The low taverns and backroom gambling dens of Dublin are a long fall for an English nobleman. It is in these environs, however, where the growling evil within Thomas Olocher feels most at home. Each night, his darkness grows as he continues his cascade down toward the ultimate evil. Can Alderman James, ever seeking redemption for his own dark past, stop Olocher before it's too late?

Ambitious, headstrong and smart-mouthed, Macy Matthews does not have forever on the brain. Newly single after an ego-wounding breakup, Macy is out to prove her ex wrong. She is far from boring. After all, do boring girls have threesomes? When an opportunity with two Ghosttown Riders is presented, she’s all in. But when the man she’s been crushing on for months turns out to be one of the players, Macy may be in over her head.

Still reeling from the loss of her family, Amanda Pike soldiers on like any good monster hunter would. But when she's sent backup to deal with a case unlike any she’s handled before, Pike’s suddenly faced with the one person she never wanted to see again: Reed Fleming. The man who ruined her life.

Long ago, people spent their entire lives making a living on the sea. Fraser was one such person. However, as an old man, his only desire was to retire happily and leave his risky sword fishing days behind. Then one day, a desperate schooner captain, aware of the old man’s exploits as a sword fisherman, asks him to go back out to sea one last time.

Cheyenne Wilcox has a road map for her life that doesn’t include veering off her chosen path. When she stops for an injured biker, she has no idea her life is about to be turned upside down. One good deed has landed her in the center of a dangerous world. A death, an envelope with a severed finger, and being tackled by a brooding biker is just the beginning once she hits the radar of the notorious, Ghosttown Riders motorcycle club.

Meet Randi Burnett—she’s brilliant, she’s beautiful, and she works for the bride. Missing groom? Intoxicated in-laws? Crying ring-bearer? You name it, she wrangles it. Too bad her personal life isn’t thriving like her side gig as a bridesmaid for hire. Recently dumped, Randi throws herself into her biggest challenge yet when she’s hired as a maid of honor and pretend best friend for an ice queen bride. There’s just one problem—the best man is infuriating, overprotective, and anti-marriage.

Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

I'm addicted to my stalker. He watches me at night, sneaking in through my living room window and making my blood turn to ice. I feel him all around me as chills snake down my spine. Each night he becomes bolder, getting closer and welcoming himself into my bedroom, feeding his addiction.