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For Detective Chief Inspector Ryan, the stakes have never been higher. Most of the world thinks he’s dead, killed by an assasin's rifle in his own home. But another man took the bullet intended for him, and now Ryan’s living on borrowed time. As long as he stays ‘dead’, in the sanctuary of his parents’ home in Devon, there’s a chance to find the people behind the deadly killing network. It’s only a matter of time before his secret’s uncovered, and nowhere will be safe.

Nico 'Junior' Trocci knows Lauren Marchetti is off limits. She is sweetness and laughter, whereas Junior exists in a world of violence and depravity. Men like him don't get to have women like her. It's why he pushed her away back in high school and has kept his distance ever since. But when Junior looks Lauren up online, he discovers the shy, bookish girl he remembers is gone. In her place is a strikingly beautiful woman whose social media is filled with scantily clad pictures of herself and a connection to a nearby play club.

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.

Dannika Dark presents Book 6 in the Black Arrowhead series.

The first time my step-dad raped me, I prayed for God to save me . . . he never came. Instead, my savior came in the form of a Priest. For years we've done God's bidding. Blood coats our hands and souls, devilish deeds done in the Lord's name. But changes are coming and our time is running out. I'm not sure I'm ready. Not sure I can face the man in the mirror when the mask comes off. I'm drowning in the uncertainty of the future. I need someone to save me. I need them.

Too young. Too old. Too wrong. Too good. Evan Hughes is the road captain for the Dark Horse MC. Spencer Maddison is back in town. She's an angry little sister. She would rather be anywhere but Pineville. He knows she's the one who got away. She has never moved on. Once, she was too young for him. Now, he knows that she's the one. If she would let him break down her walls. He could be what she always dreamed of.

I’m out for revenge. After careful planning, I gave the man who messed with my family a taste of his own medicine. I thought it’d end there. It didn’t. Landon King is a genius artist, a posh rich boy, and my worst nightmare. He’s decided that I’m the new addition to his chess game. Too bad for him, I’m no pawn. If he hits, I hit back, twice as hard and with the same hostility. He says he’ll ruin me. Little does he know that ruination goes both ways.

Wealthy, privileged Ilaria Cavendish checks into a luxury hotel in central London. Within the hour, her lover finds her submerged in a bath full of scalding water, dead. At first glance it looks like an accident, because no one went into the room with her and no one came out, but everything points to murder. For DS Maeve Kerrigan the case is a welcome distraction from her worries about DI Josh Derwent, who is struggling with a difficult situation – but then disaster strikes.

After her mother's tragic death, Flora Lockley leaves England and moves with her father to a small forest town in America. Flora's life takes a dramatic turn when dark thoughts torment her mind. Waking up in an isolated cabin deep in the forest, she is confronted by the two local biker brothers, Dax and Lyka Faulkner. Flora questions everything as she struggles with this unexpected situation.

My name is Edovard Durand Folange. I'm twenty-seven years old from Fresno, California, and recently, I moved across the country to live with my new parents and brother. Oppa kills people for a living, Papa is his announcer guy, my brother is like his assistant, and I guess it turns out I'm the person the magic tells who needs to die—it's called being an Augur. I don't really know what that word means, but even though it's scary, I'm getting used to it.

Harlow can't live with herself after the traumatic events of a fateful Halloween night two years ago. Half-broken then, she's shattered now. The only way forward is to go back to the abandoned house where it all happened and pay the ultimate price for her sins. But the house isn't empty. Three vengeful spirits lie in wait, vowing to destroy the woman who sent them to hell. Given just one night of freedom, they will bleed every second dry, taking all their rage, suffering, and hatred out on her.

I've spent years hidden away to protect my father from the shame of having a defective daughter. The head of the Bratva can't be associated with weakness—and to him, that's all I am. That is until a marriage alliance gives him the opportunity to finally be rid of me. As I head down the aisle towards my mysterious husband, I hope I'm moving towards love and freedom. But Matteo makes it clear he wants nothing to do with me. I wish I could return his coldness, but the dangerous Don sets my body ablaze whenever he's near.

It's a new start—brand new school in a completely different state. For the first time, I now have the freedom to be unapologetically me. But as my luck would have it, I have shit taste in men. The first man to pay me a compliment has so many red flags, that I think I'm in a storm. Life can't get any worse… until he turns into a stalker. Then my stalker ends up brutally murdered, I walk blindly into a serial killer's nest, and I catch the attention of a sociopath.

I’m Caleb Baumgarten, the “bad boy” drummer of Red Card Riot. The world knows me as C-Bomb, but I assure you, it’s Lil Miss Rule Follower, Aubrey Capshaw, who’s the human equivalent of an atomic bomb. After tragedy strikes and the toddler with half my DNA inside her loses her beloved mommy, I get the bright idea to hire my daughter’s remaining lifeline, her “Auntie Aubbey,” as my live-in nanny. Also, embarrassingly, as my sobriety coach, so I can fulfill the terms of mandatory rehab.

On the surface, Cameron Hass always seems a bit risky. First to take the dare, last to leave the tracks in the face of an oncoming train, the Boston rebel has always liked to flirt with danger. But underneath, he's terrified. Not about breaking an arm or getting pulled over for driving twice the speed limit, but about the man he's going to become when he graduates from Welles Academy. His role models have never really been much to look up to.

The Ivanov family exudes wealth and power, so when its founder shows up on the surgical roster of a third-year resident, even with me not laying eyes on her previously, I’m thrust under their spotlight. Her son’s, to be precise. Maksim Ivanov is a walking red flag. He oozes confidence, and appears to have never been told no, but despite our differences, sparks ignite the moment we trade sultry glances. The tension is white hot. I’ve never experienced such an immediate mutual connection. But as quickly as his mother was placed under my care, she is removed.

Callie Ward knows what love feels like. She’s lived it. Breathed it. It was the kind of love she’d thought would last forever…until it didn’t. And the resulting heartache almost destroyed her. So she ran. Left the small town of Misty Peak, not sure if she’d ever return. But thanks to fate and family ties, she’s back—and so is the man who broke her heart. Ignoring him is her only option, until that proves impossible.

Hudson Ashford, a former Navy SEAL turned private security expert, has sworn off romance—especially when it comes to his best friend’s sister. Between protecting clients, running his bar, and avoiding the political spotlight as the son of a prominent governor, Hudson keeps his life tightly controlled, leaving no room for complications—or emotions. Isabella Costa, a headstrong billionaire with a compassionate heart, refuses to give up on the future she dreamed of with the man she thought she could never have.

The Sons of Templar MC. I'm sure you've heard of them. They're infamous. Murderers. Criminals. Outlaws. But to me, they're family. My husband wore the cut for well over a decade. For almost as long as he wore a wedding ring. Our marriage survived wars. Deaths. Blood. The cuts were deep. And they never healed quite right. But we survived. Until we didn't. He promised me forever. And he gave it to me. His version of it, at least. Mine was longer, though. Much longer.

I wasn't looking for love, especially not in the small mountain town where my brothers and I relocated our security firm. One look at my River of Dreams was all it took to know I'd found the other half of my soul. She wasn't ready for me or my crazy family, so I offered friendship. When tragedy shook her very foundation, there wasn't a force on Earth that would stop me from finally making her mine.