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The glimmer of hope I held was shattered. Happiness was yanked away from me all over again by the same person that broke me at fifteen. Whether he’d done the deed or not didn’t matter. My mind only saw his face lurking in the shadows, waiting to strike. Kaivan McMillan ripped open the scars on my soul and let them bleed.

Rhys Waversea has decided where his loyalties lie, and Clayton Michaels couldn't agree more. She's gone, and it's killing me. One minute Harper was here, biting back with that sharp tongue and soft heart, and the next, she vanished without a trace. No messages. No leads. Just a silence loud...

Dad raised me to be a hard ass and that trait didn't dissolve when I moved out of his house. In fact, when I finally got my 'big girl' job at the prison it got worse. I have been observing Kace for a year now. Once he jumped on my radar, he fucked up. I make his life hell, little did I know my own was about to railroad me.

When the bodyguard learns she has a stalker... Laci Delgado-Hamilton Going out to a club on my own shouldn’t be such a big deal. I’m fully capable of staying safe, but the environment I choose to be in shouldn’t be so sketchy that I can’t let loose like the club claims. Turning into someone’s submissive slave for a night is a pleasure, not a sacrifice, but only if the man I’m submitting to is worthwhile. It’s a little hard getting close to anyone when there’s some unknown man stalking me in the background, but so long as we don’t get emotionally attached, does it even matter?

Rhys Waversea is holding a lit match to a can of gasoline, and Clayton Michaels is no longer standing in his way. The plan was simple. Infiltrate my father's empire and watch it crumble from the inside. Waversea Academy was never meant to last, it was just another playground to poison with my...

Rhys Waversea wants to watch the world burn, and Clayton Michaels will spark that flame. It was supposed to be so simple. A fresh start where no one knows about the accident. No one knows I'm a deaf girl walking amongst the hearing, cocooned in my own silent world. So simple, if I had gone anywhere except Waversea Academy. Here, shadows cling to every wall. Privilege follows me like smoke, clogging my throat. There's a poison running through this campus, and it's wearing the face of the founder's grandson.

I was born to kill angels. Now I’d raze both Heaven and Hell to protect one. While mortals scratched their first words into clay tablets, I was already knee-deep in angel blood. I am Nephithar, Hell’s most feared general—the Devil’s own creation, forged in the heart of the abyss for one purpose: war. My name is a curse on angel tongues, my legend painted in divine gore. I take pleasure in battle, in the chaos of slaughter, in the soft rustle of angel feathers torn from broken wings—trophies I’ve hoarded like sacred relics. But then I saw them.

My life had been a series of tragic events. When Snake stormed back into my world, I was forced to stare into his vengeful blue eyes and the word agony took on a whole new meaning. Innocence is a funny word. It means something different for everyone, but for me it meant growing up far too young. It meant falling in love with a boy, and then having my heart ripped out of my chest in such a painful way that I never thought I’d recover.

Myla is introduced to the BDSM world through her coworker David.

We're back for more! This time, don't let us pick you up. If you do, expect the unexpected. We can't stop now.

Don’t worry, Doll. You’ll taste heaven before you walk with the dead. Was I dead? I had wanted to die. I remembered deciding that I was done with this life and done with the memories and ghosts that haunted me. I’d looked at the darkness below and prayed for it to swallow me whole. Spreading my arms wide, I stepped off the ledge and woke up in hell. At least, I thought it was hell. It was hard to tell anymore. My soul was ripped from my chest long before now, and my heart had stopped beating when the gavel banged, sentencing me to five years in prison. So what was this place?

Nothing much happens in a sleepy little town like mine. At least that is what I think until one night everything changes. People are disappearing at an alarming rate, but even more disturbing is how they end up on my table. I’m a coroner and no stranger to death, but even I wasn’t ready for the twisted game this killer plays. It turns personal when I awake to a gift and a note that says, He who wins a thousand common hearts is therefore entitled to some renown, but he who keeps undisputed sway over the heart of a coquette is indeed a hero.

(Cody): He can take a walk off a plank into a dark abyss and drown, for all I care. Tyler Ryan used to be my best friend. We’ve been through everything together, shared everything. Apparently, he thought that included my wife. So, why does he still work for my company? Why do I keep wishing things with us never changed? Why does my heart skip several beats when anything that has to do with him comes across my desk? Why can’t I let him go?

Shattered and betrayed, the Shadowed Souls have lost the woman they love to the stalker who has plagued her for years. A betrayal that cuts deeper than any wound, unraveling bonds of trust they thought were unbreakable. As Mr. XO tightens his grip, Avery's heart hangs in the balance, torn between the men she loves and the repercussions of her own choices.

A shocking revelation has torn the Shadowed Souls apart, splintering them from within. Now fractured and facing unseen dangers, the remaining members are forced to make an impossible choice: search for Wyatt, their self-destructive leader, or protect the feisty ballet dancer they've all come to cherish, Avery. Avery swept into their lives and captured their hearts, becoming the embodiment of everything these damaged men have always craved—a love to hold on to, a family to call their own.

Avery thought her suffering had ended. She thought wrong. After a traumatic start to life, being adopted was Avery's saving grace. She finally had parents who loved her and an entire mansion to call home. Her days were spent reading in the library and exploring her passion for ballet until a fateful accident changed everything and left her at the mercy of her step-brother.

When a group of friends investigate the rumored ghost hauntings of a notorious cemetery, the band of complicated friends never expected their late night adventures would lead them to stumble into the hunting grounds of an ancient evil lurking nearby, enslaved by an unnatural fleshly craving.

She's become my obsession. I hate her for it. I took her for another reason. But now? Now I don't think I'll let her go.

At the worst moment, our little toy tries to run from us. She dares to act like she isn’t ours. So, I hunt her down and force her to remember who she belongs to. But she puts up a fight and tries to get under my skin. No one has gotten under my skin except Cole, and she does it so easily. It makes me livid. Angry. Afraid.

I’ve been fascinated with Kayce James since the night we first met. My infatuation with her has only grown as we spent countless nights revealing our darkest secrets and deepest desires with each other. There is only one word to describe what I feel for her—OBSESSION. One small thing plagues our otherwise perfect relationship. Kayce only knows me as the masked man behind her computer screen.