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The promise of a luxury vacation at a secluded wilderness spa has brought together eight lucky guests. But nothing is what they were led to believe. As a fierce storm barrels down and all contact with the outside is cut off, the guests fear that it’s not a getaway. It’s a trap. Each one has a secret. Each one has something to hide. And now, as darkness closes in, they all have something to fear - including one another.

Monsters don't hide in dark alleys. They lurk in plain sight, clawing into your soul with cordial smiles. They wear Armani, they drive Cadillacs, they attend fundraising balls... And they rule the city with a merciless fist. The Familia is a mystery to most, and sitting on its throne is Kage Malvagio. Vile. Sadistic. Painstakingly beautiful. Some say: Ask for forgiveness, never permission. Kage asks for neither—especially when he gets his hands on me. I should hate him. I should run at the first chance I get. But how could the devil be so bad when he looks at me like that?

Roman Melnikov is a deadly man in an expensive suit. I know what lies beneath the façade—the scars and tattoos that hint at the man he really is. He came here to find his sister, and his search led him to my dad and his friends. We both want to take them down, and the only way to do that is together. I had no idea how dangerous it would be, or that by the end of it, we'd all be covered in blood. Loving Roman is dangerous, but I can't let him go. His path is leading him straight to hell, and it looks like I'm coming along for the ride.

My bride. The daughter of my enemy. She's nothing more than a part of my revenge. I'm the one who holds her life in my hands. As well as her body. And soon, her very will. Yet, she refuses to break. This woman disarms me, not with weapons but with words. And not with a fist, but with a simple kiss. But a match made in hate can have no other ending except war.

On a chilly February night, during a screening of Psycho in midtown, someone sunk an ice pick into the back of Chanel Rylan's neck, then disappeared quietly into the crowds of drunks and tourists in Times Square. To Chanel's best friend, who had just slipped out of the theater for a moment to take a call, it felt as unreal as the ancient black-and-white movie up on the screen. But Chanel's blood ran red, and her death was anything but fictional.

It's been over two years, and I still have no clue why Rhys stopped talking to me. Suddenly, he pretended I didn't exist. He was cold, leaving the room every time I'd enter. Truths became nothing but lies I'd been told. My life was a web of secrets spun by everyone I trusted, including him. Until the night Rhys came clean. He wasn't who I was made to believe. And neither was I.

Mein nutzloser Therapeut meinte, mein größtes Problem sei Impulskontrolle – als wüsste ich das nicht selbst. Eigentlich ist es nur passend, dass ich ihn umgebracht habe. Wenn ich das dringende Verlangen spüre, jemanden zu töten, helfen zehn tiefe Atemzüge und eine nette Kindheitserinnerung eben nicht. Das hat auch er eingesehen, selbst wenn es erst in den letzten Momenten vor seinem Tod war. Ich versuche ja, daran zu arbeiten. Aber es ist … schwierig. So schwierig.

A paranormal mystery spin-off of the Krewe of Hunters series by bestselling author Heather Graham. When serial killers run rampant across Europe it’s up to Blackbird, the Krewe of Hunters’ international operatives, to stop them. Over a century after Jack, a new Ripper is on the loose...

"Jessica R. Patch is my newest automatic buy author. If you like romantic suspense, you need to read this book.” –Lynette Eason, award-winning, best-selling author of the Extreme Measures series Deep in the Kentucky hills, three women have been found brutalized and murdered. But the folks in...

My brother is the leader of the Two-Headed Dragon, a vicious new mafia clan in the city of Chicago. He is out for vengeance against the leader of our crime syndicate: Jaxon Pace. The man who also happens to be the father of my child. I used to want vengeance too. Why? Well, because I got sick of Jaxon’s whoring and did what any resourceful and royally pissed off woman would do: faked my own death

Ich bin der Killer. Der Bastard, der nur beim Morden wirkliche Emotionen empfinden kann. Wenn ich in ihre Augen blicke, sehe ich nichts dergleichen. Nur tiefe dunkle Abgründe, die meinen eigenen ähneln. Er ist der Killer. Der Bastard, der mich umbringen sollte und es nicht getan hat.

Some are born plagued by darkness. She was doused in it by those she trusted. Like Lucifer himself, she fell from the heavens and landed amongst the flames. Now, she wears her crown black with diamonds coated in the blood of her enemies. This isn't the story of a girl who saved the villain. This is the story of a girl who became something much worse and the man who loved her for it.

One year after the tragic loss of her husband, Mercer Leighton returns home to Rarity Cove to be near family and resume her former job at the St. Clair resort. What she doesn't count on is being witness to a double murder in nearby Charleston's French Quarter. Charleston Homicide Detective Noah Ford is no stranger to the dark, violent side of humanity. Nor is he happy about the lone eyewitness in his investigation being part of one of the South Carolina Lowcountry's most prominent families. However, when an attempt is made on the beautiful widow's life, Noah vows to protect her.

Samantha Jellicoe, jewel thief extraordinaire, is still adjusting to being engaged to Richard Addison, billionaire entrepreneur and very hot British lord. Complicating that is the entire press corps hounding her for an interview - bad news for a mostly retired cat burglar intent on keeping her private life private. She is ecstatic when Rick suggests they escape to his castle in Scotland; she's less so when the old pile turns out to be dilapidated, full of Rick's resentful relatives, and (possibly) haunted.

Two years ago, Bailey Adams broke off her engagement to Danny Maxwell and fled Logan Point for the mission field in Chihuahua, Mexico. Now she's about to return home to the States, but there's just one problem. After Bailey meets with the uncle of one of the mission children in the city, she barely escapes a sudden danger. Now she's on the run - she just doesn't know from whom. To make matters worse, people who help her along the way find themselves in danger too - including Danny.

Deputy Marshal Garrett McKendrick does not get involved with witnesses he's tasked to protect. Especially when his boss has a very personal reason for keeping Samantha Hutchinson alive. Can you say off limits?

Mein Auftrag ist klar. Er lautet Provokation. Nur deshalb trete ich die Stelle als Tanzlehrer am Ballettinternat an. Doch ihn auszuführen, ist schwerer als gedacht, sobald mein Blick auf sie fällt. Meine Schülerin Odette. Auch im Abschlussjahr steht Odette im Schatten der anderen Tänzerinnen, hat keine Chance auf die Hauptrolle und damit genauso wenig auf einen festen Platz in einem Ballettensemble. Tag für Tag kämpft sie gegen ihre quälende innere Dunkelheit.

The man who bought me is sinfully gorgeous—a tatted-up wall of muscle who assures me that I'm safe with him. He can't let me go. Not yet anyway. He and his brothers need my help to find someone. I agree to help them, not having any idea it's going to lead us into a nest of vipers. If their venom doesn't get me… his will. Lines blur between the two of us, and I no longer feel like it's all for show. Because the truth is, Danil owns me… every single part of me. It turns out being owned by the Bratva boss isn't such a bad thing after all.

A violent underground fighter and a Bratva boss, Lev Melnikov, is a walking red flag, but I can't stay away. I need him to teach me how to fight so I can protect myself. Our arrangement is simple… until it's not. Being close to him and feeling his sweaty body against mine makes it impossible to not want more. And once I start touching, I can't stop. I know he's dangerous. I know I should stay away. But I also know I won't, because every part of me is already his. He just needs to take it.

Du gehörst mir, Principessa. Im Leben, im Tod – und wenn es sein muss, auch in der Hölle. Ich bin ein Mafiasoldat. Für mich gibt es keine Angst. Kein Zögern. Ich habe getötet. Ich habe geblutet. Ich habe geschworen, meinem Boss bis in den Tod zu dienen. Doch dann kamst du, Maria. Seine Tochter. Die Prinzessin der Cosa Nostra. Ich sollte dich nur beschützen, stattdessen habe ich dich berührt und mein Leben damit verwirkt. Jetzt gibt es kein Zurück mehr. Dein Vater wird mir das niemals verzeihen.