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  Emery A gorgeous, blood-soaked man bursting into the emergency room with an injured child in his arms is one thing. Him seeing the bruises on my arm, kissing me, then punching my abusive fiancé, all in the same night? That's…well, something  else . I’m a trauma surgeon. If I wanted more drama in my life, I’d work longer shifts. Despite everything, I’m sure he's watching me. Or I’m going crazy, which might be the better option. Now it’s my wedding day, and who is waiting for me at the end of the aisle? Him. Leon Vasiliev, the ruthless bratva boss with a heart as cold as his eyes, is the sinfully handsome guy who got my heart racing. He is obsessed with me, but he’s a walking red flag, heating my body with his skillful hands. I can't fall for him. No way. But I still shudder with bliss when he says, “My wife…” Leon One look, and that was it. Instant obsession. Luscious curves, hypnotic eyes. Dr. Emery Bright sure lived up to her name. Then she rolled up the sleeves of her s...

  The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, retold as the darkest of dark romances. Sweeney Love and redemption   are for the weak. What lives in me now is hunger—cold and relentless. London is a bloated corpse, crammed full of worthless scum who burrow below the surface like maggots. Ten years of exile left me a hollow shell. Now I’m back with a new name, ready to tear apart every soul who wronged me. But when I set foot inside a place from my past, there she is. Nellie Lovett. I barely remember her, but she remembers me. God, does she remember. There’s devotion but also true madness in her eyes. She’s twisted herself around my memory like a snake, but to me, she’s useful. Nothing more. But make no mistake; I don’t  need  her. I don’t need anyone. If Nellie wants to worship the broken pieces of who I was, let her. I’ll take what I want until there’s nothing left of her to ruin. I am no longer a man. I am the blade that will cut this city—and her— wide open. Nellie I knew he...