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Seven snarly, grumpy jerkfaces. Seven years ago. One secret. I will not stop until I hunt down every last person responsible for the incident. Until then...I fight, I build my empire. Become a billionaire in my own right. Women...they are simply irritants. So why is every encounter so empty? Meaningless. What am I searching for? Who am I in quest of? Will I know her when I see her? How will it be to hold her, have her, possess her, Make her...mine!

The stories were all wrong—Hook was never the villain. For two centuries, all of the Darling women have disappeared on their 18th birthday. Sometimes they’re gone for only a day, some a week or a month. But they always return broken. Now, on the afternoon of my 18th birthday, my mother is running around the house making sure all the windows are barred and the doors locked. But it’s pointless. Because when night falls, he comes for me. And this time, the Never King and the Lost Boys aren’t willing to let me go.

I’ve spent years hiding my depraved deviances behind my roles as pastor and headmaster of Saint Helena Academy. When Julian—my former best friend—returns to my life, the tension between us is impossible to ignore. He’s married now, and I try to keep my distance. Until he confesses his secret: he wants me to sleep with his wife, Sophie, while he watches. It’s their arrangement, their game—and now, I’m the one they’ve chosen.

Love means sacrifice. And that’s what I’ve done: given everything to keep those I care about safe. Now, I’m back where it all began, trapped with the architect of my nightmares. And this time, I know he won’t stop until he breaks me. But my wolves won’t stop either.

This is my kingdom. My territory. I own everything and control everyone, Aurora included. She shouldn’t have barged into my world with no armor. She shouldn’t have caught my attention with no warning. Alas, she did. Then she thought she could disappear. If a battle is what it’ll take to protect and own her, I’ll shed blood. Wars aren’t fair, and neither am I.

I’m not a good boyfriend. But I am the most successful jeweler of my generation, a loyal friI’m the most successful jeweler of my generation, a loyal friend and some say the most handsome man in London. But I’m not a good boyfriend. I’ve learned from my past that a beautiful woman will never outshine the precious gems I deal in. That all changes when I spot Hollie Lumen. When she’s dazzled by the royal jewels my family crafted, she brings my world to a screeching halt.

The men of Reach aren’t your average CEOs. Yes, they’re worth billions. And each one is hotter than the last. Under the charming smiles, all of them are controlling, and often accused of abusing their power. But that’s just the boardroom. In the bedroom? They aren’t just rich, sexy, sweet, and wild. They’re dirty, filthy, and downright unforgettable. From age gaps to edge play and sweet to spicy—which one will claim your heart? For the first time, you can discover all the naughty secrets of the Reach men in the Dirty Universe bundle.

The line between sense and madness blurs as Kade seeks revenge on those who destroyed his life. They threatened his family, shattered his sanity, and then they stole his girl. He’ll sacrifice everything to save them all, even if it means war. Stacey Rhodes has been to hell and back, and now she’s trapped by the monster who stole Kade from her. But Stacey isn’t backing down–she’ll do anything it takes to save Kade, no matter the cost. Can she free them both from Bernadette’s clutches before war consumes everyone they care about?

Lately, I’ve been full of questions. One hot summer night, I find all the answers when I kiss another guy for the first time. But he disappears, leaving me wondering who my mystery man was. I can’t stop thinking about him. Even on the ball field, I’m daydreaming about his hungry hands, and the filthy things he whispered in his posh British accent. Somehow, I still win one of the biggest games of my career, and afterward, the man surprises me with an invitation: “Meet me in a private suite.”

A decade-old animosity is the only thing Liam Davies and Zoe Valentine have in common. Until their mutual best friends pass away and they’re appointed co-guardians of the trusting couple’s precocious toddler, Mira. Liam is committed only to professional football. Relationship-wise, he’s even better at defense. Still wrestling with a tough childhood, he’s not cut out to be a father. Why his late best buddy believed in him, Liam has no idea.

It’s hard to stay in the friend zone when the attraction is this hot…Going into my senior year of university at war with a member of the British royal family wasn’t in my carefully laid plans. Sebastian Thorne might be the grandson of a princess, but it’ll take more than a royal pardon to get me to forgive him for pretending to be someone he’s not.

Imagine my surprise when my new neighbor turns out to be one of Scotland’s most famous (and hottest) professional footballers, Callan Keen. I’m even more shocked to discover that the brooding player is still holding a grudge for something that happened (or didn’t happen) between us years ago. Too busy trying to take my social media management company to the next level, I don’t have time for this gorgeous blast from the past. Or at least I shouldn’t. Yet whenever I see him, I can’t help but engage in a battle of wits with the grump upstairs.

He's the most feared monster in the realm. And she's what he needs to win his war… In a world of warring orcs and men, Lady Norr is condemned to a childless marriage, a cruel lord husband, and a life of genteel poverty—until the day her home is ransacked by a horde. Leading the charge is...

Soon to be a major motion picture! Book 4 of the After series—newly revised and expanded, Anna Todd's After fanfiction racked up 1 billion reads online and captivated readers across the globe. Experience the internet's most talked-about book for yourself from the writer Cosmopolitan called...

'Beware of waking the gods, their dreams are often our nightmares . . .' A prince who prefers games of the head to those of the heart. Prince Sloth hates leaving his enchanted library, but when a forgotten deity threatens the very fabric of the Underworld, he's thrust into a race against time...

There's no ring in my pocket, but I really hope he says yes. Not because I'm in love with him— that would be ridiculous. He needs to impress my father and I need access to my trust fund. That's all our union will be about. For three months, I've just got to ignore the rock-hard muscles I felt when I ran into him, the look in his eye that tells me he tastes as good as he looks, and the chemistry that sizzles between us whenever we're together.

A sinful prince. A determined reporter. A dangerous rivalry. Gabriel Axton -the Prince of Gluttony, self-proclaimed rake of rakes - lives for indulgence. But when a hunt takes a deadly turn, he realizes something is very wrong in his demon court. With the clock ticking, he must turn to the one...

He was gorgeous, older and guarded. I knew he was trouble from the moment we locked eyes. We met at work, on my first day as a barista. He smiled, I melted...then he tasted my coffee and threw it away. Again, the next day, and the next. He hated the coffee, yet still came back. I knew his game. He called my coffee death in a cup. I called him god’s gift to women. I wasn’t lying.

She’s off-limits. He has none. There’s a girl. Beautiful. Popular. Fake. And my obsession. My fall. Probably my damnation. Did that stop me? Do I care? No and no. There’s a line between right and wrong. Moral and immoral. And then there’s her. I cross every limit with blood-coated fingers. She says she hates me. I say I hate her too as I trap her, own her. Make her all mine.

My life is basically a three-item to-do list: 1. Keep my eight-year-old daughter happy. 2. Keep my job at the elementary school. 3. Keep my big, scary dream of being a full-time artist locked up where it can’t break my heart. Easy. Manageable. Drama-free. And then Fisher Wright strolls into Star Falls. Tall. Charming. British. The kind of dangerously attractive that should come with a warning label—or maybe a hazmat suit in my size. He’s here for eight weeks, helping a famous music superstar record her next album. We have one harmless, flirty conversation at the local bar.