“We’ll meet again soon, Isabella,” he said softly. “I hope you’ll be well prepared for your new reality, but even still, no amount of preparation will get you ready for what’s coming.” *** After my husband cheated on me with his first love, my father forced me into a new marriage. My new husband turned out to be the man I had a one-night stand with the night my world came crashing down. But Alexander was different from the man I met that night. He was grumpy, didn't smile, and I think he hates me. Then I met his father. Leonardo Hayes with soft eyes, a seductive smile, and he was far too interested in me. That night, everything changed. They said I belong to them. They say I was chosen for a reason. The fine line between right and wrong was crossed multiple times. It was overlooked at first, but then everything started going wrong. Tension starts to rise, and the truth begins to unfold. What do you think I should do when I found out that both men weren't humans? That they were something that should only exist in fairytales. And what do you think I should do when my ex-husband comes back on his knees, pleading that he wants me back?

“Say it like you mean it, darling,” he purred, leaning in and licking my neck, “and I might stop.”*My mother got remarried… and cursed me in the process.I thought moving into this mansion would be the worst part of it. I was wrong.Because living here means living under the same roof with them.The Varkas brothers.Beautiful. Dangerous. Possessive.And absolutely, devastatingly off-limits.They call me “stepsister.”But the way they look at me? The way they touch me?It’s anything but brotherly.There’s something wrong with them. Something not… human.I can feel it in the way their eyes flash when they’re angry.In the way their bodies burn hotter than they should.In the way they move, like predators in the dark.I don’t know what they are.But I know one thing… whatever’s hunting me now, I won’t survive it.Not if I keep letting them close.Not if I keep letting them ruin me with their hands, their mouths, their filthy words.I should run.I should fight.But the truth is… part of me doesn’t want to escape.Because whatever they are…I crave it.And once they claim me, there’s no coming back.One more thing… All three of them touch me, all three of them make me feel things, but there’s one in particular…One…*AUTHOR’S NOTE: A fair warning before you open this book; this isn't a sweet romance kind of book. It’s dark, filled with sensual fantasies, fleshing longings, erotic musings, and lots, and lots of smut. So if this is your kind of vibe, “Welcome, princess and make sure you wear your seat belt.” But if this is not, then…

Calista had always believed the past was meant to stay buried, hidden in the shadows of memory. But why, then, was her past creeping back into the light, intertwining with her present?She spent her days in a fractured state—broken, miserable, angry at the world. But at least she had carved out a semblance of peace, until Jaxon Castillo stepped into her life. With his hot body and expressive eyes, he shattered her fragile calm, dragging her into a tumultuous conflict she wanted no part of—a life that haunted her more than anything else.She had convinced herself she was free from the ghosts of her past, that they had perished along with her family. Yet, as she found herself drawn deeper into Jaxon’s orbit, his intense gaze unraveling her defenses, shadows of her history began to resurface. With every stolen glance, she felt herself surrendering pieces of her heart to him, pieces she had sworn to protect.Both held secrets—dark, potent truths that threatened to dismantle everything they had built. Secrets capable of turning the world against them.Calista was fire and rage; Jaxon was cool water and soothing. They would risk everything to protect each other, even if loving each other was what could destroy them both. ––TRIGGER WARNING; Sexual content, PTSD and trauma responses, Violence. Reader discretion is advised.

Ravenna was born a disgrace—wolf-less, exiled, and left for dead by her own pack. But death refused her. Rescued after a near-death incident, she awakens with untapped powers, far more dangerous than any wolf. Stolen away by Alpha Darius, a ruthless leader feared across all packs, their meeting sparks chaos: they’re fated mates. Bound by a prophecy drenched in blood, Ravenna discovers her lineage holds the key to either salvation or destruction. With an ancient war on the horizon and dark forces hunting her, Ravenna must decide—embrace the unstoppable force within her or let it consume them all.

!!MATURE CONTENT. VIOLENCE AND BLOOD!!"A one-year contract marriage. I know you’re investigating something,"—Lena's heart sped up and she fought to keep her features blank— "and I can help you with that. In exchange, for one year, my resources will be yours. Full access. No strings attached—except the ones in the contract, of course."Lena's heart raced. A marriage proposal, but with a twist.***Betrayed and burning for vengeance, Lena Santoro—now Selene Costa—enters a deadly game of love and lies with Rafe Moretti, a mafia don with secrets of his own. In Naples, where power and passion collide, their marriage of convenience becomes a battle for survival. Can they trust each other, or will betrayal tear them apart?

“Is it bad that I want to be friends with you?” I raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me? Was it not you, four nights ago, that said you didn't want to be family?” “Yes, Siri. I said family, not friends.” He shifted, his knee rubbing against mine, and I sucked in a sharp breath, wishing our knees were bare. “Friends can become something more. Family can’t. Friends can go out, get drunk, be reckless, and kiss in the back of the car. Family can’t.” He shifted again, his knee on mine again, and I swear, he was doing it on purpose. “Friends can be more, Siri. Accidents can happen in a friendship that might end up with both of us naked, and tangled together under the same sheet.” ~.~ Siri’s father had just married his fifth wife, and she already knew how it would end. But she didn't know how close she would get to her new family, or how tangled she would get with her stepbrother. Jackson was a man who made her mouth water and her insides melt. He made her attend every hockey game even though she didn't love the sport; she just enjoyed watching him be brutal on the ice. With his intense eyes and accent, she felt things she wasn't supposed to feel for someone who was supposed to be family. So she stayed away. Or tried to. There was no avoiding Jackson when he was everywhere, when his foot touched hers under the dining table, or his eyes never left hers even when their parents were watching. She was only a woman, and she no longer wanted to fight this fire between them, but every time they took a step forward, ghosts from the past threw them three steps back. A conversation left unfinished. A wound left to fester. A superstition born from trauma. A relationship that might ruin his career. An unhinged ex that flips both their worlds. They should have stayed family until this marriage ended and they had to go their separate ways, but kind attracts kind, and Siri and Jackson were broken, messed up, and everything kept going down to hell. They also kept fighting the devil as they went down there. They kept fighting for their love story despite all odds. Despite the world against them.

Four years of marriage. Four years of giving everything to a man who hated me and always talked down on my body. And then it all came to an end with just one signature. Divorced with nowhere to go, I called my mother for help. She agreed to help, but she had just one condition: “Come meet your stepbrothers." I met them, and wished I hadn't. They were everything I was running away from. Everything I never wanted to face, and meeting them, getting close to them, was playing into my mother’s plans. It made me become one of her pawns in a brutal game. Staying in the same house with them was hell and heaven at once; it was everything I never thought I needed. And the more time I spent with them, the more I fell in love with myself again, with my body. But… all good things always came to an end. Caught between lies, brutal secrets, a powerful family that was too much for me to handle, feelings that made me want to rip my chest open and burn them, I realized that my ex-husband might have broken my heart, but my stepbrothers? They might destroy whatever pieces are left.