As the second son, Prince Larkin doesn’t have much of a role at court. When his brother sends him on a quest to slay a wyvern, he pounces on the opportunity.

Only problem? It’s not a wyvern. It’s a dragon.

A naked dragon in human form, who possesses two very large… Anyway. Larkin is definitely, absolutely, very not interested in trying them out, but Jade is very, very persuasive. It helps that Jade’s fluids make Larkin tingle all over in the best of ways.

If only Larkin didn’t have duties. If only he could stay with Jade forever.

But his kingdom has to come first, even if that means losing the only person who ever made him feel valued.

Emil and Johan have settled into a routine. Johan’s doing better, Emil thinks he’s got everything figured out…

Until his ex shows up. Until Johan’s mother starts making demands. Until all his lies catch up to him. Everything is falling apart around him, and if he doesn’t figure things out fast, he’s going to be torn away from Johan for good.

Desperate thief Myth needs one big score to get himself out of a serious hole. Why not steal from his royal father, who refuses to acknowledge him? Unfortunately, the ornate amulet he steals is bad news. Now everybody is out for Myth’s blood.

Callan should be just one of the many people after Myth–but Callan isn’t a person at all. He’s a shade, a creature of shadow and magic. Callan is dark, and dangerous, and even worse news than the amulet itself. His dark, shadowy tendrils reach inside Myth and sate a hunger Myth never knew he had.

Myth finds himself falling deeper and deeper into Callan’s grasp. He’ll lose sight of his goals–he’ll lose sight of himself–if he gives in.

But would that be so bad?

Opal desperately wants to fall in love and have a whirlwind romance, preferably with a human. So when he’s rescued by a dashing knight, he thinks his day has finally come. There’s just one problem: Tristan hates dragons. Opal isn’t going to let something silly like that get in the way of his true love, though. Surely with a bit of wooing, some aphrodisiac dragon fluids, and an epic journey together, Tristan will see the error of his ways, and they can have their happily ever after.

Lost in grief, Tristan’s only goal in life is to eradicate the monsters that killed his brother. He doesn’t really want to babysit delicate Opal, who wears skirts and makeup and dreams of romance. Opal is strange, his stories don’t make sense, and he’s weirdly shy and lustful at the same time… yet he’s sweet, and his kisses are addictive, and he makes Tristan’s heart flutter.

Opal is sure theirs is a romantic story for the ages–but his secret might drive them apart for good.

The only thing Elric has ever wanted was to rule. Now his brother and a dragon sit on the throne, and his only recourse is to beg the phoenix Athan for help. Elric will trade anything—even his body—for power.

There’s nothing wrong with wanting power, no matter what Athan says. Elric’s soul isn’t broken, or dirtied, or rusted. Athan’s insistence on “fixing” Elric is nothing but a distraction.

Elric’s ambition might drive Athan away entirely, but Elric doesn’t need smiles. He doesn’t need joy. He doesn’t need Athan’s heat, which warms the dark corners of himself he’d thought long forgotten.

So why does the thought of losing Athan make Elric question everything he’s ever wanted?

Ive been on the run for months—no destination in mind; I just have to keep moving. I cant let them find me.

But I make a mistake. I get into a car with Caleb Spade, owner of one of Calamity Citys biggest casinos, and part of the Spade Mob Family. He has no intention of letting me leave, but Im not going to be a meek little toy for him. Anybody I can seduce is fair game.

Vortex, a mob enforcer who cant keep his eyes—or hands—off me.

Havoc, the army reject with an anger management problem and a love of roughing me up.

And Caleb Spade himself, a man with control issues a mile wide who wants me on my knees and obedient.

Im gambling with my body, but I know I can pull it off. I have to. If I fail, Ill end up exactly where I started: owned and abused and desperate.

At least its just my body, and not my heart. I cant ever let anyone have that.

Knives: I thought I was over itover him. But eight years after he betrayed me, were suddenly working for the same organization. Its impossible to be professional when all I can think about is how much I want to hurt him, make him suffer the way I suffered.

And how much I want to completely wreck him, until hes a mess of pleasure and pain.

I know I cant trust him. But no matter how hard I try, I cant stay away.

Maddox:

I never expected to see Knives again. I put that part of my life behind me. Yet now were both made men in the same organization. Worse: the boss is forcing us to work together.

Theres no way for me to apologize. Ill take whatever he gives me, the good and the bad. I deserve to suffer.

Sometimes, I cant help but wish that I deserved to be happy, too.