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My husband. My tormentor. The most notorious man in the city offers me a job. Act as his dead wife. Adrian Volkov isn’t the type of person who takes no for an answer. He commands with an iron fist and all his orders are met. When he approaches me with the offer, I have two options. Go to prison or put myself under his wrath. I choose to have a roof over my head. What’s so hard about acting, right? Wrong. The moment I step into his wife’s shoes, everything spirals out of control. My only way of survival is through Adrian. Or is it?

I owe everything to Emilia's father. I'd do anything for the man. When he asked me to marry his daughter, I thought he was insane. I was only going to protect her. That was my job. Yet, one innocent kiss changed everything. Now, it's not about what her father wants. It's all about her. When enemies try to take her and the life we could have away, they will learn why they call me the devil. I'll show them no mercy. Emilia is mine, and God help anyone who tries to come between us.

This is the first part of a trilogy on the Mahabharata. Grounded in the original Sanskrit epic, Majmudar recreates the ancient epic for a contemporary audience. It is his finest work yet and is one of the most accessible, magical and unputdownable retellings of the Mahabharata. The Book of Vows...

When he invited me to join him for a drink, I thought Alessandro was an ordinary guest at my family's hotel. I didn't know I belonged to him until he told me right there in the restaurant. I thought I had a say in the matter. But when I stood up to leave, it just earned me a sore bottom for the plane ride to New York, where our wedding was already planned for the next day. But I was soaking wet for him before he even walked me down the aisle.

I always knew marriage for me would never be to a man of my choosing. As a young girl, I was all too aware of the power I wielded in a world where men were supposed to be the superior gender. To the underworld, I was just a mafia princess. To my family, I was an equal. To my soon-to-be husband? Well, that was yet to be determined. But I prayed Enzo Bianchi was ready for me because I was damn sure prepared for him.

There were six of us. Caged, turned into monsters, and tormented with brutal tests of our horrific emerging abilities. We had only each other to count on... until our escape attempt ended with one dead, the others recaptured, and me dragged away into a different nightmare. Now I've finally fought my way back to rescue them. Except the men I set free are hardened, beastly versions of the devoted boys I remember. They see me as a traitor and a murderer—but they refuse to let me go now that they have me back.

When I was 16, a gypsy fortune-teller told me my future held darkness and death. She was right. But what she didn't tell me was I'd lose all my memories and that I wouldn't recognize the devil when he came to steal my life. Lucca Dyshekov - the Bratva assassin they call Merciless - rose from...

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.

Ruthless, arrogant, and cold-hearted are some of the words I would use to describe my a**hole of a boss, Damon Everette. That doesn't stop the goosebumps from rising along my neck every time he says my name or the way my pulse races when his stormy gray eyes pierce mine. So, when he coerces me into a fake marriage to uphold his family's tradition, I can't resist pushing his buttons. He's a walking red flag, and I should run the second this arrangement ends. But the very thought of losing him is suffocating—a dangerous addiction that I can't seem to break.

Once he was my enemy. Now, he's my boss. Rich, successful, viciously gorgeous, and sinisterly brutal, Alistair Black is every bit his last name. Morally black. Inky black heart. Devious black soul. In college, we were enemies. Rivals. Bully vs bully. I almost ruined his life. Now, ten years later, our paths cross again when I'm forced to work under him. And he hasn't at all forgotten or forgiven me for what I did to him back at school. Now he's my brooding, emotionally unavailable boss with the body of a god. And I'm his plaything.

Two weeks have passed since Iris Winnow returned home bruised and heartbroken from the front, but the war is far from over. Roman is missing, and the city of Oath continues to dwell in a state of disbelief and ignorance. When Iris and Attie are given another chance to report on Dacre’s movements, they both take the opportunity and head westward once more despite the danger, knowing it’s only a matter of time before the conflict reaches a city that’s unprepared and fracturing beneath the chancellor’s reign.

She lost everything because of his lie. Now the only way to save what remains is to win a tournament designed to destroy her. When Prince Kyor twisted the truth about his mother’s death, Rose paid the price. Her family was stripped of their magic, cast into the slums, and left to wither in a world that once revered them. Now her parents are gone, and her younger sister’s life hangs in the balance.

They thought she was unsuitable as a bride because she was mute. I thought that made her perfect. Silent. Invisible. I could pretend she didn’t even exist.

An arranged marriage was always in Natalya Conte's future. Luca Moretti is charming and considerate. Handsome like the devil, he dotes on her and spoils her. But when two pink lines should have brought them unbridled joy, her husband ices her out. An arranged marriage gives Luca great power. To cement that power, he needs an heir. The quickest way to do it is to make Natalya fall madly in love with him. He will have her loyalty without risking his heart because love to him means weakness.

I took her innocence as payment. She was far too young and naïve to be betrothed to a monster like me. I would bring only pain and darkness into her sheltered world. That's why she ran. I should've just let her go. She never asked to marry into a powerful Russian mafia family. Unfortunately for her, I don't care. I own her, and after three years of searching, I've found her. My runaway bride was about to learn disobedience has consequences...punishing ones. Nothing was going to keep me from claiming her before the eyes of God and man. She's mine now, and I'm never letting her go.

Marrying our enemy was meant to teach the man I truly want a lesson in jealousy. But my husband craves my step-brother as much as I do. Irina Born into the Bratva, my family tries to keep me in the shadows, obedient and unseen. But I could never stay quiet. Now, I'm sold to a husband I despise...

Against all odds, Althea Zoltaire emerged from her trials as a champion. Now, she must train even harder and prepare herself to become a true warrior of Thezmarr. But Thea’s world is turned upside down as she struggles to navigate her newfound magic and uncover the secrets of her past. Slowly, she begins to untangle the truth about her family, her powers, and the evil that threatens to engulf the kingdom.

Falling in love with Ronan wasn’t part of the plan. Neither was falling pregnant with his baby. The worst part is he doesn’t even know yet. How do I tell him when I don’t know what he wants? One minute he’s into me, jealous, overprotective, the next minute he’s pushing me away. He’s so focused on his mafia. It’s one thing after another. I can’t shake the feeling that when it comes to Ronan, this baby and I will always come second.

With one look at Leonardo Volante, I knew he'd be the kind of husband who takes off his belt when his bride is sassy. But I wasn't expecting to be ordered to strip the moment we were wed. Or to be quite so shamefully wet when he bared me... Even before he saw the arousal glistening on my thighs, he knew I needed him to bend me over, redden my a-s, and then take me so roughly that I scream his name as he makes me his.

Brought to you by Penguin. Two exes. One wedding. What could go wrong? Georgia Woodward and Eli Mora broke up five years ago so they’re definitely over each other… right? When they’re thrown together at their best friend’s wedding, sparks fly – quite literally when the venue burns down...