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FBI agent Vera Sharp needs to close in on a dangerous crime lord before he carries out his most lethal heist yet. She’ll go undercover as a singer to get her man. Chef Rafe Sinclair’s restaurant is on it lasts breath and he wonders if he’s being sabotaged. When his newest singer turns out to be investigating him as a criminal, he knows he’s also being setup. With Rafe’s colorful past, he’ll have to prove himself innocent to the powerful and stunning agent.

When Sarah McCready finds her boyfriend in bed with another woman on the same day she loses her job, she goes home to Boston to start again. Nothing changed in her old neighborhood, except the creepy house next to hers. Someone reclusive and mysterious is renovating it. Too bad he isn't the friendly type. After decades of endless war, Cillian Darragh is tired of bloodshed. Determined to re-integrate into the Morrigan Brotherhood, he means to let go of his hatred and master his bloodlust. Fixing up the family home seems like a good start.

In the ruthless world of Boston's Irish mafia, I shield the Callahan legacy, no matter the cost. Now my brother has tasked me with ruining Ruby Marquez, the prosecutor running for District Attorney. She’s clean, untouchable, and a threat we can’t afford. But Ruby isn’t just any enemy. She’s the one I can’t forget—I shouldn't have touched her years ago. If Tristan uncovers my past with her, I'm as good as dead. I know she's hiding something, though. Something that could destroy everything. And God help me, I might torch everything for her—and torch us both in the process.

The city of Taormina calls to me—but Constantine possesses me, body and soul. Not just because of those chiseled abs and glorious tattoos my photographer’s eye can’t help but admire. Or the man’s utter devotion to his dog. But because he always stands up for me. He saved my life once. And he’d do it again. His ruthless brand of justice inspires terror on the streets of Rome. But in his arms, I shiver for a different reason. So when he asks me to move in after just six weeks, I’m ecstatic. And conflicted.

Peter Pan left Neverland and grew up. Now I want him back. It’s been fourteen years since he left, since Neverland’s star died out, since a blanket of frost fell over the island. Despite the Jolly Roger being anchored in a layer of ice, I’m not yet willing to give up this perfect, Peter Panless Neverland. Well, it’s not completely perfect. A threat looms here, a shadow devouring the island. I don’t want Pan back, but he’s the only one who can stop it. However, when I find him, there are two problems. One, Peter Pan has no memory of who he really is. Two, I can’t seem to resist him.

We spent weeks planning this trip to Sicily together. And I was damn sure going to enjoy it, even if my lying, cheating boyfriend just abandoned me. I push aside self-pity to venture out and take photographs. Later, I lock eyes with a stranger at a bar. This tattooed god, Constantine, is way out of my league, but to my surprise, he’s all in—every inch. And up in his hotel suite, he claims me for his own. Over and over again.

After finding her husband in bed with another woman, Hallie Brooks returns to her childhood home to lick her proverbial wounds. She never expected her crush on Dax 'Sinner' McNeill to still be going strong.

Bratva Knight is not a standalone. It is the third book in the Bratva series. This series is an interconnected series. Although each book centers around a different couple, the overall storyline flows throughout the entire series.

This is not a fairytale. There's no glass slipper, only shards. Prince Charming is the villain, and happily ever afters are a myth. Except now, I need to construct one. Me, the fake princess, with a make-believe happily never after to the anti-Prince Charming himself. Coldly beautiful, brutally ruthless, and heir to a criminal empire. Misha Tsavakov hates me, but he'll be my fabricated prince, for a price—all of me.

All I wanted was to add a little excitement to my love life, maybe take a risk and step out of my comfort zone. Unfortunately, my bright idea to tie myself to a chair for my now ex-boyfriend went horribly wrong, and I got a little stuck. Humiliated, I had no choice but to call my stepbrother, Micah, for help, and because the universe has a twisted sense of humor, he brought his two best friends, Jace and Zac, along for the ride.

Ils m’ont proposé un marché : trente nuits contre la vie de mon frère. Trente nuits... avec lui. Nikolaï Novikov. L’usurier séduisant, mais redoutable. Il est étonnamment charmant. Beau comme le diable. À rendre accro, même. Mais ce n’est qu’une illusion. Je me jure de ne rien lui donner de plus que ce que j’ai promis. Mais il lit en moi comme dans un livre ouvert. Et pour ce qui est de mon cœur, les jeux sont faits...

In the idyllic, snowbound town of Winter’s Kiss, Christmas arrives with glowing lights and Bing Crosby on the air—a postcard come to life. But a ghost from Christmas past has returned to play Santa. As a historic blizzard traps the valley, Sheriff Heather Blake must hunt a killer hiding behind the face of an old friend. With the Winter Ball approaching and the bodies piling high, she may be the last present to be unwrapped. In Winter’s Kiss, terror is the only thing coming to town.

They call me perfect. Bred to be a beautiful and docile porcelain doll. And I can play that role for as long as I need. One day, I'll run away with Azarel, the only alpha I've ever trusted. The only alpha I've ever loved. But there's a problem with porcelain. It fractures. And this pack of alphas that's assembling around me—the new Ghost Alpha Unit—might be what finally shatters me completely.

Als Elias auf Delilah trifft, wird sie zur Obsession. Er will sie retten – vor der Welt, vor sich selbst. Doch Delilah spielt ihr eigenes Spiel. Und Elias erkennt zu spät, dass sie nicht das Opfer ist … sondern der Auslöser. In einem Geflecht aus Nähe und Macht, Lüge und Wahrheit verschwimmen die Rollen. Wer ist Jäger? Wer Beute?

Meine Rückkehr nach Hause habe ich mir anders vorgestellt. Ganz anders. Ich träumte davon, dass der Junge, in den ich mich verliebt hatte, mich freudenstrahlend in seine Arme schließt und mir seine unsterbliche Liebe gesteht. Die harte Realität sieht anders aus. Auch wenn mein Herz das nicht zu begreifen scheint. Den Jungen, den ich liebe, gibt es nicht mehr. Vielleicht gab es ihn auch nie.

Als sie ihm zum ersten Mal begegnet, ahnt sie nicht, wie gefährlich seine Welt wirklich ist. Sein Blick, so dunkel und unergründlich wie Obsidian, verspricht Abgründe, die tiefer gehen als alles, was sie sich vorstellen kann. Je näher sie ihm kommt, desto schwerer fällt es ihr, sich von der Dunkelheit fernzuhalten, die ihn umgibt – und die droht, auch sie zu verschlingen.

Ein Mann in seinen Fünfzigern. Er hat offenbar nichts mehr zu verlieren, obwohl noch so viel vor ihm liegt. Die Kinder sind aus dem Haus, KI bedroht seine Arbeit als Übersetzer. Vor allem hat der Tod seiner Frau alles infrage gestellt. Eine solche Liebe, da ist er sich sicher, wird er kein zweites Mal finden. Bis ihm bei gemeinsamen Freunden eine Cellistin begegnet. Es entspinnt sich, so leicht, als ob es Vorsehung wäre, ein verheißungsvolles Verhältnis, und plötzlich steht wieder alles auf dem Spiel.

It's a dark night in an alley when Seo Jin-tae marks me. A death sentence written across my skin that there's no escaping from. No matter how far I run, or how well I hide, he'll come for me. But when he returns to carry out his grim mission, something changes. Instead of ending my life, he claims it. I become his obsession—the one thing he can't bring himself to destroy. And as passion burns between us, I realize I don't stand a chance. I find myself drawn to the man who once sought to kill me.

One month after surviving the Under Trials, Emery Maves finds herself in a world she doesn't recognize―with a man whose cold eyes are haunted by secrets she can't remember. Stripped of her memories, Emery is tormented by dreams of danger, death, and deceit. The only constant is the lure of the experimental drug that shatters her mind but leaves her almost invincible―and the dangerous pull of the man called Mori.

To keep my empire, I'm going to marry a man whose family my family tried to destroy. A terrifying and magnetically gorgeous man with brutal blue eyes. A man whose very presence sucks the air from my lungs. A man with no past, shrouded in scars, pain, and darkness. But this isn't about me. This is about securing a future for my sister. Even if that means binding myself to a man who hates me. Except "until death do us part" is going to come quicker than anyone knows. You see, this story has an expiration date. I have an expiration date.