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I've found a fragile happiness with my two men, Beast and Muscle, Warlords of the Bedlam Butchers. Our threesome works so well that I can't imagine a day without them . . . or a night without both in my bed. But a rival MC has decided that what's in the past shouldn't stay there. With loads of blackmail information on the line, Beast might be going back to prison unless we can make a deal. But what the other club is asking for is nothing less than me, in a stranger's bed.

Winter is coming, and Lissa Ramsey is homeless and alone. On the run from the Bear God cult, she's living rough and staying under the radar. But she can't outrun the demon bear inside her—the one planted there by the cult leader. It's angry and hungry—and out for blood. Tank Morrison has enough to deal with, trying to handle his broken grizzly and looking after his even more broken crew. But Lissa's newly awakened bear needs help, and the only thing he can do is bring her back to the Bad Bloods and try to keep her safe from the cult—and from her own out-of-control animal.

Royal alchemist Kaethe knows two things. One: Drinking tea made from steeped riverhearts will cure almost anything. Two: Never, ever trust an orc. When a rumor that she believes pertains to her missing brother has her leaving the safety and warmth of King Arkain and Queen Elvie's court, she finds herself in the heart of the orc's territory. Brokenbone Mountain is rumored to be filled with unspeakable danger. If you can survive the harsh elements, those foul creatures that call the mountain home will enjoy feasting on your bones. Delightful.

I love Beast and Muscle. The two brutal Warlords of the Bedlam Butchers have taken me into their arms and their life. Nothing can ruin my happiness . . . except the rest of the club. They're tough, rowdy, and everything I'm not. It's clear I need to fit in or hit the road, because I can't make my guys choose between me and the Butchers. To make matters worse, cocky, outrageous Muscle has shut down entirely. Something's bothering him, bringing war flashbacks with it, and it's threatening to destroy our fragile new relationship.

They say bad things come in threes, and the De Luca brothers have trouble written all over them. Matteo, Vito, Enzo. Their ruthless reputation has followed them all the way from Italy to New York City, and they're here to collect what they were promised. I'm not supposed to care that they're enticing, my favorite kind of temptation. I'm here on a mission to wipe the slate of my sordid past clean. But one taste is all it takes to have me questioning my plan. I'm sinking faster than I can piece together a way out.

Shy knows just who the snitch is, too—it's her older brother. But she can't do anything about it, because Shy's got no one to protect her. If she tells what she knows, her brother's going to sell her out to his new, dangerous buddies. If she keeps quiet, she's still at risk from the Butchers. She needs someone at her back. Enforcers Muscle and Beast are the perfect solution . . . if she has the guts to make a play.

People think being haunted is a bad thing. That’s because they’ve never visited The Curiosity Curio. The spirits who linger in my store dance the jitterbug, look after the plants, and gossip about long-dead relatives. Even though no one believes me about my mediumistic gifts, it’s my job to aid these lost souls. I can help them, even if I gave up hoping to find someone who understood me long ago.

Just when I think I’m getting my life under control, my alien husband kidnaps me—and manages to get amnesia. I’ve mostly come to grips with my new reality. Earth is a memory, I’m making a name for myself, and I can usually ignore the reason I’m here… my horrible alien warlord husband. But the Beast doesn’t want to be ignored. Nope. He wants me, and unlike other Suevans, he doesn't like to take no for an answer… so he kidnaps me, determined to win me over. Good luck with that, buddy.

Six months ago, I escaped from a monster in the dead of night, our five-year-old daughter asleep in my arms. Desperate and rapidly running out of cash, my luck finally turns when I land a bartending job at a swanky Los Angeles nightclub. The owner is difficult, moody, and relentless in his crusade for perfection. But it’s not hard work that scares me. It’s the burgeoning swell of desire that consumes me every time our eyes meet across the crowded dance floor. But if I’m damaged, he’s wrecked. The truth is, we can’t run from our pasts.

Poppy’s uncontrollable mind-reading magic makes her an outcast in the Manhattan magical community, but when an enchanted statue is stolen from an exclusive organization of witches, she’s recruited to track down the thief. With the help of her beloved Irish wolfhound and an old friend from out of town, Poppy must follow the clues through magical New York—a mysterious lab, a fake date, and the heart of an old neighborhood—to solve the mystery of the dancing statue!

When Kitty hears about the notorious 'panty raid' happening at a bar Friday night, she heads in looking for a good time with no strings attached. She might want to get laid, but she does not want to be part of any motorcycle club's lifestyle. She's not good with following directions or taking orders, and she's been told that's what an old lady does. But when she meets Gemini and Domino, everything changes. The dual presidents of the Bedlam Butchers, they stake their claim on Kitty and decide to show her what the club lifestyle is really about.

After my ex dumps my possessions on the sidewalk, cleans out our bank account, and steals my landscaping business, I'm once again submitting job applications. It’s that or no roof over my head. With the Intergalactic Employment Agency’s help, I land a position as a gardener for the owners of an off-world alien castle. Other than needing to tackle a rogue vine infesting the front shrubs, it’s an easy job. Best of all, I work alongside Dekrin, a dirty-mouthed fellow gardener who enjoys rolling in mud and wearing low-slung pants.

Lucky . . . isn't. In fact, she's considered 'off limits' to the Bedlam Butchers because she's caused them nothing but bad luck in the past. As a bonus? She's also the president's kid sister. Single and lonely? That's Lucky's way of life. Now, the Eighty-Eight Henchmen are harassing her and they're out for blood.

When my BFF asks me to be her maid of honor, I’m, well, honored. Until she introduces me to the best man and I realize we’ve already met, just this morning when…wait for it…I accidentally spilled a cup of OJ all over his pristine designer suit. Not my finest hour, but he didn’t have to be a dick about it, either. And now—God help me—I’m forced to spend five days on a paradise island with a guy who’s the complete opposite of me. He’s bossy, a clean freak, and hates tardiness. I’m sassy, messy, and will turn up late to my own funeral. But if I dig real deep, there are some similarities.

The war has begun, with the tensions between the elves and the humans having violently exploded. Hineni, as one of the nation’s weapon smiths, is pulled into service for the cause, making countless of the Owl-God’s enchanted weapons to supply the human military with as they’re all dragged down towards the south, towards the war front where they must establish a new presence and home, right on the edge of the battlefield. As tensions rise between the mortal races, so too do those between the gods.

To raise credits for the local creature shelter, I enter Interstellar Chef. If I win? I'm awarded the catering job of a lifetime and prize money I can donate to the shelter. It won’t be easy—contestants must prepare exquisite meals in dangerous alien locations, and fellow chefs have been known to attack the others. Some competitors don’t make it home alive. All I have to do is avoid my stiffest competition, Thrombuka Nargoth, the brutishly handsome, golden-skinned alien who once left me stranded without my undies in a secluded hallway of a dive bar on Quazar 3.

Zelda Hawkins came to Manhattan to make sandwiches, not spells—but when a mysterious vampire offers free rent on her family’s old restaurant in exchange for repairing a magical mirror, Zelda’s plans are flipped like a hot grilled cheese. With the help of a ridiculous rescue poodle, a mind-reading fire witch, a smoldering ex-boyfriend, and a hot Brooklyn hipster helping with the renovation, Zelda must use the magic she inherited from her grandmother to enter a world of witches, vampires, and fae, where masks and mirrors are only the beginning… and the stakes are higher than New York prices.

I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the psych ward for seven years.

Via, aka “Empress,” used to be a Supervillain—powerful, cunning, manipulative, cruel—until one of her technological innovations glitched and stranded her and her nemesis, the Hero Electra, in an alternate realm. Now, despite her best world-dominating intentions, Via finds herself in a position she never thought she’d be in: local politician.

All white witch Samantha Sinclair wants is for life to go back to normal. But on the eve of the grand reopening of Damien's restaurant, trouble shows up in the form of a pack of shifters bent on wreaking havoc. A storm is brewing, a hurricane that devours magic and all who wield it. Can Sam find a way to protect her extended supernatural family? Or will she lose everything and everyone she's grown to love?