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Ambrosia and Jackson have come a long way since they first met. Peace has been kept because of the difficult battles they have had to fight, but it has been disrupted by her brother. Ambrosia must make one of the hardest decisions she has ever had to make before, she must hunt her brother down and get a handle on the chaos that he is so determined to create, but learns a disturbing secret. She enlists the help of the white witch queen and the dark witch queen. As her new sister in laws they are determined to do what it takes to ensure that Ambrosia gets the revenge she so clearly deserves. Peace is so very near, but will Ambrosias past become too much to handle? Will she be crushed by what she learns and finds out?

He called me his princess and he promised me a ring, our life together was going to be Epic but when I turned 18 and my wolf cried “Mate”, He rejected me and claimed another girl in front of my eyes before he disappeared from my life, until……one night he caught me in that nightclub, I couldn’t believe it was him but I was sure it was him but then he pinned me to the wall and whispered through gritted teeth. “I don’t know you, and certainly do not love you. You have got the wrong man. But I don’t mind having you for tonight’s appetite.”

Arranged marriage, enemies to lovers, Mafia/cartel romance As the only daughter of the Kansas City capo, at eighteen years of age, I was given to the son of my father’s consigliere, a man who was expected to accomplish great things for the famiglia. Things didn’t go the way we planned. There wasn’t love. My husband was a traitor, taking part in a coup against the famiglia. He’s now dead. I’m free. Until the fateful night my brother, our new capo, informs me that I’ve once again been promised in marriage. He explains that as a childless widow and the daughter of the late capo dei capi, I am desired. Requested. Aléjandro Roríguez is the son of the leader of the Roríguez cartel. My brother married a woman from the cartel, securing the Mafia/cartel alliance. He says that it’s now my turn. I’ve only met my future husband a few times, but I know without a doubt that I don’t like him. Loving him is impossible. I’ve lived in a marriage without love. I won’t do it again. Aléjandro lives a dangerous existence. Death saved me once before. Maybe it will again. Have you been Aleatha’d?

In a universe where hybrids are killed on sight, Liora grew up under the care of foster parents in the human realm of Athletea. With Silvery blue hair that seem to sparkle at night, Liora grew up labeled as a freak and thus had no friends. On her twentieth birthday, what was supposed to be a quiet celebration with friends turn out to be a disaster that doesn't go unnoticed by the Council. She's brought before the council in Fernis where she is supposed to be executed. But the rulers – three men sworn to end any hybrid – are drawn to her in ways they cannot deny. Bound by the Shadow eclipse, a curse older than the realms themselves, Liora must navigate danger, desire, and destiny. One misstep could unleash the god sealed beneath the earth, or destroy the three men who now hold her fate in their hands. Three enemies, three impossible bonds, and one last hybrid who could either save the realms… or doom them all.

After a war between two kingdoms, that lasted thirteen years, princess Ayla is given to King Rhobart as a slave. She expects the worse but when she arrived in Nordmar, home of King Rhobart, Ayla is never treated as a slave. As time passes she transforms from a shy person to a person that keeps provoking the King with each step. Until she falls in love with him. But loving the King is not easy, because Ayla will soon learn that King Rhobart is a man haunted by his past. When the Orcs are on the verge of starting a war against all the kingdoms, Ayla will receive visions that will lead her to discover things she never knew about her. Will the Orcs win the war or will Ayla find a way to save the man she loves. And not only him, but the entire world.

“No! Please, Santiago--” I whimpered, as his hand seized my wrist with an iron grip, yanking me forward, dragging me effortlessly toward the chair he had pulled into the center of the room the night before. The symbol of my humiliation. He stopped right in front of the chair, spinning me around, facing him. "You want me to be your monster, mi ángel?" His hand grabbed my throat, tilting my chin up until my eyes locked with his dark gaze. I flinched from the sudden movement. "Cause I’ll be your favorite monster — just say the word, cariño." Santiago’s face hovered only inches from mine. His lips so close, I could taste the sweetness of his breath — once making butterflies take flight in my stomach, now curdling my insides into a cold, suffocating fear. Slowly, his free hand rose toward my face. I held my breath. His touch was deceptively soft and gentle, caressing my cheek. His thumb lingered against my lips, tracing them slowly, his eyes fixed there as he spoke — his voice soft, yet heavy with menace. "Divorce is not an option, mi amor. We took a vow five years ago. Remember?" He finally lifted his gaze to meet mine, catching every flicker of fear before he delivered his last words like a verdict: "Till death do us part."

Três dias antes do meu casamento, descobri que Shane Dawson havia mudado o local da cerimônia da casa da vovó Mae, no Sul, para o Castillo de Sol, o castelo espanhol que Tania Collins — sua antiga paixão de infância — adorava. Eu o confrontei, mas acabei ouvindo ele reclamar ao amigo: — Graças a Deus a Tania tem bom gosto. Caso contrário, eu seria motivo de piada pelo resto da vida. O amigo retrucou: — Você não prometeu que faria a cerimônia na casa da avó dela? Não tem medo que ela fique brava e se recuse a se casar? Shane apenas riu, com frieza e deboche. — Os Quinn estão à beira da falência. Casar comigo é a única saída dela. Ela não pode arriscar. Já pedi ao cerimonialista para ligar para ela. Aposto que agora ela está correndo pra trocar o vôo. A vergonha e a raiva queimaram no meu peito. Mordi o lábio, e no fim, fui embora. Três dias depois, o casamento no castelo aconteceu como planejado, só que eu não mudei o vôo. Eu não apareci. Em vez disso, estava no velho pátio da vovó Mae, me casando com outro homem. Até hoje, o Shane não entende. Eu nunca quis me casar com ele em busca de alguma "rota de fuga". Eu quis me casar por um amor que durou dez anos. Mas quando o sonho acaba, é preciso coragem para escolher outro caminho.

In VOWED (Book #7 of the Vampire Journals), Caitlin and Caleb find themselves in medieval Scotland, in 1350,of the quest for the Holy Grail said to contain the key to true vampire immortality. Landing on the shores of the ancient Isle of Skye, a remote island off the Western coast of Scotland where only the most elite warriors live and train, they are ecstatic to reunite with Sam and Polly, Scarlet and Ruth, a human king and his warriors, and with all of Aiden’s coven.

Before they can continue their mission for the fourth and final key, the time has come for Caleb and Caitlin to wed.

Simultaneously, Sam and Polly, to their own surprise, are each falling deeply in love with one another. As their relationship accelerates, Sam surprises Polly with a vow of his own. And Polly surprises him with her own shocking news.

But all is not well beneath the surface. Blake has appeared again, and his deep love for Caitlin might just threaten her union, on the day before her wedding. Sera has appeared again, too, and vows to break apart what she cannot have.

Scarlet, too, finds herself in danger, as the source of her deep powers are revealed—along with the revelation of who are her true parents.

Quando a família Costa estava à beira da falência, os pais de Daniel Costa vieram implorar por um casamento arranjado. Meu pai, com pena de mim por ter amado Daniel durante dez anos, investiu bilhões para salvar a família Costa e me casou com ele. Na noite de núpcias, Daniel cobriu meus olhos com um véu vermelho e me tomou repetidamente na cama, sem piedade. Um mês depois, cheia de alegria, eu fui até ele com o teste de gravidez nas mãos, mas acabei ouvindo uma conversa entre ele e seus amigos no bar: — Vocês acham que o filho que a Iolanda Moreira está esperando é de qual homem, depois de ser fodida por mais de dez caras? Um dos amigos caiu na gargalhada: — Mestre Daniel, eu só fui três vezes. Não pode ser meu, né? — Eu aposto no Leo! — Outro disse. — Ele é insano na cama. Naquela noite, ele fez a Iolanda gritar de loucura. Aposto dez mil que é dele! Foi aí que eu entendi. Naquela noite de núpcias, quem tinha feito sexo comigo tantas vezes não era Daniel, mas seus mais de dez amigos. Desesperada, eu invadi o bar e o confrontei. Daniel, sem um pingo de remorso, respondeu: — Está chorando por quê? Se a sua família não tivesse usado a injeção de capital para me chantagear, forçando a Rebeca a ir embora, eu nunca teria feito isso com você. Vou te dizer uma coisa: no dia em que a Rebeca me perdoar, eu te deixo em paz. Arrasada, eu pedi o divórcio. Mas Daniel me ameaçou com o vídeo daquela noite em que eu fui abusada por seus amigos e me trancou no porão: — Não tenha pressa de ir embora. Eu e meus amigos ainda estamos apostando quem é o pai dessa criança que você está esperando! Oito meses depois, eu dei à luz no porão e morri junto com o bebê. Quando abri os olhos novamente, percebi que havia voltado no tempo, para o dia em que a família Costa implorava ao meu pai por uma injeção de capital e um casamento arranjado. Desta vez, no dia do meu casamento, foi Daniel quem chorou até os olhos ficarem vermelhos.

"After witnessing his parents’ doomed love affair, serial playboy Ash Younger decided long ago that love was not meant for him. With his charm and good looks, he’s never lacked for beautiful women. He may push numbers as an accountant by day, but by night, he’s only interested in having a woman in his bed. Yet the night he encounters a mysterious—and gorgeous—widow who doesn’t immediately fall under his seductive spell, Ash realizes he wants her more than he’s ever wanted another woman. Following the loss of her husband two years ago, Violet Fielding wants to focus on two things: her jewelry business and beginning her life anew in the small town of Fair Haven, Washington. She doesn’t have time for men or romance, and she certainly doesn’t have time for a man who’s a well-known playboy and younger than her. Violet already found the love of her life in her husband, and after his death, she knew she could never love anyone again. But when Ash kisses her, all of her plans and promises are turned upside down. A passion stronger than either Ash or Violet could imagine envelops them both one night—and that night changes everything. As old heartbreaks threaten to tear the couple apart, both must find the courage to see that, of all things, love is worth a second chance."