Contemporary

Roses are red, violets are blue. Hide your heart, little bird. Cupid’s Arrow is coming for you.

Callum is more than the CEO of Cupid Inc., the company that manufactures “love” potions and sells them to mateless supernaturals who want to take “fate” into their own hands. He’s an angel. Literally.

But even the devil came from Heaven.

So it’s just my luck that he also happens to be my boss… Until he discovers that I’m a mole for the organization protesting his company. Suddenly, I find myself as the test bunny for his most potent product yet: Cupid’s Arrow. And my mate-to-be? Callum himself.

Call it vengeance. Call it an insane marketing stunt. Call it fate. Whatever it is…

There’s no escaping Cupid Inc.’s dark angel and his terrifying brand of love.

He's worried she won't stay. She's worried she will.

The last place city girl Cecily Kennedy expected to end up was a cattle ranch. But she needs a job-and refuge from her abusive soon-to-be-ex-husband.

If only her new boss, Austin Wells, would make it clear whether he hates her or wants her. His gaze makes her feel things she hasn't in years. Though getting over her ex by getting under her grumpy boss isn't worth the potential fallout.

Austin's a gruff, no-nonsense rancher who's seriously regretting letting his head cook hire her own help. As far as he's concerned, Cecily won't be sticking around for long. Nobody ever stays. And the wedding ring indent still on her finger makes her more trouble than she's worth.

When Cecily's past catches up with her, Austin discovers that she's already placed a branding iron on his heart. He wants her to stay. But first he needs to keep her safe . . .

Beautiful, raw stories to fuck you up and make you pay attention. This is your new favourite one-handed read. We promise.

Authors:

Anna Samson

Cash Torn

Christian Pan

Cosimo Vazquez

Des DeVivo

erin riley

Jaymie Wagner

Jordan Asher

Leo Wilder

Lilith Young

Ma Bo

Macsen K. Rhaff

Mx Nillin Lore

Mx Slate Ruins

NoN BiNarY BiRo

Orlando Silver

Ryder West

Sharon Penance

SoftBoss

The IE

Tiger Salmon

A witch makes a deal with an irresistible demon, but when souls start to go missing, all Hell breaks loose . . .

Maple Hollow is known for its endless October charm, gossiping ghosts, and pumpkin spice everything. Not the sort of town you’d imagine a designer suit-wearing demon to call home. But when Ramona Henry’s souls start to go missing, she sets out to find the thief, and that means reluctantly calling in the help of a certain apothecary witch who bears her mark.

Iris Stonewood is more than Maple Hollow’s most flirtatious witch—she’s also a thrill-seeking thorn in Ramona’s side. Bored of being the third wheel to her two best friends, Iris decides she’s going to be the Watson to Ramona’s Sherlock. Their banter is sharper than a vampire’s grin–and twice as deadly.

Now that souls are vanishing faster than candy on Halloween night, will Iris and Ramona be able to catch the culprit before it turns its ghoulish gaze on Iris?

Everyone’s a suspect, from the broomstick busybodies to the vampire knitting club. With the mystery unfolding, Iris and Ramona hunt through the shadows to unmask the villain while trying to ignore their sizzling chemistry that burns hotter than a Halloween bonfire.

It’s tricks, treats, and just a touch of damnation in this cozy sapphic paranormal rom-com. Expect a hellishly good time in the second installment of the international best-selling Maple Hollow series.

He owns her soul … but she’s stealing his heart.

Satan Junior Lucifer, reluctant Crown Prince of Hell, has a lot on his shoulders. In the face of a soul famine, his father the King has tasked him with finding a way to lure more souls to Hell.

With the help of his Hell Hounds, he invents a devious new way of tricking humans into selling their soul for whatever frivolous thing their heart desires, under the assumption that they can earn it back in four payments.

But before he can present his ground-breaking idea to Daddy, he really should test it out on an unwitting human … and he’s got his eye on one in particular …

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Jemma Bliss, volunteer art therapist and cosplay crocheter to the local ferret population, enjoys the simple things in life. A ride-or-die bestie, a bookshelf of monster romance novels, and indulging in a gluten free donut after a hard day’s work running her market stall.

But when a giant, smirking, annoyingly sexy man purchases every last donut on a particularly stressful Saturday—and won’t even share a single one with her—Jemma goes home alone to drown her sorrows.

One too many wines, some very odd text messages, and suddenly Jemma finds her soul is the property of the son of Satan … and she’s caught up in a battle to win it back from him.

Her plan? Well, the devil seems quite enraptured by her, so maybe she could take a leaf out of her monster books, and shag her way out of this little pickle she’s found herself in?

As long as pesky feelings don’t get in the way, that is …

𝗝𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗲
In one moment, I found the man of my dreams. In another moment, I lost him.

Without Cooper, my world was fractured, and I made sure his twin brother knew it. I unleashed all my pain onto Caiden, ignoring the fact that he wasn't to blame. Afterwards, I spent three years pretending I’d moved on, pretending that I’d left the past behind me. I became so good at it. No one saw the heartbroken man behind the mask.

Until one phone call brings Caiden back into my life. Seeing him again opens old wounds, forcing us both to be painfully honest and making me question everything I believe about love.

𝗖𝗮𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻
Cooper isn't just my twin, he's my best friend and a better person than I could ever be.

I regret all the choices I made that hurt him, but none so much as the ones that led to the worst night of our lives. For three years, I punished myself until it all became too much, and I made a decision that I hoped would bring me closer to him. Instead, it only brought Jamie Durand back into my life.

I’ve tried to hate him - ever since he and Cooper fell hopelessly in love - but I never could. Because secretly, even though it made me a terrible brother, I wanted Jamie to look at me the way he did Cooper. Now he’s back in my life, and there’s something between us that neither of us can deny.

Only, it’s very possible we’ll both end up hurt again, and I’m not sure either of our hearts can take that.

Welcome to Foxwood Hollow. In a world of fox shifters sits a small, quaint town where everyone knows your business. Often stifling, always safe, and forever a place to call home.

Book One: A Denmate for Dylan

Dylan
Axel is the love of my life; he just doesn’t know it yet.
Ten out of ten do not recommend spending your formative years pining after an alpha who’s your brother’s best friend. But alas, here we are.
My only solution is to leave Foxwood Hollow and start afresh. So what do I do when I have no choice but to return home, only to realise all of those years and miles haven’t doused the flame?

Axel
He’s your best friend’s little brother. He’s your best friend’s little brother.
It was a mantra I’d repeated to myself for years, ever since my brain had shifted from omega smells good to omega smells like mine.
I’m happy for Dylan when he leaves Foxwood Hollow to chase his dreams. I always knew he was destined for a life larger than this little town can offer him. But I feel his absence like a gaping chasm, and the silence that follows has my alpha instincts going into overdrive.
When Dylan finally comes home, a lot has changed. But the soul-deep longing is as present as ever.
Can I really let him slip through my fingers again?

Book two: A Daddy for Cooper

Cooper
I was done hiding. Okay, I was working towards being done hiding.
For the first time in my life, I’d accepted who I was.
An alpha who liked other alphas, and a submissive one at that.
But then, I never expected the Daddy Dom of my dreams to be the guy who I’d been a tiny bit obsessed with ever since he’d returned to Foxwood Hollow.
Patrick Morgan was an enigma. A firm Dom with a gentle hand, yet walls so high they were impossible to scale.
But boy did I want to try…

Patrick
Cooper Bailey was a temptation I needed to stay away from.
My ex left me with more issues than Vogue, but mine were strictly of the trust variety, and a soft-hearted sub like Cooper didn’t need my baggage weighing him down.
And yet, everything about him called to me. Submissive to his core, desperate for guidance, and without a doubt one of the most beautiful people I’d ever met. Wanting him was dangerous. Having him? Out of the question… Right?
Cooper needed a version of me I thought had been buried in my past, but if anyone could squeeze through a crack in my walls, it might just be my little fox.

The Big Cat Hockey League is thrilled to announce tonight's unlikely face-off! Playing to win is the Nashville Nasher's star forward, snow leopard Wilder Rowe, and none other than the fierce, retired Lion defenseman-turned-coach Embry Dean. Everything is on the line as the two figure out if love and life is more than just a puck...

Wilder Rowe
A month's suspension from the league sucks, but assisting the hot alpha coach that I spent my teenage years crushing on doesn't sound like much of a punishment, does it?
Except, for reasons I can't understand, the dude seems to hate me. Nothing I do is right. I’m pretty sure I can’t even breathe correctly around him, and oh boy, if looks could kill...
But you don't get to be one of the best players in the BCHL as an omega by quitting at the first hurdle, and I'm determined to make Embry Dean like me if it's the last thing I do.

Embry Dean
Why do Wilder Rowe's suspension terms feel like I’m the one being punished?
I had Wilder figured out the moment I laid eyes on him as a cocky 18 year old in the Big Kitten League.
Playing the class clown matters more than applying himself, and as someone whose career got cut short due to injury, it’s infuriating to watch him take it all for granted.
The fact he’s the best smelling omega I’ve ever scented—meaningless. And the accidental kiss we share is just a trip of mouths. When he breaks into my house to take care of me? Trespassing and not endearing at all… because there’s no way I could possibly have been wrong about the aggravating snow leopard, right?

Former billionaire playboy-turned-philanthropist, Julian Fowler, is struggling with the upcoming anniversary of his parents’ murder, the most brutal massacre in the city’s history…with Julian as the sole survivor. Three years later, the killings have started up again with a new list of targets.

Mysterious psychopath, John Smith, has admired Julian from afar and offers him an opportunity to unmask the so-called vigilante devouring the rich. But John’s real goal is mayhem. He would gladly burn the city to ashes if it awakens the monster inside Julian.

The pair are drawn into a precarious game of chaos as they unravel each other’s pasts. John leaves a trail of bodies across the city, carving love letters in corpses for Julian to follow. Julian finds himself spiraling down the twisted path John has laid out, unable to decide if he wants to kiss or kill the maniac.

A sizzling MM dark romance with wicked humor, delicious banter, and the perfect amount of flirting while fighting. This is for the readers who like morally grey men that lean into their absolutely chaotic side.

Rus doesn’t think there’s anything wrong with punching bigots. Some call it anger issues or impulse control; he sees it as clearing away the cesspool of hateful idiots. All the same, he doesn’t want his rage to control him or push away the two people he’s beginning to care deeply for.

Dylan’s façade of joy is so masterful, he even deceives himself most days. Underneath that worn smile, though, is a frightened man who doesn’t trust the world. Now, he has to navigate taking care of the queer youth home that gave him a life worth living while exploring the life he’d like to live if he wants to pursue romance in this new relationship.

Kaiden struggles to accept himself, wayward and insecure most days. So, when two men express how much they see him, he feels like a complete and total imposter. He’s convinced himself this awkward throuple would be a much happier couple if he took a step back. But despite his reservations, he doesn’t want to give up.

These three will have to come together, work through their personal fears, and be real with one another if they hope to explore this romance.

Heathers best friend has been found dead.
She was buried in the woods,
life choked from her young body in a brutal death.

But Heathers thoughts and memories are unreliable.
They're scattered and incomprehensive ,
making it difficult to surface any answers to
what happened that fateful night.

Regardless though, the forest has secrets,
and everyone has their own worth killing for.

Flowers are symbolic, a universally known means to relay a variety of thoughts. Humans have used them for generations to convey their feelings without the requirement of empty words.
Staring at this flower, my mind settles in a desperate place- is this flower simply a past acquaintance offering a dew drop of remembrance, or possibly a dark ominous message from an unknown sender, informing me that they know what I’ve been doing.

Della has spent her life trying to move on from the trauma of her past.
But when her dream job of owning her own flower shop brings her back to her home town, she is hopeful for a new beginning.
With a beautiful new store Della is set to bloom.
But things quickly take a dark turn.
After the death of friend, ominous messages and eerie memory lapses, Della is plunged into psychological turmoil all over again.
Is what she is seeing real?
Or is something playing a cruel trick, digging up her past in the hopes to bury her back down with it.

Madden

My best friend is uptight, gorgeous, the greatest person I know … and I might be a smidge in love with him. Just a small amount. Barely worth the mention.

Which is a stupid choice on my part when the guy is straight.

Starting a landscaping company with him was the perfect mix of doing what I love and an excuse to spend time with him, only it hasn’t completely taken off yet and now he’s telling me he’s lonely.

Lonely.

Apparently having one friend in your life isn’t enough.

So I’m determined to help him find love. With someone other than me. Maybe if I can pull that off, it’ll mean my heart will finally get the message and move on.

Or finish breaking into a hundred pieces.

Same thing, right?

Penn

Being besties with an overenthusiastic, gold-hearted, nudist of a man is a challenge sometimes. Madden makes everything sunshine when he’s around.

The problem is that he hasn’t been around as much lately. We work together, sure, but he’s got his roommates and I have … no one. Just him. So I feel the distance acutely.

My one reassurance is that we have work tying us together, but when an old client calls with a proposition for us, it feels like our once solid friendship is unraveling fast.

He wants Madden to help him open a nudist resort, and if Madden’s doing that, he won’t be working with me.

I’m trying not to panic over the thought of losing him, which is a typical, common best friend reaction. Nothing out of the ordinary.

And neither is the way my body has been reacting to him lately.

Everything is totally, completely normal between us.

While there’s still an us at all.

“If this is love, I can’t imagine how it feels to hate her.”

No one outskates Cat Harvey.

Hips like steel and mean blocks have set her apart as the ultimate weapon for the Devil's Dames Roller Derby league.

A false start–a misstep, is all it takes to blow up her carefully curated life and shove her into the back burner of the squad she’s dedicated her all to.

Being replaced wasn’t part of the plan; especially by a cocky little has-been in a braid and torn pantyhose.

Hate.

Loathing.

Addiction.

They're the only feelings that can bring a skater like Cat to her knees.

The fine line between love and hatred can be crushed, snorted or injected.

But it can’t be ignored.

“If this is love, I can’t imagine how it feels to hate her.”

No one outskates Cat Harvey.

Hips like steel and mean blocks have set her apart as the ultimate weapon for the Devil's Dames Roller Derby league.

A false start–a misstep, is all it takes to blow up her carefully curated life and shove her into the back burner of the squad she’s dedicated her all to.

Being replaced wasn’t part of the plan; especially by a cocky little has-been in a braid and torn pantyhose.

Hate.

Loathing.

Addiction.

They're the only feelings that can bring a skater like Cat to her knees.

The fine line between love and hatred can be crushed, snorted or injected.

But it can’t be ignored.

Kimberly Burns— a self-sufficient, nineteen-year-old— expects her customary camping trip to be a calming escape from the non-stop demands of college life but the attack from a recently turned vampire changes everything.

Aaron Calem has been trying to resist the blood lust raging through his new body, but the unfamiliar voice in his head won’t let him pass up an easy meal. When he’s left with a girl barely clinging to life, he must choose between loyalty to his brothers or his own morality.

Aaron and Kimberly both want to return back to their normal lives, but their problems are just beginning when they both realize they go to the same university.

When Kimberly is bitten a second time, by an unknown attacker, they must team up to navigate the vampire world together and find the assailant. Soon, they discover that the mysterious past Aaron’s brothers are hiding may hold the key to secrets that could tear apart their own pasts and destroy their future.

S.L. Cokeley’s debut novel, This Blood that Binds Us, is the first in a series that explores the true meaning of family, making peace with the past, and finding friendships in unexpected places.

The heart always wants what it can't have...

Duty, honor, and sacrifice.
Dedicating my life to these elements, for family and country, leaves little for myself in return.
It’s why I indulge in a no-strings hookup with a handsome stranger mere days before heading half-a-world away.
Except one night turns into a week-long fling, creating a connection at the most inopportune time.
And neither of us want it to end.
Staying in touch is easy at first, but dwindles to radio silence and distant memories as time passes.
I didn’t expect him to re-emerge in my life months later, now belonging to someone else.
It should be enough for us both to walk away.
To push down this relentless, aching want.
But we don’t…
We can't.
Because the heart always wants what it can’t have.

When I met Leonardo Ricci, he was determined I would only be a fling, while I was certain he was my forever.

Seven years later, we're the perfect couple. Happy, married, and in love-in sickness and health, till death do us part.

At least until the unthinkable happens.

Now we can't look at each other. We don't sleep in the same bed. We can't even be in the same room. The loss is too great and the pain runs too deep.

But this man is the love of my life. I convinced him once, and I would be damned if I couldn't do it again. I would be damned if I couldn't fix what we broke. 

When I met Leonardo Ricci, he was determined I would only be a fling, while I was certain he was my forever.

Seven years later, we're the perfect couple. Happy, married, and in love-in sickness and health, till death do us part.

At least until the unthinkable happens.

Now we can't look at each other. We don't sleep in the same bed. We can't even be in the same room. The loss is too great and the pain runs too deep.

But this man is the love of my life. I convinced him once, and I would be damned if I couldn't do it again. I would be damned if I couldn't fix what we broke.

We longed. We lost. We loved. Desperately.

I thought I had my life all figured out. But after a college football accident leaves me deaf, I was learning how to live all over again.

I expected the anger, the frustration, and the struggle to readjust, but what I didn’t expect to happen amongst the chaos, was to fall in love.

Especially not with two men.

Rough-edged puzzle pieces, Rhys, Samuel, and I were nothing but aching memories, painful realities, and hidden scars.

We were products of our pasts, abandoned and unloved, messy and complicated. Individually we had baggage; together we had mountains to climb.

But when the three of us were tangled up in one another, spilling secrets in the dark, hearts beating in sync, nothing else mattered but them.

We needed to break the cycle, because they deserved love… And who knows, maybe I finally did too.

Two halves of a whole, Arlo Bishop and I were both unwanted kids brought together by the foster system. Dealing with the aftermath of neglect and abandonment, we grew up side by side and found solace in one another.

We wanted.

We needed.

We loved.

Desperately.

But somewhere along the way, Arlo wanted and needed and loved drugs more. So, I did the only thing I could and broke my own heart to save his.

Now, four years later, I’m back in L.A. and face-to-face with my past. Not only does the pain and hurt of our mistakes linger between us, but so do our feelings.

I didn’t plan on a second chance, fear of history repeating itself making it hard to forgive and even harder to forget. But with only one touch, one kiss, I was taken back to where it all started.

Two halves of a whole, Arlo Bishop and I were made for each other. But we were no longer the unwanted foster kids.

We were grown men.

And I wanted nothing more than him.

UNWANTED is book one in a brand new, emotional LGBTQ+ series that follows a group of foster siblings, who are banded together by their pasts. Each book can be read as a COMPLETE standaone.

How many times will we kill each other? How many times can we fall in love?

Seth

I always thought my world would begin and end with Jayce Walker. When a sleep study offers us life-changing money, we jump at the opportunity. There’s only one I don’t have insomnia. Bluffing my way in is easy, but getting there and losing everything that’s ever mattered is a nightmare I can’t escape.

Jayce is gone. My only ally is a voice in my head named Clay, who insists the body walking around — the one I’ve known and loved my entire life — belongs to a man named Kade, and he only wants one thing.

To kill me.

Kade

Most people don’t get second chances, but I did. Brought back to life by a power-hungry company, I have one thought: I want revenge.

But... the man I’m chasing isn’t Clay. His name is Seth, and all my years of being a heartless, psychopathic killer never prepared me for the way his wide eyes make me feel. I don’t know how to deal with the emotions still knocking around in my chest that used to belong to someone named Jayce.

They make me question things. They make me wonder if my agenda has changed…

I want to make Seth mine.

Why is the one thing you can't have, always the thing you want most?

For years, my life - my very existence - has orbited that of my family. I have lived and breathed only for them. Become indifferent to my dreams. lost myself. But One thing one person could bring me back to me....

My brother's best friend.

Rush

When I show up to surprise my boyfriend in a barely-there festive outfit, I’m expecting him to be alone.

Not hosting family.

His fiancé’s family.

Down one boyfriend and up a lot of embarrassment, I flee with my tail between my legs. The broken heart will fade. My humiliation, not so much, but my saving grace is the fact that I never have to see either of them ever, ever again.

Until I walk into work and come face to face with my new boss.

Hunter

I never, in a million years, would have guessed the man hiding under his desk at work would be the one person I hoped to never see again.

My ex-fiancé’s side piece.

Apparently I can’t fire the guy because of personal issues, so I try to play nice, which is a whole lot harder to do when I find out my ex is still texting Rush. The same ex I haven’t heard from since I walked out on his begging.

Rush tells me he didn’t know about me. He tells me there were others. He also tells me our ex still wants him and so, we come up with a plan. To show him what it feels like when you want someone who doesn’t want you back.

All we need is a camera. His number. And one shared kiss.

Revenge has never been sweeter.

Payne

In search of: room to rent.

Must ignore the patheticness of a forty-year-old roommate.

Preferably dirt cheap as funds are tight (nonexistent).

There’s nothing sadder than moving back to my hometown newly divorced, homeless, and lost for what my next move is.

When my little brother’s best friend offers me a place to stay in exchange for menial duties, I swallow my pride and jump at the offer.

I need this.

I also need Beau to wear a shirt. And ditch the gray sweatpants. And not leave his door ajar when he’s in compromising positions ...

Beau

In search of: roommate.

Must be non smoker and non douchebag.

Room payment to be made in meal planning, repairs, and dumb jokes.

Since my career took off, I barely have time to breathe, let alone keep my life in order. I’m naturally chaotic, make terrible decisions, and scare off potential dates with my “weirdness”.

So when Payne gets back into town and needs somewhere to stay, I offer him my spare room with one condition: while he’s staying with me, I need him to help me become date-able.

And while he does that, I can focus on my other plan: ignoring that Payne is the only man I’ve ever wanted to date.

Xander

There’s something seriously wrong with me.

For once, I’m not talking about the health anxiety that randomly pops up and wreaks havoc on my life. I'm talking about, well, everything else.

All my roommates have found someone to love them, and it hurts to see the guys who used to have me at the center of their worlds pair off and grow up, especially when it’s a reminder of how alone I've always been. I’ve always had an issue with relationships. With forming a connection with people outside of Seven, but this is more.

Because I want to find my someone.

Except the one person my brain has latched onto is the one person I can never have. The one person who’s there to help me when my panic attacks get too much.

Nurse Derek.

Derek

I should never have offered to treat Xander Moore.

And now here I am years later, my life on hold, while I wait day in and day out for the call that Xander needs me. It always comes, and I always answer, but I’m starting to dread those visits.

Lately, I’m looking at Xander in a way a medical professional should never look at their patient.

When Xander starts volunteering at the same nursing home that I do, I get to see a new side of him. The artistic, charismatic side that draws the residents in. I get glimpses of a man who’s so much more than his anxiety, and it does nothing to help my feelings for him.

Lines begin to blur and I have no choice but to stop treating him. That at least allows us to be friends. The only problem is, being friends isn’t enough for either of us.

It’s wrong, unethical, and unprofessional, but my heart won’t listen. It’s decided on Xander, and it doesn’t want to wait. Neither does Xander.

But if I want to keep my job, I have to resist.

I just wish he didn’t make that so difficult.

Book 3 in the Prince of Lust series

London has fallen.
With the city breached and no sanctuary left, Cassius Jones is thrust into the chaos of a dying world. Monsters roam free, factions fracture, and the University lies in ruins. Cassius must navigate shifting allegiances and the complex politics of the teras—hybrids and purebloods alike, each with their own vision of survival. But even as the line between enemy and ally fades, the darkest truths lie closer to home. As he unravels the grim origins of the University and the world it shaped, Cassius must confront everything he thought he believed—about justice, about God, and about himself. And through it all, there’s Leo: the boy he’s spent all this time trying not to love.

Now, that denial may be the last lie he can afford. In a war where no side is innocent, and no choice comes without cost, Cassius must confront who he truly is—and decide what, and who, he’s willing to sacrifice. The end is coming.

What will he save?