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He’s my best friend’s older brother, a drool-worthy, off-limits mobster who barely knows I exist. So why is he trying to help me? Tytus Ryzdon rules the Polish mafia with an iron fist. The first time we meet, he’s covered in blood. The second, in shadows. It’s hard to remember more than that, even if he’s impossible to forget. It’s not just those silver-blue eyes. That savage frame or the dark tattoos. It’s what he promises me. A way out.

She spends her days chasing around her high-energy, half-shifter toddler and her nights working full-time trying to make ends meet. Oh, and add in the absolute cluster of a situation her ex dumped in her lap on his way out? Well, that's just icing on the cake. With virtually no options left, Emerson heads for Haven, a sanctuary city for monsters and humans alike. Survival means taking a job at The Monster's Den—a club that caters to the inhuman residents of her new home. But freedom comes with complications of its own.

Dropping out of college senior year was never part of my plan. My boss, Charlie, is determined to make my life a living hell, availing of every opportunity to undermine my confidence, humiliate, and threaten me. Sleeping with him the night of his wedding might have something to do with his attitude. Or, the fact I’m the spitting image of the woman he really wants. If our financial situation wasn’t so dire, I’d tell Charlie to stick his job up his delectable butt. But the more layers I uncover, the more I realize he is nothing l expected and everything I crave.

Rule follower. Straitlaced. Goody-goody. I’m as well-behaved as they get, but then the worst thing ever happened to me...I caught the interest of the bad boy. Wilder isn’t the same guy I idolized when we were kids. He made that clear the day he moved back to Ridgeview. He hunts me, stalks me, surrounds me from all sides. I’m his new favorite plaything. Again. Last year was bad enough, but as graduation looms his claws are in me once more and he refuses to let go. And worst of all? I think I like it.

Raising my sister's autistic son was an unexpected plot twist in my own life. But I loved every minute of it. Even if those minutes meant everything ran on a rigid schedule with little time for anything else. I lived my life for him: software developer by day, bartender by night. He’d want for nothing. And I had no time to want anything. But lately it’s getting harder to do it all on my own.

Less than 24 hours ago, I'd stood right here, wearing that dress, telling a boy I loved him. Oh, how the mighty fell. They betrayed me. Three boys I thought I knew. Leaving me with the one I thought I hated most. It was him who carried my broken, beaten body. Him who cleaned my wounds and held me tight. The prince to my princess.

Beck Clermont controlled them all. He was arrogant and conceited, and from the moment I met him, he had made up his mind about me. Dangerously handsome and wickedly cruel, he had no intention of letting me spend my senior year under the radar.

Iro and Emil have opened their first Gates, unlocked new talents, and proved the fleet's Hoppers aren't stalled. Despite leaving the rank of trainee, they find their training is just beginning. Thrown into a new squad with an explosive Mage, a cursed Surveyor, and a Vanguard with shady motives, Iro and Emil will delve deeper into the titan than ever before. There are bizarre things in the depths: pitch-black oceans, nests of swarming monsters, and Spires that rip through the hull of the titan. What purpose do the Spires serve, and can Iro and Emil reach the top in time?

Seven months ago, Ollie surrendered to the darkness, abandoning me in the process. He stripped me of my walls, only to leave me defenseless. Now he's back, along with fresh new faces and obstacles standing in our way. He says to trust no one. Not even him. How am I supposed to be strong for us both when I'm losing my grip?

West Brooks stands for everything I despise. He's a meathead jock whose silence says it all: He only cares about himself and his football season. So, why can't I say no when he offers me his help? I should run the other way. I should tell him exactly what I think of him for ruining my life. Instead, I agree to his terms because he might be the only person who can get me what I want.

They dragged the boy I loved from my arms and accused him of a murder I know he didn't commit. Now all I want is revenge. But with secrets from my past dredged up at every turn, I have no idea who to trust. We’ve lived through the lies. It’s time for the truth to be revealed. No matter the cost. They say the truth will set you free. But in Saint View, it might just kill you first.

USA Today best-selling author Ty Hutchinson and former detective and Wall Street Journal best-selling author Brian Shea deliver a fast-paced mystery series filled with twists, perfect for fans of James Patterson and Michael Connelly.

When I was bitten, I was thrown into a supernatural world I knew nothing about. Stuck in the moment with nowhere left to go, I followed my instincts and chose to trust a complete stranger. It brought me to Bloodborn Academy: an elite university that was designed specifically for lycans. However, I learnt very quickly that werewolves and lycans alike are being hunted. So, the school opened their doors to the werewolves as well, hopeful to keep both species safe.

She thought it was love. Rose Romanov is a mafia princess, and everything that entails. Violently over-protective parents. A giant extended family, all ready to kill anyone who looks at her wrong. Learning to run a business that isn’t exactly on the right side of the law. So, naturally, when she meets a nice guy who isn’t in the life, she falls hard...Right up until the she discovers her new boyfriend isn’t a civilian at all. But he betrayed her.

She’s the princess of The Whitney, the premier hotel in New York City. Her empire is like a fairy tale. But there is no happily ever after in this story. For there are consequences for breaking a decade-old contract sealed with blood, and now she must pay the price. Because of my power, connections, and our past, the Manhattan royalty has no choice but to turn to me for help. The villain in the story.

Some people say you should forget the past, focus on the present, and dream for the future. That’s what I intend to do, because I want nothing more than to move on and start a new family—and a new life in Greythorn—with Silas, Damon, and Jude. But the past doesn’t want to die, and despite our reign, there’s one person who wants nothing more than to see our Kingdom fall.

I’ve revealed my true identity, taking the city and Holywell Academy by storm, but the heads of Spencer, Hargraves, and Ferrero continue to underestimate me. They think I’m an annoying little gnat trying to play at being an Heir, and that will make it all the sweeter when I take everything from them.

Mari Marcosa may be head of her family’s mafia empire, but the new enemy hiding in the shadows is determined to destroy her—piece by piece. She has no idea who she can trust. Until three men become the very foundation of her survival. Greyson: Her best friend, her second-in-command, her savior. The one she always needed but couldn’t have. Dominic: Her new underboss with molten eyes and a smile made for war. He brings out a gentle side in Mari she doesn’t know if she can afford.

Hotshot playboy and devilishly handsome hockey winger Declan McAvoy is a big man on campus and I’m just the nerdy little sister of his teammate...or at least I was, until I let it slip I had never been kissed. With the NHL draft hanging over his head and my brother at his side—both on and off the ice—I’m afraid I’ll be stuck in the friend zone forever. The way I feel about Declan and his stormy gray eyes is anything but friendly.

Mia: It was so close, I'd tasted it - the freedom. But the only thing I could taste now was the end. Over the last two years, I’d let all outside forces dictate my life, my feelings, my head. I’d allowed everyone to control what my punishment should be for all my wrong-doings. I’d been tested and learned my lesson. I’d paid my dues and suffered long enough. Because in the end, even the once-upon-a-damned deserved to be happy too.