A genre-defying novel about immortality and hunger from V. E. Schwab, the #1 New York Times bestselling author of The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue. This is a story about hunger. 1532. Santo Domingo de la Calzada. A young girl grows up wild and wily—her beauty is only outmatched by her dreams of escape. But María knows she can only ever be a prize, or a pawn, in the games played by men. When an alluring stranger offers an alternate path, María makes a desperate choice. She vows to have no regrets. This is a story about love. 1827. London. A young woman lives an idyllic but cloistered life on her family’s estate, until a moment of forbidden intimacy sees her shipped off to London. Charlotte’s tender heart and seemingly impossible wishes are swept away by an invitation from a beautiful widow—but the price of freedom is higher than she could have imagined. This is a story about rage. 2019. Boston. College was supposed to be her chance to be someone new. That’s why Alice moved halfway across the world, leaving her old life behind. But after an out-of-character one-night stand leaves her questioning her past, her present, and her future, Alice throws herself into the hunt for answers . . . and revenge. This is a story about life—how it ends, and how it starts.

A hard, dominating Bratva Prince A fearless, crazy Cartel Princess Aleksandr Volkov I've lived my life with rigid control. A tight vice on myself and my emotions. Scars from my past have left me broken. Riddled with guilt and anguish. When my baby sister was kidnapped, I feared the worst. That she'd suffered the same fate as our mother. It stirred up those feelings I've tried so desperately to bury and ignore. I never expected to find her. Drea Ortega. A 5ft, tattooed, killing machine who took my breath away from the first moment I laid eyes on her. She was my beacon of light in my dark chaotic world. My heart. My soul. My everything. Drea Ortega I loved my life in the Cartel. It was brutal and violent. Rough and bloody. All things I thoroughly enjoyed. I liked the way it challenged me. Forced me to think on my feet and adapt. Getting kidnapped happened sometimes in my line of work. It was nothing to cry over. Nothing to freak out about. You rolled up your sleeves and dealt with it as best you could. The Bratva were the stuff of nightmares. Rumours of their brutality and viciousness circled far and wide in the organised crime world. My dad told me to steer clear of them, and now I was stuck in the lion's den. I never expected to find him. Aleksandr Volkov. Tall. Dark. Sexy. He was hotter than any man had the right to be. Over 6 and a half feet of pure muscle and sin with a secret heart of gold. He forced his way into my life and now, I wasn't sure I could live without him. Author note: Bratva Prince is not a standalone. It is the second book in the Bratva series. Each book centres around a different couple, featuring a dark, dominating alpha male and the feisty heroine he falls in love with, who is just as violent and bloodthirsty as he is. The overall story intertwines with each book, and each couple receives a HEA. This series is not for the faint of heart. It contains extreme violence, harsh language, graphic sexual scenes and talk of sexual abuse. If these things offend you, then this book is not for you. It is not suited for anyone under the age of 18.

"Then, Samkiel, you will know this is how the world ends." But it was not this world. No, it was mine. It was Dianna. The world quakes in fear as the last shred of Dianna's humanity is ripped from her. As it should. Grief consumes Dianna, burning away any semblance of good within her and threatening the budding relationship between her and Liam. Now, Liam must pull her back from the brink of complete damnation before time runs out.

A hard, dominating Bratva Prince A fearless, crazy Cartel Princess Aleksandr Volkov I've lived my life with rigid control. A tight vice on myself and my emotions. Scars from my past have left me broken. Riddled with guilt and anguish. When my baby sister was kidnapped, I feared the worst. That she'd suffered the same fate as our mother. It stirred up those feelings I've tried so desperately to bury and ignore. I never expected to find her. Drea Ortega. A 5ft, tattooed, killing machine who took my breath away from the first moment I laid eyes on her. She was my beacon of light in my dark chaotic world. My heart. My soul. My everything. Drea Ortega I loved my life in the Cartel. It was brutal and violent. Rough and bloody. All things I thoroughly enjoyed. I liked the way it challenged me. Forced me to think on my feet and adapt. Getting kidnapped happened sometimes in my line of work. It was nothing to cry over. Nothing to freak out about. You rolled up your sleeves and dealt with it as best you could. The Bratva were the stuff of nightmares. Rumours of their brutality and viciousness circled far and wide in the organised crime world. My dad told me to steer clear of them, and now I was stuck in the lion's den. I never expected to find him. Aleksandr Volkov. Tall. Dark. Sexy. He was hotter than any man had the right to be. Over 6 and a half feet of pure muscle and sin with a secret heart of gold. He forced his way into my life and now, I wasn't sure I could live without him. Author note: Bratva Prince is not a standalone. It is the second book in the Bratva series. Each book centres around a different couple, featuring a dark, dominating alpha male and the feisty heroine he falls in love with, who is just as violent and bloodthirsty as he is. The overall story intertwines with each book, and each couple receives a HEA. This series is not for the faint of heart. It contains extreme violence, harsh language, graphic sexual scenes and talk of sexual abuse. If these things offend you, then this book is not for you. It is not suited for anyone under the age of 18.

"Then, Samkiel, you will know this is how the world ends." But it was not this world. No, it was mine. It was Dianna. The world quakes in fear as the last shred of Dianna's humanity is ripped from her. As it should. Grief consumes Dianna, burning away any semblance of good within her and threatening the budding relationship between her and Liam. Now, Liam must pull her back from the brink of complete damnation before time runs out.

Follow the River is a full-length, mature, new adult bully/enemies-to-lovers MM (male/male) romance with dark themes. There will be triggering content for some readers. SPECIFIC TRIGGERS WILL NOT BE LISTED at the beginning of the book as they will be spoilers, so please be advised that if you have triggers, any at all, this book might not be for you. I've never been one to back down from a challenge. Rather than shy away, I grit my teeth and use it as an opportunity to prove myself. Not just in football, but also in life. Even when I was thrown through a loop in discovering I was bisexual, I embraced it. Owning it so no one can use it as ammunition against me. But when Ciaráin Grady comes barreling into my life with his venomous tongue and amber eyes brimming with disdain, I realize every test of my character and strength could never have prepared me for the trial he holds. One that toes the line of love and hate. It's all-consuming and toxic. Yet under the layers of revulsion he masks his face with, I see it. A glimmer of lust from deep within his secretive, broken soul. And when we're thrown together under heinous circumstances, the distinction between enemy and lover begins to blur. So...what is Ciaráin Grady to me? I'm only certain that he is the greatest challenge of my life.

Follow the River is a full-length, mature, new adult bully/enemies-to-lovers MM (male/male) romance with dark themes. There will be triggering content for some readers. SPECIFIC TRIGGERS WILL NOT BE LISTED at the beginning of the book as they will be spoilers, so please be advised that if you have triggers, any at all, this book might not be for you. I've never been one to back down from a challenge. Rather than shy away, I grit my teeth and use it as an opportunity to prove myself. Not just in football, but also in life. Even when I was thrown through a loop in discovering I was bisexual, I embraced it. Owning it so no one can use it as ammunition against me. But when Ciaráin Grady comes barreling into my life with his venomous tongue and amber eyes brimming with disdain, I realize every test of my character and strength could never have prepared me for the trial he holds. One that toes the line of love and hate. It's all-consuming and toxic. Yet under the layers of revulsion he masks his face with, I see it. A glimmer of lust from deep within his secretive, broken soul. And when we're thrown together under heinous circumstances, the distinction between enemy and lover begins to blur. So...what is Ciaráin Grady to me? I'm only certain that he is the greatest challenge of my life.