or ever envisioned marrying him and having super-playing soccer babies.Sal had long ago gotten over the worst non-break-up in the history of imaginary relationships with a man that hadn’t known she’d existed. So she isn’t prepared for this version of Reiner Kulti who shows up to her team’s season: a quiet, reclusive shadow of the explosive, passionate man he’d once been.Nothing could have prepared her for the man she got to know.Or the murderous urges he brought out in her.This was going to be the longest season of her life.

For years, he was a part of my life. I watched him rush to the hospital countless times, his beautiful surgeon hands racing to save lives.After all this time, I can't escape the truth.I want Dr. Lowe.Lust chokes each moment we're together. He promises to fulfill my fantasies--every dirty, naughty desire we can dream up.Only, I can't have him.He's confident. Experienced. Seductive.And he's my ex-boyfriend's father.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel-The Vipers.They run this town and everyone in it. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses.Yes, sold me.They own me now.I'm theirs in every sense of the word. But I've never been meek and compliant. These men, they look at me with longing. Their scarred, blood-stained hands holding me tight. They want everything I am, everything I have to give, and won't stop until they get just that. They can own my body, but they will never have my heart.The Vipers? I'm going to make them regret the day they took me.This girl? She bites too.

FROM THE NO. 1 SUNDAY TIMES BESTSELLING AUTHOR*, ELSIE SILVER! SET IN THE SAME BELOVED UNIVERSE AS SMASH-HIT SERIES CHESTNUT SPRINGS: SMALL-TOWN, BIG CHARACTERS, FOUR ADDICTIVE LOVE STORIES . . . MEET THE SINGLE DADS OF ROSE HILL. 'Elsie Silver's writing is a true revelation!' ALI HAZELWOOD 'This book contains a hero to die for' TESSA BAILEY ---- Sebastian Rousseau is a grumpy, hot as hell fire pilot who is too damn good with his hands. It's the perfect combination. But unfortunately for me, he's also my ex-boyfriend's dad. A chance meeting brought us together and a missed connection has kept us apart. One year later, a stroke of fate has us living under the same roof-which makes everything between us downright messy. Because even after all this time, he's still the man I think about when I fall asleep. The one I can't get over no matter how hard I try. He's working on mending a fragile relationship with his son and we both know acting on these urges would be the ultimate betrayal. But I see the heat in his eyes. That look of need that never fails to send a shiver down my spine. The mutual longing is borderline unbearable and the simmering heat between us is downright palpable. We both know there are rules when it comes to situations like this. But then again...following the rules never has been my strong suit. Readers can't get enough of the Rose Hill series . . . 'Billionaire romance but make it rustic . . . Elsie Silver just hits the mark every time' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'Hands-down my favorite book Elsie has written. HIGHLY recommend' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'Did I devour this in a single day? You bet I did!' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'Elsie Silver is the queen of small-town romances' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'The banter. The tension. The relationship between Ford & Rosie. The character development. Wow' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'I was hooked from the first chapter' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ *Wild Side was an instant no. 1 Sunday Times bestseller in the second week of March 2025.

A failing farm. His father’s debt. And a struggling college track team. Will Langstrom has too many responsibilities, and the last thing he needs is Olivia Finnegan, a beautiful but troubled new transfer student. A smart mouth. A strong right hook. And a secret that could destroy her. Olivia is her own worst enemy, with a past she can’t seem to escape, and the last person she wants help from is a cocky track coach she can never seem to please. Refusing to be pushed away, Will is determined to save her. And determined to resist an attraction that could destroy them both.

Jack and I, we did everything backward. The day he lured me into his office-which was also the first day we met-he proposed. You'd think a guy who looked like him-a bit cold maybe, but still striking and very unattainable-would only ask the love of his life to marry him, right? You'd think he must be madly in love.Nope. It was me he asked. A complete stranger who had never even heard of him. A stranger who had been dumped by her fiancé only weeks before. You'd think I'd laugh in his face, call him insane-and a few other names-then walk away as quickly as possible. Well...I did all those things except the walking away part.It took him only minutes to talk me into a business deal...erm, I mean marriage, and only days for us to officially tie the knot. Happiest day of my life. Magical. Pop the champagne... Not. It was the worst day. Jack Hawthorne was nothing like what I'd imagined for myself.I blamed him for my lapse in judgment.I blamed his eyes, the ocean blue eyes that looked straight into mine unapologetically, and that frown on his face I had no idea I would become so fascinated with in time.It wasn't long after he said I was the biggest mistake of his life that things started to change. No, he still didn't talk much, but anyone can string a few words together. His actions spoke the loudest to me. And day after day my heart started to get a mind of its own.One second he was no one. The next he became everything.One second he was unattainable. The next he seemed to be completely mine.One second I thought we were in love. The next it was still nothing but a lie.After all, I was Rose and he was Jack. We were doomed from the very beginning with those names. Did you expect anything else?

From New York Times bestseller J.T. Geissinger comes a high-octane, tautly written dark romance with an unforgettable twist that will leave readers gasping for more! A beautiful Deluxe Limited Edition of the viral sensation and national bestseller Pen Pal, featuring: •Designed stenciled edges •Full color art on reverse of the dust jacket •All-new full-color illustrated endpapers •A foil case stamp •Expanded bonus material It all began with just one line. “I’ll wait forever if I have to.” The first letter arrived the day my husband was buried. It was postmarked from the state penitentiary, and contained a single sentence: I’ll wait forever if I have to. It was signed by Dante, a man I didn’t know. Out of simple curiosity, I wrote back to ask him what exactly he was waiting for. His reply? You. I told the mystery man he had the wrong girl. He said he didn’t. I said we’d never met, but he said I was wrong. We went back and forth, exchanging letters every week that grew increasingly more intimate. Then one day, the letters stopped. When I found out why, it was already too late. Dante was at my doorstep. And nothing on earth could have prepared me for what happened next.