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After surviving the brutal war camp and unraveling the cruel truths at the heart of Demon society, Assyria emerges not just as Rokath’s mate—but as a spark lit beneath centuries of carefully shaped stories. Assyria, the Imposter. A symbol of change. A symbol of hope. Veiled priestesses now bear swords. Forgotten daughters now wield power. And the army that once scorned Assyria must learn to kneel for her.

Nothing in the Vothia Empire is what it seems, and the most dangerous illusion of all might be the one wrapped around Elysia's heart. As hidden agendas sharpen into betrayal and old rules begin to crack, Elysia and Rhune struggle to navigate their past and present worlds. Forbidden, consuming, and laced with danger, their connection threatens more than Elysia's heart—it threatens everything and everyone around them.

He is the Fallen One, ruled by his dark ambitions. She is his greatest enemy, fated to destroy him. Their forbidden love tore the world apart. Now they might be the only ones able to heal it. Haunted by his past and the evil forces he commanded, Noctis, once the God of Darkness, cannot forget Rada, the former Goddess of Light—and the queen who ruled at his brother's side. Condemned to mortality, thought dead to the whole world, Noctis craves one last meeting …

Everything you know about your gods is a lie. Born into a ruling family, Ivy Fellows is no stranger to power. In a nation devoid of magic and forced to worship the Golden Pantheon, Ivy has used her position to loudly oppose the gods, earning her enemies and a slanderous nickname in the process. When the King dies without an heir, Ivy must take her ailing father's place at the Ascension Vote to stop the most powerful man in Corinth from taking the throne.

Champions are fated. Not even the gods can interfere. Once a name has been given, it can’t be taken back. Criminals are given two choices: life service, and condemn their descendants to the same fate, or die. Born into servitude, the only ones Ambrose hates more than the royals are the gods...

One king. One witch. One curse that demands a bride. Riven Thaelon, fae king and fae supreme, has read Warnings from the Wicked cover to cover more times than he can count. Yet, he's no closer to locating the legendary witch he desperately needs to save his blighted kingdom. There's only one...

Wed him. Bed him. Slit his throat. I killed the king. Crowned myself in his blood, but the curse still festers. To break it, I need Death, on his knees, a ring on his finger. My blade at his throat. The god fights me to the grave, evades my touch, mocks my wanting. He would rather tear himself...

The thing about being a PI? You learn to spot trouble a mile away. And Caleb Craven . . . he's trouble in a five-thousand-dollar suit. People say I've got a gift for finding what doesn't want to be found—secrets, lies, the things better left buried. Years in this business taught me one truth...

Wed me. Bed me. Slit my throat. Born in dirt, raised in rot, I dig graves for the dead, while the living decay around me. When my brother coughs blood, he appears. A man too polished for the graveyard, with a bargain too cruel for the light: Seduce the King. Become the Queen. Die. And my brother...

Nico has his own motivations for their union beyond maintaining peace with her family. A serial kidnapper known as The Collector has been ravaging the streets of Remnant Row, stirring up mistrust between natives and descendants. If Milla can help restore safety to his streets, he'll have no need for her or her family's company. Find the Collector, prevent a war between their sides of the city, and pay off the family debt before she turns twenty-one. If Milla can fulfill her end of the bargain, she'll walk away with more freedom than she's ever had before.

Flavia is the daughter of a pagan priestess enslaved to the Romans. Used and abused by her Roman lord husband and his men, she dreams of escape—any escape. When she hears the song of the ancient demon that sleeps in the dark woods of her ancestors, she cannot resist the call. The Devourer, a man-eater with no care for human pain or suffering, waits for her there. But the demon wants so much more from her than she ever imagined. What she thought would be a painful end transforms into a seduction not only of her body, but also of her mind and soul.

They thought the portal was their biggest threat. But the curse—real or imagined—might tear their family apart. MILLS: I never imagined raising a baby in 1646. But here we are: surrounded by clan allies and enemies, protective charms, and a brooch that glows when danger's near. Just when I...

I have to find strength in my weakness and have hope that this was all meant to be. Lennox Holt’s world turned upside down when the only way to return home from Dawnlin slipped through her fingers. Lies, manipulations, violence; with every exposed secret, she became more aware of how much the person she thought she trusted was actually the one with the most nefarious intent of all. Since that moment, she formed new bonds, found new love, and uncovered truths that explained her past.

One day I’m rescuing a wounded wolf in the woods. Next, I’m tripping over a naked guy in my kitchen, casually making coffee like we’re roommates on a sitcom. He claims to be the wolf I rescued and somehow… also a fae prince. Excuse me, what? Oh, and apparently, I once spent a year in Faery, dancing under moonlight like some enchanted puppet. So, yeah. He’s totally delusional. Now I’ve got an overly protective houseguest who looks at me like I’m dinner but insists he can’t touch me. Won’t touch me because of a Very Important Vow he made to his sister. Seriously?

They warned me no one survives the love of a scarred prince. I touched him anyway. And now I'm dead—just like they said I'd be. For years, I believed I was alone. Then I saw him again—a boy I once knew and never forgot. He's all muscle and perfection now—body of a god, a face that could stop traffic. But the scar and those blue eyes? I'd know them in the dark. He still believed he was a monster. But I saw the pain in his eyes. And in that moment, I knew: not all monsters wear their teeth. I should've stayed away.

In her second year at Blackthorn Academy, Blaire faces challenges not only academically but also in her Korrena bond with Lukas. Though she'd been warned that possessive jealousy was part of Vasirian pair bonding, this insidious green-eyed monster catches Blaire unprepared. Harsh words fly as issues of trust and respect shake the foundation of their fragile newborn partnership. When Blaire withdraws from the academy without a word to anyone, her friends pull together to reunite the two people everyone believes are destined to be together.

She has no idea who I am. But when her fingers grazed my scar, she didn't flinch at the beast beneath. She's the girl I was born to destroy—the only one who ever looked at me like I was worth saving. The woman who died for me…ten years later. Our surnames split this city for a century. Romeo and Juliet? Only we're not dying for love—we're killing for it. And our story didn't end in death. It started there. I should've stayed away. Instead, I let the devil whisper, "Don't die"—and smiled as I lit the match.

A devastating plague, the missing cure, and a healer who didn’t plan for love… I’m Faelynn, a healer and servant of the fae God. I’d sworn off every fae male who set his sights on me … until him. Dreythis was … unexpected. He has the answers to the questions I face, and resisting his pull on our journey will be no easy feat. The fae in my city are sick with a mysterious plague, and my healer magic has done little to help. With so many dying, I never expected that crossing paths with this fae warrior would lead me to the cure. But will solving one problem only bring me to another?

In a world barely held together by a fragile treaty, Ariana lives under the oppressive shadow of her monstrous father—until Erik, a relentless conjuror determined to break the treaty, invades her lands, and takes her captive. Erik’s invasion shatters the life Ariana has known, thrusting her into a precarious battle where survival hinges on earning her enemy’s trust—which means avoid being seen as a threat.

In a game built for men, I came to make history. As the only girl on an all-male Division I hockey team, I’m not a novelty—I’m a threat. A spark in a powder keg of testosterone. But I didn’t come to play nice. I came to dominate. I didn’t expect them . . . The golden boy captain who...