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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?

Girl meets a handsome stranger, gets swept off her feet, and has the best night of her life. Sounds like a dream, right? If only... When I wake up the next morning in a stunning penthouse overlooking the Seattle waterfront to a note saying, “have a safe flight back to Chicago,” his message is loud and clear: One and done. Famous last words. Guess who’s waiting to greet me on the first day at my new job? It turns out the mega-rich Asher Kingcaid is far from one and done.

Gaston Bellevue has been single for 100 years. He's a bat-shifting vampire who has amassed a fortune, runs a B and B for supes, and is living his best death in the Big Easy. When his drunken bat collides with a windshield, and he finds himself locked in a cage at an animal sanctuary, death as he knows it is about to turn batshift crazy.

Catherine “Cat” LeBlanc has only been a samurai for a week, tackling trials by fire as they erupt with guts, grit, and a lot of explosives. As a warrior-still-in-training, her unorthodox and spontaneous fighting style has saved many lives. Now, with New Montreal recruiting soldiers for war, Cat will be on the frontlines with fellow samurai like pyrotechnic nun Gomorrah; buggy, trigger-happy Grasshopper; and goth public relations specialist Emoscythe Mordeath Noir.

As a princess of the light of elves, their two kinds have been separated since before her birth. When a royal messenger arrives inviting them to a ball hosted by the king of the dark elves, Elvie knows she cannot pass up on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even after the warnings from her father, Elvie knows this will be a night she’ll never forget. She expected to end the night with sore feet from the endless hours of dancing…not to be engaged to the king himself!

I was hired to tame alien pets, but my beastly alien boss is determined to tame me. As a pet whisperer, I’ve yet to meet a snarling beast I can’t turn into a purring pussycat. When a billionaire alien living in a castle on an isolated planet posts a job looking for someone to housebreak his pets, I'm confident I can train them to eat out of his hand instead of trying to bite his head off.

New witch Samantha Sinclair is in over her head. There isn't a healer alive who can teach her how to use her magical gifts. When she unearths an ancient grimoire that belonged to a magical practitioner from the lost colony at Roanoke, she decides not to look gift cougars in the mouth. But the more she reads, the more Sam realizes that the similarities between herself and the long-dead healer aren't mere coincidence. It's like she's reading about her life. One son who became alpha. Check. Two dominant shifters vying for her attention. Check. A lost community never to be heard from again? Uh oh.

When Raya the witch goes to Paris to up her witchcraft game, the demon Phoenix follows her—much to her annoyance. She knows better than to fall for a sarcastic, devil-may-care pleasure-seeker like him…or so she thinks. Everything bores Phoenix beyond words—except Raya. Not that he’d ever admit it, even to himself. But when he accidentally eats enchanted macarons, all hell breaks loose—and Raya is the only one who can save him from a relentless witch who’s out to imprison all of demonkind.

Desperate to escape the clutches of the alien lizard mafia, I accept a spur-of-the-moment job offer on a distant planet. A monstrous, grumpy alien is building a new home in a distant colony, and he’s looking for an assistant. He needs me to hold his hammer. I get it. It’s a big hammer. He's a lonely barbarian brute with a gruff exterior, but I soon learn that inside, he's hiding a squishy center. When he unexpectedly enters his mating frenzy, there’s no one around to handle the job—except me. He gives me two options: return home or stay and help him with a whole different kind of nailing.

Succubus Katrina is fasting for her freedom. If she can ignore her demonic urges long enough, Satan will eventually forget about her, and she'll be free. Just because she isn't getting it on doesn't mean she can't help the supes of New Orleans do the pants-off dance-off.

Samantha Sinclair's midlife can be summed up in one word—trapped. Trapped by Multiple Sclerosis. Trapped by an abusive husband. Trapped until her son breaks the vicious cycle and whisks her away to a bed and breakfast on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. The only problem? It puts her in the path of the only man she ever wanted. Damien rejected her years ago and Sam's never recovered from the heartache. Combined with the quirky and nosy oddballs in the fifty and up waterfront community, the B&B isn't the ideal place to lay low.

Someone is illegally stealing humans from their home world and cloning them. For months, we've been hunting this ring of criminals and the end is in sight. I'm separating from my brothers and taking my ship to track down the bad guys. One small problem—Helen insists upon joining me on this...

When Erin thoughtlessly lays a curse on Mark, her cheating ex-husband, she doesn’t expect a well-dressed Great Earl of Hell to show up in her kitchen to fulfill the curse (and make damn good coffee while he’s at it). Andromalius specializes in wickedness and revenge. He’s ready, willing, and able to rain down hell on Erin’s ex—but when Mark announces a hasty new marriage, Erin needs more than just revenge.

I had her. She was mine. They took her away. Lyriope Morelli is the dream I’ve been chasing. My obsession isn't gone, my hunger’s not satiated. I won't rest until I find her and claim her again. I won't rest until I've dragged her safely back to Wonderland. Villains don’t get the happily ever after written for them in the story. And I'm the villain of this story; vicious and calculating, terrifying in my whims. Which is why, when it comes to my queen of hearts…the game has just begun.

In an era in which ancient gods live in the world’s cities together with their mortal followers, forming tight-knit guilds and powerful temples, the disfigured ash-caster and blacksmith Hineni has lived his entire life as a reclusive outcast. Hidden away behind layers of clothing and just as many walls and doors, he only ever leaves the house in the dead of night, so that neither the gods or anyone else can ever see him.

I was sold to my enemies; the rivalry between the Italians of the Outfit and the Cosa Nostra has been ongoing for decades. Imagine my terror when I find myself, the daughter of the Cosa Nostra's boss, at the bitter end of a raw deal with the heirs of the Outfit. Now I’m a casualty of a so-called ‘peace treaty,’ forced into the calloused, blood-stained hands of the Moretti brothers: Salvatore, Armani, and Fausto.

It feels like everyone wants to make us the villains—so fine, they can do that. I just don't feel like I'm evil. I managed to find love, and for the first time in years, I have people around me that I can actually call a real family. They're the only thing I have left to lose. This insane life I've found myself in has taken everything else. The Order of Martyrs is hunting us, convinced that we're traitors because we won't simply lay down and die. The demons want to break the seal open. We just want to stop the Apocalypse, because it is real, and it is coming.

I was sold to my enemies; a deal made to keep the peace, but deals get broken all the time... What did these powerful families have as collateral? Their daughters. A decade earlier, they decided that we were expendable, that we could be sold in marriage to keep their dealings honest. I didn’t matter more than the security I could bring to the marketplace. I was twelve when they decided that, in ten years, I’d belong to the Hernandez family. Everyone knew what was coming for me. Everyone…except me.

The Order of Martyrs thinks my magic is evil. My quad trusts that I'm good. The truth is that I'm a little of both. Caught in the middle, I'm just trying to figure out who I really am. The problem is that I don't honestly know. All of my dreams for my future are gone. The things I spent my life working toward have been rendered meaningless. I was told that the scar on my hand marks me as Anathema, the most lethal of the Brethren. Because my Dad's a demon, that means I'm an abomination. Unfortunately, those last two things do not go together. Yep, I'm a mess.

When I called my father evil, I had no clue how true that was. For years, he's abused me. He had his reasons, but that doesn't make it any better. In truth, it makes me terrified of what I'll become. I'm an abomination. That's what Deke calls it, but I hate that term. How can I be the good girl and evil at the same time? More importantly, what does this mean for the guys I'm now bound to?