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Ember doesn't know how, but on the brink of death, she calls to them. They come in the darkness, like phantoms in masks, and rescue her from her pain. But that rescue comes with a price—her soul. She must give all she is to the Cirque, where it doesn't only house you, it owns you. Nothing is ever as it seems, and the truth behind the striped curtain is no small matter. Can Ember keep her vow? Can she embrace the madness the Cirque demands?

Jackson Decker is everything I’ve ever wanted: Fierce. Loyal. Not to mention tall, tattooed and hotter than the earth’s core. Too bad there are so many reasons why he’s off limits. He’s old enough to be my father, but even worse than that, he is the right-hand man of head of the Spanish Mafia, who just happens to be my dad. So that loyalty I admire in him so much is also the reason he will never look at me the way I want him to. But when we start working together, sparks fly in ways that neither of us expected.

In a few breathless moments, I will be Mrs Alejandro Montoya. He is the King of L.A. and everything a woman could want. Handsome, powerful, rich, and hotter than hell itself. But I am not just any woman. I am Alana Carmichael and I’m only here to save my father. I will not bow to any king. This is no fairy tale. This is my nightmare.

I may have survived the battle, slipping from their grasp by cunning and sheer will, but the war still rages, and the next wave of enemies is worse than I ever imagined. Tangles of lies unravel around us as the past and present collide, bringing secrets into the light and making the future harder to see. With every turn down this winding path, it is clear pain is inevitable, but I'm not alone this time. Not anymore. I have a family, people I can't live without, and a place to finally call home.

My dreams of going pro are at my fingertips. But in one moment, one hit, those dreams come crashing down around me. The money, the fame, the life I wanted to give my mother. All gone. Once I was Kingston "The King" Reyes. Women and men had chanted my name, worshiped me. Now, I work as a postal worker by day… and at night, I crawl into the dark, seedy underbelly of sin. An illegal underground fight club, where I still reign with my fists, but where every fight could be my last.

My past and present are on a collision course set on destruction. While truths have been revealed, nothing can fully prepare you for an evil that never sleeps. All Hell has broken loose, and the Devil is on our doorstep. But I'm ruthless to the core, a rebel till the end, and I'll protect what's mine till my last breath.

By the time the agoraphobic, unhinged, and musically gifted Grayson James came crashing into my life, I was deeply infatuated with his elder sibling. But that didn't stop him from ruining everything. He stole something that wasn't his to have. Something I hadn't known I was giving him. After realizing he was unsatisfied with that little taste, he wanted more—wanted me. Now, he's asked me to keep him company while he hides out in his family's rustic mountainside estate. Blackmailed me, really. Unfortunately, I need the money, the escape. It's not like I have much of a choice.

She’s always been off-limits. Forbidden. Way too young for the likes of me. And yet, she still managed to carve out a space for herself in my heart. But when push came to shove, I made the only choice I could, and I did it even knowing it would break her heart. I’m back now, and ready to make her mine. Only, she’s not the sweet girl I left behind. She’s wild, reckless, and sexy-as-hell...a challenge I’m all too eager to meet.

Being attracted to her isn't wrong…but acting on it would be. As the patriarch of the powerful and wealthy Cavalieri family, my choices come with consequences for everyone around me. The roots of my ancestral, billionaire-dollar winery stretch deep into the rich Italian soil, as does our legacy of ruthlessness and scandal. It isn't the fact she is half my age that makes her off-limits. Nothing is off-limits for me. A wounded bird caught in a trap not of her own making, she poses no risk to me. My obsessive desire to possess her is the real problem—for both of us.

I have witnessed the darkest parts of this world and endured countless struggles in a life riddled with sin. I walk among the demons that haunt our town, all in the name of survival. Being an Ice Reaper was not a choice but the only way to outlast my fate. Until karma blew through the front door, and I was claimed by the enemy. As the remnants of my former life fade away, I'll do whatever it takes to keep my secret hidden, using the only thing I have at my disposal… my body.

I’m torn between two women: they’re as different as night and day, yet I want them both. Frankie, the sensitive, single mom. Watching her care for her son damn near has me ready to give up my bachelor lifestyle. Then there’s my Bluebird, the stripper who’s captivated me since the moment I laid eyes on her. One woman is my soulmate and the other is my every fantasy come to life…I know I can’t have them both, but how am I supposed to choose?

My fall from grace was one for the books. All it took was his word against mine for everything to topple. Liar. Slut. Snitch. Now, I wear my shame like a scarlet letter pinned to my chest. People say I ruined his life. Except he’s the one who irrevocably broke me - my heart, my body, my soul...my will to live.

Jackson Decker—the perfect husband. The perfect father to my son. The perfect man. Fierce, loyal, protective, and everything I’ve ever wanted. I’m happier than I ever imagined possible, but happiness is never easily won for people like me. Somebody somewhere wants to ruin what we have and to do that they’re willing to risk the wrath of the entire Montoya family. The only problem with having it all is the people who are waiting to take it all from you.

My name is Alana Montoya. My husband is the King of L.A. And I am his Queen. I never asked for this life, but now that it’s mine, I will fight for it with every breath in my body. Our love is fire and fury, burning brighter than the heat of a thousand suns. But when secrets and betrayal threaten our chance at happiness, will the flames be enough to vanquish our enemies, and destroy our doubts and fears? Or will the ashes and embers of what we once had be all that remains? A war is coming to L.A, and when it is over, only one side will be left standing.

There once was a girl with fireflies in her eyes and music in her soul. Remember her... she's important. She's the reason I panic-bought the little brick house on Maple Street, the one I lived next door to for eight magical years. Now that I'm back digging up floorboards and lost journals, I can't stop thinking about the two people who grew up here. You see, that girl was my best friend, and this house was once hers. She also had a big brother who was my everything before circumstances turned us into nothing more than memories.

Kal Anderson is a stone-cold fixer, both in the literal and figurative sense. Nicknamed Doctor Death, he prefers to keep his messes confined to his workspace and out of his personal life. Still, when it comes to the notorious Ricci crime family, he can't seem to catch a break. He's not supposed to notice his boss's daughter or engage in any way with her, considering the sordid history he has with both of her parents. Elena Ricci won't let him go without a fight, though. Not with the date of her arranged wedding on the horizon.

They say every proud man must fall. Mortals who fancy themselves gods will one day kneel. I thought myself invincible; Apollo on Earth. Mocked my brother when he succumbed to such a fate. Before I noticed the blue-haired nymph lurking in the background. Cora Astor shouldn’t have come to this island. She sneered in my direction, beguiling me with her disgust. As a Wolfe, hunting is in my blood. Getting what I want is my nature. Even when I know I can never have it. Though I cannot keep her, I plan to relish the chase.

To most, Kal Anderson is a villain. Harbinger of death, keeper of souls, frequenter of nightmares. Doctor Death. Hades incarnate. They say he stole me. Usurped my fiancé and filled the cracks in my heart with empty promises. Imprinted his crimson fingerprints on my psyche and tried to set me free. They’re not wrong, per se. Except it was my choice to stay.

Men who betray the trust of the most powerful mafia kingpin in New York rarely live to make the same mistake a second time, but I'm not one of Antonio Volante's soldiers. I'm his wife. So I got his belt instead of a bullet. Even though I did what I did for the sake of someone dear to us both, my husband doesn't plan to let me keep my secrets any longer. That's why I'm bare and bound with my punished ass sore inside and out, begging desperately for the climax he's kept me on the edge of for so long.

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 ass, and then take me so roughly that I scream his name as he makes me his.