This Collection is packed with more than 20 full-length
Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Romance reads from New York Times, USA Today, and
International Bestselling Authors! Don’t miss this collection of more than twenty unique twists in paranormal
romance and urban fantasy, providing over one million words of supernatural
suspense that will transport you to new worlds with smoking hot action and
heart-throttling adventure!
The DARK LEGENDS boxed set includes: Mermaids, Sirens, Shifters, Vampires,
Dragons, Sorcerers, Warriors, Angels, Faeries, Demons, Witches, Psychics,
Ghosts, Mythology, Folk Tales, Legends, Dark Magic, Time Travel, and More!
Rebecca Hamilton
T.F. Walsh with Demon’s Mark
Monica Corwin with Soulless
J.L. Weil with White Raven
Laxmi Hariharan with Redemption
JA Culican with The Keeper of Dragons, The Prince
Returns
Muffy Wilson and The Para-Portage of Emily
GK DeRosa with Wilder: The Guardian Series
Marilyn Peake with Shade
Kevin McLaughlin with By Darkness Revealed
Carissa Ann Lynch with Midnight Moss
Vivienne Savage with Making Waves
Anna Hub with Beyond the Shadows
Emma Nichols with Blood Moon
Shelley Munro with Claimed & Seduced
J.A.Armitage with Two of Clubs
Leilani Love with Violca’s Dragon
Demelza Carlton with Ocean’s Gift
Xyla Turner with Broken Treaty
They were born to fight.
Created to win.
But the question remains…
Who’s the real enemy?
When Sadie heads out for the night, she hardly expects to
witness a murder–much less a murder committed by a dangerous vampire with a
thirst for vengeance and destruction. Within a few hours, Sadie and her
boyfriend Aaron are pulled into a violent vampire world. Searching for a way to
survive, they know they must fight, but this might be a battle they just can’t
win.
A door slams open, startling me from my deep sleep. I
shiver. It feels like Aaron is brushing a feather over my cheek. Blindly, I pat
the side of the bed where he was lying. He’s still there, sleeping.
I don’t feel alone. I don’t think we are… I listen carefully
for any foreign sound in the room. There’s a God-awful smell, like something
crawled up somewhere and died.
I can hear
heavy breathing by the door. There is someone else in our room.
“What the
hell?” I try to shove Aaron awake.
I reach for
the light, knocking down empty cans on the nightstand. The lights buzz as they
warm up before turning on.
“Aaron!” I
scream just as the lights come on and illuminate the horror in front me. My
screams startle Aaron awake.
It’s the man from earlier this evening, the one whose crisp
white fangs were dripping with blood. He’s in our room.
He’s here for me.
I’m next.
His eyes burn into my soul as if he’s trying to control me.
“You are mine now,” the intruder says.
“This room is taken,”
Aaron says as he rises from the bed and stands with his naked chest puffed out.
He’s just wearing his boxers. I’m wearing his white button-up shirt and my
panties. It was the only thing I could find last night without turning on the
lights.
“I can see,” the intruder says, raising his eyebrows at me. He
rakes back his hair.
“It’s the man from the street!” My voice breaks as I yell. My
heart races. I pull my legs up towards me and away from him, my hands
trembling.
He cracks his neck sideways, leers at me, and steps forward,
his eyes locked on mine, as if he’s an eagle hunting his prey.
“Dude. Get out of our room,” Aaron says angrily.
The man’s attention remains on me.
A bloodcurdling scream rips through the uncomfortable
silence of our room. It sounded like it came from the room next door. Who’s in
there? What’s happening? The need to get out of this room is overwhelming.
Our intruder smiles at the sound of the scream as if it’s
his favorite sound. My body is shaking as if I have been outside all night and
the blood in my veins is frozen.
Aaron’s shoulders tense up as he stands in front of the man.
“If you know what’s good for you, you’d leave.” He tries to push the intruder,
but before Aaron can touch him, the intruder grips Aaron’s forearms.
My heartbeat races. My heart feels like it’s going to
explode. “Get off him.”
With one swift movement of the intruder’s wrist, Aaron is
launched through the air. Aaron’s body crashes against a wooden wardrobe;
splinters fly out as it crumbles under his weight. The remains of the wardrobe
collapse forward, pinning Aaron to the floor. The movement is too quick to
process. “Aaron!”
His hand is sticking out. Crimson blood drips down Aaron’s wrist.
The intruder’s head turns towards Aaron’s bloody hand so
fast that it looks like his neck could break. His mouth opens, revealing his
sharp white fangs. He lazily drags his tongue across his top lip.
This cannot be real. Vampires don’t exist.
