Jo Raven

His name is Rafaele Vestri, Rafe to his friends. He's tall, strong, handsome. Distant. He often comes to the coffee shop where I work, but we don't talk much. He looks at me, though. Stares at me, his gaze heated, and I can't help but stare back. I want him, I won't deny it. I've never seen anyone that beautiful, anyone that powerful, in my life. But he's growing more withdrawn by the day. Something's up, and he won't tell. I know about his past...

Once upon a time there lived a boy with his dad who ruled the small town of Destiny. Like his dad, the boy was a bully who thrived on causing misery. Like his dad, he was king. Like his dad, he was lost. One day he met a girl called Luna who made him feel something other than rage and pain, a girl who would one day show him that to be strong you don't have to hurt others, or yourself, and that there's great strength in kindness and love. But that...

ason is handsome. Clever. Dangerous. Hot. He's goddamn gorgeous – but he's also living on the street, hanging out with the local MC gang and selling his body for a living. Our paths, our lives couldn't be further apart. I'm crawling toward the light, while he sinks into the dark. But it doesn't matter how different we are, or what logic dictates. I just can't get Jason out of my mind. Can't stop myself from seeking him out, even as ghosts from...

Once upon a time, my life was good. I had a family, I had a girlfriend, and hopes for the future. That was long ago, but I remember it. A hazy dream of what could have been. That's gone now. I lost it all. Life fucked me over, and now I'm scared of my own damn shadow. I'm training to be a tattoo artist, but I bet I'm not good enough. I have a roof over my head, but every morning I'm scared shitless that I'll find myself on the street again--or worse,...

Raylin is on the run. Her father's associates will stop at nothing to claim the money he owes them-including killing her. A last ditch ticket to Florida, a temporary house to hide in and no future to look forward to. That is, until she meets Storm, a tattooed bad boy who is housesitting down the beach and doing repairs for the summer. A perfect place, a perfect pair of strong arms, a spot of calm in which to hide for a while-or is it? Drop-dead gorgeous,...

Kaden Hansen was my whole world. I fell head over heels. And then he cheated on me. Or so I thought. I'm pretty sure, okay? Anyway, I ran away and refused to talk to him again. But what if I was wrong? I don't trust men. My ex cheated on me with my cousin. In our bed. And Kaden, my boyfriend, well...I think he cheated on me, too. Confidence is a fragile thing, and mine is already shattered. So I flew back to Chicago, putting distance between us before...

Matthew Hansen is the kind of handsome that has grown women whispering behind their hands and giggling like schoolgirls. Dark, tall and mysterious, he's a newcomer to our little town. He's a gritty, grease-covered mechanic, and a single daddy. Sweet, right? Plus he's looking for a nanny — and I am desperately looking for a job. Sounds like the perfect deal. Only he's a jerk. An uncivilized, hulking brute. Zero manners. Zero interest in making me...

He came into our garden like a ghost the blond boy with the raven on his shoulder He was pretty like a star and just as distant an imaginary friend vanishing before anyone else could see him. But years later, he appears at my high school He comes out of nowhere, just like before This time he's older, taller, the raven gone Is he real? Was it all true? And if he vanishes again, how will I survive it?

There's a girl asleep by my bed. Her name's Sophie and she's the love of my life. She doesn't know that. I've never told her. I've been the biggest asshole the world has seen. I want everything from her but I can't ask for it. I fucked up, I'm probably dying, and it's too late for second chances… * This is a long standalone novella. It tells the story of Sophie, sister of Cosima (Merc's girl from Dark Child) *

This is no fairytale... Once I fell in love with a gorgeous boy next door. Years later, he's back-a total hunk, hot as hell, and bad. So bad. Rude. Cocky. Hard. And I'm dying for a taste. Jarett was our neighbors' adopted son. Handsome, strong, quiet, he was my protector, and my friend. Now he's back, and he's still gorgeous. Tall, dark and sexy. All man. But he's a bad guy, moving with a dangerous crowd. So why do I keep winding up in his arms? On...