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Ruthless, arrogant, and cold-hearted are some of the words I would use to describe my a**hole of a boss, Damon Everette. That doesn't stop the goosebumps from rising along my neck every time he says my name or the way my pulse races when his stormy gray eyes pierce mine. So, when he coerces me into a fake marriage to uphold his family's tradition, I can't resist pushing his buttons. He's a walking red flag, and I should run the second this arrangement ends. But the very thought of losing him is suffocating—a dangerous addiction that I can't seem to break.

When I was nine, I went to my first funeral. Along with accepting my father's death, I had to accept new and awful truths I wasn't prepared for. When I was nineteen, I went to my mother's funeral. We weren't close, but with her gone, I became more alone than ever before. Sure, I have a half-brother who runs The Alliance. And yeah, he's given me his protection—in the form of a bodyguard and chauffeur. But I don't have anyone that really knows me. No one to really love me. Until I meet him. The man in the airport.

Okay, so my bad for assuming the guy I was going on a date with wasn't married. And my bad for taking him to a friend's house for dinner, only to find out my friend is also friends with his wife. Because, in fact, he is married. And she happens to be at my friend's house because her husband was "busy working." Confused? So am I. Unsurprisingly, my date's wife is super angry about finding out that her husband is a cheating asshole. Girl, I get it. Then to make matters more convoluted, there is the man sitting next to my date's wife. A man named King, who is apparently her brother.

I'm a dangerous man. A man who has spent the last two decades removing so many souls from this earth that it's a miracle my hands aren't permanently stained red. I'm a man who belongs in the shadows. I certainly don't belong in my pretty little neighbor's bedroom when she's not home, touching her things and inhaling her scent. I shouldn't follow her. Shouldn't watch her. No number of cookies on my doorstep will change the fact that love isn't an option for me. The only option left for me is violence.

Running away from home at 17 wasn't easy. Let's face it, though, nothing before or in the ten years since has ever been easy for me. And I'm doing okay—sorta. I just need to keep scraping by, living under the radar. Staying out of people's way, off people's minds. When a man walks through my open patio door, stepping boldly into my home and my life, I should be scared, frightened, terrified. I must be more broken than I realized because I'm none of those things. I'm intrigued—and I'm wondering if the way to take control of my life is by giving in to him.

For the first time in her life, Moriah has an open door of possibility before her. Recently divorced, she's free to do what she's always wanted. There's only one thing holding her back—the desire to have a child. Moon Blooded Breeding Clinic offers a unique service—trigger a heat and breed with a werewolf.

I thought I had it all figured out—a thriving career in the music industry, a promotion on the horizon, and enough work to keep me distracted from my love life (or lack thereof). Then, boom! I inherit a storefront in a strange magical town from a witch grandmother I never knew existed. And, oh yeah, turns out that I'm a witch too. But I know how to manage this: I'll sell the building, use the money to buy my partnership at my company, and forget about these newly awakened powers. It'll be simple. Except the baker next door—the distractingly handsome minotaur baker—is a major pain in my rear.

Running from a loveless marriage, I disguised myself and tricked my way aboard the starship captained by my Fated Mate. Only Turk doesn’t know we’re meant to be together and how can I tell him when he thinks I’m a boy? I don’t dare reveal my true identity but what happens when my body starts craving his and he finds out who I really am? Will he believe we’re meant to be together…or send me back to the cruel old man who paid for me?

What do you do when you meet your soul mate…and she refuses to believe you belong together? J’orn is a seven-foot-tall Kindred warrior and that’s his dilemma. He’s been in love with Kara from the start, but because she’s older than him, she won’t even consider him as a romantic interest. But then she buys an economy ticket to Paradise Prime and ends up sitting in his lap during the journey. J’orn tries to warn her of the Kidnapping ring operating there, but she refuses to listen.

Dr. Sylvia Cooper can’t stand her Kindred bodyguard. Sure, Kross is seven feet of ripped, smoldering alien hotness—but he’s also a sarcastic pain in the ass who keeps meddling in her missions. When he tries to block her latest expedition—tracking down a miracle plant that could heal spinal injuries—she ignores his warnings about the dangerous planet... and the rumors of the infamous Dr. Barbarous.

No one saw it coming. They took him along with others we kept so close to our hearts. Too much suffering at the hands of the enemy. We refuse to let them win. They will not take anymore from us. Not as long as I’m still breathing.

Life has been a whirlwind since my debut album dropped, but not all of it is the good kind. Turns out, audiences aren't the only thing I'm attracting—I've got a stalker. My manager insists I need protection, and before I know it, there's a big, hunky gargoyle bodyguard at my door. Graeme is my polar opposite in every way. He's a massive grump who seems to think smiling is against his job description. The man is all business, no pleasure. And my free-spirited nature seems to be getting under his stone-cold skin. I can't figure out if I want to punch him or kiss him!

Gannon Brewer is the epitome of my type. He’s at least ten years older than me, emotionally unavailable, and highly disagreeable—a walking red flag in a tailored suit. But do I listen to that? No. In fact, when his office plants start dying, I convince myself that I can ignore the pheromones and save the philodendron. Now I’m in his office every week, dodging sinful smirks and heated stares, reminding myself to reach for the watering can—not him.

I learned early how life can turn on a dime. That's how it is when you grow up as a mafia princess. One minute you're rich, spoilt, and betrothed to the most revered man in the city—the next, you're broke and selling your designer bags so you can eat. But I'm not the kind of girl who gives up without a fight. And when someone steals everything from me, I'm not afraid to turn to the enemy for help.

What can you do when you work with the woman of your dreams…but you know you can never have her? That’s Klaus’s predicament. He’s a grumpy Beast Kindred warrior assigned to be the protector of a curvy little human named Kelli. He thinks his gorgeous coworker is out of reach…until the two of them get assigned to stay in a couple’s Christmas Cabin designed by alien researchers interested in holiday mating habits.

I've poured my heart and soul into reviving my aunt's inn after her passing, but a pixie dust mite infestation threatens to destroy everything. Their glittery trails of destruction have infiltrated the guest rooms, and the cost to eradicate them will leave me penniless. I'm desperate for a solution. Enter Thorak Ironfist, the orc who once tormented me in high school. Now a wealthy brewmaster, he's determined to expand his ale empire into the human realm.

I knew as soon as I saw her that she was MINE. It's called The Lightning Strike—the feeling a Brute gets when he finds his Fated Mate. I knew Aurora was my Fated Mate, but how could I get her? She's a Princess but worse, she's Untainted with pure human DNA—they don't want anything to do with my kind. I guess I can't blame her—I'm a criminal after all. A member of the Four Families—Clan Cruel to be exact.

LuciaI hated him from the second he opened his mouth. Sure, he was gorgeous–6’7” with more muscles than Henry Cavill. And those warm brown eyes… and the deep, deep voice… But he was a mafioso, and he tried to tell me what to do. I’ve had enough of THAT to last me five lifetimes. See, I was born into the most powerful Cosa Nostra family in Venice, Italy…And I’ve had my fill of gangsters trying to boss me around.

The memory of that day still haunts Shylah Kemp. Eden had asked her to wait for him, to remain at the safe house while he went on a mission. But when she learned he was being setup, she didn’t have a choice. She had to do something.

Grace is a monster hunter who went into her demon deal with eyes wide open. Years ago, her mother made the same choice and was never seen again, and the answers Grace seeks can only be found in the demon realm.