"Being a newly minted demon with some shiny black wings of my own should be a dream come true. I mean, I'm back in Hell, I've got power, I'm not a lowly human anymore, this could be the start to happily ever after with my boo Azazel!
If only it weren't for that little snag . . . that Lucifer claimed me for himself. Not in that way, ew, get your mind out of the gutter! More like he directly conscripted me into his service, and there's nothing anyone, including Azazel, can do about it. Though he sure tries.
As it turns out, Lucifer orders me to go on a special mission for him, one that might reunite him with . . . you know who. Or so he believes.
I have my doubts. Just as I have some serious concerns about the state of Lucifer's rule in Hell. Major late-Roman-empire vibes here.
And as much as I despise that mothertrucker of a devil, my health and safety are now tied to his power, and if his rule fails . . . Yeah, it's not looking good.
I never thought I'd one day fight on the side of Lucifer, but I just might have to–unless I can find her first.
Contains mature themes."
"Leo Wells is the last person I want to be skating with.
He's aloof, abrasive . . . and stupidly attractive. Never mind the fact that I had a lapse in judgment one night with him in the past. We may not like each other, but I like winning more and if I want to do that, I need him. We need each other.
Leo doesn't like the idea anymore than I do, but we make a deal. We can put our differences aside and forget about our history so we can compete together.
It should be easy enough—after all, neither of us like the other. But there's a spark between us, one that reignites a burning fire we lit a long time ago. The lines are blurring and melting like the ice around my heart.
Leo Wells is breaking through my walls, tearing them down one layer at a time.
And all I can do is tell him how I hate him . . . Because I'm afraid I don't hate him at all.
Contains mature themes."
"I was raised to believe Omegas had value—if not to themselves, then to the highest bidder. Turns out, I was wrong about the bidder part. Thanks to the mess my father left behind, I've spent the last three years working in a velvet cage—dolled up, strapped in corsets, and made to smile for high-rollers and backroom gamblers at The Crimson Roulette, a velvet-gloved prison for girls like me. Until a group of men in tailored suits strolled in with sin in their eyes and luck in their pockets. Didn't flirt. Didn't smirk. Didn't miss. They just played. And won. Their prize? Me.
I thought they'd drag me into something darker than the casino's red-lit halls. Instead, I woke up in a sun-drenched bed smelling like cedar, leather, and hay, with one note on the nightstand: Rest. You're safe. They brought me to Jackknife Ridge—a town so far off-grid it's barely a whisper, tucked between mountains and past sins. And the four cowboy men who brought me here? They go by the Lucky Ace Pack, and apparently, I've been rescued . . . and now I'm theirs.
I may have been won in a casino, but I was kept on a ranch—fed, protected, and claimed by rough hands and steady hearts. Now the only gamble left . . . is whether staying with these wild cowboys leads to the kind of flush that lasts a lifetime—or if the past comes spinning—and the wheel lands red."
"Being an angel sucks.
Well, a low-ranking angel, that is. Who'd have thought that one of the tasks in Heaven assigned to those not blessed with brain-melting power is shoveling unicorn poop?
Not me, that's for sure, although I don't even remember who I was as a human before being turned into an angel. So, here I am, living my best, most boring angel life, trying to climb up a rank in the hierarchy so I can ditch my annoying roommate and get a suite of my own, not to mention that if I get promoted, I won't have to clean up unicorn crap anymore–which, by the way, is not made of sparkly rainbows. Much to my chagrin.
And then he shows up. Looking all Tall, Dark, and Handsomely Mysterious, like he just strolled right out of a dream . . . and my world tilts sideways when I realize that might actually be true.
His power feels so familiar. The things he does and says cause an echo of knowing deep within me. Could I have seen visions of him before he ever stepped into my life? Or is there another reason I feel like I've known him for years?
While I’m falling for him . . . I can't shake the feeling that he could cost me more than my heart.
Contains mature themes."
"She stepped up to my side in a dark club and ordered a whiskey.
My go-to drink.
I didn't know her name, I knew nothing about her, but every part of me came alive. For more than a year my life had been turned upside down. I'd hit a wall at every turn, but suddenly the weight had lifted.
And the minute she stepped away, I felt the loss.
Things are not always as they seem. We all have regrets; parts of our lives we wish we could erase. For me, I wish I could change the order in which those choices were made. Had I only met her first. Had it been her that said yes. Brynn is everything I could ever want, the problem is, my past may keep us from ever having a future.
Because before we were us, I was a version of myself I'd like to forget. But that version of me has not yet been laid completely to rest.
Contains mature themes."
"I never should have fooled around with my brother's best friend . . .
Emerson
Everyone thinks they know who I am. I'm the TV star who fell in love with her costar, Wesley Rich. But it wasn't real. It was a life designed to entertain millions of watchers each Monday night. A life I had no control over. Until my past came to visit . . .
All it took was one night. One night to relive my past. One night to forget my future. With someone who'd been there all along . . .
Logan
Soccer is my life—it's in my blood. I train hard, I play hard, and I win. Nothing breaks my focus. Except Emerson. Every Monday night. She's an obsession I can't seem to shake. I don't know what was harder: hiding how I feel about his sister from my best friend, or watching the woman I want live a life with someone else.
Contains mature themes."
"She hates me . . . I'm going to make her fall in love with me anyway.
As captain of the SoCal Vipers, the last couple of seasons haven't been going well. My stats are slipping, and I'm at risk of being traded.
So, I'm not in the mood for a case of mistaken identity with the woman playing bouncer at the arena door.
But when I find out she's come to town to escape her controlling family and make a fresh start, I know I can't just let her walk away.
I'll do anything to make sure she's safe. And if that means claiming her forever . . . then all the better. Because she's mine. Even if she doesn't know it yet.
When the Game Breakers meet more than hearts will be broken . . . They'll claim, protect, and . . . maybe just rock their women's worlds.
Contains mature themes."
"After living in Hell for a year, I might have to amend the saying 'Hell is other people' to 'Hell is other people's family.' Specifically, my dear demon husband's family, AKA my infernal in-laws. Even more specifically, Lucifer, my grandfather-in-law.
In a revelation surprising exactly no one, Lucifer is a mean-spirited, nefarious, hateful mothertrucker, and for reasons beyond my control, I am bound to him with a vow of silence about a juicy secret he's been keeping—from Azazel, my beloved demonic spouse. Which puts me between a rock and a hard place, and I don't mean between the wall and Azazel's magnificently muscled torso.
I'm notoriously bad at keeping secrets. Given the non-existent filter between my brain and my mouth, no one's more impressed than me that I haven't spilled the beans to Azazel yet. I can only credit the paralyzing fear of what Lucifer would do to me if I broke my vow. But I'm just barely keeping it together here. All it would take for me to crack is a crisis that short-circuits my brain and I'd probably sing like a canary.
Thank goodness my life is boring AF and nothing ever happens here in Hell to throw me off kilter. Oh, wait . . .
Contains mature themes."
"This is a dark cowboy romance set at Hallow Ranch, home of the Langston Brothers and their morally grey ranch hands.
Beau
I made a promise long ago to protect her. As we grew up, I fell in love with her. I was ready to give her everything, to be anything she wanted. Then, instead of riding off into the sunset together, she left me broken and confused. Six years later, I thought I was over her. But when I found out she was in danger, I did the only thing I could to keep her safe. I dragged her back to Hallow Ranch.
Abbie
I'd only loved one man: the cowboy with the bluest eyes I'd ever seen. Six years ago, I left him. I tried moving on, burying myself in my career, forcing myself to forget, hoping he'd found happiness.
For years, I'd been looking over my shoulder, living in fear. I was being watched, and there was no doubt in my mind that I was in danger. The last thing I expected was the cowboy I'd destroyed to show up on my doorstep, throw me over his shoulder, and take me back to Hallow Ranch. The kicker? I still loved him.
Contains mature themes."
"Marriage is hell. Or so I thought until I get dragged to actual Hell—as a demon's bride . . .
I did a dumb thing. See, Teenage Me accidentally summoned Azazel and locked him into a marriage contract with Present-Day Me. I never thought he'd actually go through with it, though.
Until he does.
But because he doesn't want this supernatural marriage of inconvenience any more than I do, he dumps me at his estate and tries to ignore me. Joke's on him, because I hate being ignored.
So, inconveniencing my grumpy, unfairly hot husband becomes my newly eternal life's mission. Until I find a soul that shouldn't be in Hell, stumble into a paranormal family feud, and start enjoying my sexy banter with Azazel way too much.
Now I'm starting to think ending up in Hell wasn't the worst thing that could've happened to me. But falling in love with my new husband just might be . . .
Contains mature themes."
"Zac
I stopped believing in the good a long time ago. My childhood was stripped from me one dark night and I was forever changed. Everywhere I looked I saw evil. Everyone I met, I looked at them as the enemy. It took a long time for me to open up and when I did I found my family. The only people I could count on. I never imagined I'd have a family. Because having a family gave me something to lose and I never wanted to feel that pain again. I never wanted to feel weak.
Presley
If there is a disaster, I can be found in the center of it. If there is a wrong choice to be made, I'm first in line. I mess everything up. I'm a magnet for disaster, and when I had the chance, I stumbled right into the arms of a tattooed bad boy. One I knew could destroy me. He wasn't looking for anything more than one night and here I am, telling him he's now tied to me forever. Like I said, I'm a mess.
Contains mature themes."
"Vivian: Life is good. I have great friends, a supportive family, and a job I love. Sure, there are ups and downs, but nothing could have prepared me for the return of Mac Evans—the one man who has always gotten under my skin. I haven't spoken to him since overhearing a conversation I wish I could forget.
I would never fall for a professional athlete. Mac isn't my type, and I'm definitely not his. Or at least, that's what I've always believed. But now he's back, and everything feels different. I keep reminding myself he won't be here for long, and he'll be out of my life for good.
Mac: Hockey is everything to me, but even star goalies like Mac Evans need a break. My off-season plan was simple—relax in the Windy City, catch up with family and my best friend, and binge-watch shows.
I didn't expect to run into Vivian. We were acquaintances at best—connected only by the people we cared about. She never liked me, and I wasn't her biggest fan either. But seeing her now? Time changes everything.
Vivian is different. She doesn't care about my career or the spotlight. She's real, grounded, and unimpressed by what usually turns heads. Now, I'm wondering if I can win her over. Is it even possible?"
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