The king of destruction is here! MONSTER WITHOUT MERCY is available now!

He’s the king of destruction, and he’s allergic to all things good. He has three days to convince Mercy Josephine–the descendant of an angel–to give up her soul for him. Should be a snap. After all, it’s not like the big, bad monster in the dark would ever fall for his prey…

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“I don’t want to be ripped apart.”

 “Then you won’t be.” Fuck. Why had he just said that? He— “I won’t let anyone rip you apart.”

 Her lashes fluttered. “Thank you.”

 Pain knifed through him. Truly, like a knife had just stabbed his foolish self right in the stomach. Then twisted. Why in the name of heaven and hell had he just vowed to protect her? He didn’t protect anyone. He usually threw victims to the wolves, not the other way around. He didn’t shield victims from attacks.

 But she’s mine.

MONSTER WITHOUT MERCY releases on 10/24!!!

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“I’ll destroy the wolves,” Xavier offered. A casual offer. Like he was just telling her he could take out the trash. “Annihilate their whole pack. No one fucks with what belongs to me.”

Her temples ached. The throbbing got worse with every word. “I don’t want you destroying anything for me.”

“Fine. I’ll do it for shits and giggles.” 

She reached out and touched his arm.  He was solid and warm beneath her fingers. “You are real.” 

“Your own walking, talking nightmare.” The red flared hotter in his gaze. “You aren’t crazy. You’re just prey. Monsters are drawn to you. Probably were drawn to your mother, too.  You really saw them kill her.  You didn’t imagine a damn thing.” 

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Is he a drop dead gorgeous…killer?

Delilah “Lila” Darrow doesn’t belong in the world of the rich and famous, but for one night, she’s going to wear the fanciest dress she can find and pretend that she does. Her plan—get close to reclusive billionaire Archer Radcliffe and find out…is he a murderer?

She knows exactly what Archer likes. She knows how to slip beneath his guard. She knows how to make him fall for her. With the right tools, Delilah believes she can finally make Archer pay for the crime he committed so long ago.

Payback is calling…and she’s wearing a dress made for sin.

Delilah is part of a group of crime solvers called the Ice Breakers—an online team made up of individuals who have the goal of solving cold cases. Five years ago, Delilah’s sister disappeared without a trace. Since then, Delilah has made it her mission to close as many unsolved cases as possible. Archer Radcliffe will be the latest target in her quest.

Except…Archer turns the tables on her. He sees through her lies. Tries to seduce her. And, he also swears his innocence.

Can she trust him? Or is he playing her?

Now that he has Delilah at his side, Archer can finally get the justice—the vengeance—he has craved. The only problem? The beautiful Delilah will be in danger. But Archer intends to stick close to her. So close that the world will believe they are completely in love. So close that a deadly enemy will want to strike.  So close that just maybe—if he’s not careful—Archer might begin to fall for the woman he intends to use…

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“Werewolves aren’t real,” she whispered to him.

He lifted his hand and crooked his finger at her, a silent sign urging her closer.

She crept closer.

“Of course,” he whispered right back to her, “they are. If they weren’t real, then I wouldn’t have needed to kick their asses last night, now, would I?”

Mercy stared at him. At that devilishly handsome and darkly dangerous face. Then she lifted her right hand and used it to pinch the skin of her left forearm.

A furrow appeared between his brows. “What are you doing?”

“Trying to wake up.”

“Sweetheart, you are awake. Life is a nightmare.”

A shiver skirted down her spine. “Werewolves aren’t real.”

He leaned so close she thought he intended to kiss her. “Do you think if you say that enough, it will be true?”