He knows when you’ve been bad or good…

Dove

I’m being stalked by Santa.

Does that sound crazy? I get it. I feel crazy. From the moment I caught him watching me from the corner where he jangled his jingle bells, I can’t shake the feeling that he’s following me—and then, on Christmas Eve, I wake up to find him in my room.

He sees you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake…

I should’ve screamed. I should’ve grabbed my phone and called 9-1-1… but I didn’t do any of that. I confronted him instead, and then I discovered that Santa… he knows when you’ve been bad or good.

He also knows when you’ve been very naughty—and he has no problem blackmailing you to get what he wants this Christmas.

Because Santa wants me, and when I get him out of that red suit hes got on, and hes not wearing the fake beard anymore, I find out that calling the cops would’ve been pointless.

After all, I already have one in my house after Officer Coleman broke into it.

Derek

There isn’t anything I won’t do to make Dove Yarrow mine.

I’ve been obsessed with the sweet photographer since I responded to a call at the downtown department store where she works, and though she’s an old pro behind the lens, it took her way longer than it should have to realize that she was being watched.

I have my mentor to thank for that. Officer Mason Burns took me under his wing when I joined the Springfield Police Department after a recent career change. Not only has he taught me the ropes when it comes to being a beat cop, but when he picked up on my obsession with Dove, he taught me a very important lesson:

Civilians see the badge. The uniform. With both, you can get away with anything.

That goes triple for a Santa suit.

I want Dove. I’ve made it my New Year’s resolution to call this woman mine, and when my stalking reveals a hidden dark side to her, I won’t hesitate to use that to get everything I desire

Because you better not pout. You better not cry.

Officer Coleman is coming to make you his this Christmas.

A caged butterfly longing to be free. A lonely artist searching for inspiration. A love that started by chance—and will need a miracle to survive…

Genevieve

As the younger sister to Damien Libellula, I’ve been shielded from the criminal side of my brother’s life for as long as I can remember—or, at least, that’s what Dame thinks.

The truth is that I’ve been curious about the dark side of the Family for even longer… curious and fascinated.

When I meet Cross, my fascination almost becomes an obsession.

As a professional ballerina, it makes sense that I would consider our first few dates a sort of forbidden dance. On the outside, he’s everything I’m not: dark, brooding, and—most importantly—a Sinner.

That’s right. Damien’s little girl fell for a man who wears the mark of his former enemy.

But Cross is no sinner. A sensitive yet guarded artist who unwittingly sweeps me off my feet, I want to believe we have a shot to be together. There’s a truce now between the Dragonflies and the Sinners Syndicate, and with Damien settling into wedded bliss with his new bride, I think… maybe. Maybe it’s time I show him I’m not that same little girl I used to be.

And that’s when I discover just how dark and twisted the life can be…

Cross

I’ve never wanted anything more than I do my butterfly.

I don’t care what her last name is. I don’t care that, every time I imagine marking up her unblemished, beautiful skin, I’m risking a bullet between my eyes from the head Dragonfly. When I see her, I feel for the first time since I was kid who lost everything.

More than that, I’m inspired.

Until, one night, everything changes.

I do everything I can to protect her while were trapped, but when she’s eventually forced to be as brutal as any gangster, my pretty ballerina with the wicked mouth and innocent smile breaks—and, once again, I’m left alone and empty-handed.

But that’s the difference between Carlos and Cross. Carlos accepted that fate was cruel and there wasn’t anything he could do to change that.

Cross?

He’ll burn down all of Springfield to get his Genevieve back—so long as the flames dont get their vengeance on him first.

And Then There Were None meets Harpers Island meets 90s classic Scream in this new slasher dark romance thats perfect for Halloween

Welcome to Halo Island.

I swore I would never go back.

After that tragic night when I was only seventeen I moved halfway across the country with Clay to escape what happened on Halo Island.

But then my husband died, and I was left a widow at twenty-two. I've spent the last five years doing everything I can to move on.

That might have been a mistake.

Tommy was Clay's best friendand my first love. I've found my second chance with him, so when he plans a weekend getaway with our friends on Halo Island, how can I refuse?

I should have.

One by one, they start to fall. There's a masked killer on the island, and he's turned all of us into prey.

But when I'm caught, he doesn't turn his knife on me. Instead, he pulls off his maskand I can't believe what I'm seeing, even as I see that familiar smirk

Silly Cyn. You shouldve known better than to run from your husband.

* My Wife is a single-POV dark romance that relies heavily on the slasher horror genre, includes open-door scenes, profanity, on-page death, and a HEA that is perfect for the characters well, the ones that survive, that is.

Don't look out your window—because you might not like what you see…

Simone

I can't escape him.

I thought I did. When I slipped off one night, leaving everything in my old life behind, I was ready to sacrifice it all if only to leave him behind, too.

But, like always, my ex chases after me. That's what he does, after all. Holding to the vows I was too young and naive to understand, William Burke will have me 'til death do us part.

And then, almost immediately, it does—when Will is slaughtered in a back alley.

He haunts my dreams. Stars in my nightmares. I see him everywhere, hear his voice in my head. I look out my window and he's there. Even dead, I can't escape him…

And that's when I look out my window and realize that it isn't Will watching me from the shadows.

It's another man. A stranger.

A silhouette.

And a killer.

Because he's not just watching me. He wants me more than Will did… enough that he'll kill for me.

Stalk me.

Take me.

And I kind of want him to…

Jake

They say the third time's the charm—and whoever they are, they better be right.

I lost Casey. Heather… that was a tragedy.

And now I want Simone.

I refuse to give up on Simone.

So she wears another man's ring. He torments her, and she's in need of a hero.

I can be that for her—I can be anything for her—but when she doesn't seem quite that impressed with my gift, I realize I need to get to know my sweet vixen a little better before I make her mine.

And that's exactly what I do. From infiltrating her life to sneaking into her house, I'm here, I'm there, I'm everywhere… and she can't escape me.

More importantly, by the time I've done everything I can to convince her there's no one better for her than me, she won't want to…

Do you know what's more dangerous than the shadows outside your door?

When he gets tired of watching—and let's himself inside…

What happens when the head of the Libellula crime family becomes obsessed with a woman who has spent the last year plotting to bring him down?

Why, he blackmails her into becoming his bride, of course…

Savannah

Five years ago, the Libellula Family ruined my life.

It doesn't matter who was responsible. I blamed the man who created his gang of thugs: Damien Libellula himself. If it wasn't for him giving free rein to his soldiers to pass their funny money through my store, I wouldn't have been accused of money laundering—and counterfeiting.

I was a naive twenty-five-year-old then. Four years in a minimum-security prison later, and I'm out for revenge.

I changed my name. My hair. My accent.

My life.

And I did that all because my plan to get revenge on Damien? I'm going to stalk him. Infiltrate my way into his life in any way I can. I'm going to make him trust me.

Maybe even love me.

I'm going to seduce him—and then I'm going to kill him.

At least, that was the plan. But Damien, he has a different one.

Before I can do any of that, he makes me his wife.

Damien

I thought it was amusing at first. The gorgeous brunette who followed me everywhere, too stunning to hide in any crowd.

Then, when I grew impatient to see what it was she wanted with me, I approached her—and she stabbed me in my side.

Another man might be put off by something like that. Not me. I've always liked my women feisty, and Savannah's murderous side was so refreshing in a world where everyone bows down to me.

At that moment, I decided I would do everything to bring her to her knees.

Following a page out of my old rival's book, I made her a deal: she goes back to prison—and that's assuming she survives my Family long enough to be charged for attempted murder—or she gives up her freedom and becomes my bride.

I know she only chooses the second option because she thinks she can get close enough to kill me again.

I must say, I'm looking forward to her trying… especially when I'll certainly enjoy showing her just why she shouldn't.