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A New York Times and USA TODAY Bestseller“I want to ruin her so that she’s mine, my beautiful disaster. My wild creature. My goddess of chaos.”The viral TikTok friends-to-lovers dark romantic comedy full of murder, chaos, and sizzling chemistry―unlike anything you’ve read before―now available in all bookstoresWhen a chance encounter sparks an unlikely bond between rival murderers Sloane and Rowan, they find something elusive―the friendship of two like-minded, pitch-black souls who just happen to enjoy killing other serial killers.From small-town West Virginia to upscale California, and from downtown Boston to rural Texas, the two hunters collide in an annual game of blood and suffering, one that pits them against the most dangerous monsters in the country.But as their friendship develops into something more, the restless ghosts left in their wake are only a few steps behind, ready to claim more than just their newfound love.Can Rowan and Sloane dig themselves out of a game of graves?Or have they finally met their match?Tropes:Golden retriever x black catHe falls firstTouch him/her and dieFriends to loversForced proximityOne bed

She can never be his…but he’s taking her anyway.Stoic, broody, and arrogant, elite bodyguard Rhys Larsen has two rules: 1) Protect his clients at all costs 2) Do not become emotionally involved. Ever.He has never once been tempted to break those rules…until her.Bridget von Ascheberg. A princess with a stubborn streak that matches his own and a hidden fire that reduces his rules to ash. She’s nothing he expected and everything he never knew he needed.Day by day, inch by inch, she breaks down his defenses until he’s faced with a truth he can no longer deny: he swore an oath to protect her, but all he wants is to ruin her. Take her.Because she’s his.His princess.His forbidden fruit.His every depraved fantasy.***Regal, strong-willed, and bound by the chains of duty, Princess Bridget dreams of the freedom to live and love as she chooses.But when her brother abdicates, she’s suddenly faced with the prospect of a loveless, politically expedient marriage and a throne she never wanted.And as she navigates the intricacies—and treacheries—of her new role, she must also hide her desire for a man she can’t have.Her bodyguard.Her protector.Her ultimate ruin.Unexpected and forbidden, theirs is a love that could destroy a kingdom…and doom them both.Twisted Games is a contemporary royal bodyguard romance. It’s book two of the Twisted series but can be read as a standalone.Warning: This book contains a possessive alpha hero, explicit sexual content, and profanity.

HERIt's been over a year since my first taste of blood, since I've learned what it means to truly evolve in order to survive. I'm not proud of what I've become, but I'll do what I have to in order to remain on the pedestal I've been placed on. Hardened, determined, calculated, my motivation rests on the eternal satisfaction of one man, and I've gotten damn good at keeping it up. I can no longer afford to crumble like before. Mistakes are not acceptable and anything less than absolute perfection is deserving of the severe condemnation that follows. But as I develop deeper into this demanding role, I can feel a shift in the wind. Nothing ever stays the same for very long when it comes to this world. Alliances change, enemies expand, and trust is questioned. When everything is dependent upon the strength and brutality of your character, what happens when the one person you thought was beneath you is on the verge of becoming your equivalent?HIMI’d never been so satisfied in my life. In the course of a year, I took the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen and molded her into a miniature machine of focus, death, and more sex appeal than I could have ever imagined. She was near perfection in all its forms and her dedication to remain so was impressive …if not endearing. Jaden was worthy of everything I wanted to lay at her feet, but as I watched her wear the crown, like usual, I had underestimated how well she would wear it, how well she would wear me. And with the growing threats of my enemies, I needed to make sure that her crown was bulletproof to everyone. Everyone except me. Because it didn’t matter how well she could evolve, one thing would always remain the same. She was mine in every sense of the word. Till death do us part.WARNING: Contains disturbing content that may be offensive to some readers.*NOTE: For every book that is sold, a portion of the proceeds will be donated to a charity that benefits victims of human trafficking.*

One drink. Three maniacal mates.Drink me.This is no ordinary task. It’s a compatibility test. A way for the Silver King to find a suitable mate. All because he needs an heir.Every eligible maiden in the kingdom has to drink.Including little old me—Ailsa Marvel—a simple mortal living in a land of magic and wonder.Never in my wildest dreams did I think I would become the Chosen Omega. But the moment I swallow, I find myself falling down, down, down and landing in the middle of mayhem.Monsterland is in disarray.Everyone is hunting the Silver King’s salvation. His intended. The one who can give him an heir. Me.But what if I don’t want to be brēd? What if all I want to do is run?Craze offers to help me.Catum says he’ll k*ll for me.And Krolic says he’ll guide me.But each step toward potential freedom has me questioning who to trust. Where to go. How to run.My fate has turned into a deadly game.One where I’m the rabbit and my only salvation is to win the hearts of those pursuing me.Otherwise, I’ll find myself in the Silver King’s brēēding cage.Or worse, I’ll end up dead.It’s time to play, little rabbit.You run.We’ll chase.And when we find you, we’ll show you what it means to be the Queen of Monsterland.Author’s Note: This is a dark standalone paranormal romance where choosing a mate isn’t required. There are themes of knotting, primal play, brēēding, and A/B/O dynamics. Check the introduction for more details.

I’ve been betrayed. A hit gone wrong. I'm hurt and hunted. She helps me out of fear--an innocent snatched up in my bid to escape. I can’t let her live because she’s seen my face. No survivors. No witnesses. That’s a code I live by and one I’ve always upheld. Yet when it comes to my petal, she makes me hesitate.I want to taste her and make her mine in the most primitive way. Ravage her. Devour her. Allowing my need for her to take hold.Unsure of who to trust, I feel the enemy closing in. I should set her free, but I can't. I’ll discover who has a price on my head and I'll end them, meeting blood with blood, and bullet with bullet.Would she still want me when she sees me kill? Or will it scare her off for good?

They're dead. I watched them die. That's the only reason we're here in the no-name town, living in this creepy old house, whose shadows promise more than just darkness. The only thing worse than the house are the woods behind it. Where the whispers in the wind lead you to a deafening silence. Something lurks here, nests here, ���������������������������� here. It feeds on us. Our chaos, our anger, our ������������������������. The desire I shouldn't have for my step-brother, Dominic, but can't seem to ignore. The dark depravity and painful pleasure we share together. It's here for me. Wants me, my secrets and my fear. It will do anything and kill anyone to get to me. I need to stop it. I need to protect the people I love. I will stop at nothing to end the madness, even if it kills me. Content Note: This book is a paranormal horror romance. It contains horror elements, graphic violence, and sexual content, so it's not suitable for readers under 18. Check your triggers.

A marquess on the verge of greatness, Only she can restore him! Read for Free with Kindle UnlimitedA magnificent marquess at the pinnacle of London society, darling of the ton. His world is upended in a single devastating moment! Surely, this can't be happening to him! Not when he is on the verge of a once-in-a-lifetimelove.Lord Christopher Westing, heir to a dukedom, with his strong jaw and blue eyes, is a veritable god to the women who pursue him. What's more, his future holds a prominent place in Parliament. And life grows even grander when he realizes the only woman for him has been right there all along.The esteemed but reticent Lady Jane Chatley has admired the marquess for years, though he's never shown her a twinge of romantic interest. Then one extraordinary night, everything changes. A kiss like nothing she--or he--has ever imagined makes her irrevocably his.When an unimaginable accident causes Christopher to plunge into a terrifying world of darkness, both his sunny disposition and his will to live disappear as swiftly as the light in his eyes. With the marquess pushing everyone away, can the ever-capable Jane keep him from slipping into bleak hopelessness? And with her own problems growing more dire, can she make him believe in what he can no longer see--before it is too late for both of them?The Beastly Lords SeriesBook 1 - Lord DespairBook 2 - Lord AnguishBook 3 - Lord VileBook 4 - Lord DarknessBook 5 - Lord Misery (Coming Soon)Book 6 - Lord Wrath (Coming Soon)

Kellan Scott, the Lycan shape-shifter, has vowed to redeem his playboy past…even allowing himself to be captured by his enemies to save a woman he's never met. Once imprisoned, stealing into Chloe Harcourt's cell is the easy part—withstanding her irresistible beauty is next to impossible.Chloe has struggled to keep her unusual powers over other people's emotions in check, never trusting that any man could truly love her for herself. Until her mesmerizing rescuer awakens a primal craving for contact.Their all-consuming passion is their strongest weapon against their sadistic captor. But Kellan's biggest battle may still lie ahead: to convince Chloe he's worthy of her undying love…or die trying.

How to destroy your life: Leave Ireland in the dead of night to flee to London; Get yourself dragged into an alley by a demon, marked, and doomed to die;Gain a mysterious, fatally attractive stalker/saviour. One with strangely sharp teeth...Flynn I never asked for this. Okay, maybe a little. After all, the demon was undeniably hot-the perfect way to mend my broken heart.But I certainly didn't sign up to become his prey-because now my chest burns with ice as dark magic grows inside me... and he'll be back to collect it.Thankfully, I have a saviour. Tall, dark and handsome, though his vintage dress sense is slightly pretentious and his aversion to sunlight is a bit strange...But if he keeps looking at me like I'm something worth devouring, I might just let him.What's one more bad decision?Sebastián Five centuries has taught me three rules: stay detached, stay focused, and never, never feel too much.I built Killigrew Street to control London's supernatural underbelly. We keep order in the shadows, we maintain the balance, and we absolutely do not rescue pretty Irish boys and lock them up in our hotel.Except, apparently, we do now.He's marked. He's stubborn. He has an infuriating habit of throwing himself headfirst into danger with zero self-preservation. And he's my problem to solve.When my protective instincts quickly twist into feelings, I know I should walk away. But my cold, dead heart seems to have other ideas.For how long can I keep my true vampiric nature from him?

It is often said that time heals all wounds. The words are spoken like a promise... A vow. These words are said to people who have been beaten down to their lowest state. To the poor souls who have nothing left to lose. Whispered into the ear of a grieving daughter, told with a shrug to a man who has nothing left to live for. These are dangerous people. The down-trodden. The grieving. The ones who love more people dead than alive. The words should never be uttered. Not to the ones who have no solid ground on which to stand upon, no rail in which to clasp. The white-knuckled moments of life have come to be expected rather than feared. "Time heals all wounds." The words are an insult. A slap in the face... and around here, they'll get you hurt. For Averi McClain and her husband Colt, there were few deeper insults. In the wake of Black Horse's death, a war has erupted. The Seventy Devils are scattered and on alert, gnawing at the bit for the go-ahead to strike. They would not hesitate to spill the blood of anyone who stood in their way of recompense. They knew they would need to act fast if they wanted to come out on top. Colt was not the kind of guy that you slept on. He'd stop at nothing to protect his family and he was lethal whether he was heavily armed or going toe to toe, bare knuckled beat-down style. Colt did have Black Horse's blood coursing through his veins, after all. But then, so did Jimmy, and he is ready to show everyone that the apple didn't fall far from the tree... in fact, they appear to have formed on the same poisoned branch. As leader of the Devils, Jimmy had seventy miscreants to do his bidding - and three goals in which he needed to achieve: 1. Avenge Black Horse 2. Kill Colt McClain and Randy Ford 3. Take Averi for his own Jimmy has another thing coming if he thinks victory is easily won. Will Colt and Averi's broken road end in tragedy? Or will they be the ones to banish the devils straight to hell? When the demons of the past rise up, can Colt and Randy face them fearless and determined? Whatever happens, don't expect Colt and Randy to stand alone. Buckle up. The broken road makes for one hell of a ride.