Rogue Royal I just need to finish senior year and I'll have access to my inheritance. I'll be able to leave everything behind and never come back. Until Bellamy. She's new. From Chicago. And she's everywhere. I hate her. Bellamy Ward I don't know what I did to Rogue to make him hate me. Sure, I spilled a milkshake on him, but that wouldn't make someone hate me. Right? Wrong. He's decided to make my life hell. But I'm here to finish out senior year at an elite school so I can change my life and my mom's life for the better. I'm not going to let him distract me or break me.

"I do want you, jailbait.” His gaze drops to my lips, his eyes darkening with lust. “I just can’t let myself have you.” I’ve been banished to Switzerland with a fake name, forced by my father to spend a year teaching spoiled rich kids as punishment for humiliating him. I’m supposed to stay out of trouble, to avoid scandals, to learn responsibility. I’m not supposed to meet her. I fucked up before I even set foot within the hallowed halls of RCA. And there she is. In my class. In the halls. In my veins. Every fucking where. She’s going to be my downfall. Or maybe, my ...

We all know how the legend goes. Girl meets boy. They fall in love. They get married. And they live happily ever after. The fairytale. The ending that every girl wants, that every girl dreams of. For a brief moment there, I foolishly, naively, allowed myself to dream that’s what our destiny was. That our friendship would evolve into something more and we’d be together forever. The reality is that our story ended before it even began, with blood at my feet, tears on my cheeks and my broken heart held forever captive in the hands of someone who’d never wanted it. I Was Always Yours is ...

He says he’s saved me from a fate worse than death. But all I see is a future that was stolen from me. Six months ago, my father promised me to the Bratva heir. My hand in marriage was meant to bridge the violence between our two families–Italian and Russian, mafia and Bratva–and bring peace. Then my father died. Now my godfather is my guardian. He believes the Bratva are ruthless animals, cruel and brutal, and that giving me over to them is signing my death warrant. So on my wedding day, he makes a fateful decision. He takes me for himself. Now I’m wed to the man who vowed to ...

I thought he was nothing more than a rebellious fling. But now I’m his…with no way out. Ibiza was meant to be an escape. With my father dead, my brother sent away, and my mother frantically trying to marry me off to anyone who will have me, all I want is to forget all of this is happening. So when my friends give me the opportunity to sneak away with them to the mecca of yachts, parties, extravagance and sin–I take my chance and go. I have every intention of leaving my worries behind me in Chicago, and my virginity in Ibiza–and David is everything I want. Handsome, charming, and ...

My whole life I’ve been treated like some innocent naïve girl. Shielded from the dark and dangerous world my big brother inhabits. But not any longer. Now, Savage Falls is my home, the Sinners MC, my family. I’m the new club princess, a burden I neither want nor need...because I’m not as innocent as they all think. Not by a long shot.

Three powerful families. Three privileged sons. Roman, Ethan, and Klay are dark, devilish, delicious, each in their own way. I shouldn't even be on their radar, but they've marked me. I don't know why. I can't remember the last two years. A mental breakdown, they tell me, after both my parents died. I just want a fresh start to my senior year, a normal life, a graduation. But those three untouchables own Marshall High, and they're fighting over me. Not in a pretty way. They want to own me, control me, use me for their twisted schemes. The last one is the worst. Cold, cruel, beautiful Klay. ...

I was born to inherit the family business. Father braided darkness into my soul before I spoke my first word. Adalina Martinelli is collateral. At first, I take her because her father is in debt to mine. But after one night together, she becomes my prisoner. Locked in a gilded cage, I set forth to transform her. Father wants me to marry, and I've found the perfect wife. She may be younger than me... She may be the daughter of our enemies... She may need stern convincing... But I will bend and break her until she agrees to my twisted guarantee of safety. Tropes: Age Gap, Captive Heroine, ...

A week before Lenore Warwick's 21st birthday, she's kidnapped by the brooding and dangerous stranger with cold eyes and a lethal touch, who has been stalking her on San Francisco's fog-shrouded streets. Absolon "Solon" Stavig isn't your average criminal though. He's a centuries-old vampire who's caught between wanting to kill Lenore and wanting to save her.

Savior or seducer. I am not sure which one he's playing at. He is forbidden, after all. I am married to a rockstar. Appearances must be upheld. But what does it mean when your marriage is breaking, and the dark, mysterious savior is offering you things you have never felt before? Do you say yes? Or do you say no? He owns a club that's specific to every person's desires. So the promises he is making might very well hold true.

A year ago, my best friend received an exclusive invitation to join an elite brotherhood at Kingston University. He went into Hawthorne Hall for his initiation—but never came out. I intend to find out why. The brotherhood would never knowingly invite a female into their ranks. So what if I forged my father's signature on the recommendation? With a name like Elliot Ashford, they'll never see me coming. I'll endure whatever hell these brutal brothers put me through because I have no intention of backing down or bowing out gracefully. It won't be pretty.

My whole world changed when I stepped inside the academy. Nothing is right about this place or the other students in it. Here I am, a mere mortal among gods...or monsters. I still can't decide which of these warring factions I belong to, if I belong at all. I only know the one thing that unites them is their hatred of me. Then there's Jaxon Vega. A vampire with deadly secrets who hasn't felt anything for a hundred years. But there's something about him that calls to me, something broken in him that somehow fits with what's broken in me. Which could spell death for us all.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

I had my whole life planned out... until I met a hockey player obsessed with breaking all of my rules. My five simple rules for hooking up keep me from being distracted. Now that I'm so close to landing my dream internship, nothing is going to make me break them. Not even a protective hockey player with clear grey eyes, a sharp jaw, and a body that makes my breath catch. Until Jax wins a bet and one kiss has me breaking them all.

Our first meeting was at a nightclub, and it was something straight out of my most romantic fantasies. My ovaries exploded at the sight of the Russian God. And by God, I mean he was ripped, tall, dark, and deadly attractive. There were enough sparks between us to light up a city. Then an explosion blasted through the nightclub, and we got trapped together for three hours, sharing our most personal details...everything but our names. Two years later, our second meeting is the complete opposite of the first. It's clear Misha Petrov, a Russian enforcer for the bratva, despises me.