Fall under the spell of Keira and Ryker as they work together find the killer behind the brutal deaths of Salem's Crossroads Coven. ***** Dr. Keira Wynter, an Anthropology professor and expert in the occult, is called in to assist with an investigation that has her returning to a place she vowed she would never set foot in again. In one night, Salem has lost its most powerful coven and the only defense to keep the Crossroads closed. The city, a haven for witches, vampires and demons who hide in plain sight, is now under threat. No one is safe as the body count piles up, and Keira must work with the local Sheriff to find out who's targeting the city's most powerful witches and why. As they begin to unravel the mystery, they discover things are not as they seem and come to the realization that there is a deadly force in play; a force willing to sacrifice anything and everything that gets in its way. With each step closer to the truth, Keira not only needs to deal with the ghosts of her past, but also contend with her attraction to Sheriff Ryker Kincaid, the vampire she is inexplicably drawn to.

Tyler "Tank" Carter, a 22 year old truck driver crosses paths with Kayla Knight, an 18 year old girl who's running away home as he is enroute to drop off a load from Augusta, Georgia to Bangor, Maine.

In the opulent world of nobility, Elara, the overlooked bastard child of a wealthy lord, finds solace in the shadows of insignificance. However, her fate takes an unexpected turn when her sister is chosen to be courted by the crown prince of the kingdom. This moment presents Elara with the chance to break free from her perceived worthlessness and carve her own destiny. As Elara embraces the picturesque life at court, the tranquility is violently shattered when the palace falls under a brutal attack. The notorious warlord Malachi, who has been relentlessly conquering the continent, now sets his sights on Elara's kingdom. Miraculously spared in the onslaught, Elara soon discovers Malachi's unexpected interest in her. His intentions are clear - he aims to make Elara his queen. Haunted by questions of why the ruthless Malachi is so entranced by her, Elara grapples with the complexities of love in the midst of captivity. As the proposal looms and her family's safety hangs in the balance, Elara must navigate the treacherous waters of her emotions and decide whether to submit to the warlord's desires or resist at the risk of everything she holds dear. "What exactly is it that you want from me, your highness?" "Let's drop titles between us, hmm darling?" "I have no title." "Perhaps we should change that."

Illena Draekar had no idea why she applied to be a dragon rider. She had her reasons, of course. But her reasons were a secret, and Illena was so full of them that she didn't know anymore what was a secret and what was just a fact. She had a plan, that was a fact. But the plan itself was a secret. The war was getting worse, that was a fact, and was also a fact that Illena was the one to blame for that. Which war? That was a secret. Why she was the one to blame? Also a secret. Why she had so many secrets and so many facts? Well, that's a secret. But I'll give you a fact: she thinks it's time to fight. And what better place to begin than Basgiath? The marked ones were there. The dragons were there, the professors, the weapons, the lies, the reasons, they were all there. The only thing she did not expect to be there was love. But love was for children, and Garrick surely wasn't one. Illena may have fallen in love with him, anyway. But that was a secret as well. And also a fact. (This is a Fourth Wing fanfiction, the characters and the story belongs to Rebecca Yarros, only the main character, Illena, is original)

{Featured Story!} #1 in Supernatural #48 in Romance #5 in Historical Fiction "They say at night, the howls of wolves echo across the land, and in the morning farmers find their animals missing or slaughtered. Keep your wits about you, my dearest friend. Beware of the wolves." 1561 Alba - Scotland Màili is the only child of Catholic Lord, Seumas MacDhòmhnaill, and his wife Màiri. Most of her life has been spent hidden away in the Scottish countryside to keep her away from the rumours rife at court since her Mother's death. Màili knows one wrong move could bring those rumours at her feet too. Cries of witchcraft and gossip about her father's dwindling funds, means Màili's future remains uncertain. Close to destitute, her dowry gone, her only chance - in the eyes of her father at least - comes in the form of an unexpected marriage match from a family willing to pay handsomely for Màili's hand. It's an offer her father dare not refuse. Quickly married to a man she doesn't know, Torian Lyall flouts Màili's every belief in what is expected from her as a wife. Nor do he or his family seem overly interested in following Catholic tradition. Trapped amongst people so different from her, speaking a language she barely remembers from childhood, she's whisked away to her new home farther North than she's travelled before. The wild and mountain filled Highlands are a beautiful place; where purple heather and thick forests covers the land, and mighty sea winds batter the waves against ancient rock. Myth and mystery swirl as thick as the grey mists in the glens, where creatures from old stories are said still to roam. And the Lyall family have secrets of their own. Secrets that might involve her in some way. Secrets that make Màili hold her friend's advice closer than she thought she'd need to... Beware of the wolves. . .

"You're angry, frustrated. You want some form of release. I can help you with what you want." I drop my hand to trace the edge of his wrist sensually. "If that's what you want. I'm consenting." His eyes turn from brown to black within a matter of seconds, his nostrils flare as he attempts to keep everything together but I could tell he's struggling. He opens his mouth to speak but ends up pressing his hand to my throat, slamming me into the corridor wall. Kassian's lips graze my jaw, feeling the heat of his body radiate against mine. "What I want is to fuck you hard until you're screaming, your legs are shaking and your pussy is dripping." My mouth quivers at his words, keeping the eye contact between us. "Then take me," I pant out desperately. "Right here. Right now." . . . When Cleo is cursed by her mother because of long term envy, she turns to a life of misery and torment. The curse slowly killing her day by day, the main purpose to block her ability to sense her mate. Cleo despises everyone, destroying anything and everything in her way, her heart growing colder by the second. When she trespasses on Kassian's land, an Alpha with severe anger issues. His pack fight to spare her life after Kassian is adamant on killing her, not trusting her vicious ways. But Cleo is out for revenge on her mother and she won't stop until she's got it. 18+

I let his fingers slip between my lips and taste myself once again. "This is what you will do with me" he whispered looking at my lips. "You will wrap your lips around it" I followed his instructions and wrapped my lips around his two fingers. I looked at his eyes and I immediately found his gaze which was torn between my lips and eyes. He inhaled again before continuing speaking. "You will slowly lick and suck it" he winked with a grin. "And you will try your best to fully take me in your mouth like this" he said, pushing his fingers even more inside my mouth. He grabbed my chin with his free hand. "Isn't that right, Rea? You will try to take me all?" He slowly asked and I nodded bringing my own fingers to my clit, trying to touch it the same way he did. He looked down to what I was doing and grinned. "Good girl, but I will continue with that" he told me, removing his fingers from my mouth and grabbing my wrist to stop me. *** Finding a wounded man in the middle of the wood was the last thing Rea had imagined to see during her stroll. She had never thought her innocent gesture of rescuing and healing him would have turned her life upside down. He claimed her as his mate. A ruthless predator that enjoyed the kill and shedding blood around for his own purpose. He was part of a species her whole family told her to stay away from. Werewolves. And she discovered soon how she was mated to one of the strongest one. Callendon. Her personal nightmare. MATURE CONTENT - ONLY 18 + FOR MATURE AUDIENCE

Evie, a human nurse working at a fighting arena called The Pits, dreams of opening her own sanatorium to help children affected by the disease that took her nephew's life. She is solely focused on her goals, until unexpected feelings develop for a certain tall, broad, green fighter. Roth, the top-ranked orc fighter in The Pits, has secretly harbored romantic feelings for Evie for years. He has even gone to the extreme of intentionally getting injured in the arena, just to experience her touch and care. To him, the wounds he endures in the arena are not the most painful; the true source of his agony is the fear that Evie might not return his affections. Fighting Hearts is an orc romance, set in an early 1900s-vibe fantasy world and has a HEA. Excerpt.

A daughter born admits snow with ice in her eyes and fire in her heart A son born admits flames with fire in his eyes and ice in his heart The union between the Wolf Lady of the North and the Dragon Prince of the South will forever be remembered as A Song of Ice and Fire

It's been ten years since the fall of humanity. I was only ten years old when the zombies took over. The military told us to flee underground, explaining that it was safer. The zombies are smart, too smart. They can learn to hide themselves. Some of them disguise themselves to look like normal people. We tell them apart by checking their eyes. Zombies have enlarged pupils compared to humans. No one knows why. 🏆 3rd place in The Flames Awards Sci-Fi category 🏆3rd place in The Slayer Book Awards 🏆3rd place in The Siren's Curse Awards @ScienceFiction added The Dead Walk Among Us to their Zombies reading list.