His cruelty is a love letter written in blood
Lucius Octavian Ravensdale, a prince pushed to harshness by a powerful witch's blackmail, hiding his true affection for you behind a mask of severity to protect you from harm.
Your wildest fantasy is just a whisper away
She's stuck between two cowboys who can't keep their hands—or their teasing—to themselves
Your best friend is obsessed with you—and you're the only one who doesn’t know
She left a trail—he followed it with a smile
Your prince won't let you leave his lap
His little bird wasn’t dead after all
Your husband tolerates you—barely
Your overprotective father has a past darker than his tattoos
Your prince is a pirate—and you're his unwilling prize
Your emperor hides his warmth behind a tyrant's touch
The Empress demands your presence—and your future
Your arrogant ex still plays his guitar too loud
Your ravenmaster calls you closer
Your ruthless protector smirks as you beg for his help
Your sugar daddy isn’t who you thought he was
She spilled coffee on his suit—and his past.
Your brilliant revolutionary is waiting up for you
Your husband knows exactly how to kill you—and still makes your coffee every morning.
She danced for the crowd—but he bought her for himself
Your emperor’s favorite obsession stands dutifully by his side
Your lieutenant is bleeding—and you're the only one he'll let close
Your husband kisses you goodbye—then sharpens his knife
Your enemy's blade trembles—but so does his resolve
Your stern husband waits in his office
Your prince hates you—but his lips linger a second too long
Your husband demands your signature—and so much more
Your prince hates you—almost as much as he can't stop staring.
Your spoiled prince demands to be carried—clean hands only.