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Here's a tip: when you fall into Hell, seduce the devil. Not that the devil needs much seducing. He's seen all the twisted, blood-soaked things I've done on Earth, and he's already obsessed with me. A little too obsessed, if you ask me. I already have four mates, and they're more than enough trouble. But when the devil—I'm calling him Dev—gives me a chance to hit my psychopath father where it hurts and take out some of his minions, I jump at the chance. I'm not an assassin-for-hire, but if Eidolon keeps amassing power, he'll be even more dangerous.

It started as a HellBeast’s mistake that ended in me making my own. Now I am paying for it; now I am running from it. I am soon to discover how foolish that was, because you can't run from the HellBeast King, not when he still wants you. Not when that King isn’t ready to let you go. So now I am being hunted, and soon he will find me...I know this.

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.

The man whispering those words in my ear isn't just a powerful mob boss, he's the brute who stripped me bare, whipped me with his belt, and claimed my virgin body roughly and shamefully in front of his men as I screamed and begged and came for him until I collapsed in his arms. I should hate it when he calls me that, but all I do is blush as I wait for him to make me his all over again.

I'm caught between the devil and the deep-blue serial killer. Well, he's more green than blue. He's also a lizard maniac determined to take over all of Hell. And with Taj fatally wounded, X kidnapped, and Dev so weak he's in a coma, I'm more than caught. I'm falling apart—and so are Ark and Joseph.

This wasn’t the life I was meant to live. No, I should be working on solidifying my ladder of ascension. No matter what the cost or what I had to give up. No matter what they made me do. Their little wildflower, that’s who I am. Quiet, meek, gullible. Until I met the one person who changed all of it and became something more. She’s my filthiest secret. And one I intend on taking to the grave.

They call me The Hitman. The NHL's dirtiest player. The ender of careers. On the ice, I'm unapologetically ruthless. Off the ice, I'm worse. All it takes is one pissed-off message from a stunningly beautiful fan after a brutal game and I'm knocked off balance. Suddenly, I'm stalking. Watching. Obsessed. Cassidy thinks she knows danger? She hasn't met me yet.

I can still remember the moment I first heard Cyrus Holt's deep, commanding voice. I didn't know who he was or about the life he'd left behind. I was just a trembling orphan on the run from a monster, and he was the man offering me shelter and not giving me a choice about it. This boss of bosses didn't assign someone else to watch over me. He slept on the floor next to my bed when I woke up scared, then spanked me like a naughty little girl when I lied to him.

Twelve years ago, I left Thornchapel—and the two boys I gave my heart to—behind. And now I’ve returned, hopeful... and wary. Because it's so very easy to be drawn back into the world of the seductive and elegant Auden Guest... and into the world of his worst enemy, St. Sebastian Martinez. The beautiful and brooding St. Sebastian is as irresistible as he ever was, and Auden is just as handsome and arrogant, and the three of us can't seem to unknot ourselves from each other. From the hasty promise we three made all those years ago.

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.

Monsters are real. When I was five years old, I watched my mother take her last breath—a breath three monsters stole from her. I never chose this life. My father says it's my birthright, but all I see is a curse. It's because of the Kelly name my mum was slain by the Doyles—our enemies in Dublin, the fellas livin' on borrowed time. All of Belfast fears my family, especially me. I'm Puck Kelly, otherwise known as Punky; the lad ye don't want to double-cross. I don't do feelings or emotions. I never have . . . until she walks into my world.

For weeks, I've been watching her. Stalking her. Now, it's time to start playing with my beautiful little pawn. From the moment I first saw her from afar, I knew she would become my prized possession. I will gaslight her into thinking she is my obedient ward, trapped in the Victorian era. She is my unwilling captive, forced to play my sadistic game for her own survival. She will have no choice but to bow to my rules and discipline. In time, her memories of a modern life will fade. If not, she will pay a painful price.

Gentlemen don’t look at engaged women the way Ras Sorrentino looks at me. Ras Sorrentino is the underboss of the most powerful clan in the Camorra. He’s also chaos and danger poured into a sleek Italian suit. The first time I met him, I thought he was there to kill me. The second time, I wanted to kill him. The third was in Ibiza, where I glared at him across the church as my sister married his boss. It’s not his sharp tongue or his taunting smirks that I hate the most. It’s his gaze.

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.

Every town has a history. Ours is just a little darker than most. For years, I've celebrated Halloween and Hollow Bridge's history with everyone else who lives here. Parades, festivals, and insane Halloween parties have always been a staple for us. Some bad behavior is expected, given what we're celebrating. But murder has never been on the table before. Someone in Hollow Bridge wants to bring the stories to life, and they're not firing any warning shots. When rumors of someone wearing a Halloween mask surface, it isn't long before the first person is killed.

As the King and Queen of the Seelie Court of Delight, Lir and Louisa travel to the prison of Griem Dorcha to hear the cases of the Unseelie Fae that Drosselmeyer freed from his mansion. But when their journey takes an unexpected turn, they are trapped in an icy stronghold and forced to play a twisted game. As the stakes rise higher, Louisa must confront her deepest doubts about her marriage and her worst fears about life in Faerie—as well as some harsh truths about herself.

Being lost in time was hard enough. But being lost in time while being hunted for revenge was even worse, a revenge that was never mine to receive. So, as I tumbled through the ages, I learned an important lesson. Sometimes… Time doesn't heal all wounds, after all. No, it just made them deeper.

I never meant to change. Never meant to carry the burden of truth. All I ever wanted to do was love him. All I ever wanted was to save him. But I realize now that with wants sometimes comes sacrifice. The strength to accept the change and the discovery that you might not be just who you thought you were. You might be exactly who your King needs you to be in order to save.

Escape. That's all I needed to do. For running was my only option left. But that was the problem when running from a HellBeast King. He liked the chase. So, as I continue to navigate myself around his cruel world, I find not only my life on the line but the Fate of all of those I hold dear.

She's finally under my complete control, yet it's not enough. I hold her body captive but not her heart. She has no money. Nowhere to go. No one to turn to for help. She knows I took everything from her to make her mine, so she fights me at every turn. This began as a game, but she needs to understand that I will do anything to win. Anything. She is my possession. Nothing, and no one, not even her, will keep us apart. One way or another, I'll get what I want. And I want her...all of her.