He made her his prom date. Now he won’t let her go. Ava I hate Ronan Mercer. From the moment he walked into my school, he’s been my personal nightmare—rich, cruel, untouchable. He gets whatever he wants, and what he wants is to break me. I swore I’d never give him the satisfaction. Then my mother makes a deal I can’t escape. One night. One dance. One prom date with the devil. It should be easy—I show up, endure his games, and walk away untouched. But Ronan doesn’t just want to make me suffer. He wants to own me. And the worst part? I think I might let him. Ronan It started as ...

Daddy always gets what he wants. And this time, he wants her. Eighteen and completely alone, Sienna has spent her life surviving—bouncing between foster homes, learning that trust is dangerous, and that love is a lie. But when she ages out of the system with nowhere to go, desperation drives her to make a call she never thought she’d make… to the one man she was never supposed to contact again. Marco was once her protector, her safe place, before the law tore them apart. Now, years later, she’s standing on his doorstep, lost and starving for something she can’t quite name. He’s ...

How do you find your fated mate when you were born in the ocean's depths and have spent most of your life in a salt water tank? Well, I gave mine a very special toy. It's an exact replica of a big part of me, tendrils and all. Her reaction? It's a little too soon to say. She's opening the package now, miles away from me. But I can feel her hands wrap around it, the pulse in each of her fingertips as she begins to explore its length and girth. Along her thighs…against her panties… Now, it’s finally time—for me to go. And her to come.

Isolde Mardi Gras is wild, chaotic, a frenzied dance of masks and temptation. But when I step through the doors of the underground club, I know I’ve gone too far. The moment his eyes find me in the dark, I feel it—a pull deeper than attraction, darker than desire. He’s not human. And now, I am his. Raziel I fell from grace long ago, my wings burned, my soul damned. But when she walks into my world, everything changes. Isolde doesn’t know the danger she’s in. She doesn’t know what she is. But I do. She is an omega in my domain, and no one will touch her—except me. 🔥 Fated ...

Condemned to a labyrinth of nightmares, I was meant to die. But he had other plans. And now? Now, I don’t know if I want to escape... or be ruined forever. Erynn I hit the ground hard. Chains bite into my wrists, the damp stink of the labyrinth thick in my lungs. They say no one leaves this place alive. But death isn’t what stalks me in the dark. It’s him. Korrath. A monster carved from rage and ruin, with claws that could tear me apart and eyes that burn like molten gold. He doesn’t want me dead. No, that would be too easy. He wants me on my knees. Helpless. His. But I am not weak....

I’ve always been drawn to the mysterious and the forgotten—old books, ancient stories, the stuff of myths. But I never imagined those tales could come to life. One moment, I was flipping through a dusty tome, and the next, I was pulled into a world of darkness. Malak, a demon bound by shadows, is now bound to me. He’s dangerous, powerful, and I can’t escape. Every moment with him pulls me deeper into his world, and the line between fear and desire blurs with every heartbeat. I need to get away… but part of me wonders if I even want to. Lily’s curiosity was her undoing. By ...

Kayla Delacroix never believed in the legend of the Ice King. She came to the frozen north in search of answers—not a cursed king bound in ice, not a war older than time, and certainly not the kind of hunger that burns beneath his cold, unyielding exterior. But when her touch shatters his prison, she realizes too late that some myths are very, very real. Eldric was once a king. Now, he is something else. A monster forged in ice and vengeance, a ruler who has spent centuries waiting for the one thing that could set him free. Her. But waking Eldric means awakening everything that hunts him....

Alina I should be dead. The orcs came to wipe my village off the map, to burn, to slaughter, to leave no one breathing. I fought. I lost. And now I’m chained in the heart of their war camp, my fate hanging in the hands of their brutal, scarred war chief. Korgul doesn’t just want to keep me. He wants to claim me. He thinks I’ll kneel. He thinks he can break me. But I’ve fought monsters before, and I’ll fight this one too—even if my body betrays me, even if his touch burns hotter than my hate I won’t be his concubine. I won’t be his mate. I’d rather die. Korgul She’s small...

During Mardi Gras, anything can happen—even being auctioned to a monstrous alpha who refuses to let you go. Selene Mardi Gras was supposed to be my last wild night of freedom—one final reckless adventure before I disappeared for good. But instead of waking up with a hangover, I wake up in chains. Auctioned. Sold. Claimed. By him. Darius Tauron isn’t human. He’s a minotaur, a towering beast with molten gold eyes and curved black horns, draped in wealth and danger. He owns this city’s underworld, and now? He owns me. He says I belong to him. That he’s waited for me. That I was ...

Ava didn’t expect much from the decrepit mansion she inherited—just a chance to escape her past. But from the moment she stepped inside, she felt its pull. The whispers in the halls, the eyes in the portraits, and the creature lurking in the shadows. Nightshade. Both terrifying and alluring, he is bound to the mansion by a curse only she can break. Nightshade has waited centuries for the one who could free him. When Ava enters his domain, her fiery spirit and forbidden beauty awaken desires he thought long forgotten. She is his salvation, but as their connection deepens, he wonders if ...

I was never supposed to be found. Now, I am their prey. Elara They dragged me through the gates of Alarian Omega Academy, my mouth full of blood, my wrists raw from the ropes. I fought like hell, but it didn’t matter. I was an unclaimed omega in a world ruled by alphas—nothing more than a prize to be broken, owned, and bred. The academy wasn’t just a school. It was a prison. A place where defiance was beaten out of you, where the trials would strip away my will until I begged for an alpha’s claim. But I wasn’t like the others. I had spent my life hiding, training, preparing for ...

I chose the hottest club in town, Rapture, to find my prey. Little did I know the person I hooked was the head of the Irish Mafia, who became haunted by the memory of our night. When I drunkenly return to Rapture with a broken heart, I find myself being drawn into the dark underground world of the Irish Mafia and the four men that rule it. As my normal, perfectly managed life slowly unravels, these men help me to reconnect with the woman I once was, and she wasn't always innocent. Will I be able to rebuild a life I truly desire, or is it all just an illusion?

I never imagined my passion for marine biology would lead me to this—a creature out of legend, half-man, half-monster, trapped in a cove no one else has ever seen. He's more than a discovery. He’s a mystery, an enigma that calls to me. But saving him might come with a cost I’m not prepared to pay. Am I ready to face the unknown for him? For centuries, I’ve been trapped, cursed to live in this form, cut off from the world. But then she came—a woman who stirs something in me that’s been dormant for far too long. She’s my chance at freedom, but she doesn’t know the price of ...

When I came to the subterranean kingdom of Driegon as a mail-order bride, I didn’t expect the dragon king to sweep me off my feet, take flight, and claim me as his mate. He says a mythical mating ritual called the Torrent proves we’re fated. Yeah, sure. Then I find out he’s almost engaged. He insists he’ll find a way for us to be together, but I’ve fallen for pretty lies before, and I won’t give my heart again easily.

He came to conquer. She swore to resist. But in the war of dominance and desire, only one will kneel. Elara I will never bow. Not to the monsters who burned my village. Not to the warlord who ripped me from my home. I am not his to command, to use, to break. No matter how my body betrays me. No matter how his golden eyes watch me like a beast ready to devour. He can drag me to his camp. He can chain me. But he will never own me. Varkash She fights me. Claws at me. Spits in my face. But I see it—the way her breath hitches when I get too close, the shudder she tries to hide when I touch her...