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As Captain of an NHL team, I'm rich, successful, and have women falling at my feet. I thought my life was perfect until a pint sized blonde checked into me one day, knocking my life off course. Wolfie Williams is sass personified. Beautiful, fiery, funny, and oh so sexy. With every eye roll she gives me I become more and more wrapped around her finger, making me realize she is my missing piece. The only problem is she hates me and she's heading back to England in five months. So I'm against the clock to make her understand that she can't live without me either.

Hockey goalies are known to be obsessive—but none more so than my ex’s brother. I just didn’t expect to be on the receiving end of his dark possessive streak.

I really should've stayed in bed on my twentieth birthday. Instead, I decide to go out, have a few too many drinks, meet Adrian—a gorgeous man I'm magnetically attracted to—and if that isn't enough, I manage to get abducted to another realm. I find out I'm not human—well, not entirely. It turns out I'm a demigod, half-human, half-god.

All I want for Christmas...is to pretend the holidays do not exist. That should be my tagline for life. Another year with no one to kiss under the mistletoe. Of course, it doesn’t help that after my last epic breakup, I hopped into the sack with the one man I should’ve avoided. My arch-rival, Dean Pritchard. Despite the fact that he didn't bother calling after our night together, I can't get him out of my head. I am so on the naughty list. But when a snowstorm traps us in an elevator, I can't avoid my work crush any longer.

I've started a new game, this one more sinister than the last. Every time she tries to fight what we have, I just pull her deeper into my deception. The slightest disobedience to my rules brings swift punishment. I've pushed her to the edge. She wants to kill me. The only problem is...she loves me.

Skyscraper cheekbones, lush lips, and magnetic topaz eyes. I’m talking about Eric Hansen. Rich prick. Glorified hockey star. Thinks he’s amazing. Yeah. The Golden Boy and I are well acquainted. In prep school he trampled on my heart and kept right on going. Three years later, he’s living the high life with frat parties at Hawthorne University. On the other hand, people barely notice me. I’m the nobody, surviving in the seedy part of town as I struggle to keep my head above treacherous waters. The avoidance game we’ve been playing was working—until he rescues me.

I tried to run. I tried to hide. But look where it got me: captured and held firmly in the grasp of my HellBeast King. One still intent on completing the claim he feels he has on me. Which I knew meant only one thing: making me his—in every single way. By claiming my heart, then my blood, and now the very last thing left of me to give… He wants my body. But after having my heart trampled on, and after I had been willing to hand it over freely... Will I now finally accept what he calls my fate?

After escaping both my father’s plans to marry me off and the Russian mafia, I woke up this morning thinking I was a free woman...until I saw the man sipping coffee in my hotel room. He’s a billionaire as powerful as any mob boss, yet even as he spanks me into soaking wet, shameful surrender I can’t help begging him to ravage my virgin body right then and there. I can run, but I know soon I’ll be kneeling at his feet, bare, blushing, and ready to be claimed.

I'm not interested in love. It's the chase that intrigues me. I saw her in the park, my pretty little prey. I intend to make her mine, and the closer I get, the more she will lose. Her friends. Her family. Her freedom. Each move will bring her further under my control until she has nothing left... but me. Am I playing a cruel game? Of course. But I warned you: It's not love that I want.

It started the moment I woke up in hospital; I naively believed I would find myself alone. I was wrong, because the HellBeast King wasn’t done with me. Far from it, in fact, as he told me he had made a vow...a vow to keep me safe. But as my fate started to unravel, revealing more and more pieces of him at the core, I couldn’t help but question: was his vow to keep me safe, or was it simply a HellBeast’s fight to keep me?

They say love makes the world go around. Mason Lowell set mine spinning. One night. Three kisses. And the promise of more when morning came. While the city of London slept, he made good on our promise. Only to cut me with his words as the sun broke. I ran from him—I always ran. But Mason Lowell was different, and he wouldn't let me go without a fight, finding my flaws and embedding himself into them.

I'll show everyone I'm a threat, and they will fear me. For my family. I have to protect them. The second I hear the name Damien Vetrov I know I'm in trouble. He's an arrogant Russian God. I have zero intention of bowing to him. Ever. Attractive and lethal—he's such an intoxicating mixture. Every second we spend together, the pull between us becomes stronger, and my fear grows. While my body wants him, my head knows better. He has the power to kill my family.

Little did I know my love and freedom would be taken to form a new alliance. Brutal, possessive, and dangerous, Lucian is feared by all. Including myself. When his father is assassinated, Lucian takes his rightful place as head of the Cotroni family. They rule the Mafia with an iron fist, and he's set his sights on my family. Until now, we've been the only threat, but when a new one emerges, my father is forced to arrange a marriage between Lucian and me.

I move in the shadow of death. I'm the villain. The monster everyone fears. I've been born into a life of depravity and ruthlessness. It's kill or be killed. Until her… The moment she smiles at me, my world changes. I keep coming back. Watching her brings me stolen moments of peace. Until I can't stay away… She doesn't know who I am, that she's flirting with death. Slowly, we fall deeper until she loves the lies I've told her.

I'm kidnapped in the dead of night and wake up face-to-face with Demitri Vetrov. Dangerous and heartless, Demitri is the most feared man in the world. I've heard whispers of what he's capable of. I'm thrown into a nightmare where I don't know who I can trust, and fear for my life is my only constant companion. I'm forced to be at Demitri's mercy, I'm just not sure he has any. It also doesn't help that he's disarmingly attractive. Tall, dark, and deadly. Knowing this, he uses it against me like a weapon, breaking down my walls faster than I can put them up.

This is not how I saw my life panning out. Flying halfway across the world, leaving my dream job behind me all because my fiancé couldn't keep it in his pants. Coming home to my family is the exact cure I need for my broken heart. What I wasn't expecting to see in my living room is a hot, naked Italian man. Did I mention, naked? I really shouldn't be looking at his...

I didn’t get to say goodbye to my mother. When I watched her coffin lower into the ground, I swore I’d never love another that deeply again. I didn’t have to. I found solace in the opposite.

He won an hour with me from a stupid bet. We were several shots of whiskey and two pints of Guinness in when Devin suggested we play his game. That hour turned into the next morning.

Ask any new parent; no one is ever actually ready to become one, are they? Even with nine months to prepare, it's still a shock. Still mind-blowing that this tiny, little thing is now your sole responsibility. Except try coming home to find a baby on your doorstep, wearing a pink striped hat and attached to a note saying she belongs to you. Then you can say parenthood is a shock. Overnight my bachelor life ceased to exist; my heart now owned by one woman. My daughter.

Born and raised in the forgotten and broken kingdom of Ashbury, Elora has spent years resenting the royals of Pumpkin Hollow, the kingdom that forced the fall of Ashbury and procured the town as its own. Separated by a mysterious glass bridge, Ashbury is treated as the orphan kingdom, left to squander and starve with only the promise of protection from King Jasper, preventing anyone outside their realm from searching for the magic that lay within the ashy valleys and red skies. Because twenty-five years ago, the Cinder Fae arrived.