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When Thanatos starts having nightmares about Hecate, he knows it's time to find out what fate has befallen his dearest friend and oldest crush. Selene is having the same dreams, and with her magic starting to bloom she's going to need her great-aunt Hecate to teach her how to use it . . . no matter how much it pisses off Hermes.

Hades is ready to take the fight to the gang Pithos who keep pissing him off and messing with his business. When a money trail leads back to Demeter, Queen of Athens, he takes the one thing she values; her daughter Persephone. Persephone is no pampered princess. With a curse to create life in one hand and control death with the other, she's going to make life Hell for her kidnapper. Hades is willing to play dirty to get what he wants, but he's about to meet his match in the irresistible demi-goddess who only plays to win.

Who ever heard of a fairy princess with no magic? Well, that happens to be my fate. I am Alira Shiningstar of the Royal house of the Seelie Court. I am descended from a long line of powerful Fae, and yet I have no power of my own. I might be forgiven for having no magic, but I have no beauty, either. I am curvy where I should be thin and my hair is dark instead of blonde. I do not look like the other Fae maidens…so why is it that Liath Blackthorn, the Prince of our sworn enemy, the Unseelie Court, wishes to marry me?

Medusa rules her media empire from behind the safety of a thousand screens, and she has her own private sculpture garden of dumb ass humans that have tried to cross her. Perseus's lousy day has gone from bad to worse. Trying to go legit after a career of thieving is hard in a city like Styx, but when his baby sister Dany is kidnapped by a gang demanding he does one last job for them, he's got no choice but to get back in the game.

You’ll judge me. Hate me, and tell me I’m wrong. Refuse to see how my darkness is what she needs. While I don’t particularly care about your feelings in the matter, and while I pursue her - despite the wedding bells that rang for another - only I can see how she is drowning beneath mediocrity. He had his chance to make her happy. He failed. He didn't see how she was dying inside, because he couldn't know her. Not like I know her. I am her stalker. Her protector. And the only man that can bring her back to life.

Manager for Hart’s Horse Rescue, Lucy Lenoir, finally feels she has a handle on life after having worked hard to leave her old one behind. So hard, there are times she almost forgets what she escaped. Memories which suddenly come flooding back when she catches a glimpse of a familiar horseman in town.

A reality television dating show was never part of my post-college plan. Nearly broke, unemployed, recently dumped me let my best friend Haley decide it should be. We all have rough patches, right? When nothing sounds better than snuggling on the couch in your favorite sweats, inhaling chocolate? Well, I've signed up for the glamorous version. Designer dresses. Poolside lounge chair. Open bar. Unfortunately, my free vacation takes a turn from mildly humiliating to full-on mortification when the identity of the man I'm meant to woo is revealed.

They will protect me. They will break me. They will consume me. And when I'm left picking up the pieces, the power inside me will be unleashed.

One look. One moment. One girl. She was all it took for me to lose my focus. My whole life changed in the blink of an eye.

After five thousand years living as a jackal, Anubis has managed to get back into his god form. He needs to find the stolen piece of his soul and go back to the Duat where he belongs, but trying to navigate the new world he's woken up in is more complicated than it seems. He's going to need someone who knows how to dig for lost pieces of the past, and his new aunties concoct the perfect cover to help him.

My name is Finn. I’m the broken one, the one everyone worries about, the one who’ll probably never have it all together. I’m the quiet one. My eyes don’t smile. My heart doesn’t love. I was hurt the most, and I’ll never recover. Those are their words. They aren’t mine. The truth is, nobody really knows who I am - not a damned soul - and they probably never will. I’m tired of people feeling sorry for me. I’m tired of living under the Knight command, keeping the reputation. Maybe, just maybe, I’d like to be something else - because screw the Knight name.

Some things are best left alone. I know this. I should stand by it. That would be the safest option. But, well, I just can’t do that - because the thing I should leave alone...is everything. It’s the reason I breathe. It’s the reason I keep putting one foot in front of the other. I need help. I know it, but nobody wants to step up. The case is too hard. There’s nothing they can do. And then I meet them - bikers, the Knight Brothers.

I was 17 when my daddy gave me to Torch, who inked me, kissed me, then watched me walk away. I was supposed to return after I graduated, but instead I ran. Now I'm back, ready to face whatever fate awaits me. He's probably pissed, and rightly so. It was only supposed to be a short separation, but three years have passed. I expected yelling, maybe some public humiliation. It never occurred to me he'd kiss me so deeply, so passionately that I'd be begging for more. He'll be my first, my last, my only...because I'm his, and he's never going to let me forget it.

When Virgo saves me with a crazy offer of marriage, I accept because I don't have a hope in hell of clearing my name. I've been calling myself Alice because it feels like I've been crawling down an endless rabbit hole. Now he's taking me to Wonderland. The place that holds answers I might not want to find and dark secrets someone wants to keep buried. As my memories start pouring back, I remember the danger that sent me running.

The reality of being a mob boss' daughter is anything but glamorous, despite what one might think. In the absence of true freedom, my only companion was my loyal dog, Bruno. When he passed, I felt like my life had hit rock bottom. But when aliens abducted me from my pity party in a local wine bar, I realized how wrong I was. As if things couldn't get any worse, I woke up in an alien duke's closet, forced to rely on a giant alien pleasure toy as my only means of defense. All I know is that the gaudy duke can't stand me . . . and the feeling is mutual.

I might live in a mansion in South Florida, but my daddy was a biker, and I was definitely daddy's girl. When I found out my mom and stepdad had something horrible planned for me, I ran. Straight to the Dixie Reapers - the only place I'd ever thought of as home - but it wasn't my daddy's arms I ended up in.

Being hopelessly in love with tatted, sexy, bad boy, Roman Masterson can be exactly what one would imagine. Intense. Passionate. Consuming. Dangerous. After fighting so hard to be together, there still continues to be forces working against them. Yet the most difficult obstacles seem to be the ones that come from within.

As a doctor used to working in war zones, Ayla thought she would be prepared for the worst kind of conflict. That is until she's kidnapped and then saved by a massive mercenary determined to keep her safe. Not only does Ayla learn her father isn't dead, but she's also being babysat by a god of war. A god who isn't exactly acting like the villain that the stories have made him out to be. Trying to hide from bounty hunters is hard enough, but neither Ayla or Set is going to be prepared for what they awaken in each other. They will both pay the ultimate price to keep each other safe.

The first night the dark and dangerous Roman Masterson laid eyes on Elizabeth, the earth shifted beneath him, changing the trajectory of his life forever. The only thing that existed for him from that moment on was her, but nobody said a happily-ever-after was going to be easy, especially when one gunshot could change everything.

For the past few years, my life has kind of blown. On Earth, I dedicated my entire existence to science, even if my peers dismissed me as a pretty face. When I got abducted by aliens, I was forced to dance in a bubble for extra-terrestrial enjoyment. When I escaped by crashing my alien captor's bus, Gra'eth saved me from drowning and even offered me a place to stay. He keeps telling people I'm his mate, even though I keep telling him the human word for what we are is roommates, but he refuses to say it that way.