Publication date: September 13th 2022
Genres: Adult, Dark Romance, Romance

Some heroes want to save the world. Some will burn it down for the one they love. Call them villains, anti-heroes, criminals, and monsters. But these dark men love deeply and fiercely, and are ready to go to the ends of the earth to save their soulmate.

They will tempt you.
Captivate you.
Drag you into darkness, and leave you breathless.
They’ll show you how good love can be in the dark.

There’s a spark between these pages, and these Heartless Heroes will set your world on fire.

Morally grey is the favorite color of these twenty new and bestselling authors. Grab your copy now to read all the dark shades of love painted by these Heartless Heroes.

Authors in this set include:
J.L. Beck & C. Hallman, H. D. Carlton, Sahara Roberts & Dori Pulitano, Sonya Jesus, Lola West, D.S. Wrights, Elizabeth Miller, Lily Wildhart, Morgan James, A.R. Breck, Brynn Ford, Indie Black & Sienna Cousins, Isabella Phoenix & Victoria Pauley, Suki Williams, Ashley Gee, D.W. Marshall, and M.L. Philpitt

Excerpt

From the story Unseen by Brynn Ford in the Heartless Heroes Anthology

He comes back, giving the rolled-up sleeves of his Henley an extra shove up his arms, and a silent gasp escapes me as I take in the lines of his hard body, as I let myself look at him, really see this man for the first time since he found me in the basement.

I might be attracted to him, and the idea of it feels strange. Attraction is such a fleeting, shallow thing that it has no place in a situation like this. I know I need to shove it down deep and ignore it, though his chestnut brown beard and the long hair tied back in a knot just does something to me that makes it hard to ignore.

Striding past me, I turn my head to watch him as he reaches for the light switch beside the door and slowly, the overhead recessed lights in the room dim. As the light leaves and the dark crawls around me, I breathe out with unexpected relief. I don't know how the darkness and I became such dear friends, but it's the only comfort I've had for a long time.

He reaches down and plucks the sunglasses from my face, and though the lights are dim, I squint as the protective shades leave my eyes. I bow my head again, looking toward the floor.

"I want to see your eyes," he says. "Look at me."

Slowly, I raise my head, quickly passing my glance over his hands as they reach down to work his belt buckle. I lift to see his face and my pulse flurries as our gazes lock.

His eyes are otherworldly. I think they must actually be a light shade of brown, but flecks of gray swirl that look nearly metallic with the way they shine. They're a beacon of light.

He's handsome.

Overwhelmingly handsome.

I feel that sweep of attraction low in my belly.

His eyes narrow, hooded by the line of his eyebrows as he stares back at me. He reaches out and taps his knuckles beneath my chin, tilting my head, bending over me to stare intensely.

"Green," he remarks. "You have one of the rarest eye colors. It's a pity he kept them hidden behind that blindfold. How often did he make you wear that?"

"All the time."

"Well, you won't be wearing a blindfold with me, baby girl. I want your eyes." He pulls his hand away and takes a small step back. "Get up."

I stand slowly, wobbling on tired legs, and reactively shoot out my hand, reaching to grab hold of something to balance me. My hand lands on his stomach, and my eyes widen, staring at my stupid hand, wondering if I've just made a mistake in touching him.

Pull your hand away!

Yet my hand remains, pressed there to the hard muscle of his abdomen.

"Willa," my head snaps up to meet his eyes, "take off your shirt."

He doesn't look like he's angry at me for touching him. And I know better than to hesitate on a command—especially with someone with a reputation like Merrick Shaw.

God, how did I end up here?

I finally pull my hand from his stomach and reach down to grip the bottom hem of the gray T-shirt he put me in, peeling it up over my head and tossing it aside. I hug myself—some long dormant instinct to cover my naked body jumping into my mind. I was naked as long as Ryan owned me, but I haven't felt bare before this moment.

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