Recommendations based on "Til Death We Part"

ONLY THROUGH BLOOD CAN THE DEEPEST REDEMPTION BE FOUND…He was born to ascend.He was destined to lead.He was never meant to fail.Prophet Cain lies broken and defeated on the floor of his cell. A cell he has been thrown into by the one person who was supposed to stand by his side until the end. His flesh and blood, his only companion. His beloved twin brother.Cain has sacrificed everything for his people. He left the safety and security of his life of study to infiltrate the infamous Hades Hangmen. He lived with them, rode with them, and then betrayed them. All in the name of a faith he can now feel slipping away from him. Like everything else he once held dear…But then his isolation is broken. Another prisoner is brought to the cell next to his. A woman fighting her own demons and fears. A woman who Cain understands needs him, as he needs her. As the connection between them grows, so does Cain’s resolve. He will right the wrongs he has done. He will atone for the evil acts carried out in his name. He will save the one he loves…… Even if the battle takes him to the gates of hell itself. Contemporary Dark Romance. Contains explicit sexual situations, violence, sensitive and taboo subjects, offensive language, and mature topics. Recommended for age 18 years and up.

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.*

She has a secret. I’m complicated. Not broken or ruined or running from a past I can’t face. Just complicated. I thought my life couldn’t get any more tangled in deceit and confusion. But I hadn’t met him. I hadn't realized how far I could fall or what I'd have do to get free. He has a secret. I’ve never pretended to be good or deserving. I chase who I want, do what I want, act how I want. I didn’t have time to lust after a woman I had no right to lust after. I told myself to shut up and stay hidden. But then she tried to run. I’d tasted what she could offer me and damned if I would let her go. Secrets destroy them. **Pepper Winters is known for her Dark Erotica. This is more of a Grey Romance. Not fluffy, but not too brutal.** A story about being Destroyed by Love and Possessed by Hope

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?

I was light, and I was pure. Until I wasn’t.MillieI’m Millie Hart, and for as long as I can remember, I’ve dedicated my life to my Catholic faith. It was a part of me every step of the way. So when I decided to join a nunnery, no one in my family was surprised. I’m not sure at what point my life changed or where it went extremely wrong. My nightmares are becoming realities as my world starts to slowly tremble under the ground I’m presently shackled to. I was taken. Everything I thought I knew was about to rain down on me in drops of lies, deceit, and undiluted evil. Tripp/RazeI’m more machine than man. I’m the alpha and the omega of The Army, and the leader of The 6 masked huntsmen. I live and bleed this life. The arms that raised me weren’t carrying love— they were carrying knives and AKs. I’m agent 000, the executioner, and the damn devil who walks in the flesh. No one can break through my hard shell— not even her.

Part Two of SEASON OF DESIRE, a fiercely passionate five-part serial novel by Sadie Matthews which will excite all fans of FIRE AFTER DARK, BECAUSE YOU ARE MINE and FIFTY SHADES OF GREY.Freya Hammond is used to people fulfilling her every whim. Wealthy and spoiled, she lives a butterfly existence of fashion and parties and is accustomed to getting her own way. Which is why the new bodyguard is riling her. Miles Murray is ex-SAS and obeys her instructions with barely repressed scorn. She can sense that he doesn't think much of her. The Hammonds have been staying at their luxurious retreat high in the Alps. Now Miles is driving Freya to the airport but the rapidly worsening weather and a near-miss with a dangerously driven jeep causes him to lose control, and sends the car plummeting off the side of the mountain. When Freya comes to, she is lying on the freezing ground, Miles beside her. The car is a mangled mess far below them. Now Freya needs Miles to save her life. Using all his survival skills, Miles manages to locate an old shepherd's hut and get them both there despite Freya's twisted ankle. Rescue will surely come before too long... but until then Freya is no longer in control. The tension between them is soon at fever pitch as she tries to dominate a man who no longer obeys her orders.And when rescue does come, how will they return to their old life of mistress and bodyguard after what has happened between them?

EDGE I've decided there's no virtue in patience. It's f*cking torture. And that goes for DM Christmas songs too. MATHIAS Good girl. Be afraid of me. It will make my job easier. Until she's caught between a desk and a Hell's bastard. ROSE I am a shell to be f*cked with. But I am a survivor. I have my own Sasha Fierce. Just give me a reason. CEZAR You haven't seen my bad side yet. It will leave you speechless. WHISPER Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation leans on the doorbell. Survival has become a waiting game, choreographed by a schedule to keep me complacent. Mathias and Rose are my constants. My frenemies. What happens when Cezar turns the tables? Just remember to breathe. Contains adult situations which may offend and graphic violence, but it is one hell of a fictional ride. Strap yourself in. For mature aged readers 18 +.

He wants her back.She wants her freedom.She willingly died to get free. Only, death wasn't the end to her suffering. When she opened her eyes moments after her death, she was back to the moment it all began.Her wedding day.Killian began to whimper in my head, and my heart felt like it was breaking all over again. The pain I felt when she rejected me might be the only thing that could ever come close to the pain I am feeling right now, watching the love of my life, the woman I desire more than anything, my mate and the only future I will accept, smiling under the arm of another man. She is accepting him. Accepting his touch, his presence, his conversation, and I've been praying for the last several hours that she just accepts my apology.A story about rebirth, and an Alpha's hardpressed journey to redemption.This story contains some triggers: SA, language, violence, abuse Elelira, forced by her uncle into a marriage alliance with the rumored monstrous alpha of the south, was surprised to find on her wedding day that he was actually her mate.Due to a secret she and her late mother kept, he wouldn't feel the mate bond for two more years, until it was too late.Elelira, having grown weary and worn down by her husband's mistreatment, builds a wall around her heart and on the day she turns 20, the day Lachlan can feel the bond, she rejects him before escaping into the sea.Her freedom is short lived as her quest to find her real father takes her back to her abusive Uncle's pack, where she is captured and tortured until her death.She hopes that is the end, but as soon as her eyes close, they open again and she is back at the beginning; the beginning of her suffering. She traveled back to the day of her wedding, and has to live through all that pain and torture again.Or so she thinks.....Lachlan was against the marriage to the conniving Alpha Wayne's niece, fearing he was being trapped and leashed, but he had no grounds to refuse since he was the one who needed the alliance after a long war with the clans of the North.Elelira was like a temptress from hell, or so he thought. He desired her, but he thought that was just a trick from her uncle. No matter who or how many women he slept with, it was Elelira's face that haunted him relentlessly. He fought against the desire, holding out for the day he could annul the marriage and find his true fated mate.By the time he realized it was her all along, it was too late.To correct the mistakes of his past, he sacrificed greatly to get a second chance.What he didn't expect, though, was for her to come back with all her memories of the future from the past as well. And because of the deal he struck to be given this chance, he can't reveal that he was the one that saved her.

I have lost those who I have loved. I have bled for those I hate. I have lied to those who are honest. What am I? You're a sinner dressed in white. You're a ghost in the night. You're the demons that I fight. Who are you? Both of us were sinners. She was hell-bent on revenge, and I was determined to let her have it. She was a beautiful sin that alone would be my damnation. And for her, I was willing to dig my own grave. She took what little pride I had left and made me look like a fool. I lusted for a taste of her darkness, for it was the same color as mine. I envied the way she was able to say no, as if she really meant it. I will endure the wrath of having her no matter the cost of my greed. But I have always been a glutton for punishment without any propensity of sloth. She became my obsession and like any other drug, she took all the pain away but brought me to a new level of low. Too bad falling in love with her brought on a different kind of hell that I wasn't sure we would live through. We were both running from a past that was going to tear apart out future. What I thought was going to be a beautiful beginning turned out to be a torturous end.

Four years ago, my world collapsed around me. Nyx They say grief is love with nowhere to go, I say it blackens the soul and helps you channel the darkness, a darkness he was wrapped in and dragged me under with him. It kept me there to the point I no longer knew what the light was, but I wasn't codenamed after the Goddess of night without reason. That was until our unit was hunting down the one responsible for taking him, an international terrorist who was a threat to us all. But all wasn't what it seemed. I thought I gave my heart to a demon, but it seems as though it's the devil whose claws have torn it to shreds. Loyalties will be tested, trust will be broken, and faith requires my hand before I jump off the ledge with it. Nocturne The secrets started long before I met my angel. The one who's deceiving green eyes haunt my memories each night when I close my eyes. They say love is a man's greatest weakness. I say it's the fire that scorches my need to destroy. My need to sacrifice and protect. I coated her in my sins once before, and she willing walked into the burning flames of hell with me. I just hope she'll take another chance for me to bring her deeper this time, despite the things I've done. Otherwise, I'll have to wrap her hair around my fist and drag her kicking and screaming, and her screams are my favourite melody.