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My job as an omega escort isn't a calling. It pays my extortioner. As the pressure mounts to give him more, with the end nowhere in sight, an omega has to do what she can. When I'm presented with an offer I can't refuse from England's most eligible alpha for a week of exclusivity, I take it. One week turns into more. Ensconced in the luxurious sprawling estate with these three alphas, the exits are wide open, but I'm trapped here by my own need.

Death isn’t the end. Surrender is overrated. Killing for love is the only cure… I fear nothing, no one. Not even the boys who loved me that I lost. Dead. Buried. Gone. One by one. I am alone. I need to be stronger. I have to evolve If I’m to survive. If I’m going to save us all. Jude is my rock. Lorcan is my faith. Dante is my blade. Dino was the light to my darkness. And me… I’m the monster who comes in the night. I’m the bitch back from hell to make you weep. My father will know it when I slice him and every last one of his sinners into pretty ribbons for what they did to me… To my family.

Blood hides carnal desires. Power is overrated. Killing for Family is tainted with nothing but love... My emotions are supposed to be dead. I was never meant to feel this. Pain. Anger. Rage. Feelings erode me from the inside. They make me weak. They make him more powerful. But I can't lose.

Nia’s half-brother disappeared in Norway. He’s either in hiding…or dead. Nia’s coven is after the grimoires he took, and they think she might be involved. That’s why she’s freezing her ass off in a tiny Norwegian village, looking for him. Magnus is the worst king in the history of their sea dragon clan. Considering his father - and his father before him - was a brutal tyrant, that’s saying something.

The secrets I've kept are unraveling, and the lines between Ivy Hammond and Poison are blurring dangerously. Thornfield University has become a battlefield where my past and present collide. The assassin in me knows I should complete my missions, but my heart rebels against the very essence of who I thought I was. Torin, Bram, and Tate are no longer arrogant distractions, but they're now integral to my survival and sanity. But our growing bond comes with a price, and my bosses won't let go of their prized assassin without a fight.

Prudence Shackleford had not expected to be a spinster at three and twenty, but unfortunately, as she'd quickly discovered, very few men were prepared to tolerate either her ghoulish sense of humour, or her macabre taste in literature. And those were the ones she'd got as far as holding a conversation with. When invited to London by the Duke and Duchess of Blackmore to witness the Coronation of King George IV, she was equal parts horrified and intrigued. Especially after a chance meeting with a Bow Street Runner on the trail of conspirators it was feared were planning to murder the King.