"*Duet narration*
It was supposed to be a fun evening at the Halloween carnival, but I ended up being stalked by a masked stranger the entire night.
He found me in the haunted house and gave me that first forced touch.
He caught me at the bouncy house and used his mouth and knife on me, making me feel good, even though I tried to hate it.
And when he chased me through the woods, calling me his prey, I didn’t know if it was the fear or the excitement and anticipation that made me run faster.
His kinks were unmatched. Dark and depraved.
They were just for me.
He called me his little rabbit.
He told me to run. He wanted to chase me, to hunt me down.
And when he caught me, he’d do whatever he wanted to me."
"*Duet Narration*
He didn’t have a heart...but he wanted hers.
All I knew about life was anger and violence. Pain and suffering. Kill or be killed.
I was a “fixer” for the Ruin - a syndicate for the Bratva, Cosa Nostra, Cartel, and any other organized crime faction that dealt in the darker, crueler aspects of humanity. I was a free agent who was called upon to do things weaker men didn’t have the stomach for. And when you surround yourself with death for long enough, soon you don’t remember what it felt like to be alive.
And then I saw her. She was a fragile little thing who tried to be strong. But I could tell she’d seen too much horror in the world, too much of the ugly within people. I should have stayed away. I’d only bring her further down into the darkness. But for the first time in my life, I felt a stirring in my chest, this protectiveness and possessiveness toward another living person. And it was painful. It made me feel alive.
Lina tried to hide how broken she was, but I was an old friend of being ruined. She held secrets I’d find out. Because for the first time in my miserable life, I wanted something for myself. I felt something more than apathy and indifference.
I wanted to possess the innocence she clung to. I wanted to break it open and consume it for myself. I could look into her too trusting blue eyes and knew I’d maim for her. I’d kill for her. And that became our truth when her past finally came back for her, when my present tried to destroy her.
They thought they could take the one thing - the only thing - I’d ever wanted for myself. They were wrong.
When I looked at her, I felt some of the monster that made me who I was retreat back to my black soul. He’d never leave...but he’d share the space.
For her.
A complete stand-alone novel in the Underworld Kings series."
"From USA Today bestselling author Jenika Snow comes a gritty mafia romance where the villain blurs the lines between right and wrong... and love and hate.
She came to me looking for salvation. She came to me looking to save a family that didn't even want her.
I didn't want money. I didn't want her father's and brother's debt paid off in blood.
My obsession went far deeper than anything I'd ever experienced. It was fast and hot, an inferno that leveled everything around me like a trigger being pulled.
I sent her away, humiliated her, made her think I wanted nothing from her. That was the biggest lie I'd ever told. Because what I wanted was everything from her.
I was the villain. The bad guy. And she'd be mine."
"From USA Today bestselling author Jenika Snow comes a Hades and Persephone modern reimagining that blurs the lines between right and wrong.
I'd lost everything after my parents passed away, but Hades was there, pen in hand, for me to sign my life away to him.
I could have refused, but then I'd be without a home. Without a support system, I'd be penniless. So I said yes.
Hades was my guardian. I was his ward.
He was cruel. I was too innocent.
The longer I was in his care, and the more I saw how cruel and cold he could be, the more I wanted him.
It was wrong—forbidden—to be together, but the deeper I let Hades pull me into his underworld, the more I wanted him to corrupt me."
"*Duet Narration*
I was a ruthless monster. A right-hand enforcer to the most powerful sociopathic vampire in the world. The only thing that mattered was satiating my bloodthirst for killing. When it came time to take out the Assembly, a group of demented humans who used creatures of the Otherworld for their own sick entertainment, I was ready to litter the ground with their corpses. And I did my job well. But when I woke up in the middle of nowhere and realized I’d been thrust into another dimension, the idea of death was a sweet relief.
But then I was found by an unlikely ally. She saved me.
This tiny Fae female with pointed ears, tiny fangs, deep red hair, and freckles that made me hungry, thirsty, and dying to see every part of her.
Ada. My mate.
It was an enemies-to-lovers start, where it was her and me against everything else in this dangerous new world. And for the first time in my life I actually…wanted something for myself. I wanted to protect instead of kill. I wanted to love instead of hate. I just didn’t know if I could ever be anything but the villain of my own story."
"*Duet Narration*
I had no family, no friends. I was utterly alone and always had been. And once I aged out of the system that raised me, I decided to find out exactly who I was.
Where did I come from? Who were my parents? What made me…me?
It became the fire in my veins.
My journey led me to Scotland, the Highlands, and for the first time in my life, I had this feeling of…belonging.
What should have been a simple hike through the Scottish countryside led me to things far more mysterious than trying to find out who I was.
There were other things—creatures—lurking in this world, ones who were stronger, fiercer. Ones who were not human.
Everything I’d ever known seemed like a fable now. And what was once a fable was now true.
It was one of those otherworldly creatures who stalked me—chased me. I knew I couldn’t outrun him. I couldn’t escape.
He was bigger than any man I’d ever seen, stronger than anyone should be. His growls were feral, his fangs animalistic, and when he watched me, it was with glowing eyes.
I found myself at his mercy, chained to a bed and alone with this man who wasn’t really a man at all. I asked him why I was there, why he took me, held me against my will.
And all he said was…I was his mate."
"*Duet Narration*
What if the big bad wolf kidnapped Little Red Riding Hood solely for his pleasure?
After my grandmother passed away, it left me with this feeling of emptiness. I had a dead-end job, no friends or family, and I was trying to navigate this new world while being utterly alone.
The perfect solution? Take a once in a lifetime trip to Alaska and reconnect with the wilderness and all the things that make me happy.
Being isolated in a cabin with no electricity, running water, or cell service sounded perfect until I roughed it in the wild and realized this might not have been the best idea.
Things were going great until they weren’t, and I realized I wasn’t alone. It was the hunter, and I was its prey.
And when I finally came face to face with my stalker, it wasn’t anything I could have pictured in my wildest dreams.
He was a monster, a literal furry, huge werewolf-looking beast that said he chose me as his mate, and I was now his.
He took me to his lair where he touched me, licked me…gave me pleasure. And despite knowing I had to fight him and this new reality, I wanted more.
Wolf might be terrifying to look at, bigger and stronger than anything I could ever imagine, but his sole purpose was to please me.
The real question was, did I ever want to go back to civilization and the life I once knew?
A Little Red Riding Hood reimagining."
"*Duet narration*
What if the Beast never turned into the prince?
My father had just sold me off.
Bartered my body to erase his debt to the very devil himself.
A Beast of a man. Literally.
A creature whispered about amongst the villagers and feared by all.
He was a beastly visage at three times the size of a man, his monstrously huge body covered in fur. Sharp fangs and eyes that held an unearthly red glow. He had paw-like hands tipped with claws and horns that arched back from his inhuman face.
I was to live with him, to be his in every way—all ways—he saw fit.
I was to be his wife, and so I offered myself up as the proverbial sacrifice to the very devil himself.
I just didn’t expect to enjoy being with a monster as much as I did."
"*Duet Narration*
I wasn’t human, not completely. A Lycan—a centuries-old wolflike creature that was feared by all, stronger than anything on the planet, and who was only ever after one thing. My mate.
For over 300 years, I had one purpose in life. Find her, the one female born to be mine. My female who’d cause the Linking Instinct—that supernatural connection that told me she was mine and I hers—to finally take root and make me whole.
And for hundreds of years, I’d been alone, saving myself for my mate, never stopping the search.
Until I scented her, saw her, finally felt my heart beat and the blood rush through my veins with hope and anticipation.
Mine.
She didn’t see me, but she sensed me.
And she ran. She couldn’t possibly know how much the chase turned me on.
I didn’t know how I’d make her understand I could never let her go, that nothing and no one would stop me from making her mine.
Because once a Lycan found his mate…nothing in this world, nothing supernatural or human, could keep him from her."
"The things I knew about her, the way I watched. It was all to protect her, all to know her.
She liked her tea with milk and sugar - extra sweet - just like I knew her lips would be if I were to kiss her. I was desperate for her. She chewed on her pencil when she was concentrating, her little tongue coming out and moving along her bottom lip.
I was hungry for her. She played with the ends of her hair when she was nervous. Her fingers - delicate, long, and her nails painted pink - played the piano. The things I thought about her doing with those tiny hands. And she bit her bottom lip when she was worried, those straight white teeth sinking into the red flesh, like an apple being broken into, the crack of it consuming.
I didn’t deny I wanted her. I didn’t even try and hide it. Innocent. That’s what she was. I stalked her, knew her every like and dislike, and obsessed over her. I wanted her like I’d never wanted anything in my life. And I told myself that watching her and following her was to keep her safe. To keep her mine.
I was her professor. She was my student. It was wrong to need her the way I did. But she consumed me like I was gasping to breathe and she was oxygen. I was a selfish bastard, and when it came to Grace, I wanted her all to myself."
"When Stella Vincent's father gambled away her childhood home, it was up to her to get it back. But when she finally met the man who held the deed, she realized just how dangerous he really was.
And how much she wanted him.
Tate Wessen knew he was dangerous, and he counted on others realizing the same thing in order for him to get what he wanted. Running an illegal underground fight club wasn't the worst thing he'd ever done.
When Stella walked into his office, the obsession was instant. She'd do anything to get her father's house back, and he was depraved enough to use that to his advantage. What he offered her was very simple.
She must submit to him in any way he saw fit for two weeks. After that, her father's debt would be absolved.
The only problem was, he found himself falling for Stella and knowing that letting her walk away wasn't going to be an option.
Contains mature themes."
"Brea Collins's past kept resurfacing no matter how hard she tried to outrun it. When she finally settled in a small town, working at a club to save enough for what she hoped was her final escape, she never expected to meet Adrian Holden, a man who made her feel something other than fear.
Adrian's life has been far from a fairy tale. He fought in the Underground, an illegal cage fighting organization housed below an up-and-coming nightclub. It was his anger and grief that fueled him, that made him the barbarian he was.
When he saw Brea, she called out to every protective, possessive instinct in him.
But their happiness could only last so long.
With two traumatic pasts and an uncertain future, there was bound to be something that drove them apart. But Adrian was determined to have Brea at all costs, and he would do everything in his power to ensure that, even if it meant raw knuckles and bodies at his feet.
Contains mature themes."
