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I've stared into the face of Death, falling victim to her deceptively sweet lullaby. Until she released me from her icy grip without any warning, sending me stumbling back out the other side to continue on as if nothing happened. When I come to in the hospital as their mysterious John Doe, I discover that the past year of my life never happened at all. But I remember all of it. Every drop of blood shed, every life lost, every bullet fired. I've been propelled back into a personal hell where I'm fraternizing with the very men whose souls I've coaxed from their bodies.

Ribbons are fascinating. They curl and twine, yet unravel so beautifully. Especially when wrapped around a woman’s sensual form. Alas, I’ve woven so many intricate knots around Camillia De la Croix that I worry she’ll never allow me the privilege of untying her. My pretty little captive is stubborn. Powerful. So delectably perfect. I’ve wanted her for many moons now. To taste her. Captivate her. Dress her in ribbons and devour her. But just as I’m about to make my move, to finally show her who I really am, she’s taken from my grasp to a place I thought long destroyed.

My life is perfect just the way it is, without Arturo DeVille in it. And now, I'm ordered to marry that arrogant, self-centred snob. He expects me to be a sophisticated, docile wife who will smile and nod at his every demand. But it's the last thing I plan to do.

I'm not sure if he's a ghost, a dream, or my living nightmare, but Sebastian Lancaster seems to have sunken his claws into every aspect of my life before I even accept that he's real. A New York billionaire with far more things to be interested in than the poor girl renting his family's vacation home, Sebastian seems to evade all the stereotypes I've assigned to him.

Since high school, I’ve rebuilt myself, free from the torment of my three ex-bullies. But when Thorne, cold and unapologetic, lands in my checkout line, I know my past isn’t done with me yet. One by one, the Iron Triad—Thorne, Ryder, and Blaze—crash back into my life, staking their old claim on me with the kind of intensity that sends a warning and a thrill down my spine.

The last thing I remember is arriving at the massive gates with a Bounty Hunter staring me down. I have a feeling he was supposed to take me to the monster holding arena to fight. Instead, I’m Fortune Academy’s newest student. I can relate to the monsters in ways the other students can’t. My mentor, who is way too hot for his own good, tells me my behavior is the result of my memory loss and that I’m just trying to identify with a past pain that I’ve buried too far to feel.

Just when you think it can’t get any worse, the universe seems to take that as a personal challenge. The Devil’s Backbone Society has their fingers everywhere. It’s more than a secret society―it’s a leash and a prison sentence. The elders insist it’s about making connections that will help you for the rest of your life, but what they don’t tell you is how long―or, in this case, short―your life might be.

Gabriella Jacobson has one goal for her freshman year of college: get Matthew Cory to fall in love with her. Luckily for Gabby, her best friend Ben attends the same college on a music scholarship. He is the perfect resource—girls love him, and he's more experienced with relationships than she is, since she's never had a boyfriend. When Gabby panics before her first date with Matt, she begs Ben to show her how to kiss. But Ben has a secret, one he's been keeping from Gabby for years. He's in love with her.

Ruadhán has fallen. Her sister is missing. Dark Fae are wreaking havoc across the land. And somehow, everyone is still looking to Arianna for answers. But she has none—only a single, unshakable goal: find Ellie and bring her home. But fate has other plans.

With my senior year at the Omega Finishing School approaching, I have no prospects for bonding after graduation. I’ve made myself as unappealing as possible to every courting pack, and none of them want anything to do with me. It’s my proudest achievement—alongside the kill count I’ve racked up working summers with Jericho. Except the law doesn’t allow an omega to choose not to bond, and my parents have decided to procure me a pack by contractual agreement. My feelings about this are of no concern to them.

For any shadow-marked born in the northern realm, this means death. No one knows that better than Eirlys, who escaped her own fate twenty-seven years ago. These nights she prowls the border between realms to rescue infants from cruel and fatal blades. When an encounter with a northern priest goes awry, Eirlys is lucky to escape with her life. Only to find that very life upended. The priest has identified her as the lost northern heir who stands to inherit the crown.

I thought I knew who I was, until I accidentally discovered my adoring parents' biggest secret on my twenty-fifth birthday. I am adopted. Part of me is missing, and I set out to find it. Trying to figure out the past piece by piece, I bought a little fixer-upper in the small town I was given up in. Old lies will come out. Secrets that everyone is trying to keep buried. Who am I really?

Mysterious. Dark. Deadly. They say crows are bad omens, but until I met them, a single crow was my only friend. Then, the boys next door come to welcome me to the neighborhood.

Rax is in a fix. He’s a Wulven Kindred with a ravenous Beast inside—a Beast brought out by moonlight. And Griesha Prime has not one, not two, but three moons! Not only that, but a Lunar Equinox is coming up and all three heavenly bodies will be in the sky at once. He has to get free before that happens. Rax knows he needs to escape but he finds himself completely enthralled by the curvy little female who has been set to guard him. And for her part, Breenah feels drawn to the huge warrior—her body responds to his in ways she didn’t even know were possible.

There’s a ticking time bomb in Finn Hughes's head. That means he has to prepare everyone. Eva. The baby. The company, which is in an uproar after the announcement. He needs to get them ready. Because when the curse hits, it will be too late to say goodbye.

Scarletta: bastard, daughter of a traitor. To the Italian Don of New York, I’m nothing more than a tool to be wielded. My obedience was the price I had to pay for the sins of my father. But Dominick Romano should have worked on gaining my loyalty because the chains he shackled me with have been undone. The Four Families have always run New York: Italian Mafia, Irish Mob, Russian Bratva, and the Jirocho Yakuza Clan. An alliance cloaked in proclamations of peace while they hold knives to one another’s backs. But a new player has emerged: The Syndicate.

When I embarked on my rebound rodeo cruise, the last place I expected to end up was on hot-bod monster island. Not that I’m complaining. The views are fantastic, and the impressive amenities offered by my hosts have made it easy to come back for more. 10/10 would recommend. I’m starting to think there’s some truth to this whole mate-bond thing—if the murderous rage I feel whenever anyone threatens what’s mine is any indication.

The first time she knew real happiness was when she found out that the man who raised her wasn't her real father. She thought there couldn't be monsters in the world that were any worse than the monster she had called 'daddy' for most of her life. Then she stumbled into the world of demons. The Demon King knew the second his fated mate had been brought into the world. After living years too numerous to count, it meant little to him other than to keep him from living as he had. He now belonged to only one female—and he would have to wait years for her to mature enough to matter.

Creatures of all kinds go to the Barista to find love, including the werewolf and werecat couple known as Al and Luna. Ready to start building their own pack, they’ve asked the Barista to find someone who’s willing to be loved not by one—but both of them.

Ignacio: That girl everyone saw me fake kissing is not my girlfriend. Somehow, a small favor turns into a recipe for disaster, and the only way to fix it is to add a little spice, let it simmer, and serve it hot. We might be cooking up a fake relationship, but even pretend kissing Olive is muy delicioso.