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She poured fire into my cold, emotionless heart. Now all I see and feel is her.I'm a cold-blooded killer from the deep, always getting MSA's most hazardous underwater tasks. Fear and emotion are foreign to me, which makes me efficient but too call
Every living thing is repelled by my corpse-like body... but not my wife.Liches are almost gone, only a handful of us left. I must marry to keep my race from extinction, yet how? No living female will ever stoop so low as to marry a lich. People fear us.
My neighbor believes in Christmas magic. That's because someone takes out her trash, does her dishes and laundry, clears snow from her driveway, and puts up Christmas decorations in her house. She has no idea it's me, her stalker neighbor, who wat
Police sirens ring louder while blood drips from my hands. I must hide, but it's Christmas Eve, and all houses shine with colorful lights. All but one.Too late do I realize the house is not empty. A woman lives here alone, hidden in the dark and playi
A broken woman finds herself in a haunted house with three dangerous spirits bent on revenge--but her darkest desires might be the greatest threat of all . . . Harlow's brother, Noah, always vowed to protect his beloved sister. And when she lost her a
She's so pristine and innocent. I'll drag her into obscenity.The senator's daughter is being targeted by terrorists specializing in mind control. Considering the high-profile life she leads, filled with ballet performances, charity galas, and
She stole her way into my cold, serpent heart like a thief in the night. The tiny human hires me to shield her from the vengeance of a powerful organization. There's nothing wrong with that, except she stole from them, got caught, and now I have to cl
Three vengeful spirits. One broken woman. One night.Harlow can't live with herself after the traumatic events of a fateful Halloween night two years ago. Half-broken then, she's shattered now. The only way forward is to go back to the abandoned ho
The devil craves my soul. It calls to him like the scent of fresh blood. I am not afraid.The night of summer solstice, I do something stupid. Drawn to the fire of magic, I approach the gods in their sacred circle. I am just a mortal, one of many. I should
The devil won't let me run. I feel his hot breath on my nape wherever I go.I'm trapped in a world of magic and monsters, ruled by laws I don't understand, inhabited by creatures older and far more vicious than me. Here, I am a mere mortal. I a