BEST OF 2017

A collection of eight bestselling novels, bonus content, and a brand new story from Alexa Riley.

Available only for a limited time. 

The following novels (along with bonus scenes for each) are included:

A. Zavarelli - Beast

Serie Twisted Ever After #1



Once upon a time, I believed in fairytales.



But then he took me.



And he taught me that life isn’t a fairytale.



He is scarred. Broken.



A dark and wild thing.



His beauty is violent and his words are cruel.



His heart is a shadowed landscape where nothing can grow.



He tells me he could never care for me, and he proves it every day.



He’s destroyed my life.



Tortured me.



And worse…



He’s trained me to beg for his affection.



This prison is a place where sunlight doesn’t reach.



He taught me that hate is born in darkness.



And then he taught me that sometimes love is too

Celia Aaron - Blackwood



I dig. It’s what I do. I’ll literally use a shovel to answer a question. Some answers, though, have been buried too deep for too long. But I’ll find those, too. And I know where to dig—the Blackwood Estate on the edge of the Mississippi Delta. Garrett Blackwood is the only thing standing between me and the truth. A broken man—one with desires that dance in the darkest part of my soul—he’s either my savior or my enemy. I’ll dig until I find all his secrets. Then I’ll run so he never finds mine. The only problem? He likes it when I run.

Jade West - Buy Me, Sir

They call him the puppet master.

They say he’s dirty, dark and dangerous.

And they’re right.

He’s everything they say he is, and more.

So much more.



Alexander Henley has no idea I exist. No idea whatsoever how much I want him.

But that’s all about to change.

Because if there’s one thing I know about the puppet master, it’s that he pays well to pull women’s strings.

And I’m going to be his next purchase.

Jenika Snow - Affliction

It wasn’t until Cameron that I knew what real darkness was…or that I’d crave it so much.



I’ve let the world weigh down on me, pull me under until nothing makes sense anymore. Maybe that’s how I let myself get into this mess. Maybe that’s how I’m in my current situation with a man I knew could save me from a fate worse than death. Even if being with Cameron, giving him the very part of me, the only part that’s worth anything—my body—might very well ruin me, I have to survive.



Drug lord. Crime boss. Murderer. I should fear him, be horrified by what he wants from me, by who he is. But instead I find myself wanting to please him, wanting to give myself over completely.



Because I know that gives me control over him.



Cameron Ashton reigns over the gritty underworld, the danger and violence of depravity, from his throne. A pistol is his sword, and apathy is his second-in-command. I know he’s dangerous, know he’ll break me and not think twice. But he’s my only chance, the only way I’ll survive.



And I didn’t know how true that was until he owned me.



He’s possessive and controlling. The darkness in him runs stronger, deeper than it ever has in me. Maybe we’re not so different. Maybe giving up my control to Cameron, giving him my very soul, makes me the powerful one.



Maybe, in the end, I’ll be the one who owns him.

Alta Hensley - Delicate Scars

Is it possible to pick that one defining moment in life that fucked you up? Can anyone look back on their life and pinpoint the exact minute it happened? I used to believe that I wasn’t fucked up. I had absolutely no reason to be.



Until I met him.

Axel Rye.

Yes.

He fucked me up.

He really fucked me up.



It all started so simply. I only wanted to write a book about the dark, gritty world of nightclubs, booze, drugs, and sex. I didn’t expect to be sucked in to the point where I could no longer see the light. But I became weak. Axel Rye made me weak.



He was wrong in every way. He was a drug dealer, a criminal, and someone your parents told you to stay away from. Yet, he became my drug, and I shook in need until my next fix.



I was delicate.

He was scarred.



But together…together we became delicate scars.

Isabella Starling - His Muse



MASON



Cara Newton is the kind of girl you become an artist for. 

Stunning, rebellious, sweet. So damn sweet.

She's also eighteen, my business partner's daughter, and completely off limits.

Not that I care. 

She would look so beautiful on the walls of my gallery, I might have to break her, just so I can paint her in her true colors.

On her knees.

Mouth open.

Begging for more.

That's my little girl.



CARA



I'm used to getting what I want from my father.

Used to pulling on his strings to get exactly what I crave.

Spending a summer with his business partner sounds awful... Until I meet the man in question. 

Mason Presley.

He's troubled, messed up, scary. 

He's so handsome I'm afraid to even look at him. 

So intense it sends shivers down my spine.

I think he wants me.

I know I want him.

But Mason likes me broken... and when I do break, he's either going to send me away...

Or keep me as his own forever.

Ava Harrison - Trans-fer-ence



The nightmares find me.

They steal my breath, slowly suffocating me.

I’m scared.

I want it to stop.

He’s supposed to help me.

Instead, he evokes something forbidden.

I know I should run.

But I can’t.

I’ve made my choice.

I want him.

There's only one problem...

He's my therapist.

K. Webster - Notice 



I didn’t notice her before…but now I do. 

The shiny strands of gold in her silky brown hair. 

Tiny crinkles between her eyebrows when she frowns. 

Her passion for neatness. 



Once I focus on her, I can’t take my eyes from my newest obsession. Ever. 

I need to know everything about her. 

Her past. Her present. 

The way she takes her coffee. 

Exactly how she smells after a spritz of perfume in the mornings. 



She’s perfect in every way and I was blind. 

But, God, now do I see. 



I notice the organized way she arranges her clothes in her closet. 

How she visits the same market each Saturday. 

The sounds of her breathing as I lie beneath her bed in silence. 



Violet is mine. 

She just doesn’t know it yet.