Best Clive Barker Novels

Amaya was closest to her sister, but after she was arranged to marry the future king of Spain, Amaya lost her sister. Now, it was arranged that she would marry a prince herself, but which one. The French prince and the English prince were seeking her hand. She didn't want either one, for she feared the same death as her sister. Then, she met him and everything changed. Felipe was next in line for the crown after his brother and his fiance's death. He never imagined ruling Spain, but he never imagined settling down. On his world tour, he decides to pay respects to his sister-in-law's family. After meeting the little sister, he falls hopelessly in love and understands why his brother said some french girls would make you lose your heart and make you want to give up a kingdom. He hears that she will not marry a prince and keeps his identity a secret. After she finds out, can he convince her to stay or will she choose another one of the princes courting her? Amaya is destined to be a princess but of what country? She had three to choose from and now she has the hardest decision to make, one her family isn't pressuring her to make. Can she change and learn to love a prince, in spite of her beliefs?

Aurora was sheltered her whole life, knowing she was different. Being forced to mate the alpha's son was the least of her worries. After her first shift, she discovers that not only does she belong to an ancient race of guardians but she is also the mate of a dragon. Drake grew up fighting, training to be the best. As the future dragon alpha, he had to be. The worst thing he had to deal with were the wolves that bordered their land. When he finds one in trouble, he can't help but to try and save her. When he learns she is his mate, he's fearful yet excited. Her uncle, leader of the guardians, come to claim her. Will Drake put aside his fears of mating her and convince her to stay or will he forever lose his only mate?

Mia has always believed in happily ever afters and Prince Charming. But life has a way of twisting fates. Mia was heartbroken over the man she thought was “the one true love.” After a messy ending , she visited a bar to drown out her sorrow but ended up in the bathroom of the bar with a stranger—a very attractive one who she couldn’t resist. As if her life couldn’t get any worse, she ended up getting pregnant by the stranger who she later found out was the famous Las Vegas most ruthless billionaire, Killian Maxwell. Killian didn’t want anything to do with her or the baby. Mia feeling angry and helpless, she made a decision to leave the city and decided to start her life afresh for herself and her child—or so she thought. Romance , CEO, Contract marriage

Kiera was the daughter of the duke that had fallen in love with an earl. Her love had a secret, he was a pirate. When the high seas claim him, she takes over and avenges him, keeping her identity secret. Most thought she was a ghost or legend. Anyone who saw her never lived to tell anyone. Shane Reynolds never believed in ghost stories and decided to prove this one wrong. When he rescues a lady on the ghost ship, he discovers it is she who is the ghost and before he knew it, she had stolen his heart. Would he reveal her to the world or will love win out when The Emerald and The White Wolf are forever intertwined.

After our class reunion, my best friend naturally expected me to play chauffeur and drive everyone home. I agreed. However, halfway down the road, a limited-edition luxury car slammed into the back of my car. The owner, who claimed to be a wealthy businessman from overseas, waved off the idea of filing an insurance claim. He said the crash was fate, and with a grand gesture, handed the luxury car over to me on the spot. From that day on, I drove the million-dollar luxury car every day, until jealousy consumed my best friend. She secretly sabotaged my car, and it ended with my death in a fiery wreck. My boyfriend turned on me, insisting I had simply fallen asleep at the wheel. My parents, unable to bear the shock, both died of heart attacks. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the reunion.

The night I have my bonding ceremony with the Alpha, Walter Zimmer, he gets drunk even though he usually never touches any alcohol. Just as I'm at a loss for what to do, my best friend, Rose Larson, sends me a message detailing how to take care of a drunken werewolf. Despite feeling doubtful, I do as she suggests, and Walter truly does fall asleep peacefully. Just as I'm about to thank Rose, Walter suddenly hugs me from behind. His hot breath brushes against my neck as he murmurs a sentence that utterly breaks my heart. "Rose, you're the one I wanted to mark…" My world crumbles around me, but that's not all. His shirt slips down his shoulder when he moves, revealing the rose tattooed right over his heart. My mind goes blank, and all I can do is stare at the tattoo. I refuse to believe what I'm seeing. I've known Rose for 20 years, and she's my closest friend. As it turns out, Walter didn't get drunk because he was overjoyed about becoming my mate. He simply used the alcohol to drown his sorrows over not being able to take the she-wolf he wanted as his Luna. In that moment, our newly formed mate bond seems like nothing but a joke. Since that's the case, I decide to give up my position as the Luna and let them be together. However, after I leave, Walter loses control and shifts into his wolf. He then claws the rose tattoo to shreds. "Lily, I was mistaken. You're the Luna I truly love. Please, give me another chance to love you again…"

In my previous life, my sister thought that since my husband and I had high-paying jobs, she could swap her son with my child without anyone noticing. But twenty-five years later, the tables turned. My son had grown into a street thug, while her son—raised under my care—rose smoothly through life. Young as he was, he had already become a CEO. He was dutiful, bought me a villa, and even sent me traveling around the world. My sister barged into his company, waving a DNA test report, kicking up a scene, only to be thrown out by security. "Mr. Kieran said that even if you are his biological mother, you never gave him a single day of care," they told her. "So he refuses to acknowledge you." Breaking down completely, she drove her car into me and ended my life. When I opened my eyes again, we had returned to the very day she switched our babies. This time, my sister clutched her own child tightly, a wild, triumphant grin on her face. "From now on, you can be the mother of a street thug," she sneered. "The villa and all those riches—they're mine!"

On my wedding day, my best friend, Beatrice Hopper, buys a lottery ticket from a convenience store and gives it to me as a wedding gift. I initially believe that she's joking, but when I see the unmistakable disdain in her eyes, I know something is off. "They say it's the thought that counts. This gift is precisely how I show that I care. Besides, I'm pregnant and need money for everything right now. I don't want you to feel bad about taking my money," she says. Honestly, I'm disappointed. But since it's my wedding, I can only stand there and watch as my best friend drags her entire family to the reception for free food and drinks. As expected, the wedding ends on a sour note. The two of us part ways unhappily. What I don't see coming, though, is winning 50 million dollars in the lottery that night. Elated, I tell my husband the news, and we head to the lottery office first thing in the morning to claim the prize. The news quickly spreads among our friends and family. But by the afternoon, Beatrice pounds on my door, demanding I return the lottery ticket. "I should've been the winner!" she screamed. "I was the one who bought it, so why should you take away my prize?" I keep backing away from her, panic flooding my entire body, so much so that I don't even notice she's holding a knife. The last thing I expect is for her to swing it at me in the middle of our struggle. By the time I realize what's happening, the blade is already buried in my husband's chest. I try to call the police, but Beatrice yanks me back. We grapple, stumble, and crash through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Eventually, we fall to our deaths in the courtyard below. The universe must've had mercy on me because when I open my eyes again, I'm back at the moment she hands me that lottery ticket. Here comes my second chance.

After a heartbreak, my friend introduced me to a cycling club. I didn't expect what seemed like an ordinary cycling night to have such a hidden, unspeakable thrill. As I watched my friend interact with a male member, my gaze faltered, and my heart raced. I couldn't help but wonder if I might try something like that too. Because... I'd been waiting for a moment like this for far too long.

On the day of the wedding, my best friend can't bear to part with me, so she threads my wedding shoes with a string and ties them snugly around her slim waist. The groomsmen turn the whole place upside down, and we end up late for the ceremony. She eventually cracks up and tugs at her billowy bridesmaid dress, revealing the outline of the shoes at her waist. "I dare you to come take them. As long as I'm here, she's not getting married!" Miles Lawson shakes his head and chuckles. "You just love tormenting us, don't you?" Miles exchanges a look with the groomsmen, and they charge at her at the same time. She squeals as she falls back onto the bed, squirming under her layers of tulle. "Don't be so rough! I'm ticklish…" The groomsmen flush bright red. Miles' ears turn scarlet as he feels around her waist. She giggles even louder. "How are you going to undo it through all these layers? Use your head!" Then, she gasped. "That tickles!" Her theatrics make my temper flare. I spring to my feet, lift her skirt, and rip the wedding shoes right off her. "If you're that ticklish, smack yourself with a slipper. Drop the act, or I'll yank out the nerves that make you ticklish!"