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My name is Zayn Bronsyn, and I think I screwed up. I wasn't supposed to fall, especially not for her. She's in a league of her own, and I'm just her brother's scumbag friend. The last time I saw her, she was thirteen with braces. Now, she's back from boarding school with an hourglass body that'll bring me to my knees. If Easton finds out I hooked up with his sister, he might actually kill me. She's too innocent, too perfect for a guy like me, but I can't resist dragging her into my messed-up world. Amelia Donovan might be the one to revive my blackened heart.

As vice president of the Riot MC Biloxi Chapter, Brute lives for his motorcycle club. Meeting Kenzie Whitehall challenges his dedication to his carefree lifestyle. Everything about her appeals to him, but he knows she’s looking for commitment. She’s forced to tell him she’s a single mom, which should send Brute packing, but he can’t stay away. Meanwhile, Brute has a homicide detective breathing down his neck. The officer believes Brute has answers in an unsolved murder, and he isn’t above playing Kenzie against Brute to solve the case.

Ending my marriage is one of the best things I’ve ever done, and I vowed never to settle for anything less than I deserved again. In fact, taking time for myself—with no distractions—was all I needed. Of course, I never saw him coming. Gorgeous and amusing, he convinced me to agree to five rules.

My whole life has been a lie. Nobody truly knows me. But I know myself, and I’m a coward. Years ago when my heart shattered, I used the weakest adhesives to put it back together. I can’t risk falling in love. My soul is too fragile. Love isn’t guaranteed. It’s always a gamble. And I know, better than most, that it’s not worth the fall. The body can only withstand so many tragedies before it ceases to exist. Only one person has made me want more. Only one. Yet I know it would break me to lose him, and he’d be impossible to recover from. The loss—devastating.

Gunner Dreven, the star goalie of the NHL team The Cranes, is known as a beast both on and off the ice. He usually sports a scowl and isn’t one for conversation, though he’s no stranger to the occasional bar fight. Penelope Stellars is as closed off as they come, with very little social life outside of work. She thrives on staying busy as the PR and social media manager for the Crane Hockey team. The two are perfect enemies. Gunner can’t stand Penny and the way she always bosses him around. Penny hates how hard Gunner makes her job with his inability to control his temper.

The fragile peace between realms shatters as Eero's fight to reclaim his throne pushes the rebellion forward. War looms on the horizon, and his destiny rests on a blade's edge. Amidst the chaos, Aurelie and Eero uncover the darkest shadows of their realm that threaten the fabric of their bond. What was an unlikely union twists into life or death, and restoring balance becomes a greater threat than just reclaiming his throne. A malevolent force born by the chaos of war emerges from the depths of the fae realm as Aurelie grapples with the consequences of her magic.

As an author, words have always been my escape. In my mind, I've lived the many versions of happily ever afters I've written for the world to listen to. I've created swoon-worthy men who would do anything for the women they love. The worlds I've created have left women wishing the stories I've penned were real. Yet my life outside the pages is void of romance and dictated by fear—something I have in abundance while my trust is scarce. I'm terrified of the horrors that could break me and avoid them at all costs. But he found me anyway.

The number one rule in life: never make a deal with Death…even if Death is your sister. Theodra, Goddess of War, knows not to break this rule. But like all arrogant gods, she does just that. Unable to hold back, she destroys a ship full of traffickers, unaware there are girls on board. When one of them dies, Theo trades with Death for a soul she will someday love. A soul for a soul. A good deal, in her esteemed opinion, since she is incapable of falling in love.

We kissed once; when we were teenagers at a party. It was my first kiss and my first crush on a girl I could never have. If I had known then that she'd be the love of my life, I would have done things differently.