She betrayed him, and now he wants revenge against the sister who became his forbidden obsession the second he laid eyes on her. After she sends him to prison for years, he’s free and ready to haunt her.

Eisley has spent the last decade looking over her shoulder while trying to forget the horrors The Minister and ‘The Family’ inflicted upon her and others. However, something continues to call to her. In the deepest roots of her psyche, she can’t escape the nightmares of her time trapped in the cult. All of her fears come to a head when she finds a letter taped to her door, informing her that a documentary is being made about The Minister and the events that took place ten years ago. When she politely declines, she can’t help but wonder why they didn’t fight her more to talk.

She's become my obsession. I hate her for it. I took her for another reason. But now? Now I don't think I'll let her go.

I don’t need a pack. I’m doing just fine on my own. Until one tiny mistake has me perfuming enough to draw every enforcement officer in a ten-block radius. I know what awaits me if I go into custody as an unclaimed Omega, so when a blazing hot and surprisingly kind Alpha throws me a life raft, I grab hold with both hands. Only problem? He didn’t exactly clear his claim on me with his pack. They don’t want an Omega—especially Thane, who seems to be calling the shots.

There is no way back. There is no way. No way back. Not from what we’ve become; Bloodthirsty, vengeful, vile. Some women strive to make their men better, I VOW TO MAKE HIM WORSE. With each life we take, we fall deeper into our own sinister desires. We were never looking for a way out, but in this prison? There is no way back from what we’ve become.

It was Halloween, my favorite time of the year. I had my dream job as a tattoo artist, a loyal best friend, and an ex who happily tended to my needs without complicating our arrangement with feelings. Everything was going great until Devil’s Night when the masked man watched me from the shadows like a predator stalking his next meal, and that’s what I was: his prey. Like any natural-born predator, he was bloodthirsty, staking his claim to me before I could see the face behind his mask. He wasn’t afraid to kill for a bite of what he craved.

ꜱᴋʏʟᴀʀ’ꜱ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱɪᴄᴋ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ, ɴɪᴄᴏʟᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ’ꜱ ᴅᴇᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀɪᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴀᴅ’ꜱ ɢᴀꜱʟɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ ɪꜱɴ’ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘɪɴɢ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ. ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴀ ʙʀᴜᴛᴀʟ ᴀʀɢᴜᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜɪᴍ, ɴɪᴄᴏʟᴇ ᴅᴇᴄɪᴅᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰᴜɴ.

I only came to Blackwell Falls to find my missing sister. First on my list of suspects: the notorious Kings of Aventine. Now I'm forced to live with the three men I can't afford to trust. Rock tries to fool me with a soft touch, kind blue eyes, and the nurturing I secretly crave. Brooding, dark-eyed Oscar takes pictures of me when I'm not looking and tempts me with his piercings, inked skin, and honeyed words.

My favorite time of year meets my favorite thrill. Amusement rides and haunted houses. Only, there’s a jester following me through each attraction. An unexpected overshot leads to broken rules and midnight promises. A new job with a strict code. Don’t touch the attendees. But, they didn’t say I couldn’t keep an eye on her. A fortunate miscalculation has me ready to risk it all.

The rabbit's foot sways in the car, a bad omen that I choose to ignore. Her innocent face and offer for a ride are too tempting. Little does she know that I'm a dangerous man on the run, a sociopath with a thirst for the thrill of the hunt. Selena is my rabbit, and I'm about to ensnare her in my trap. As we speed toward the border, emotions I thought I was incapable of stir within me. What will happen when we reach our destination? Will I let her go, or will I keep her by my side forever? The game has just begun, rabbit.

Good girl Quinn didn’t expect her night to turn to mayhem once she stepped into a legendary Halloween party. After needing a quick rescue from a stranger, she finds herself locked in a captivating game of infatuation with three masked men. Her one demand? The game ends at dawn. As desire collides with danger, how much can Quinn take before the sun comes up? Will her condition of only one night be enough? Or will her masked men leave their mark?

The Daymakers were the hottest alt-rock band since the nineties, the masked members making fans swoon at the very thought of who might be hiding under the skull masks. Known only by their stage names—Royal, Hero, Poet and Knight—their real identities were a carefully held secret.

My family is gone. My parents. My twin sister. All of them murdered by the man who has stalked me for years. He nearly killed me, too. But I got away and he’s still out there, searching for me. He won’t find me. At least, I hope not. Thanks to WITSEC, I’ve been given a new life with a new identity. I know my future will be hard and lonely. I must stay strong and focus on the good. I’m getting a second chance at life. I am safe. My new home is beautiful. The four brothers who live next door are even more so.

“Madison Kate Danvers was murdered tonight.” Those words changed my life, and not for the better. They were wrong, of course. I wasn’t dead. But I was set up. After being charged with a string of offences - and made an example of by my political-minded father - I’m eventually released back into Shadow Grove with one thing on my mind. Hate. Someone is going to pay for derailing my carefully laid-out future. How very convenient that someone just moved into the bedroom down the hall from me.

After surviving childhood at the snooty, stuck-up boarding school for budding omegas, I have everyone convinced I'm a dud. My awakening? Never gonna happen. Heat, mates, and a fairytale pack life? Maybe next reincarnation. All I want is to be left alone. I'm invisible, and headed to a blissful solo future until the Wyvern Pack destroys my dream of independence. But Atlas, Hunter, Finn, Jett, and Orion are poison candy. They don't want an omega, but they need one, even if there will never be a real spot for me in their pack.