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The Manipulator. I can manipulate the emotions of anyone who lets me. I will make you hurt, make you cry, make you laugh and sigh. But my words don't affect him. Especially not when I plead for him to leave. He's always there, watching and waiting. And I can never look away. Not when I want him to come closer. The Shadow. I didn't mean to fall in love. But now that I have, I can't stay away. I'm mesmerized by her smile, by her eyes, and the way she moves. I'll keep watching and waiting. Until I can make her mine. And once she is, I'll never let her go.

Death walks alongside me. But the reaper is no match for me. I'm trapped in a world full of monsters dressed as men, and those who aren't as they seem. They won't keep me forever. I no longer recognize the person I've become. And I'm fighting to find my way back to the beast who hunts me in the night. They call me a diamond. But they've only created an angel of death.

This is a dark, fantasy romance series by the authors of Zodiac Academy with all the enemies to lovers vibes – don’t go expecting a sweet vampire with sparkling skin and a tendency to watch you sleeping. These vampires are savage and bloodthirsty, and the slayer who hunts them will stab first and ask questions later. This war-torn fantasy world is a brutal bi *ch and only those 18+ have a chance at surviving the darkness lurking in this book.

I’m changed beyond return, my life torn apart by the god who forced this fate upon me. Now I’m a creature of ruin and bloodshed, but the price I’ve paid comes with the sweetest of gifts. The prince who claimed my heart has seized me once again, but this time, I’m on equal ground. I’m strong enough to fight at his side and face the wrath of our enemies, but some dark plot is brewing in the city, and I fear what’s coming.

I’m torn in two. The mark of the gods has bound me to my mortal enemy, and not even the most desperate yearnings of my heart can break this tie. Between the slayer’s vow and the cruel tricks of Idun, my free will has been stolen from me. All I can hope for now, is that my sister and I can find a path to salvation, but it feels as though we’re walking a path to our ruin instead.

The vampire prince has never claimed a human. Until now. My whole life I’ve been nothing but a means to an end; livestock kept caged for the production of blood. I’ve stared through fences at the promise of freedom countless times, but the only way anyone escapes this hell is in the hands of a bloodsucker.

The lost warriors are rising. Montana: Vengeance calls upon the wind. What Wolfe has done is unforgivable, and he’ll pay for everything he has taken from us. But after my choice was made at the ceremony, I’m now trapped with the prince I chose, and the path ahead is draped in peril. A wedding looms upon me, and if I can’t find a way to escape, I will soon be a monster’s bride. Erik’s promises fall like fire to ash, and I fear there’s no way out now I’ve chosen a life of chains in payment for those broken vows.

I’m on a quest to reach my sister, to claim her from the clutches of the vampires who seized my family and end the immortal life of the prince who claimed her. But the path this dark slayer is taking me on is rife with danger, though the kind he weaves is fast becoming my favourite temptation. Familiars watch us from the shadows, and one wrong move could see the vampires stalking us in the dark. But they aren’t my only concern anymore, because the gods of old are waking, and now one of them has their sights set on us.

Five years ago, my fiancé disappeared. He left me with a wedding dress I’d never wear. Left me with the kind of scars that can’t be healed. The man I built my future on vanished like a ghost. All that remained were my broken heart and a million unanswered questions. Until a mysterious stranger arrives in town. Tall, dark and dangerous, Kage is as full of secrets as he is sex appeal. Though I know he’s hiding something, I’m drawn to him like a moth to flame. Heat crackles between us with every look, desire flares into passion, and I fall hard, helpless to resist.

Mutual hatred turns into a dangerous attraction in Brutal Vows, a dark, sexy mafia romance from the queen of dark romance, J. T. Geissigner. Perfect for fans of Ana Huang and Katee Robert. An Irish mobster with a brutal grudge. An Italian mafia princess with a dark secret. Two enemy empires joined in sacred marriage vows. Let the hating games begin.

He’s a myth. A ghost. A legend. A Bratva assassin so feared, some won’t even dare to speak his name. He comes in search of vengeance for the death of his brother, but what he finds instead is me. A girl he thinks is someone else. Someone unrelated to the man who killed his brother. Except I am. And when he finds out my true identity, he decides to take me as repayment for what he lost.

The devil has blue eyes, an Irish accent, and a hatred for me that runs deep. He blames me for starting a war. Consorting with his enemies. Getting his men killed. Though I’m innocent on all charges, he wants his pound of flesh. With an eye on revenge, he makes me his captive. But as we'll both soon discover, there are more powerful urges than that for revenge. When the devil meets his match but she’s his sworn enemy, that’s when the real war begins.

Glitch- I’m obsessed with a woman I’ve never met. Hell, I’ve never even seen a picture of her, unless you count the cartoon avatar she displays during our online gaming nights. To Ara, I’m a quiet gamer who keeps a chat open in case she wants to vent about her day or her loser boyfriend. She has no clue who I am, what I look like, or that she’s the star in the filthy audio recordings I create for my personal pleasure.

The most brutal don in the city has a weakness: me. I never wanted the life my parents tried to force on me, so I vowed I’d never marry a mobster. Yet here I am, walking down the aisle toward mobster of the century, all to save my sister. Rafaele Messero. Cold, ruthless, and irritatingly handsome. Not that I’ve noticed. After all, this marriage is the end of all my hopes and dreams. And for him, it’s nothing more than a calculated business move. At least that’s what I think, until he snaps at the priest to hurry up so that he can kiss me.

The men in the secret society known as the Lords think they rule the world. And in a way, they do. Each has sold their soul to the devil at a young age in exchange for power and wealth. Like anything else, they have different levels of success. The more they’re willing to serve, the more power they have. Among them are the Spade brothers, who run Carnage. It’s where the Lords who have not held up their oath go to live out the rest of their lives in shackles. Tucked away from the world as if they never existed.

He thinks I’m off-limits. But rules were made to be broken. I’m the perfect daughter—an heiress with a spotless reputation and a ring on my finger to prove it. But perfection is a fragile thing, and mine shatters the moment I meet Isaak. My bodyguard. Ex-military. Battle-scarred. All sharp edges and dark glances. He’s the last man I should want—older, all grit and danger, and everything my family would never approve of. Also, he hates me. He thinks I’m spoiled, entitled, a rich girl playing pretend. But there’s one thing he can’t fake: The way his eyes darken when I walk into the room.

Malachi Vize has always had one desire in life. One goal. One deep obsession he could never give up on. His foster sister Olivia. For the first time, she’s chosen him over the entire world, and he intends to keep her in his firm grasp forever – but his happiness is soon shattered by powerful enemies who want to claim Olivia for themselves. He had her. But then he lost her. Wounded and still wrestling with his own demons, Malachi is forced into unexpected alliances to hunt them down, but he won’t stop fighting until he gets her back. No matter what it takes.

When I threw Riley Murphy over my shoulder and carried her off after killing the bastard who dared to touch her, I swore to myself that I was only bringing her home with me to keep her safe. She's an eighteen-year-old orphan who deserves a man who'll tell her she's his good girl. Not a ruthless Bratva boss who'll make her scream for him before he's even inside her. But the moment I pulled her cute little panties down for a much-needed spanking and found her soaking wet, I knew I'd be taking her innocence in the same bed I tucked her into last night.

I’ve been watching her. Calculating, biding my time, planning what I’ll do to her when I finally have her. She is the exception to the rule. I don’t chase women; they fall at my feet. But for her, I’ll use everything at my command to make her mine. I want her body. I want her screams. I want her devotion. And I won’t stop until she doesn’t recognize herself without me.

I’m a survivor. A fighter down to my blood. I need the release that comes when I step in that octagon, I crave it. I spent too long being beat down and broken in every sense of the word, and I almost didn’t make it. Fighting saved me though, and then I saved myself. When I am offered a full ride scholarship to a college in the middle of nowhere Alabama over 2000 miles away, I grab the chance with both hands and run like hell.