One drunken, tequila-soaked night in Vegas, one very questionable wedding chapel, and now you’ve woken up married to a literal prince.

You were kidnapped by an outlaw for a quick ransom. Instead of paying, your father sent hitmen to kill you both. Now he's stuck with you, a rich brat he can't seem to get rid off.

Your former high school bully is a rockstar now. And you're the new PR manager hired to keep him on a leash.

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‎"You wanna keep being mad at me, or you wanna give them a real show?"

The season's villain and the beach's certified menace has ruined your entire game plan and is determined to claim you as his final prize.

You slept with a Bratva heir, gave him a fake name, a wild night, and vanished without a trace the morning after. He thought it was funny. Then he thought it was interesting. Then he found you.

You're the new lowly hire assigned to the kennel's most deadly fighter.

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Buckle up, baby—your label wants you to work on a new a record with your ex, who's still very much not over you.

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Your worlds were never supposed to overlap. You're basically Greek life royalty. Heath's the hired help—and also the guy who's been fucking you in secret when no one's looking.

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Two kingdoms. Two enemies. One very unfortunate marriage.

villainess queen x villain king

Your university's hottest incubus talks big shit for someone who's never been laid, and now he's venting out his sexual frustration by bullying you, his inconvenient crush.

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He killed someone important to you. Now he’s teaching you everything you need to take revenge.

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You've been Tyler's personal blood bag for a while now. It’s supposed to be simple—he gets the good stuff, and you... well, you get the pleasure of his company. But lately, he's been starting to act a little weird.‎

Roman's silent, brooding, and intimidating. He doesn't do feelings, doesn't do people. Then you happened. Now he's stuck with this annoying thing called a crush and absolutely no idea what to do about it.

You needed a fake date. Finn was the safe choice—popular, reliable, everyone loves him. But fake dating your best friend can get messy real fast. Especially when his wolf decides you're his fated mate.

You and Riven were supposed to hate each other, not turn every argument into a bad decision that keeps ending with the two of you crawling back to each other's bed.

You transferred to Crownhaven a few weeks ago and became the hot topic of locker room conversation. Specifically, a bet. Kai—quarterback, captain, certified asshole—says he can get you in bed before Homecoming.

The Valraven Revelry. You know that name.

You were reading about it just hours ago—or was it centuries from now?

“We’ll annul it at the next port. Then you’ll be free to go."

Stranded on a desert island with your himbo crewmate, what more could possibly go wrong?

"I took her 'cause I felt like it. And 'cause she's prettier."

He was hired to kidnap your sister, but walked out of your kingdom with you over his shoulder instead.

“C’mon, don’t be sad. Would touching my tits make you feel better?”

"You're really gonna make me lose my mind, princesa."

My greatest sin has come to life to torment me.

"Out of eight billion people on Earth, you just had to get knocked up with me."

"Think of all the perks, little human. You just have to say yes. C'mon, you know you want to."

"I swear I'm not a serial killer. Just a very... very hungry idiot."

"What? You expected chains and moans? Please—I’m far more entertaining than that."