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In a world where everyone has magic coursing through them, legend says magic itself craves a mate. Legend says those with opposite magics have the greatest chance of forming the unbreakable Bond it desires. A. B. Cerise is an obsessive-compulsive pop star with the ability to turn invisible. He's an out bisexual with absolutely no belief in Bonds. He has a love-bruised heart, thinks dating in the spotlight is a hassle at best and a nightmare at worst, and has no intention of going through it all over again.

Moira Wicked is back home for good. She's settling in to help run Persnickety Potions & Gifts, her family's store. Even though she's loath to admit it, she's a bit relieved to be home. Here in Charm Cove, there's nothing unusual about the last name Wicked and it's more uncommon to encounter someone who isn't a witch, rather than the other way around. Just when Moira thinks life might be quieting down, there's a spate of burglaries around town. It's no accident that the homes and businesses being targeted belong to witches. Once again, the oh-so-charming Charm Cove is all atwitter.

I've been alone for over three hundred years. The darkness is around every corner, trying to swallow me whole as I watch my packmates one by one find their true loves, while I stand permanently on the sidelines. But when she collapses in my arms, everything comes into crystal clear focus. I don't even know her name, only that it's her. My mate. The one I've been waiting centuries for.

Big, tatted-out bull shifter Maddox used to work as a thug for hire, but now he's a drifter with his old life in ruins. All he knows is that he wants to be better than he was. When he hitchhikes into the small town of Silvermine, Arizona, he's not planning to stay. But first he helps out a teenager in trouble, and the next thing he knows, the kid's alluring aunt walks into his life, and runs away with his heart. For the first time in his life, Maddox has something of his own to protect.

I used to be a cop, and now I kill people for fun. Yeah, yeah I know. Never admit to your crimes. But you don't know who I am. To you, I'm just words in a blurb. Besides, I don't plan on living that long anyway. The system has failed us. There is no justice. So, before I go, I'll be the justice. You know. AKAB. All Killers Are Bastards, or however the fuck the saying goes.

Satan's killer found a way past my defenses and into my heart. He stole something valuable from me and that theft could cost me something even dearer. I'll have to race against time to stop him, and if I fail then our whole world could fall. I can't let that happen. Not on my watch.

My name is Charlotte Locke, and I’m on a mission to capture my nemesis. As an analyst for Section 47, a secret spy organization, I use my magical form of synesthesia to track down paramortal criminals, but one villain keeps eluding me—Henrika Hyde. Henrika claims to have answers about my father’s death on a Section 47 mission years ago, and she has also created a horrific new weapon capable of killing even the strongest paramortals, which makes her my number one target. Helping me is Desmond Percy, a powerful galvanist who is my partner both inside and outside Section 47.

Sloane MacGregor swore she’d never return to Briarhaven, but with her twenty-fifth birthday looming—the day witches come into their magic—her grandmother summons her and her sisters back for one tiny task: break the centuries-old curse haunting their bloodline. Knox Douglas, Briarhaven’s grumpy mayor, has worked tirelessly to make his town a haven for magical folk. The last thing he needs is a cursed MacGregor wreaking havoc. It doesn’t matter he once crushed on her. For the sake of Briarhaven, Sloane has to go. But magic has other plans—and in Briarhaven, love really is a witch.

Casteel Da’Neer knows all too well that very few are as cunning or vicious as the Blood Queen, but no one, not even him, could’ve prepared for the staggering revelations. The magnitude of what the Blood Queen has done is almost unthinkable. Nothing will stop Poppy from freeing her King and destroying everything the Blood Crown stands for. With the strength of the Primal of Life’s guards behind her, and the support of the wolven, Poppy must convince the Atlantian generals to make war her way—because there can be no retreat this time.

Of course nineteen-year-old Brennan’s life would be upended by something as ridiculous and unexpected as turning into a vampire. But if there’s one thing Brennan can do, it’s pretend everything’s fine. Yet Brennan’s new bloodthirsty existence gets way more complicated after Cole, the super cute librarian – and everyone’s campus crush – stumbles on Brennan drinking from a stolen blood bag. To his surprise, Cole is happy to keep Brennan’s secret, and even seems to . . . maybe like him?

As Thea takes her place as Queen with Julian by her side, their world splinters. A new game of deceit begins between factions vying for control. Power is the prize, and Thea and Julian are caught in the middle of it. Targeted by the Vampire Council, the Mordicum, and their families, they soon discover an even deadlier threat to their future. Someone killed the Queen whose throne Thea now reigns on, and time is running out to find the killer before they get to Thea.

Remi has been doing the same job for the last two thousand years: specialist courier of valuable magical objects and sensitive information. Sent on a mission to get a powerful talisman to the City Master of the Boston Bloodclan, Remi ends up with an unexpected complication: Celyn, a beautiful fae college student who was in the right place at the wrong time.

Tareal Vanth, a demi-fae necromancer, was having a regular day of cleaning up bodies, taking out murdering trash, and pissing off local authorities . . . he should have known that peace and quiet wouldn't last in a city like Inferno. Now, an actual Reaper called Elektra is on his doorstep, demanding his help to stop a renegade necromancer from tearing the Veil apart and unleashing an undead army. He wants to tell her that it's not his problem, but Elektra's death magic sings to him like a siren song, and his fae mating instincts are getting more frustrated by the second.

After saving her rebel friends on the final day of the election, Elessia is on the run. But the danger is far from over. As she fights her guilt for betraying Loche, the man she foolishly believed could mend her broken soul, and wrestles with the unexpected emotions stirring within her for Merrick, her fiercely loyal guard, Elessia learns of the rebels' true plans—plans that threaten every loved one she's left behind.

When Roxilana hears a voice inside her head, she believes she's gone mad. This voice, Memnon, claims he is her god-touched soul mate, one who has the ability to wield magic. Not only that, but he believes Roxilana possesses magic too. Wild though his claims are, Roxilana realizes Memnon speaks the truth. First, her power Awakens. Then, Memnon, King of the Sarmatians, shows up at her door in Rome, proclaims her as his wife, and takes her to his homeland.

I knew entering the Schorchedlands would mean facing my worst nightmares. But I also knew that if I beat this cursed place—if I could meet terror face to face and survive—I would earn every one of my dreams. I would be Prince Reveln of the Luminescent Court, savior of the fae realm and the new High Heir. I'd prove my father wrong. I'd live up to my brother's legacy. I'd gain it all. That was the deal. But once again, Caelynn has ruined everything.

Billionaire dragon shifter Darius is a man in control—of his business, his family, his life. But stubborn, outspoken, redheaded Loretta and the rowdy preschoolers at her day care are about to turn his well-ordered life upside down. The fire at Loretta's apartment was no accident, and the closer he keeps her, the safer she'll be. But Loretta's not about to let anyone treat her like a treasure to be locked up for safekeeping.

I was given the name Paris at birth. So far, I've lived up to it; or rather, down to it. Too pretty, too unfocused, too easy a target. My father even tried to sacrifice me. And then I was saved by a beautiful, haunted man. Mac is a reaper; he delivers lost souls. But when he came for mine, I wouldn't let go. And now I can hear other souls too. I can help him. Love him, if he'll let me.

Liches are almost gone, only a handful of us left. I must marry to keep my race from extinction, yet how? No living female will ever stoop so low as to marry a lich. People fear us. They say we are the harbingers of death, bad luck, rot, and decomposition. In one last bid to carry out my duty, I request a wife through the Temple. She turns out to be a neglected, sickly thing with trembling hands and downcast eyes, seeking an arranged marriage out of despair. And she's perfect.

À l'aube de ses vingt ans, Sasha s'envole pour l'Irlande, résolue à percer les secrets qui l'entourent dont celui, douloureux, de la disparition de sa mère lorsqu'elle était encore adolescente. À Galway, elle rencontre Jason, qui vient de la tirer d'un mauvais pas. Mais son sauveur autoritaire à l'aura ténébreuse n'est pas n'importe qui : Jason est un loup, l'Alpha de la Meute Blanche. S'ouvre alors pour Sasha un monde dont elle ne soupçonnait pas l'existence. Plus étrange encore, Jason et elle semblent être unis par un lien mystérieux et puissant.