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I swore I would never return to this palace. Never kneel before my father again. But I have been dragged back into his gilded cage, trapped beneath his rule, and bound to a fate I had tried to escape. My body is his to break, my magic his to wield. And no matter how many nights I dream of Dacre storming these halls, of his hands, pulling me from the darkness—dreams are nothing against the greed of a king. Even if my mate comes for me, even if I am freed from my father's grip, I'm not sure there will be anything left of me to save. The kingdom is dying.

Lilith has been dying since the day she was born. While she long ago came to terms with her own imminent death, the deaths of everyone she loves are an entirely different matter. As her town slowly withers in the clutches of a mysterious god-cursed illness, she takes matters into her own hands. Desperate to find a cure, Lilith strikes a bargain with the only thing the gods hate more than her village: a vampire, Vale. She offers him six roses in exchange for six vials of vampire blood—the one hope for her town's salvation.

But there is one who can save the fates of all. For the child borne of fire and blood, Shall be our ruin or our redemption. An ancient prophecy. A betrayal so deep it will echo through eternity. Ophelia Hart is no ordinary elementai. In fact, she is extraordinary in every single way there is. And now that she knows her true heritage and has bonded to the most powerful vampire who ever lived, and the three ruthless vampires he sired, she wonders if she might finally know some true happiness. It seems at last within her reach—so long as the truth of her identity remains a closely guarded secret.

They promised me everything. But when the tides turned and my true self surfaced, their promises washed away with the receding waves. I forced them to realize their mistake and made them see the truth, even if it meant drowning in my own heartache. Now, they're sorry, begging for forgiveness. But I'm done with empty words and broken promises. I would have been happy to leave and never look back, but a rip current keeps pulling me toward them, to face the hurt.

Alexia Tarabotti is laboring under a great many social tribulations. First, she has no soul. Second, she's a spinster whose father is both Italian and dead. Third, she was rudely attacked by a vampire, breaking all standards of social etiquette. Where to go from there? From bad to worse, apparently, for Alexia accidentally kills the vampire - and then the appalling Lord Maccon (loud, messy, gorgeous, and werewolf) is sent by Queen Victoria to investigate.

But if the chosen one can slay the three-headed dragon—if the untamable beast does kneel at its new master’s feet, and the light is tempted back from the darkness, then they shall awaken the protector of man. And the sun must swallow the shadows to bring a balance that reigns through the ages.

Dark Magic comes at a cost, but Maeve Sinclair is willing to sacrifice more than just her Magic in exchange for freedom. She is the only witch with the ability to jump through minds. She and her magical world live in hiding on Earth, desperately waiting for the rise of the prophesied Dread Descendant. While praying for this Prince of Darkness to return them to their ancient home realm, the humans wage wars that threaten magic's very existence on Earth.

After living the life of a hermit for so long, moving to the rainy town of Mistvale was a big change, but something pulled me to the town, a connection I couldn't ignore. I hadn't expected to find my mate. I definitely hadn't expected to find him buried in the basement of my new house. As if that wasn't enough, he was a vampire and susceptible to fire. How could a fire mage who couldn't control his magic and a vampire ever be together?

Saffron sank into a despondent heap by the side of the road, wedding dress and all. I've made a terrible mistake. I never should have tried to run. It'll just make it worse when they catch me and take me back. This time, a voice answered from inside her. It was the voice of her fox, which was usually still and quiet inside her. The only time it had spoken to her lately was a single word, back in town: Run! Now, it told her to be calm. We're going to get out of this.

Dragons were dying. All over the world, a curse was taking us out one by one, and nobody knew how to stop it. I watched my mother burn, I watched my little brother fall sick. That's when Robby practically falls into my lap, with his big brown eyes and charming smile and his penchant for being hunted by vampires. After saving him twice from certain death, we soon come to realize that there's a reason he's being hunted. And that reason may be the answer to all our problems, and the start to a whole new set of them.

Six months ago, Clementine West had the worst day of her life. So, she came up with a plan to keep her heart safe: stay busy, work hard, take no risks. And it’s been working. That is until one day she finds a strange man standing in her kitchen. A man with kind eyes, a crooked smile, and a recipe for the perfect lemon meringue pie. The kind of man that, before everything, she could have fallen for... He’s perfect but for one thing: he lives in the past. Seven years ago, to be exact.

Being the Omega daughter of Slate City's favorite politician is exhausting. Everyone in our family is perfect. Good jobs, good images, no scandals, and smiling at all times. That's not me, and it never will be. No matter how hard I try. All I've ever wanted was a simpler life—to choose what I want to do, have a pack who loves me, and be happy—but that's not an option. My entire life is already planned out for me. Every step carefully curated to make sure my family stays at the top, in the spotlight, and in power. Of course, I will be their dutiful Omega daughter.

Getting caught blowing the whistle on a mob boss isn't the worst part of my day. No, that would be getting sucked through a portal to Faerie. Or finding out I'm a witch who can fly . . . very, very badly. Or fighting off a soul-sucking fae who wants to drain me dry. Or getting stuck in a tree, flashing an orc my hot-pink panties. Actually, that last one might not be so bad. Dravarr's scowls highlight his smoldering eyes and sharp cheekbones, and his touch makes me swoon. Especially since he has to hold me all day and night to keep me from floating away. But the soul-sucking fae come back.

Newly turned vampire Jesse Hunt has been spotted by two werewolves! Should he run, fight, or ask for noms? Barrett Walker, alpha of the local pack, has two options upon meeting the starving but sweet Jesse! Should he hand him over to the local vampire clan or adopt him? Barrett's in favor of adoption, but can adoption include smexy bite bite times too?

After enduring more than a year of imprisonment and experimentation, Ash is finally free—but not unscathed. Unable to feel pleasure or pain, and without any memories of his life before his ordeal, he's at the mercy of his rescuer: an alpha werewolf who promises he'll protect Ash no matter what. Drew is handsome, caring, and kind, but he might not be all he seems, and he's suffering his own ill effects of his briefer imprisonment. When he burst into Ash's cell drenched in blood after ripping their torturers to pieces, Ash looked into his eyes and didn't see anything but safety.

For the past century, I have served, defending my crops in solitude, baring my scythe as an omen. But when the crops aren't seeded, I find myself standing over a field of dirt and weeds. It is her fault. The female who has inherited the farm. She might be the new queen of these lands, but in her wake, she brings only ruin. So, I will scare her away. I will claim these fields, and she will learn to fear me! Until one evening, she is attacked by the crows. She cowers behind me for protection, begging them to spare her life.

Kieran has stepped up to take his place as the ruler of magical San Francisco. As his girlfriend I'm in the spotlight, and the Hades Demigods have taken notice. They want me on their team, and they don’t plan on asking nicely. Kieran and I are both under fire. They will kill him to get to me, and they'll take me by force if necessary. It is essential I learn more of my magic. With no other options, I do what scares me the most—I summon the last Spirit Walker to help train me.

Gerri Wilder and the Matchmaker's Book Club are at it again, meddling with the best of intentions. With romance novels and a keen eye for potential, these matchmaking mamas have their sights set on pairing two stubborn gamers with their perfect matches... each other!

Maia Fremont just wanted a chance. When the opportunity to create floral arrangements for the royal wedding is offered to her, who is she to say no? But the crown is never honest, and soon enough, she finds herself thrust into an unwanted union with a fearsome troll. Ripped from her beloved garden and the only life she's ever known, she's offered as a bride to a creature she's only heard whispers of—rumors of brutality, darkness, and insatiable hunger.

Tara had read in books of people turning white with shock. At that moment, she found out what it felt like. All the blood left her head. There was a roaring in her ears, and her legs wobbled. He knows who I am. Which means he knows I'm on the run. Any chance of smoothly covering for her awkwardness had shot right out the window when she froze like a deer in the headlights at the sound of her real name. And now Sexy Sheriff was getting up. And up...