"From USA Today bestselling author Jenika Snow comes a new full-length standalone arranged marriage mafia romance set in the Underworld Kings world that blurs the lines between right and wrong.
My father sold me off to a ruthless killer in the Russian mafia, an alliance between the Bratva and the Cosa Nostra.
An arranged marriage where I’d be at the mercy of the man who’d no doubt see me as his property, where I was sure he’d be just as cruel and violent as every other Made Man I’d known in my life.
Nikolai Petrov, known to be a sociopath and for killing anyone for the smallest infraction. And I'd be forever tied to him, an accessory he could use or dispose of any way he saw fit.
And then I found myself painted red, my wedding dress stained in blood. A man dead by my husband's hands for simply touching my hair.
I was terrified of the lengths Nikolai would go to get what he wanted… to keep me as his, but despite all of that I felt something far stronger, far more dangerous.
Need. Want. Dark and depraved desire. And it was all for the man who said I was his.
For better or worse."
"From USA Today bestselling author Jenika Snow comes a new full-length standalone arranged marriage mafia romance set in the Underworld Kings world that blurs the lines between right and wrong.
My father sold me off to a ruthless killer in the Russian mafia, an alliance between the Bratva and the Cosa Nostra.
An arranged marriage where I’d be at the mercy of the man who’d no doubt see me as his property, where I was sure he’d be just as cruel and violent as every other Made Man I’d known in my life.
Nikolai Petrov, known to be a sociopath and for killing anyone for the smallest infraction. And I'd be forever tied to him, an accessory he could use or dispose of any way he saw fit.
And then I found myself painted red, my wedding dress stained in blood. A man dead by my husband's hands for simply touching my hair.
I was terrified of the lengths Nikolai would go to get what he wanted… to keep me as his, but despite all of that I felt something far stronger, far more dangerous.
Need. Want. Dark and depraved desire. And it was all for the man who said I was his.
For better or worse."
"I was a Lycan prince. A brother. A son.
What I wasn’t anymore was a warrior.
But there was a time when I was fierce and unrelenting, a wolf shifter who was primal and respected because of my strength.
I felt unstoppable.
But all of that changed in an instant when a near-fatal injury during a brutal fight silenced my inner wolf.
Now, I was lost, shattered, since my beast had gone dormant, the power it took from me making me feel wholly… human.
I felt like a broken male, my mind a dark, twisted place where anger and despair were the only things that kept me company.
No one could ever understand. No one could help me.
Without my wolf, I was just a shell. A beast without a purpose. A predator without prey. And as the days passed and I healed physically, mentally I found myself becoming destructive. The rage simmered in my blood, and I knew eventually I wouldn’t be able to control it.
But the hardest realization was that since my wolf was gone, I’d never find my mate. I knew she was out there somewhere. But because my wolf was silent, I’d never recognize her as mine.
That was until something shifted in me. I felt… something I hadn’t felt in forever.
Curiosity. Interest. Desire.
And it was all because of a quiet, beautiful woman who worked for the royal family. I didn't want to be gruff with her, didn’t want her to see how dark I’d become. But I snapped, growled at the female, and hated myself for it.
And she stood up to me when no one else would.
She couldn’t be my mate if my wolf stayed silent. But I desired her like I’d never desired another creature before.
Maybe I wasn’t as broken as I thought."
"I was a Lycan prince. A brother. A son.
What I wasn’t anymore was a warrior.
But there was a time when I was fierce and unrelenting, a wolf shifter who was primal and respected because of my strength.
I felt unstoppable.
But all of that changed in an instant when a near-fatal injury during a brutal fight silenced my inner wolf.
Now, I was lost, shattered, since my beast had gone dormant, the power it took from me making me feel wholly… human.
I felt like a broken male, my mind a dark, twisted place where anger and despair were the only things that kept me company.
No one could ever understand. No one could help me.
Without my wolf, I was just a shell. A beast without a purpose. A predator without prey. And as the days passed and I healed physically, mentally I found myself becoming destructive. The rage simmered in my blood, and I knew eventually I wouldn’t be able to control it.
But the hardest realization was that since my wolf was gone, I’d never find my mate. I knew she was out there somewhere. But because my wolf was silent, I’d never recognize her as mine.
That was until something shifted in me. I felt… something I hadn’t felt in forever.
Curiosity. Interest. Desire.
And it was all because of a quiet, beautiful woman who worked for the royal family. I didn't want to be gruff with her, didn’t want her to see how dark I’d become. But I snapped, growled at the female, and hated myself for it.
And she stood up to me when no one else would.
She couldn’t be my mate if my wolf stayed silent. But I desired her like I’d never desired another creature before.
Maybe I wasn’t as broken as I thought."
"*Duet narration with Sean Masters and Angelina Rocca
They didn’t care who got me pregnant… just that one of them did.
The first time I saw the beasts, I’d wandered off and gotten lost.
But I hadn't been alone. Not the entire time.
I’d been found, just not by something that was human.
Bear-beasts. They were myths whispered amongst the villagers and that parents told their children before bed to keep them inside, to make them fearful of what lurked in the dark.
Seven-foot-tall creatures covered in fur, with sharp claws, fangs, and the strength of a hundred men.
But the creature kept me safe and led me out of the woods.
I never saw it again, but I felt it—no, I felt them—watching me.
Following me.
Stalking me.
They waited for me all these years. Protected and provided for me, even when I hadn’t realized it.
Now, I was on my own, and not one but three primal beasts had come for me.
And what they wanted was simple:
To make me theirs in any way they saw fit.
I was Goldie, and these were now my three bears.
Reader note: A Goldie Locks and the Three Bears reimagining. This is a monster romance featuring a human/nonhuman MFMM relationship and HEA."
"They didn’t care who got me pregnant… just that one of them did.
The first time I saw the beasts, I’d wandered off and gotten lost. But I hadn't been alone. Not the entire time.
I’d been found, just not by something that was human.
Bear-beasts. They were myths whispered amongst the villagers and that parents told their children before bed to keep them inside, to make them fearful of what lurked in the dark.
Seven-foot-tall creatures covered in fur, with sharp claws, fangs, and the strength of a hundred men.
But the creature kept me safe and led me out of the woods.
I never saw it again, but I felt it—no, I felt them—watching me.
Following me.
Stalking me.
They waited for me all these years. Protected and provided for me, even when I hadn’t realized it.
Now, I was on my own, and not one but three primal beasts had come for me. And what they wanted was simple:
To make me theirs in any way they saw fit.
I was Goldie, and these were now my three bears.
Listener note: A Goldie Locks and the Three Bears reimagining. This is a monster romance featuring a human/nonhuman MFMM relationship and HEA."
"*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."
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