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When Irene is kidnapped by a gang of monsters, she is shoved straight into a world of magic and murder. A mothman. An Unseelie. A demonic plague doctor. The Freaks are a terrifying group ready to wreak havoc on the world that destroyed their humanity. As these creatures drag Irene into the dark, they crave her soul, mind—and body. The longer these four are together, the faster they fall into a terrifying type of love. Will the demons take the wings from their caged dove, or will they set her free before their world devours her?

I'm a romance writer in a slump. All I did was tag along to a hockey game with my brother. The star player slams a guy into a wall and turns to give the crowd a thumbs-up. Just like that… a spark ignited in me. I went home and scribbled down a story idea, posting it to Instagram. The next morning, thousands of new followers and an avalanche of comments. People loved my idea. So, I followed the inspiration, bought season tickets to the Vipers games, and kept my new project a secret.

The Five Families thought the war was over. They have no idea, I'm the very beginning. I kidnapped her to prove a point—at knife point, it seemed sharper that way. See what I did there? I used the perfect virginal daughter from one of the most powerful Families in the Cosa Nostra to fix the broken pieces, knowing that in the process—I'd spread hers for the world to see. I would embarrass her, shame her, use her, but I would never touch her…my one and only vow to her father in exchange for his allegiance.

Every time Smokey stares at the President patch on his cut, he feels like an imposter. After all, that was not the life he was supposed to lead. In his former club, he did what they asked, when they asked, and that was enough for him. But 30 years later and the fate of the Broken Chains resting on his shoulders, all eyes were on him.

Welcome to New York City, where the roaring twenties are filled with Rippers and revenge. Florence has returned home after facing months of torment, but she still cannot escape the demons that haunt her.

The night Kicks woke in the hospital with fresh scars and a missing eye was the night he promised he would never, ever let himself be vulnerable again. And as the Road Captain of the Broken Chains MC, he managed to keep that vow for five long years. But the universe has different plans for the biker when his President sends him on a mission to escort the rabbi, Jude Burns, who is now under the protection of their club. Kicks doesn’t want a babysitting job, but he’s not sure what to think when he’s faced with a mouthy, stubborn man who seems far more sinner than saint.

I was so close to being free. The wolf was out, the cage was open, and I was me. Finally. I should've known better... Now, I'm trapped back where I started with my vicious and vengeful uncle on a warpath. My wolf is clawing at the cage, ready to unleash the fury my uncle awakened in me. But I can't possibly let her into this war. Not now. Not with all that I know. My only hope is to get home, back to the pack that welcomes me, needs me, wants me. Dayne, my cold-blooded alpha, is my home, my freedom.

This isn’t a typical love story. This is a story of what happens when love is so powerful and all-consuming that it has the ability to destroy everyone involved. It’s definitely not pretty and it’s certainly not a fairytale, but it’s their story and it couldn’t be told any other way.

Rich girl, poor boy. It was the oldest story. Yet it was ours. I knew Penelope was different the moment I laid eyes on her. But all she wanted was to be friends-with-benefits. My best friend told me not to mess around with the new girl. He didn’t say anything about marrying her. Or what might happen if we broke our vows.

Gunner has spent half his life running from his past, and the other half trying to protect himself from ever being vulnerable again. He’s escaped his old club and worked hard to earn the VP patch on his cut after joining the Broken Chains. But his entire life is turned upside down when Gunner’s past comes back to haunt him, and the club’s Deaf delivery guy ends up at the wrong place at the wrong time.

I lie down for just a second…. The next thing I see is the chiseled and extremely grumpy face of my billionaire client, Theo Barnes, looking down at me. If I’m Goldilocks, he has all the grouchiness of three bears. I was overworked and overstressed, juggling photographing his fleet of yachts with my other projects. Add in a super comfy bed on one of his yachts, and I’m out. Now I’m about to be fired.

The demon prince is arrogant, dangerous, and hot as sin. He is also my new owner. As a fae slave, I knew that one day I'd be sold at auction, but I never expected to be purchased by royalty much less by the demon prince himself. Rumors say that Prince Leo is a cruel master who murders his fae when they no longer entertain him. They say he's just like every other species that harvests the magic in our fae blood. But I know the truth.

I’m Amethyst Lily Tatum, and up until this point, I’d managed to maintain a fairly low-key life. I’m what you would call a socially unacceptable hot mess. Instead of partying, I’m skating, flipping ollies over guys who loved to underestimate me. Then I started college, met a wild girl who I would soon call my best-friend, had my first drunk one-night stand, left my phone at his house, and then, when I finally managed to meet my mom’s new boyfriend, I found out that my one-night stand was now my new stepbrother.

The first time I met Noah Parker, he asked if I was an escort. Apparently when you’re a billionaire sports agent, finding strange half-naked women in your hotel room is…normal? That didn’t stop me launching a stiletto at him. He’s fine—good reflexes. Still, he walked into my hotel room—claiming it's his—and has no plans on leaving. Neither do I. Which is how I end up sharing a bed with Mr. Jerk. Platonically…more or less. Nothing happened, I just might have had a few naughty thoughts and some very pleasant dreams. He’s hot, all right? A hot jerk.

Genesis Valentine knows exactly what she wants out of life. As a decorated journalist, she is determined to tell stories that matter and to make a difference in the world. Unfortunately, as an unbonded omega, she's considered a liability in the field. If she wants to take her career to the next level, she has to show her editor that she can get her scent under control. And that means taking on a pack, at least temporarily.

Their names are whispers in the hallways. Hunter, Ash, Ledger, and Samson. The Kings. Four of the most beautiful men I’ve ever seen, with cruel agendas and an even crueler reign over Ravenwood Academy. Wreaking havoc in our small, New England town, no one asks questions. For the most part, people ignore or avoid them. After all, they’re royalty here. Because one of them - the cruelest one - is the headmaster’s son. And my new stepbrother. They can try to torment me. They can try to break me. But they have no idea what I’ve endured.

Careful little eyes what you see. Careful little ears what you hear. Careful... His breath hit my neck, lips brushing skin. "Little mouth what you say. Then again, yours has been doing a lot lately, hasn't it?" All it took was one phrase—"Wanna play a game?"—and I was already losing. To the enemy. To a Tinder date gone violently wrong. To the Syndicate's most dangerous heir. It was supposed to be my last middle finger to the establishment before they sacrificed me on the family altar of arranged marriage. So I took control. I made the rules. I chose the husband. Louis De Lange.

Nine months ago, I hooked up with the funniest, hottest, most amazing woman. It was supposed to be a vacation fling. She'd broken up with her ex. I don't do commitment. I was totally cool with "what happens in the skiing lodge, stays in the skiing lodge." And damn, did a lot happen. All over the place. In all kinds of positions. Over and over again. I was stupid to agree to her rules. Stupid to let her go. Then I see her walking down the fairy-lit street, a couple of weeks before Christmas. Our eyes meet and the chemistry is still hot enough to melt snow.

Abandoned by her human father to be raised among the fae healers of Duje, half-breed Katya prefers to keep to the shadows and far away from her stepfather's cane. When he is suddenly called to court, her stepfather forces Katya to come along and spy on the crown. His instructions are simple: watch, listen, and don't get killed. But nothing about court life is simple, and Katya soon finds herself thrust into the center of a political storm, her every move monitored by the prince's fearsome head of guard, Aemon Cregg.

The day I buried my boyfriend, the Families replaced him with the man who rejected me four years ago—Ace "Matchstick" De Lange. Cold. Calculated. Deadly. He has the bedside manner of a serial killer and the looks of a fallen angel. And now, he's my shadow, ensuring I don't end up in the grave beside the man who died for me. I despise that I'm the one left behind. I loathe how Ace provokes me, pulling me from the abyss of my sorrow. But most of all, I hate that the only piece I have left of my dead boyfriend is something others would kill to possess.