For fifteen years I was the Black Fox, the hero of Spain, the good-luck devil. I made my enemies dance to my tune and fall to my sword. The day must come when every hero hangs up his cape, and for me, it was the day I outsmarted the curse. I would not die for love, because I didn’t love the woman I married. Valeria Hernandez didn’t love me. Then I met her. Lolita. Fresh from boarding school, as beautiful as a rose’s thorn and poised to pierce my heart. Little Lo is as dangerous as sin and twice as forbidden. She hates me, but she loves her Black Fox. Her savior. Her devil in black. How he loves to hear her call him daddy.

Captured and forced to marry Henrik, Megara vows never to forget his monstrous behavior... but her hatred for her husband doesn't weaken her attraction to him. Henrik chases his legacy with the ferocity and strength worthy of a God. He will not be deterred, and he will not fail. Nothing will stand in his way. Not even a wife. But Henrik's strength can not keep Megara's beautiful soul from seeping into his heart. A choice is coming, between everything he ever wanted and the one thing he didn't know he needed.

Dangerous. Unstable. Obsessive. She believes in fairytales and awaits her prince. But I arrive at her doorstep and I’m far from royalty. The shiver down my back tells me he’s there. As if he were touching me. Cold, angry, aloof—he’s everything I don’t need. But I can’t turn off my attraction when he’s near. My sleeping beauty doesn’t realize just how dangerous I am. She trusts so easily, smiles so beautifully. And while she sleeps, I watch. With each passing night, I become more addicted. Until I’m a man obsessed. I feel his gaze on me, watching while I sleep. He pushes me away in the light, but in the dark, he comes to me like a moth to a flame. I crave it. He doesn’t know just how broken I am. I believed she was the light to my darkness. But it turns out my sleeping beauty likes to dive into the shadows alongside me. She’s mine, but that decision could kill us both.

Once upon a time, a scorned Queen opened a box, unleashing horrible evil on the world's heroes. Instead of gallantry and chivalry, they now possessed much more perverse traits. They’ve fallen victim to their darkest and most deviant desires. This is one of their stories... A regular at my club racked up a large debt that he couldn’t afford, so I sent my men to collect. Instead of delivering the money I was owed, they brought me her. Unable to fulfill her father’s debt, I told her he would pay for it with his life. When she begged to trade her father’s life for her own, I was intrigued. But she couldn’t hide the shiver of fear cloaked beneath the façade of strength and bravery she tried to portray. Silly girl, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into. I'm going to snuff out your pride and stomp on your courage. My father was a good man with strong values, who put his family above everything else. We weren’t perfect, but we were happy. Then, Mom died and took our happiness with her. Dad quickly got caught in a downward spiral that spun our world into chaos. The warm, caring man that I knew from my childhood was replaced with a complete stranger. It sucked the light from my world. Now, I feel I will pay greatly for his transgressions.

Shadows are formed by objects blocking rays of light. Just not mine.Its darkness is ever-present, taunting me, tricking me into doing things a man should never do, but I've learned to embrace it. Will she?Lost in dreams of a life anywhere but here, she's ignorant to the danger perched just outside the window. Taking her will be easy. But can I teach her to fly?

I'm no Prince Charming. I’m your worst nightmare. Tonight, at the erotic masquerade ball, I get to choose a girl to play with. She'll endure my deepest, darkest, erotic pleasures. I'll ruin her for any other man, push her limits. I finally see her, a beautiful brunette, her body made for me. She must play my game, submit to my demands under the watchful eye of the evil queen, if she wants to survive.

What if the storybook hero becomes the villain? She is my arch enemy's niece. I am an arrogant, controlling bastard, an excellent detective, and women are turning up dead and bound, with strange marks on their bodies. This is the least appropriate time for me to fall in lust with the enemy. Obsession is the sign of a man who is losing control. Be punctual for this appointment, Miss Moriarty. I have things I need to do. Filthy, perverted things. Note: This is a standalone Dark Romance.

Arrogant. Sadistic. Heir to a crumbling empire. And engaged to a woman he loathes. Then he meets the girl with the violet eyes, best friend of his wife to be. The more she resists him, the more his dark desires consume him to claim her. Green with envy, driven by lust, one kiss is all it will take to ruin everything.

In this town, I’m free from shame A place where everyone knows my name Glamorizing corpses to feed a need That’s why they call me Skeleton King They all worship me, but they don’t know the real me All they see is my painted face Truth is, I’m terrified, all the hope inside me died Death and cold will forever be my morbid fate Then she showed me something more Somehow stealing deaths allure

In the City of Lights, I'm a shadow. I have no substance. I'm the whisper behind you that you think you heard. I'm the one that swallows your light like a black hole. You think you see me, but like my pop says, I'm just a puppet. A blip. Air. A thought gone by. I'll never be real. But after twenty-four years of silently watching life in the city pass me by, I hunger for the one thing that beckons me like a lighthouse on a torrential sea: Blue. The girl with glitter eyes, a body spun of sin, and the only soul to make me feel. She terrifies me as much as tempts me... because I know she sees who I could be. The urge to keep her for my own is strong. So is the urge to destroy her.