ODETTE
Sold…One word seals my fate.
I’m sold to the highest bidder to settle my father’s debts, and now I’m at the mercy of a mafia prince.
Cillian is gorgeous. Heartless. Deadly.
And I’m his revenge.
There’s only one problem… Cillian isn’t the only one seeking vengeance. I’ve been chained and shackled long enough.
So when Cillian threatens to burn my family to the ground if I disobey him, I can’t help but hand him the matches.
CILLIAN
Bought…I wanted revenge so I bought it.
And now Odette is mine.
It’s not her fault her father placed her on the auction block when I was looking for something of his to break. But he handed me his prized possession. And to ruin him—I’ll start with her.
Odette can fight me, she can resist, she can beg. She’ll learn to play her part in this game.
Except one taste of her fire, and all my rules break.
I vowed ‘til death.And for her, I’ll do anything.

I chose wrong.
While my future is promised to one man, my heart wants Crew Kingsley.
My enemy. My addiction. My boyfriend’s brother.
Crew isn’t the prince in any girl’s story. He doesn’t want to win my love, he wants to steal it—simply so he can make me regret ever letting him.
If only I wasn’t addicted to his pain.
Crew’s hate burns too hot.His heart is too cold.But his punishment… is just right.
When given two choices, a smart girl picks the safest. But Crew made me sick, I made my choice, and even if they think they already wrote our ending, the story is about to change.

Every year on Christmas Day, the Midnight Manor opens its doors for the rich and elite to indulge their fantasies. Only those with an invite get past the gate. And once you do, there’s no leaving until the clock strikes twelve on New Year’s Eve.
When a mysterious crimson envelope lands on my doorstep by mistake, I know better than to accept the invitation. I’m not a girl who breaks the rules. And I’m never reckless.
Only this year, I need an escape. And the Midnight Manor promises the perfect solution.
But when I draw the attention of the ruthless man running the madness, all bets are off.
His game. His rules.
And the longer I play, the more I start to wonder if my receiving an invitation was an accident at all.

I made a mistake.
Hearts are the most fragile part of the body, and I trusted mine with Jude Carlisle.
My villain. My weakness. My stepbrother.
Fairytales have a way of turning the most innocent things wicked.
Jude lied through his teeth, and I fell for every word. Then he burned both our families to the ground in a sick game of revenge and never looked back.
When I see him again years later—tattooed, pierced, as vicious and lethal as ever—I should know better. Except this time, I'm not the girl looking for a hero. And I'm tempted to let Jude eat me alive if it means I'll finally be his.
I thought I knew the truth.I thought I unmasked all the monsters.I thought I understood how our story would end.
But the trouble with wolves is they’re always lying. And what big lies mine told.

"Romance is dead, and that’s fine by me. After all, I’m in the business of heartbreak, and it’s booming."
As one of Seattle’s top divorce attorney’s, I’m climbing my way up the corporate food chain one broken heart at a time.
Lavish parties – checkHot dates – double checkNo strings attached – wouldn’t have it any other way
Being a notorious heartbreaker has its perks. Until one too many drinks and a ring on my left hand changes everything.
If only I stayed in.If only I stopped after the third shot.If only I said truth instead of dare.

"Nothing draws a good girl like a bad boy, and I like the worst of them."
My life is perfect. At least, in my books and in my head it is. Reality, not so much.
As a best-selling romance author, I expected more bulging biceps, hot dates, and happily ever afters. Instead, I’m faced with a revolving door of deadbeat boyfriends, swiping misfortunes, and failed relationships.
So, of course the universe would send me pain-in-the-ass Carson Calloway in a moment like this—Mr. Sexy, Scandalous Crime Writer—not to mention, my childhood best friend who stomped all over my teenage heart and left it for dead ten years ago.
What was supposed to be a week-long writing retreat to reignite my passion on the pages, is starting to feel like a massive game of chicken.
I know better than to trust Carson’s wicked smiles.I know better than to give second chances.I know better than to fall for the bad boy…. again.
But no one loves fixing a broken man like I do. And Carson knows all the secrets to drawing out this good girl’s bad behavior.
(18+ due to mature content)