Charming, captivating, seductive—and a cold-blooded killer. I married the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva anyway. I had to, it was part of the deal. Now, I’m faking marital bliss as I tremble with fear, and I cannot wait to be out of the clutches of this ruthless man.

Jay is stranded on a twisty mountain road after his car crapped out on him. Terrified and extremely upset, he panics, pretty sure he's dying when he can't draw enough air into his lungs. But when Bane pulls up in front of him, calms him down, and offers him a place to stay away from his horrible parents, Jay jumps at the opportunity. Only he doesn't realize how obsessed Bane is with him.

Samuel has barely been at school a day when the resident bad boy makes it known how much he hates Samuel. He’s determined to make Samuel’s life hell. But what he doesn’t know about Samuel is that he gives as good as he gets. And Hunter Reil might have finally met his match. Because Samuel’s not going down easy. If there's one thing Samuel's good at, it's fighting. And he'll fight back until he literally can't fight anymore.

I thought I was late for my cousin’s wedding, but the wedding turned out to be for me... If I’d known the sexy arrogant guy in the elevator was my future husband, I probably would have turned and ran. My own father sold me out, promising my hand in marriage to Alexei Koslov, a sexy, arrogant bratva boss. The last thing I want to do is get married, but nobody says no to the Koslov bratva.

Being in love with your best friend may seem like the end of the world.... For Noah and Lincoln, sometimes, it does. Yet it's never kept them from always sticking together. But after four years apart due to Lincoln's military career, Lincoln's tired of just being Noah's friend--he wants more. He wants to make Noah his baby boy. Has Lincoln waited too long to make a move, or will Noah welcome him home with open arms?

Forrest never realized what he was missing out on until he walked into a hair salon to get his hair and beard cut for his best friend’s wedding. Brayden, the sweet boy with beautiful curls and blue eyes, sucked the air right from his lungs. Forrest never wasted a moment claiming Brayden as his boy, despite his own aversion to being touched due to trauma. But when Brayden looked at him with those big, blue eyes, Forrest knew he would drop to his knees and give him anything he wanted.

Oakley Farrow is your typical high school senior. He stays up late, cramming for finals. He has impossible deadlines to meet. He worries about his future as graduation lurks just around the corner. He has to defend himself from his abusive uncle. He has to keep his sister safe. He has to survive the constant torture from his bully, Asher Brooks—the seemingly arrogant and cruel star quarterback. Okay… so maybe not your typical high school senior.

Being traded to the Seattle Vipers has left me with mixed feelings. On the one hand, they’re my team, the team I’ve loved and supported since I was a kid, but on the other hand, he’s here. Him. Ant Decker. Infamous NHL bad boy. Right wing to my left. A man who’s made it his sole purpose in life to be better than me.

Roman Melnikov is a deadly man in an expensive suit. I know what lies beneath the façade—the scars and tattoos that hint at the man he really is. He came here to find his sister, and his search led him to my dad and his friends. We both want to take them down, and the only way to do that is together. I had no idea how dangerous it would be, or that by the end of it, we'd all be covered in blood. Loving Roman is dangerous, but I can't let him go. His path is leading him straight to hell, and it looks like I'm coming along for the ride.

Sold to the mob. Four words I never thought I'd utter. Worse, it was my father who did the unthinkable. When the creditors come to collect, I'm handed over to the most ruthless man in New York City—Luca Valentino. The head of the notorious Kings is as gorgeous as he is lethal. Dark, possessive, and violent. Nothing like the boy I grew up with, my dead brother's best friend.

Meet Malcolm Blackwood—tall, dark, brooding, and undeniably hot. The problem? He hates my guts. I’m North Nolan, the star player on our football team and the golden boy of Langly College. I'm straight and can have any woman I want. Or so I thought. It all began with late-night accidental voyeurism, a video phone, and a pair of handcuffs. Now, I'm entangled in Malcolm Blackwood’s web—my enigmatic, brooding teammate. He introduces me to a world of dark pleasures, awakening a side of me I never knew existed. All he demands in return is complete possession of my body.

Of all the people who could have seen me when I was at my most vulnerable, it had to be him. Caleb. My stepbrother and the golden child of our messed up blended family. We barely know each other, but for some reason, he takes care of me when an incident at the club leaves me helpless and alone. He hates me as much as I hate him, but something about his bossy attitude and unflappable calm soothes me. I don't want to want him, but no one has ever made me feel the way he does.

For as long as I can remember, I've craved submission, but have struggled to put my wants into words. Then along comes a man online that I know only as Sir, and the connection is instant. Our desires align in a way I've never experienced. Anonymous or not, Sir is exactly what I'm looking for.

I have nothing. I feel nothing. Nobody cares about me and I crave to feel something. To be wanted. When life can't get any worse, it suddenly drops a hot Russian bad boy in front of me whose orbit I have been thrust into. He won't let me go. He annoys me. He thrills me. I hate him. And I can't wait for him to catch me.

What happens when drunken idiots, aka your friends, use a silly drinking game to sideswipe you and your BFF with the truth bomb that you're actually in love with each other? Truman: You impulsively kiss the best friend you've been in love with for ages . . . then wake up with a hangover—and regrets. Lyle: You freak out because you're not gay or bi, before realizing the kiss wasn't *actually* bad. Then you begin to wonder . . . should we do it again?

Charming, captivating, seductive—and a cold-blooded killer. I married the Pakhan of the Russian Bratva anyway. I had to, it was part of the deal. Now, I’m faking marital bliss as I tremble with fear, and I cannot wait to be out of the clutches of this ruthless man.

Samuel has barely been at school a day when the resident bad boy makes it known how much he hates Samuel. He’s determined to make Samuel’s life hell. But what he doesn’t know about Samuel is that he gives as good as he gets. And Hunter Reil might have finally met his match. Because Samuel’s not going down easy. If there's one thing Samuel's good at, it's fighting. And he'll fight back until he literally can't fight anymore.

Is it possible to fall for a man you don't know? Before I saw his face, heard his voice, or felt the warmth of his touch, I fell in love with his mind. Devious. Cunning. Deceptive. The master of deadly and dangerous plans. The silent threat no one saw coming. Manipulating people's lives like pawns on a chessboard. When he steps out of the shadows, the king reclaiming his throne, he sets the world aflame and burns my heart to ash.

Jay is stranded on a twisty mountain road after his car crapped out on him. Terrified and extremely upset, he panics, pretty sure he's dying when he can't draw enough air into his lungs. But when Bane pulls up in front of him, calms him down, and offers him a place to stay away from his horrible parents, Jay jumps at the opportunity. Only he doesn't realize how obsessed Bane is with him.

My name is Jamie Atwood, and I'm an addict. I never thought I'd say such a thing. Never had a problem being overly attached to anything in my life. I came from a perfectly middle-class family, made good grades, and had a hot cheerleader girlfriend...but the truth is, nothing ever really moved me. So how did a guy like me become an addict? I met Michael Kage. Kage is an MMA fighter. A famous one. I like to think I helped him get that way.

It's not a regular party, but instead, my wedding. To Angelo Rizzo. A coldhearted man who's feared by all. Including me. Turns out my stepbrother owes the Cosa Nostra money, and I'm being used to repay his debt to Angelo Rizzo. Do I have a choice? No. Not when it comes to matters concerning the Cosa Nostra. Three hours later, I have a new shiny wedding ring on my finger and a husband I'm terrified of standing by my side. Yep, my life just took a turn for the worse.

Nobody touches what's mine without deadly consequences, but when the most beautiful woman is brought to face my fury, my dead heart suddenly begins to beat again. There are no fairy tales in this life. Beauty will never fall for the beast. But this monster doesn't intend to let her go. Everybody has a price. It's just a question of currency. My sweet little hacker can't be swayed by money, but she will do whatever it takes to save her family.

After years of drowning myself in parties, hookups, and pain, all it takes is one viral sex tape to be given a choice: Hide out on an island or lose my trust fund. Having to share a room with the one man I let hurt me is my worst nightmare. I’m the broken shell of the boy he walked away from on the worst day of my life. I hate him almost as much as I hate myself.

I was loved by two men—one was my husband and the other was his best friend. I was only in love with one. Then he forgot I existed. Hudson Mackay was the only man I ever wanted. The man I married. The man who promised to love me "'til death do us part." I never thought I'd get the chance to see him again, to ask how he could betray me. Until one day, I discover he's alive. Except, he has no idea who I am. I never truly knew my husband. And now, he doesn't know me.

Tearing off the gilded veneer of elite privilege exposes the sordid scandals, dark secrets, and taboo desires of New York's jaded high society in this dark romance series from best friends and USAT bestselling authors Zoe Blake and Alta Hensley, writing under their new pen name, Blake Hensley.