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How do you hide three large dragons in plain sight? Turns out chicken nuggets and a really large barn helps. Willow thought her biggest problem was getting the taco truck in a good parking spot, not disappointing her mother again, and hiding her magic. But then lizards became dragons on a ranch in Austin, Texas, agents from another world started hunting her down, a gamer is dead, and a toaster can act as a portal. And there's the budding romance with the magical outcast, Harry the Borrower.

Wesley is between a rock and a hard place. His savior is a wolf shifter who gives him panic attacks. Wesley is always scared. He never thought of himself as naïve, but he realizes he is when the senator he used to work for turns on him. When a wolf shifter, who claims to be his fated mate, comes to his rescue, Wesley knows he's in even more danger. Paranormals are the enemy, after all. Sully's mate is the enemy. He's sure of it before he even meets him. His assignment is to protect Wesley with his life, but he can't protect him from a past that comes back to haunt him.

A werebear is just a cute name for what Brandon Ranger really is—a berserker. Beneath his skin lies a warrior driven by pure, brutal emotion. A warrior who never quits, no matter how much pain he's in. Which was fine when he was at war. But at home, nothing's so easy. Especially not when prickly sheriff's deputy Samantha Green just wants to be friends. Because a berserker's emotions never sit quiet—and when Brandon's need comes roaring to the surface, there's only one way to save her: Run.

Isaac went against his family when he refused to join the military. He had dreams, and he wasn't going to cave to family pressure to give them up. So when his boss offers him an opportunity to get some real experience in the job he's working toward, he leaps at the chance. The only problem is that his new boss is a grumpy dragon with a short fuse known to terrorize the office. But that wasn't anything Isaac couldn't handle. Right?

Niamh Farren has been burdened by knowledge for most of her life. As one of seven fae children born into the human world with the ability to open the gate to Faerie, Niamh's mission is to guide her fae brethren to do what's right. Because Niamh has seen what will happen to the human world if she does not protect the gate. Throughout the years, she's traveled the world with her brother Ronan, using her psychic visions to find the fae-borne and convince them to stay on the path that will keep the gate from opening. She has sacrificed much . . .

Fenric Feralas has a problem—either agree to assassinate the Necromancer of Boston, or lose his head. Taking the job under duress, Fenric heads right to the Necromancer and hopes to exchange what he knows for information about two old friends—only to come face to face with one of them in the midst of another assassination attempt. Cian Brennan is not expecting to see Fenric—they last parted under extreme circumstances, at the dawn of a war that nearly killed Rory, and managed to drive Cian mad. Cian committed several murders while not in his right mind, and he'll be paying for it.

In Peter's eyes, Damon Prince was a lot of things. 1. A fierce, dangerously capable alpha. 2. An annoyingly (endearingly) protective asshat. 3. The sexiest man on the planet. (He was a pretty good kisser too.) Damon would argue that Peter ought to add big, bad wolf to the list. Emphasis on the bad part. Damon had never made to hide the fact that he was the villain in the strange, supernatural turn Peter's life had taken since being bitten. He had shoved that little tidbit down Peter's throat even.

Dylan Jurgenson hates camping but is stuck chaperoning his practical magic class on their fieldtrip. Worse, he's bunking with sexy math teacher Xavier Tollis. You know, the hot Minotaur shifter who barely knows Dylan exists. Not that Xavier's lack of interest comes as any surprise. Who'd be interested in a mediocre mage, anyway?

Taylor Spratt presents Book 3 in the Rejected Monster Mates series.

Depuis six mois, la guerre fait rage entre sorciers et vampires. Replié au fort Ferian, Callum est conscient de leur équilibre précaire. Car cette guerre, ils sont en train de la perdre. Quand Séréna, l'ambassadrice louve, propose au roi vampire de négocier une alliance, Callum n'hésite pas. Il se rend au clan des loups pour tenter de les rallier à leur cause, quel qu'en soit le prix. Mais la négociation risque bien d'être plus compliquée que prévu…

Life in the perilous Thorn district is a constant battle for Arvelle and her younger brothers. Faced with an unthinkable choice, Arvelle makes a magically binding vow to do the impossible: kill the emperor, an ancient vampire created by the god Umbros. But first, she must enter the Sundering—an arena where only the fastest, strongest, and deadliest survive long enough to be selected for the emperor’s elite guard.

When I walk into the chapel, ready to off the best man and collect my bounty, I don't expect to see Rhodes, and I sure don't expect to scent him as my mate. Now I have ten seconds to decide if I am going to pretend I'm a guest in the hopes of getting what I've always wanted or complete the job with the precision it requires.

The Viper King Azure, ousted from his throne and driven into hiding, is far from forgotten. Lurking in the shadows, he's meticulously planning his return, intent on unleashing a sinister plot to grow his powers by creating counterfeit animi. The relentless forces of the Kingdoms of Claws and Fangs are on a desperate hunt to find him before he can wreak further havoc.

Kyle was born with the ability to erase memories—and the inability to keep her opinions to herself. She and her vampire and demon teammates provide supernatural damage control when humans see too much. Today's problem? A sword-wielding angel and a demon had a supernatural smackdown during happy hour in a Cleveland bar, leaving behind a headless vampire and a dozen human witnesses.

I'd pretty much given up on family. Raised in the foster system, I've always been on my own and thought it would be that way forever. But now I have a new cat shifter pride, I've been reunited with the father who never knew I existed, and I have a new love—my Alpha, Anthony Holder.

Fionn Mór was once a high king of Ireland; a fierce warrior who led his tribes against the invading fae. It was a war he couldn't win and to save his family he turned consort for the Fae Queen. Fionn escaped as the thing he once despised, and the people he loved betrayed him for it. Now, centuries later, it's time to reopen the gates to Faerie to take his revenge against the Faerie Queen.

In Charm Cove, Maine, spring means blooming flowers, thawed snow, and just a hint of everyday magic. Moira Wicked is embracing it all—her powers, her future, and her recent engagement to Liam. Life is finally settling down. Until it starts raining daisies. One minute, the town looks like a picture-perfect coastal getaway. The next, it's drowning in daisies—falling from the sky, sprouting from rooftops, carpeting lawns, and turning every surface into a floral explosion. Pretty? Sure. Magical menace? Definitely.

My life is unraveling as Ansel brings my mother to the Unseelie Court, using her as a hostage to control me. The Unseelie King thinks he has a hold on me but is sorely mistaken when I go to extreme lengths to get my mother back and gain my freedom. Trouble is brewing in the Fae realm as I'm not the only one looking for a way out. Fae from both courts prepare to overthrow their leaders, but they need the help of the last dragon to accomplish their goals.

All I wanted was to live my life in isolation and enjoy my retirement in peace. But then a naked woman approached from deep within the forest, needing my help. I knew I shouldn’t help her, she would only bring trouble. The men after her would arrive soon, and I should chase her away. But I couldn’t.

Just before Christmas my life underwent a major change. And I’m not talking about the fact I hit menopause hard—I mean, we're talking night sweats and hormones gone wild. Nope, it was worse than that. I almost died, and would have actually been six feet under if I'd not been transformed into a vampire. You heard me right. At the ripe age of forty-seven, I became a blood-guzzling, sunlight-hating, fanged menace with an insatiable appetite. Thankfully, criminals taste delicious.