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I grew up fighting for every scrap I had. I earned my place in the Brotherhood through my fists and through blood, proving my loyalty, year after year. And in all that time, I never asked for anything. Until I meet her on a job. She’s supposed to just be collateral damage, but for once in my life, I’m breaking the rules: I’m taking her for myself.

Ezo is an alien who's crazy about all things Earth. He can’t wait to get there in person and experience it all for himself - pizza, chocolate, flirting. After a lifetime of being alone on his old planet, he’ll finally have a place he can call home. But when he arrives, a mate has already been chosen for him. Ana is waiting as soon as he exits his shuttle. She’s beautiful, colorful, and seems as excited to meet him as he is her.

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing. Before I can think better of it, my tongue sneaks out over my lips to scent my surroundings.

Jackson Vale. My boss’s rival and the man I’ve thought far too much about since we were introduced last week. Of all the - “I’m not his,” I sputter indignantly. “I’m just his employee. He doesn’t own me.” And for some reason this sets off a flare of intensity and...satisfaction? in Jackson’s expression. That’s it, I officially give up trying to understand any of this. But then Jackson leans over and speaks so softly in my ear I can barely hear it above the falling rain.

Being the angel of death's a lonely gig, so when she trespasses into my realm, I decide to keep her... Things been alone all his life, even when he wasn't chained to a dungeon wall half-mad for two centuries. He's not like his brothers. He's come to prefer his solitude. Or so he thinks.

I’m an imposter, a fraud, unwanted...but that won’t stop me from claiming her. She is part of a tortured past I’d rather forget. I will never forgive myself for living when my brother died. As a penance, I’m forced to live his life. To claim what should have been his birthright. Soon, I will join the most powerful men in the world as a member of The Order of the Silver Ghost. Into this opulent nightmare of my own making, she reappears. She will be both my salvation...and my damnation.

There is nothing more dangerous than a secret…. It is how the powerful survive. They spin their influence in the shadows as their sins corrupt the innocent. And I am one of them. The elite. The chosen.

I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back. She was mine, and it was everything. That month with her was as near to perfect as I’ve ever had in my whole f--ed up life. But then, I lost it all, and I still don’t know why. Though, I suspect it had something to do with that rat bastard Bryce Gentry. One thing I do know: I’m not letting go of Callie Cruise without a fight. And it’s time for Gentry to finally pay for his many sins.

Just because Giselle’s two best friends fell in love with alien hybrids and are now living their happily ever after’s in the King’s compound doesn’t mean Giselle feels left out.... Sure they’ve got their adorable little half-alien winged babies and are happier than they’ve ever been but Giselle has a high-powered job and a full calendar of charity work and she’s...happy. Really. The positive affirmations she reads to herself every morning tell her so.

I need a new man like I need a hole in the head. The last one almost killed me. Literally. I barely escaped with my life, and when I end up on a ranch in Central Texas, I’m just looking for a place to hide out and recover. But then Reece Walker saunters in.

She was always Daddy’s little princess. They’re vicious outlaws. Now she’s theirs, and they’re not going to let her go without a fight. Sophia Wolford’s always looked at the world as if the glass is half full. Even after the Apocalypse. What’s the point of focusing on the negative, after all, when you need to get busy rebuilding the world? Finn Knight sees things differently, however. His motto is: Trust no one and always suspect the worst.

I never thought I'd see him again. My first love, back from the grave. My captor and tormentor. He holds my past, present, and future in his scarred hands. He owns me. No matter how far I run, my path leads me back to that lonely castle. Back into the arms of the Beast.

They say the gods will accept no small sacrifice. To appease them you must give your all. I’ve sacrificed everything. Lived through loss, and learned to love. To take the beauty with the pain. The rose with the thorns. This love story isn’t perfect, but it’s ours. We’ll hold onto it forever. And hope our forever is longer than a day.

All Vanessa ever wanted was to be loved. Okay, strike that - all she wanted was not to die at the hands of the homicidal maniac who was obsessed with hunting her down - and to be loved. Was that too much to ask? Going to Jacob’s Well and becoming a Lottery Bride sounded like it would make all Vanessa’s dreams come true. For the first time in her life, she’d have a family. For the first time in her life, she’d have not just one person to love her, but five. And she’d be safe. from the notorious female slave trader, Lorenzo Bernal. There’s just one tiny problem.

Bellamy Carmichael was Darlington’s princess all through high school. Perfect, popular, too gorgeous for words - and unfortunately, she knew it. I’d had a crush on her ever since arriving at Darlington Prep, only she never looked my way except for an occasional cruel putdown. I was a scrawny kid, nerdy, and worst of all, my family was new money. But now, a decade later, the tables have turned. I’m the one the Elders of the Secret Society are courting.

In the New Republic, every woman must marry five men. It’s the law. Welcome to the apocalypse. Drea was completely lost except for Eric’s hands cupping her face. Eric’s blue eyes piercing hers. “This isn’t a marriage where each of us get a sliver of you. No, baby, that’s not how this is gonna work. You have to give every one of us all of you. Pour it all out. Every single drop of yourself and trust that we’ll fill you back up.”

Pensé que no lo volvería a ver. Mi primer amor regresó de entre los muertos. Mi secuestrador y tormento. Él tiene mi pasado, presente y futuro entre sus manos con cicatrices. Él es mi dueño. Sin importar cuán lejos corra, mi camino me lleva de vuelta a ese castillo solitario. De vuelta a los brazos de la bestia.

I want him to unleash the beast within him. Because only then can I fly free.... I crave the darkness. The intimacy with him that would set my heart on fire. Dylan is afraid to let the monster out. His dark past has closed him off. I, too, have scars. But now, he has me wanting something...bad. Wrong. His deep, hypnotizing stare. Those strong arms that might crush me. He hates himself for the things he wants to do to me. But I need to feel free. To be taken in the most forbidden of fantasies. I always knew that I was obsessed. With him. With the monster that he could become.

I’m a con artist, and I’ve got my sights set on Beau Radcliffe. He’s dominant, arrogant, and always thinks he’s the smartest person in the room. But he made the mistake of getting way too drunk one night and telling me all about the twisted ways of the dark, mysterious secret society he was about to be initiated into.

Twenty Beautiful Lies stand before me. I can feel one’s hatred from across the ballroom. She loathes me and all that I stand for...that’s why she will be my choice, my belle of the ball. Born into a secret society that strangles the life out of me, I have no choice but to face my demons head on. Inheritance isn’t about money or land, it’s much more twisted than that.... A sinful birthright. A dark heritage. A secret tradition only the most powerful and wealthy are aware of. The Order of the Silver Ghost.