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At the heart of Dark Romanticism is its brooding, pessimistic tone, its emphasis on the supernatural and the sins of humanity, and its use of iconic symbols and horrifying imagery. The classic Dark Romantic authors (Edgar Allan Poe, Nathaniel Hawthorne and Herman Melville) are represented in the stories and poems in this volume, as well as some authors who are not commonly included in this genre.

Billionaire seeks surrogate. She has a debt to repay, and I have a need…for a child. It is strictly a business transaction, nothing more. After the baby is born, I’ll never see her again. But bringing her into my home is a mistake. It could cost me everything. She’s curious. Sassy. And the biggest test to my patience. How can I handle a child if I can’t handle her under my roof? It doesn’t help that her hormones are raging and she wants to murder me in my sleep. I’m not that bad of a guy, I only run the mafia. And she can never find out.

Sold to the mafia. I’m nothing more than a piece of property to my brother. Forced into an arranged marriage, I enlist the help of Eagle Tactical. AriellaI moved in with Jaxson after the attack. It’s hard to keep my hands off him, but he’s my boss. He’s given me a job at Eagle Tactical as his subordinate. I don’t take orders well, especially from a grumpy boss. He's about just as grumpy as his toddler when she skips her afternoon nap. JaxsonI vowed to protect Ariella.

From Bram Stoker Award-winning author Kathe Koja comes a fiercely poetic homage to Emily Brontë’s supernatural masterpiece Wuthering Heights, where love is relentless and the dead are never gone.

I’m ordered to execute her… I never expected to see her again. We shared one wild night several years ago. She had no idea that I work for the mafia. I’m a savage, ruthless killer, but she’s innocent. She saves lives. I take them. She’s a pediatric oncology nurse. Could she be any more of a saint? She entered the wrong hotel room. There can’t be any witnesses. My boss wants her dead. Her life is in my hands. I intend to make her my wife to protect her. She’ll hate me but at least I can keep her safe.

My niece has been missing for months and I've spent every waking hour tracking her down. I need a partner in crime, a woman on the inside that can help me gather intelligence. Skylar is cute, snarky, and Jaxson's younger sister. She's completely off-limits, and when my former military brother discovers that I've hired her in secret, he's going to kill me.

I murdered my boss and stole his throne. He made me the beast that I am, and I made him pay the price. But there’s a girl that I want beside me while I rule the city. The only problem is she’s Russian, and the little sister of my enemy. She’s innocent, naive, and has no idea what I intend to do to her family.

When you're accused of stealing jewelry from the grumpy single dad who you nanny for but... Grumpy single dad seeks Nanny... Her father tells me she’s mute. Except I catch her humming a lullaby. He’s a liar. Or she has everyone deceived. What possibly could a four-year-old be hiding? I really should have done a background check on him. Imagine my surprise when I discover my grumpy boss works for the mafia. I want to leave but he won’t let me. I’m his captive, forced to follow his rules and do as he demands. This slow burn mafia romance is the second book in the Mafia Marriages series.

Il 14 dicembre 1994 non è un mercoledì come tutti gli altri a Peckham Rye, nel sud di Londra. Diana Lloyd giace ai piedi delle scale della sua antica villetta a schiera in stile georgiano. Qualcuno l’ha spinta giù dal terzo piano, prendendola alle spalle. La pioggia batte incessante sui vetri e Diana ha la vista oscurata, riesce solo a sentire il bisbigliare confuso dei suoi inquilini. L’anziana proprietaria non voleva che quella bizzarra famiglia piena di debiti entrasse in casa sua, ma non si possono scegliere gli inquilini in quella parte della città. La casa di Rye Lane allontana tutti.

Rage. It’s toxic. It poisons you. Corrupts you. Smothers your heart until it no longer beats. You can’t run from it. There’s no escape. Once it seizes control, it won’t stop until revenge bleeds the tears of justice. The day he took her, he destroyed my humanity, turning me into a bloodthirsty savage. Now, I’m driven by my hunger to see the snake bleed. To hear his screams and relish his cries.

Lieu de mythes et de secrets, l’hôtel se dresse au-dessus des marais sombres, dans sa splendeur surannée. Bâti sur une terre maudite, ses fondations portent en elles le souvenir d’une mort violente. Pourtant, il est impossible de résister à son pouvoir d’attraction. En pénétrant dans l’hôtel, chacun réagit à sa façon. Pour certains, c’est un lieu qui respire la familiarité, pour d’autres, l’étrangeté.

After two years of hiding, I'm finally free, and all I want is some peace and maybe a little garden to tend. The adorable cabin in the forest is just what I'm looking for, private and secluded. Other than the long-dead inhabitants of the old graveyard nearby, I only have one neighbor. Arlow Shaw is antisocial if not outright reclusive, quiet, and guarded when it comes to discussing himself. A nature lover, he spends most of his time in the forest or tending to his bee hives. His calming effect on me is perplexing but exactly what I need.

On a blistering summer day in 1968, nine-year-old Tommy vanishes without a trace from Coram House, an orphanage on the shores of Lake Champlain. Some say a nun drowned him, others say he ran away. Or maybe he never existed. Fifty years later, his disappearance is still unsolved. Struggling true crime writer Alex Kelley needs a fresh start. When she’s asked to ghostwrite a book about the orphanage—and the abuses that occurred there—she packs up her belongings and moves to wintry Burlington, Vermont.