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Diana never even knew his name. One impulsive, out-of-character night with a smoking hot firefighter, and now she’s a struggling single mom. She may have had to give up her dreams, but she’s determined to give her precious baby Beth everything—including a chance to know her biological father. When a twist of fate lets Diana track the firefighter down at last, she’s braced for him to run screaming—not sweep her into his arms and hold her like he’ll never let go. Yet, she can’t escape a nagging feeling that it’s all too good to be true. Is it just her anxiety disorder…or something more?

Blaise can’t afford to lose control. She can’t let her inner monster rise. Not ever again. Even if that means denying her own feelings…and her fated mate. But that’s okay. She’s used to repressing her animal—and her desires. She can keep her distance from him, no matter what her friends think. Nothing has to change. After all, he can’t possibly feel the same instant, soul-deep connection. Despite the way his dark eyes seem to look straight into her heart, seeing everything she tries to hide… he’s not a shifter.

He knows he's always been a wolf. He's wrong. His past is gone, dead and buried. It isn't. And nothing, nothing, is more important than the pack. Until he meets her.

They're marrying me off to a monster. I knew the day would come. I just didn't think it would be so soon. I'm betrothed. I'd always imagined my future husband would be some minor lord who'd value me only because I would bear him heirs. I never thought Father would go to the capital and seek an audience with Emperor Valdon Duthriss himself. What unholy deal did he make that I, a mere baron's daughter, ended up betrothed to that man?

As the only daughter of the Kansas City capo, at eighteen years of age, I was given to the son of my father’s consigliere, a man who was expected to accomplish great things for the famiglia. Things didn’t go the way we planned. There wasn’t love. My husband was a traitor, a part of a coup against the famiglia. My husband is dead. I’m free. Until the fateful night my brother, our new capo, informs me that I’ve once again been promised in marriage.

They say eyes are the windows to the soul—but when he looks at me through hues of slate-green and flaring blue embers, I’m terrified of what’s watching me from behind his clashing gaze, something primal and feverish that threatens to melt me like fire in ice. I fear falling into Kallum Locke’s pitch-black soul. But after I’m called to a crime scene to investigate the most gruesome act of violence to descend on the legendary town of Hollow’s Row, I have no choice but to turn to Kallum, to the man I had locked away in an asylum for the criminally insane.

The night I gave in to Kallum Locke, I sold my soul to the devil. Now that devil has returned for me, a daemon siphoning off what soul I have left. The Harbinger killer has descended on Hollow’s Row amid an active case, where I’ve been hired as a consultant to profile two killers. One offering gruesome sacrifices to obtain an ancient philosophy, and the other a bad omen from my past. A dark truth hovers at the edge of my memories—but is it real, or a trick by the chaos magician himself, meant to trap me in his web of lies and corruption.

I’ve created a monster. When past and present collide, the fallout feels like the death of my morality. Every time I look into Kallum’s clashing, feverish eyes, I see a dark omen—the threat of what we’ll do to each other if our desires run wild. While the Hollow’s Row case comes to a head, a new heinous player enters the scene. As the Alchemist threatens the town, I’m torn between a promise to help my friend, and my loyalty to Kallum—the man who has sacrificed everything for me.

My new fake boyfriend? I can't stand him. Pascal Gagnon is a broody lumberjack with a pine tree stuck up his self-righteous ass. He needs my help investigating his father's accident, and I need the work to help my PI business get off the ground. We're total opposites—he's an uptight control freak, and I've been described as a hurricane. Forced to live together to keep up appearances while I gather evidence, we bicker nonstop, but the fake relationship ruse is the perfect cover. Even if it means having to tolerate his shirtless piano playing.

Curses fly through the air around me, magical barbs set to skewer. As the kingdoms of Kenmare plunge into war, my greatest weapon is cunning. That, and the five knights who've pledged their life and love to me. Together, we raise armies and allies. Until magic sabotages everything we've done. Sabotages us. In this world, magic has a price. But I'm not sure it's one I can afford to pay.

The conclusion of The Marriage Auction 2. There are so many plot twists your head will be spinning, your heart weeping, and by the end of it all…your soul will be sighing.

She was gone. She’d been so unreal, I almost wondered if I'd just imagined her. But her sweet perfume still lingered on my skin and on the sheets. I couldn't get rid of the disappointing feeling that kept inching into my gut knowing that I wasn't ever going to see her again.

Sometimes you need the dark to protect the light Quinn Sawyer is a mystery. She’s an heiress. She’s a backcountry guide. She has a suite in a mansion, but she sleeps in the woods. I can’t make sense of her. I shouldn’t care. My job is to keep her safe, not get to know her. She’s my best friend’s little sister. She’s a client. And she can never be mine. I’ve lived a life steeped in darkness, and Quinn is pure light. She invades my dreams, and I wake wanting her. Needing her. I vow to keep my distance. For almost a year, I stay away.

The Marriage Auction 2 continues in this filthy, gritty, angsty soap opera. No way we’re going to spoil anything!

What happens when you accidentally throw a blueberry pie in your brother's best friend's face? You marry him a week later for health insurance, of course.

Three women and one man put themselves up for auction in a high-stakes game of marriage, money, and mayhem. The spice is high, the characters intense, and the plot will keep you guessing until the bitter end. This is the filthy, gritty, angsty soap opera you never knew you needed. Welcome to The Marriage Auction.

This is the filthy, gritty, angsty soap opera you never knew you needed. Welcome to The Marriage Auction.

Viola Wild has spent the last hundred years scourging the world to find the heir to the Eirikrsen's legacy. She doesn't expect her latest inquiry to be fruitful. Thomas Miller is just a human. How could he be linked to the most ancient and terrifying line of vampire this world has ever known? She soon realizes, there's more to the man and to his charming little sister.

The tale of blood and monsters paving Eirikr's life started with the rage of a queen and will end with one. In the wake of the devastation of Night Hill, Eirikr is finally free from the prison he was locked into for centuries. But at what price? Greer Vespian was supposed to be his redemption. Now, her body is cold and unmoving, and her soul, at the mercy of their foes. Eirikr must settle old scores, as well as defeat new enemies, in the hope of repaying the dying witch for her sacrifice. Greer is nothing more than a vessel for the power in her blood.

Skadi first met her husband-to-be with blades in hand on the opposite side of a battle. She lost, and he claimed his prize. To her horror, the king of the shadow elven agrees to marry her off to Jonas, a prince in the fae realms, as a way to unite their kingdoms against a shared enemy—the light elves. Skadi knows the marriage is nothing but a political game. Feelings won't come into play. Except her new husband makes not falling in love... challenging. When new threats arise, Skadi must decide either to love her enemy or keep him alive by betraying him to another.