what? Marriage and a baby carriage?I thought I had my happily ever after. Four incredible, gorgeous mates, a new enormous house, a growing relationship with my brothers, and my own business rescuing and caring for animals.But I feel something lingering out there. A darkness. A darkness who calls himself my father.Elrohir is back. My brothers and I may have overcome him last time, but he has returned darker and more powerful than ever. He will stop at nothing to destroy me. No one and nothing I love is safe.To defeat him, I'll have to embrace the shadows that linger in my Dark Changeling heart. Am I strong enough to raise and control the King of Demons and overcome my father, or will I lose everything?It's time to pull on my extra-large, extra-durable leggings and kick some father-fecking ass.Calluna is a paranormal romance that is a part of the Silver Springs shared universe. Calluna will not be choosing at the end.Scroll up to pre-order this sassy #whychoose romantic comedy today!

    I put on an act and wear a mask to hide my deepest desires. But what happens when my mask slips, and I fall in love with my inner darkness?My first kill was an accident—not an accident really, but self-defense more like. The second time I killed was truly an accident. The all-consuming need to feel that rush again, took over me when the opportunity presented itself.My third kill was given to me like a gift; the only thing missing was a bow. Someone’s been watching me, a secret admirer. Instead of leaving me with flowers, they left me photos, a weapon, and a file on someone deserving their end. I shouldn’t be more intrigued with my stalker—with the man who knows my deepest secret. But then again, I’ve never felt things the way normal people do.Not one to wait on my stalker to reveal himself, I find myself obsessing over my new hobby. Lucky for me, that includes a few chiseled men I can't pass up. Maybe letting others in my bed will inspire my stalker to come forward.This will be a RH novel with plenty of trigger warnings. Please also note, this may be a temporary placeholder date for release, and it could move forward.

    More like a Demon’s curse.He has me trapped, drowning in the deep brown of his irises.I’m confined and bound by the devilish smirk that lines his sinful mouth.No matter how hard my mind tries to convince me to leave,My heart begs to stay exactly where I am, A prisoner to Hail O’Brien.HailI wish I never laid eyes on her, the girl whose face brings me nightmares of another.She’s a sinful package wrapped in an angel’s bow and I’m the Demon ripping it open.I tried to turn my back, to let her go but I’m too weak.I’ll use the excuse of protecting her to stick around but one day soon,She’ll be nothing but a distant memory, a name on a tombstone, Sky Martin.**This is Sky and Hail's story and even though it will have an HEA. The plot will continue into the next and final book***

    Fourteen other people face my fate, and we all know that not everyone will make it. It is survival of the fittest, after all.If only that was the worst of it.After wolves attack our shelter, I discover the existence of wolf-shifters and the real reason we’re all here.The wolfpacks of Shadow Moon Island need fresh blood for their species to thrive. They’ve been capturing humans from the mortal world to expand their population for decades. Those who survive the bite prove to be worthy of their supposed gift. Yet, I don’t feel very lucky. I feel like prey.Now, the wolves hunt me for being a female wolf-shifter. Some packs don’t want to blend the bloodlines. Others want me for only that purpose. As for me? I want to make it off this island alive.It takes embracing my nature as a wolf and bonding with the surviving men to learn to fight. Coming together as a pack awakens a side of me I never knew I had. These guys will protect me at all costs, even if it means risking their lives, and I will do the same for them.The packs will learn that they’re not in charge of us anymore. These wild wolves can’t be tamed. I’ll get my wolfpack off this island and back to the civilized world, even if I must send it to the bottom of the sea.

    Thrusting single mothers into hardships and then leaving them to watch as their children struggle, only to fail. I couldn’t become that statistic, I needed to push myself beyond my limits, and rip my family out of that mold. Forcing myself to be better, do better, and letting my body take the brunt of those efforts. All I could see was that endzone and what it would mean for my impoverished family.Just when I think I’ve made it, thinking that all the blood, sweat, and tears were worth it, I’m slapped back into reality. No grass is greener, no matter where you are, and no amount of money makes you a good person.Love is not kind and if it’s not conventional, it’s disregarded. Secrets born from shame and anger nurtured from hate, blend inside my heart. How can love win when everyone wants it to fail?

    Trained by the best since birth, I've been molded in my father's image - strong, fearless, and deadly. Then he died unexpectedly, and my world shattered. But all was not lost. He left me a note. Gave me a purpose. He wanted me to take up his mantle and become the king's next assassin. This was my shot, my time to shine, to honor my father's memory and prove that all of his lessons weren't a waste. The only problem? The king demanded the heads of Rykon, Ajax and Zayden, the three heirs of the city's major guilds. Those are the three heads of the men I gave my heart to six years ago. The three men I left behind without a word. The only three heads I can't kill.With no choice but to run, I hide in the one place I know they wouldn't dare look. The one place no one chooses to go - the slums. It's there that I start to build a life. That all changes when I get news from an old friend. News that turns everything upside down. Now, I have a new purpose - I want revenge. But I need help in order to pull it off. Help from those same men I left all those years ago. I need to make them an offer they can't refuse. Trigger Warning: This book contains graphic scenes, harsh language, killing, torture and child slavery. Rape is mentioned. Graphic sex that involves blood play. This is a Reverse Harem. The Heroine does not choose one love interest but is involved with all.

    but it was so much more.We were tied together by more than a mutual connection.It ran deeper than blood.The thought of starting over again petrified me, but here I am, ready for a new beginning and the new adventure I craved, it just wasn't the one I had planned.Dear Heart, you screwed me.

    . . much to the dismay of the adventuring party of Michel, Hocus, and Ani. They are in need of an at least moderately capable fighter and it looks like Eugene, being a prince and all (albeit a bastard one), is going to be it as long as he wants in. Life on the road is different than Eugene expected, but there's no time to wallow in pouty disappointment; townsfolk are going missing and our heroes have answered the call to adventure. It feels straightforward enough; the perfect opportunity for the prince to save the day and make his companions some coin before moving on to the next distraction. But outside the palace walls, Eugene crashes into a hard reality: the system that kept him safe in his silk-sheeted bed isn't particularly concerned with the well-being of anyone who isn't him. Eugene will have to level-up his awareness if he means to be a real hero, and time is running short!

    

    Perhaps that is why no man has made an offer of marriage...Not that it matters. The life of a country spinster will do quite nicely.That is, until she's approached by the Earl of Brightstone to assist him in becoming more appealing in his search for a wife. She readily agrees. After all, they would never suit.Not when he follows the rules, and she breaks them.Not when he overthinks everything, and she's so very impulsive.Not when he's looking to marry, and she knows she'll never receive a proposal.But hearts have a way of defying even the most pedantic minds, and opposites often create the brightest sparks...

    Where nothing is as it seems and the dead bodies are piling up.An all-new standalone from Lylah James and Brianna Hale.- dark romance- age-gap- lots of angst- a villain with a hero complex- a girl with a dangerous secret*full blurb coming soon*

     Most called him the Jailor. Some called him a monster. If he had a name, nobody had survived meeting him for long enough to tell it. They said he sat atop a mound of skulls and marked each of our deaths on his throne, like notches on a bedpost. Some tales told of how he had wings as dark as night—but he was no angel. He wore a crown of razor wire, they said, placed around four horns. I’d heard all the stories before. The only tale I cared about was the one that said he could bleed. Because if he could bleed, then he could die, and I was going to be the one to finally kill him. This is the story of how all those tales were wrong. And so was I. Ariana Nash © 2021 Dark fantasy romantic MM coming soon! Slow burn enemies to lovers.