Serious, focused, and surly are just a few of the things Cooper has been called since he left the Seals and started working at Cerberus’ black ops security firm. He continues to have recurring nightmares and often questions his own judgment, especially when it comes to women. His preference is casual, no strings attached relationships. What he got was a sassy spitfire with fire in her eyes. He knew from the moment she ran into his arms that she wasn’t anything like his other clients and her case would be his.

Five years ago, I drove away from my birthday party, my father, and his mafia organization. I’ve been living off the grid in Moab, Utah. When my father is brutally killed, I am suddenly a wanted woman by various entities, including the Feds, the Cartel, my father’s odious second-in-command, and the head of the Gateway Syndicate, Nolan Hamilton, none of them good.

Asher Wells hat endlich seine Gefährtin gefunden. Er hätte wissen müssen, dass seine temperamentvolle Gefährtin nicht zur Vernunft kommen würde. Obwohl sich ein Sturm nähert, ist sie wild entschlossen, den Pyramid Mountain zu besteigen. Glücklicherweise gelingt es ihm, ein Notsignal in ihren Rucksack zu stecken....

The bust had gone down like clockwork. Moving through the deserted warehouse she found a set of stairs that led down. She heard a haunting sound coming from the depths of the building. Taking a deep breath, she descended a set of stairs and rounded a stack of metal cages. There, chained to the floor with heavy iron links, was a dragon. A real-life, scaled, and winged dragon.

My unique relationship with Beck ten years ago made me the perfect choice for an undercover operation. My job: bring down Randall Beckett and his Phoenix Syndicate. In all these years I have never shared his secrets. What makes me think I can now?

Mystery novelist and member of the Mystery Writer’s Murder Club, Jessica Murdoch, heads off for a staycation at a bed and breakfast in her hometown of Badger’s Drift, Maine for some rest and relaxation. When a murder takes place in her luxurious suite, she figures it’s up to her to uncover the town’s secrets and find the killer. Thorn Wilder, of the Major Crime Unit of the Maine State Police, is assigned to investigate the murder.

When her emotionally-abusive ex flees the country to escape arrest for blackmailing other politicians, it’s actually a relief—a chance to reclaim her life. But retreating to the mountain house gifted by her mother, she’s met by hostility from the nearby town. The locals blame Erin for her ex’s corrupt actions that led to the construction of a private prison, drawing gangs, violence, and death.

Rule number one of Wall Street: don’t fall in love with your billionaire boss. I hate my boss. The Wall Street tycoon is a jerk. A world-class alpha-hole. Devastatingly handsome but terribly flawed. He goes through assistants like I go through vanilla lattes, and I need this job. But I went to school with bullies like him, so I’m not afraid. I hate my attraction to him. How sparks fly when we spar. The way he barks orders and dresses me down. I hate how I fantasize about him during and after work hours.

Roman: I’m demanding. I’m strict. I get what I want. And I want Lucy Neill. She is mine. She is my girl. My little. My life. My world. She just doesn’t know it yet. Lucy: I lost my job. I have no idea what I'm going to do next. I should not be spending Friday night at a club. I can’t help myself. The club calls to me. The owner calls to me. I crave the forbidden. I never realized how much I needed a daddy.

Freyja knew Ragnarök was coming. She needed to ensure those left behind would be protected. “Hear me now. The gods continue to argue amongst themselves even as Ragnarök approaches. I bestow upon you three the gift of transfiguration. From beast to man, you and your descendants will be able to shape shift at will. Live among the people as human, calling upon your shifted form to lend you strength when it is needed. Watch over my people and see they do not perish from this earth.”