Some might even say perfect. They say that I’m a pretty girl. They say I should be happy. They say that I have nothing to be angry about. That I’m popular. A cheerleader. That I’m perfect. Perfect. Perfect. Perfect. But all they see is what’s on the outside. On the inside I’m raw, open, bleeding. Scars that can’t seem to heal the wounds. Carrying dark secrets about who I really am.How afraid I am to tell the truth.And it’s slowly killing me. RylerTattoos. Piercing. Scars. The guy who can’t speak. Gothic freak. Mute. Punk. I’ve heard it all. They say that I’m probably dangerous. They say people should stay away from me. They say. They say. They say.But who are they anyway? To decide what I am. They don’t know what’s hidden beneath the scars. Beneath the piercings and tattoos. The secrets I keep hidden beneath the silence.Maybe if they knew, they wouldn’t fear me so much. Then again, maybe they’d fear me more.

    New/alternate cover edition here.USA Today bestselling author of the King Series, T.M. Frazier, brings you an all-new trilogy with a sexy anti-hero you're going to love to hate, and a ballsy heroine with more up her sleeve than just tricks. Love is supposed to be a fairy tale.Ours is a death wish.I'm the executioner for the Bedlam Brotherhood. She's a con artist working for my greatest enemy. I use her. She manipulates me.We find ourselves on opposite sides of a bloody war. My heart and head tell me I have to stay away. My lust for her doesn't give a sh*t. Nothings fair in love and gang war.

     I’m in way over my head. But I have debts to pay. They call my name. The spotlight is on. The auction starts. Mr. Black is the highest bidder. He’s dark, rich, and powerful. He likes to play games. The only rule is there are no rules. But it’s just one night. What’s the worst that can happen? BLACK EDGE Series Reading Order 1. Black Edge 2. Black Rules 3. Black Bounds 4. Black Contract 5. Black Limit *Beware of spoilers in the reviews below that are without spoiler alerts* **The Black Edge series are full-length, volume sets of the His to Take series with print editions.**

    I’ve taken on every unlawful labor with brawn and a side of madness, earning me the president patch on my cut.I am unstoppable.A force no one reckons with. Until my uncle from a rival club discovers a weakness I didn’t even know I had.Monet. With beautiful honey eyes that remind me of my gold plated Magnum and resilience that has my focus only on her, betrayal erupts around us. Lost in a façade of love and lust, enemies slip into my circle. No one can be trusted. I’ll dig until every traitor is taken down.Bury them all in the wake of my destruction. I’ve always been the hero. A god.Now, the villain rises.

    Fallon’s mask is real, what you see is what you get. Growing up with two loving parents in Chicago, graduating in Chicago, and now working a job she loves, she enjoys her life. Her untarnished world is shaken when Luca crosses her path. Luca’s mask is tightly controlled. Distrust, rivalry, and violence rule his life.When confronted with insecurities, when the one you love wears his mask perfectly, when your life unravels and you don’t know why, do you keep trusting the person you love? Everyone has a façade. Everyone has an ulterior motive.A contemporary romance/ romantic thriller in dual point of view. Contains sexual content and violence.

    He’s not the forever kind of guy. All he needs is his work and his lifelong friends, who are more family than anything after all these years.But when his buddy double dog dares him to hit on Gratitude Peaks' new Science teacher on Halloween night, Law gets hit with a titanic-sized curveball that cracks his exterior. One look is all it takes for him to start melting, losing his heart faster than you can say ‘Beam me up, Scotty.’Law isn’t a man to shy away from something he wants. Marigold Jimenez has him melting fast and furious, and he’s ready for a forever with her. Nothing is going to hold him back from doing everything he can to claim Mari as his own.All he needs is one chance. And Law is ready to lay it on thick. Anything to butter Mari up into giving him a chance at forever.The temps are dropping, and the season is changing. Join us for the Friendsgiving Chronicles as this group of life-long friends fall in love. Guaranteed to be jam packed with autumn vibes, HEAs, smoking-hot, dirty-talkin’ men and the sassy women they lose their hearts to. What a great time to be grateful, thankful & blessed!

    However, it turned out I was in the wrong class, with the wrong professor, at the wrong time. One decision to become an apprentice changed my entire life.After being left with nothing, including my true identity, money, family, and friends, I was evicted from my apartment. I knew I’d have to run and hide while struggling with starvation, but then a shady job offer became an appealing option in the midst of my desperation. I was fully aware of the risks involved, but I’m well versed in reading people and assuming their intentions. Therefore, I was confident I wouldn’t end up being that woman who ran into a trap that was decorated with luxurious accommodations and high-class amenities. I also wasn’t the type to reach for bait disguised as a gorgeous man with lust pooling in his eyes.As it turns out, though … I was wrong about everything—almost everything. I fell into the rabbit hole where nothing was as it seemed from the outside, and I had no clue I was the puppeteer of it all.

    Hiring a personal assistant seems like the best idea, especially when one comes highly recommended. But as soon as I lay eyes on Asha Jordan's beautiful face and sexy body, it's going to be impossible to keep my hands to myself, especially since we're going to be together all week in New Orleans. She's the consummate professional, and I try to be too...until I just can't help myself any longer and toss up a Hail Mary... Asha When my actress client gets sidelined with an injury, she asks me to do her a favor: babysit Logan Sinclair, the Wolves' star quarterback, during the week before the Super Bowl. He's hot, and everyone wants a piece––so I'm told. I expect a cocky, disrespectful pain in my rear, but what I get is actually...a sweet guy. It doesn't hurt he's the most gorgeous man I've ever seen in my life, but I don't mix business with pleasure. Even when that pleasure promises to be so, so good... DEEP PASS: Hard Chargers Book 1 is an insta-love, happily-ever-after, STEAMY romance. No cliffhangers, no cheating. This is a standalone story part of the Hard Chargers series.

    It hurts us. It pushes us. It punishes us. Or, for the few poor souls out there like me...it defines us. I'm not a good person. There are no redeeming qualities about me...not anymore. Any that I had, I'd given to the devil on the night that changed everything. The night my baby sister died. The night I murdered her killer. Yes, I've taken a life...and I would do it again in a heartbeat. And I would never, ever, have an ounce of regret for being who I am. Until her. My name is Jackson Reid. There are two things you need to know about me. The first—is that I'm in love with Alyssa Tanner. The second—is that I'm a murderer. My name is Alyssa Tanner, but you probably know me as the whore who caused her step-father to lose the election for New York City Mayor. And you would be right- because the day the world branded me a slut I decided to become one. You think you know all there is to know about me because you've seen what I look like naked. Believe me, you haven't even cracked the surface. What you don't know—is my past, because I've been forced to keep it a secret to ensure my safety. What you don't know is my pain. Because if you did—you'd be dead. I bet you think you know how this story will unfold...but trust me, you really have no idea. Warning: Due to strong language, some violence, explicit sexual content, and some dark elements, this book is not intended for readers under the age of 18. This is a full-length, novel. (100,000+ words.)

    One thing the Horsemen have learnedIs everything comes at a priceAnd now they are going have to payAs they prepare for war against a new enemyThey all know one thing for sure, this will change them forever.Lines will be crossed.Bullets will fly.Blood will be shed.Lives will be lost.Brought to their knees is this end of the HorsemenOr will they ride from hell once again?

    The day I watched my husband murder the woman who was pregnant with his child, my point didn’t just break, it exploded like a full magazine’s worth of hollow points firing through the barrel of a fully-automatic AK-47. Literally. I am no longer his American Princess, nor am I his slave. Now, I’m a murderer in hiding. My name was Bryleigh Carter Oliveira, and that was my story. Translucent is one woman's story of breaking free, starting over, and learning to trust again through willful submission.

    The Reaper is hot on your tail,What have you done?You’ve made it onto her list,Who did you hurt?The hunt is just the beginning,How far can you run?Your soul is hers to reap,Where can you hide?Watch out for her scythe,Why do you cry?The life of a vigilante is meant to be a lonely one,Roaming darkened streets and collecting secrets.Until the four of them forced their way into mine,Stirring up feelings I didn’t know I had.But if they try to fuck with my plans,My pretty knife will be through their throats and my bloody scythe on their foreheads.

     We met three days ago. Now we're getting married. Here are the facts: I hate weddings. I hate relationships. I don't believe in love. Lucky me, none of that matters to Conner Whynn. He's the gorgeous slice of beefcake I met up with for a single night of fun. And it WAS fun. Unforgettable, actually. But now that he knows all my secrets, I can't ever see him again. That's my rule. So why am I going to have to stare at his brutally handsome face every day for the next week? Because my mother is my world. I'll do anything to help her out—even snag a pretend fiancé. Conner is my only option on such short notice. Seven days with a stranger. After that, we can split. Which is what I want. Or . . . I did. Here are the NEW facts: I still hate weddings. I don't hate THIS relationship . . . And I believe our fake love can become real.

    I hand pick girls from the street who have no options left in life and give them an opportunity they can’t possibly refuse. They come to work in the Lafayette Club which is full of EXQUISITE DEBAUCHERY, where influential men come to conduct business and lap dances are considered a fine art. The girls are trained, they are morphed, they are educated, they follow the rules of the club and they know to submit to me. They live by my motto, no relationships, no love, just sex. They are never touched, only by me, they are never completely naked, only with me, and their personas are entirely anonymous. The only person who knows who they truly are, is me, Jett Colby. If these girls were ever seen on the streets of New Orleans, you would never know they were a Jett Girl.