The pits taught me to trust no one. House Ravilon taught me I might be wrong about that. Finley's still fighting what's between us. Lysander's chaos is growing on me. Reyker sees through every lie. And somewhere between temple trials and gods who speak in riddles, I stopped pretending I could walk away from any of them. The deal was clear enough: collect the artifacts, earn my freedom. But gods don't hand out weapons without a reason. And House Ravilon didn't buy a pit fighter just to win tournaments. When we get back to the villa, Silas and Axlan are waiting. So is something else. Twenty years of survival might not be enough for whatever comes next. **Updates every Monday and Friday starting March 13th at 12pm EST**

Neely Lynch wants nothing more than to stay hidden from the spotlight. Raised in the human world, she knows only stories of her true home. A place where dragons rule the skies and wolves prowl in the dark of night. A place where her family name speaks of a terrible and bloody history. A history that no one wants to remember. Fated to be a Dragon Rider, a powerful breed who rule by fire and sword, Neely must learn to hide her heritage in a country which would seek to destroy it. Especially when she is bonded to a breed of dragon that is feared above all and thought to be extinct until then. Demons rise and threaten the fragile peace in Valaxia, forcing Neely to either accept who and what she is, or watch her friends and country fall. (Book One in the Riders Series)

Sci-fi nut, blonde bombshell, and severely no filter Brooke is ready for a fresh start. Done are the days of trashy boyfriends, who couldn't find the right spot if there were fluorescent signs pointing to it, and deadbeat mega mooches. Not to mention, the one night stands that leave you having to take a mental inventory of exactly what you've brought with you, when you're trying to make a speedy exit. That is until she meets Deacon. The mountain of a man she wouldn't mind trekking up to reach the top. He's the right kind of charming, the perfect amount of flirt, and the first guy who hasn't looked stumped when she opens her mouth to sass. In fact he's lightning quick on the sass himself. There's just one problem.. He doesn't date. In fact, Deacon's specialty is the one night of hot, sweaty fun. Something which Brooke is avoiding like the damn plague. However, when the conversations flow on, the insane attraction grows stronger, and the time spent together gets more heated, will they be able to resist the obvious pull they have towards each other forever?... Or does the man who never dates, have a reason for it that might tear them apart over and over...

When 19-year-old Nathalia witnesses a murder she becomes the key witness in a huge case against several high-ranking mob members, which means she must go into the witness protection program. To protect her she gets assigned a bodyguard, the mysterious but handsome Darius. He's cold and distant, but she can't help but feel like there's more to him than meets the eye. The question is: will he allow her to get close enough to find out what it is? Previously known as 'My Bodyguard And I' and in editing. Reached #2 in New Adult Reached #3 in Teen Fiction Reached #4 in Romance

Logan Romano didn't just enter the NHL. He tore through it. Dark. Brooding. Untouchable. With brutal talent and a reputation as cold as the New York winter, Logan dominates both the ice and every room he walks into. He doesn't lose. He doesn't bend. And he certainly doesn't fall in love. Not after the last time. Not until November Levine crashes into his life like a beam of sunlight he never asked for. She's warmth where he's storm clouds. She's soft where he's jagged edges. A walking contradiction to everything Logan swore he needed. When a deal forces the polar opposites under one roof, tensions ignite fast. Teasing turns to feuds. Feuds turn into something dangerously close to desire. And Logan is forced to confront the one promise he's never broken. Because once you step into the light- it's impossible to return. ✩ Grumpy x sunshine • forced proximity • slow burn Will the hockey captain cross that line? ✩ "Nova." I whisper, my voice low and hoarse against her neck. "Stop it." "Stop what." She whimpers back innocently as her thighs tighten around my hips. My teeth nip at the skin on her jaw in warning. "Either stop teasing, or put me out of my fucking misery." November pulls her head back from mine, resting it against the wall, and bats her lashes up at me. "Say please."

Anxious overachiever, Sophia Calloway, has a plan; graduate top of her class, get into a top 3 law school, keep her head down and emotions quieter. So when the University of Michigan's ice hockey team targets her in a prank gone wrong? She's ready to call campus security, drop-kick the nearest jock and move on with her structured little life. Instead, she gets Holden Zhao. Captain of the hockey team- too charming for his own good, worryingly reckless and absolutely allergic to authority. And now- assigned to her beloved library shift as punishment. Holden has never met a girl who doesn't fall at his feet. Sophia has never met a boy who makes her want to scream... and maybe kiss, all in the same breath. He calls her uptight. She calls him a menace. But the longer they're stuck together, the harder it is to pretend it's just a punishment. The less it feels like one, too. ➳♡➳ "I'm not going to kiss you, Soph." She crosses her arms defensively. "And why the hell not?" "I'm not going to kiss you," My lips graze the shell of her ear. "Until you beg me to." ➳♡➳ Slow burn. Enemies to friends to lovers. Banter like a whiplash. One anxious overachiever. One chaotic hockey captain. This was never part of the plan.