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Instant New York Times Bestseller! From the bestselling author of the Kingdom of Lies series comes a slow-burn romantasy set in a Roman-inspired world ruled by merciless vampires. Filled with breathtaking combat, vengeful gods, and magical creatures, We Who Will Die is the epic first installment...

Walking away from the love of her life after his betrayal was the hardest thing that Odette had ever had to do, but it wasn't just about her anymore. It was about her daughter, Lux. It was about showing her what she deserved out of this messy thing called life. But what if your past won't give up? Do you forgive and forget, or do you forgive to move on?

Rouven Graves weiß, was es bedeutet einzustecken. Seit zehn Jahren verdient er sich seinen Lebensunterhalt mit Käfigkämpfen. Als seine Großmutter am Sterbebett ihren letzten Wunsch äußert, ändert sich alles für ihn. Er beginnt bei S.T.A.R.S., dem Security Team and Rescue Service. Sein erster Auftrag, die Kronzeugin Elisabeth vor Kaliforniens mächtigstem Drogenbaron zu beschützen, klingt wie ein Kinderspiel für einen Mann wie ihn.

Flint Hopkins finds the perfect tenant to rent the space above his Minneapolis-based law office. All the t's are crossed and i's dotted on Ellen's application. Her references are good. And she's easy on the eyes. Until... Flint discovers Ellen Rodgers plays music. Bongos, guitars, singing - not Beethoven administered through noise-cancelling headphones. The cut-throat attorney serves up an eviction notice to the bubbly, constantly humming redhead who's too sexy for her own good. But luck is on Ellen's side when Flint's autistic son, Harrison, takes an instant liking to her.

What happens when a high-heeled diva goes camping with her sister's dog? Avery Montgomery, fashionista and preacher's daughter, needs a ride from Milwaukee to Los Angeles. Jake Matthews, diva-hater, agrees to let her tag along on his annual primitive trek to the West Coast. She's desperate and out of options. He's ruthless and out of patience. Don't miss this sexy, hilarious, and heart-warming journey of self-discovery and raw . . . naked love.

I’ve made two impulsive decisions in my life, and both have involved the notorious enforcer of the Disciples MC. First, I humiliated myself by spying on him. Second, I decided to throw caution to the wind and show up at probably the worst possible time. He’s dangerous, demanding, and able to consume me with just one look. He’s also on trial for murder, and no one in his club trusts me. You’d think I’d run. I mean, the cards are stacked against us. But I can’t escape my need, this all-consuming pull I have with him.

She was the hot mess who stumbled through his door. He was the one who gave her a chance. When Elle Callihan finds herself on the 26th floor of the country's top publishing firm after putting her dreams on hold for five years, she's not about to allow the opportunity to slip through her fingers. There's just one problem. Her new, humorless, this-needs-to-be-done-right-now jerk of a boss makes her working life a living hell.

She's a good girl...from a world I left behind years ago. One where virtue and purity are all that matter. She's never learned about desire, about lust. And how a fire can burn so hot that you'll risk anything to quench the flames. I'm going to change all that. She's got a body that was made for pleasure - she just doesn't know it yet. And I'm just the bastard to teach her. She's come to me for protection from the cold, cruel world. Trouble is, the thing she needs protecting from most of all...is me.

I'm one of the Sons of Satan, part of an inner circle we call The Devil's Riders. I was just a prospect when I first saw her. Becky Townsdale, the curvy girl who worked at Mae's diner. She's so pretty it hurts to look at her. I waited to make a move until I was officially a Devil's Rider. And then, the night of the club Prez's wedding, I made her mine. Devlin and Kaylie might have gotten married that night, but we're the ones who made a baby. I just didn't know it yet.

Other people gave second chances - I didn't. My modus operandi was to move on to the next girl in line and forget the previous one. So when Tawnee Milano said she needed her space, I let her go. Then I left our mutual employer for a new job with the CIA and didn't look back. But a coded distress message from her sends me right back to where I was when we first split up. The possibility of losing her forever forces me to relax my rigid stance. With her life in danger, I'm finally facing my true feelings for her. Now my hard line policy is to get her back - and keep her this time.

They say I'm hell on wheels. The fastest, hardest, most successful motorcycle racer alive. They say I don't know how to lose - that I always get what I'm after. And I always do, except for her - my illicit obsession. Years ago, I chose fame over forbidden temptation. Back then, she was way too young. Too off-limits. My best friend's little sister and way too good for a rough, dirty street racer like me. Now I'm back - rich, hardened, and fallen from grace after getting kicked off the racing circuit. But Hailey Prescot might just be my saving grace.

The road to hell is paved with good intentions. What should've been a simple fact-finding visit changed in the blink of an eye. I'm a patriot. A CIA officer. A master at manipulating the double agent schemes. The straight and narrow path I set out on turned into a hundred winding roads, all leading to the same destination: I'm now aiding and abetting a foreign spy. Kira Petrova stole something from me the moment we met - my breath, my heart, my allegiance. If I'm caught, I'll be tried as a traitor. But there's more to her story than anyone knows, and time is not on our side.

I only wanted a cup of coffee. Alone. It was a simple request, right? Just stroll into the coffee shop on the corner, grab my usual cup of liquid nitrogen, and walk back out. All while minding my own business. But I had to walk in at that exact moment. Not 10 minutes earlier. Not 10 minutes later. Precisely when Savannah Fields needed someone to help her. When no one except me had the courage to stand up for her. After the incident, she looked at me like I was her hero. But I'm no hero. I don't even know who or what I am anymore. Who is Nick Tucker? A DEA agent? A criminal? Both?

I'm an adrenaline junkie, always searching for my next hit. Skydiving, cliff jumping, surfing massive waves - I'll do anything to get my pulse racing. But even freediving the ocean's most deadly sinkholes pales in comparison to the rush I get when I meet Kennedy. And if there's a bet involved? I'm all in. I never turn down a challenge. Especially when the target is prim, proper, buttoned-up...and jaw-droppingly gorgeous. It's enough to make any man want to unbutton her and make her scream all night long.

The one thing that obsesses, captivates, and seduces me? Money. I'm a self-made billionaire, and running my business empire means I've got better things to do than bother with women. They can throw themselves at me all they want - I can't be tempted. Until my newest executive secretary's first day on the job. One glance at her and I forget about spreadsheets and quarterly earnings, because her curves are pure sin. Her mouth is the wickedest distraction I've ever seen.

I'm in the business of hunting down and acquiring the planet's most coveted objects. Nothing thrills me more than finding and buying pieces with unbelievable value...and selling them for a massive profit. Nothing...until she bursts onto the scene. She might have the world's most tantalizing body and a smoldering look in her eyes, but she's made it clear that I have no chance. It's a challenge I can't turn down.

I don't take no for an answer. Women are the world's most intoxicating prize, and I always win. Money? Check. Charm? Check. Looks? Double check. It's a winning combination, and I never settle. I can't even remember the last time any woman -in New York, Paris, Rome, it doesn't matter - looked me in the eye and turned me down. Until Juliet James.

My real estate empire is my life. I don't have time for women and their games. What's the point? They'll be out of my bed before they know it. Except Isabella Gabriel....

I left behind my life to start over. My successful career as a country music singer, friends and family, everything. All to get away from my abusive, obsessive ex. So what if I'm lonely? So what if I miss singing and sequins? I'm safe, and that's what matters. But the big biker with the blue eyes has other ideas. He makes me laugh and breathless all at the same time. He makes me want more. But it's not safe. Not for either one of us.

When my career as a dancer is sidelined due to an injury, I have no idea what to do with my life. My best friend, Kaylie, is dating the head of the Devil's Riders, so I tag along when she hangs out at the club. That's when I see him. The one they call the Viking. He never says a word, but his eyes burn into me. He watches out for me, even kisses me, but that's it. The man refuses to take the next step. I know he wants me. I just need to tip the big guy over the edge.