Fantasy

Saeris Fane doesn't want power. The very last thing she needs is her name whispered on an entire court's lips, but now that she's been crowned queen of the Blood Court, she's discovering that a queen's life is not her own.

Twenty-four-year-old Saeris Fane is good at keeping secrets. No one knows about the strange powers she possesses or the fact that she has been picking pockets and stealing from the Undying Queen's reservoirs for as long as she can remember. But a secret is like a knot.

After nearly eighteen months at Basgiath War College, Violet Sorrengail knows there’s no more time for lessons. No more time for uncertainty. Because the battle has truly begun, and with enemies closing in from outside their walls and within their ranks, it’s impossible to know who to trust.

A Court of Thorns and Roses meets Game of Thrones in the first book in a sensational new romantasy series where a headstrong princess is kidnapped by the alpha of a werewolf clan, leading to all-out war, and forbidden romance... When a princess is kidnapped by an alpha, war rages between the...

After nearly eighteen months at Basgiath War College, Violet Sorrengail knows there’s no more time for lessons. No more time for uncertainty.

After nearly eighteen months at Basgiath War College, Violet Sorrengail knows there’s no more time for lessons. No more time for uncertainty. Because the battle has truly begun, and with enemies closing in from outside their walls and within their ranks, it’s impossible to know who to trust.

Twenty-year-old Violet Sorrengail was supposed to enter the Scribe Quadrant, living a quiet life among books and history. Now, the commanding general—also known as her tough-as-talons mother—has ordered Violet to join the candidates striving to become the elite of Navarre: dragon riders....

Everyone expected Violet Sorrengail to die during her first year at Basgiath War College–Violet included. But Threshing was only the first impossible test meant to weed out the weak-willed, the unworthy, and the unlucky.

In the highly anticipated sequel to The Wolf King, this sizzling romantasy—perfect for fans of enemies to lovers, shifters, forbidden romance, villains you love to hate (or maybe just love!), and werewolves—Aurora is caught between powerful alphas as they fight for the Wolf Throne, all while...

Previously only available on Callie Hart's website, these scenes (written from Kingfisher's point of view rather than Saeris') are now brought to life in audio by popular demand.

I'm Medra Pendragon—last of the dragon riders, or so they tell me. Funny thing is, there are no dragons left. Not a single one. But somehow, that hasn't stopped the vampires from deciding I'm worth capturing.

Half-Fae Elessia could have had everything. Literally. Since her magic allows her to compel anyone to do her bidding by merely looking into their eyes, the world was at her feet.

In a kingdom where flowers possess the power to heal or destroy, one healer and a cursed prince must join forces to break a spell that threatens not only their lives, but the future of their world.

From the author of Nocticadia comes a spellbinding gothic dark fantasy about a shunned woman who is forced beyond the mortal realm's forbidden boundary into a terrifying world of cursed souls and grotesque creatures.

Even though she's not one of them, Brynn has spent her life among the Alaha, training to be a guard and waiting for the chance to attend the annual market hosted by the Kenta—the very same people who exiled her adopted community to a life at sea.

Feyre has undergone more trials than one human woman can carry in her heart. Though she’s now been granted the powers and lifespan of the High Fae, she is haunted by her time Under the Mountain and the terrible deeds she performed to save the lives of Tamlin and his people.

I’m a Gemini. Impulsive. Curious. Headstrong. A twin. Heir to a throne I know nothing about. And it turns out, I’m Fae. But of course, there’s a catch - all I have to do to claim my birthright is prove that I’m the most powerful supernatural in the whole of Solaria....

Feyre has returned to the Spring Court, determined to gather information on Tamlin's actions and learn what she can about the invading king threatening to bring her land to its knees. But to do so she must play a deadly game of deceit.

After watching my mother succumb to a mysterious illness, I promised myself two things. I'd find the cure for what ravaged her and leave the godforsaken city where she abandoned me. Four years later, I received an acceptance letter from Dracadia University....

The adopted human daughter of the Nightborn vampire king, Oraya carved her place in a world designed to kill her. Her only chance to become something more than prey is entering the Kejari: a legendary tournament held by the goddess of death herself. But winning won’t be easy....

In this sexy, breathtaking sequel to the #1 bestsellers House of Earth and Blood and House of Sky and Breath, Sarah J. Maas's Crescent City series reaches new heights as Bryce and Hunt's world is brought to the brink of collapse-with its future resting on their shoulders.

Nesta Archeron has always been prickly-proud, swift to anger, and slow to forgive. And ever since being forced into the Cauldron and becoming High Fae against her will, she's struggled to find a place for herself within the strange, deadly world she inhabits....

Tessalyn Ausra’s fate has always been out of her hands. Still bonded to the Heir of Endings, she now finds herself with more control than ever before. Everyone wants something from her, and she has to choose a side.

The highly anticipated third installment of the steamy Artefacts of Ouranos series journeys deeper into the glittering fae world as Lor puts both her life and her heart on the line in this enemies-to-lovers fantasy romance.

In the shadows and flames, Primals will fall… And from the blood and ash, new gods will rise.

Marlie's life in Santa Barbara is the epitome of perfection: the ocean sparkles under the California sun, her studies are going brilliantly, and in Tristan, she has found her soulmate. But this idyllic existence begins to crack when a stranger appears at her door one evening, claiming to be Tristan's twin brother, Callan—someone whose existence Tristan never mentioned. Shortly after this revelation, Tristan vanishes without a trace.

If you can’t beat ’em… burn it all down. The fae royalty think I’m their toy. Their entertainment. But I’m the only thing standing between their glittering world and the darkness waiting to consume mine. To buy us time, Tarian enters me into the court games—a bloodsport for the bored and cruel. No allies. No protection. Just monsters wearing crowns and smiling as they watch me fall. My odds of survival? Slim. My resolve? Unbreakable. They’ve always underestimated me. I exist in the shadows. I thrive there. And when they push me too far…

Mercedes Midnight is a reaper in debt with exactly one year left before hell comes to collect. Lucy Corvine, the devil’s daughter and revered professor, is imprisoned by a contract she never agreed to. For nine long years, Midnight scoured graveyards and grimoires for a loophole, while Lucy wore a gilded smile and dreamed of revolt… Until a chance encounter sparks a pact neither of them can afford to break.

Princess Lia of Locris is the unlikeliest person to be Ilion’s defender. Once, she’d have gladly seen the entire adversarial nation burn. But much has changed. Ilion is home to too many innocents, including her sister. Besides, there is no escaping the goddess’s command. Lia is Ilion’s prophesied savior. With that mortal obligation come rules: She must never consummate her marriage to Xander, prince of Ilion, lest she lose her powers of divine magic when she needs them most.

I stepped into the Shadow Court to save my brother. I didn't expect to walk out as the bride of the monster who killed the man I loved. Kaan is the ruthless Lord of Shadows—ancient, merciless, and terrifyingly beautiful. He murdered Aslan with a smile on his lips and my name on his tongue. Then he claimed me as payment for a blood debt. Now, I'm his wife in black silk and silver chains. Owned. Caged. Watched.

The day Death comes to Lazarus Gaumond’s town and kills everyone in one fell swoop, the last thing he expects to see is a woman left alive and standing. But Lazarus has her own extraordinary gift: she cannot be killed—not by humans, not by the elements, not by Death himself.

Lyra Izacalli does not clutch onto the jagged remnants of her past—she buries them deep beneath her skin. To feel is to give power to the past—to let grief and memory carve through her like a blade. But Lyra refuses to let them win. She will not let the sharpened words of men who call themselves nobles and kings cut deeper than they deserve. If they cannot wound her, they cannot control her. And if they cannot control her, then freedom is hers to claim—despite her feeling anything but free.

The Siren Queens are rising, and their deadly power threatens to destroy the fragile balance of life between the Mainland and the Westlands. Henrik, Britt, Pedr, and Einar venture into the Siren Queens territory, each driven by desperate motives: Henrik to protect Britt, Britt to infiltrate the Siren Queens’ castle, Einar to pave a path to his lost lover, Agnes, and Pedr to free Mila, no matter the cost. Within the Siren Queen’s castle, Britt unravels a web of arcane puzzles, discovering a cryptic notebook and a horrifying truth about Mila’s fate.

When Amalia's cat brought home a strange flying lizard during a terrible storm, she had no idea that it was a Dragon. Or that he would save her from burning at the stake, only to imprison her in his lair when she saw his human face. Now she is stuck in this cave with a moody, hot-tempered, and arrogant warrior—one who has killed her kind by the dozens. She expected to feel trapped, but he somehow makes her feel unbelievably...safe.

A realm long believed to be nothing more than legend now holds me captive, its cruel king whispering secrets of my lineage, of power buried deep in my bones—power he intends to steal for himself. King Helroth claims to know who I truly am…what I truly am. The longer I remain in his grasp, the more my memories fracture. The more the shadows whisper. And the more I wonder, what if he's right?

With a mass murderer still on the loose, my mates and I are desperate to put the final pieces of this puzzle together. Who's killing off fae? And why? Our need for answers grows even more urgent when one of our own is targeted. My mate is dying, and if I don't get to the bottom of this mystery, he'll take his final breath.

La reine Rolfe m'a trahi. Ma propre mère. Les Dents ont ma femme, et je ne peux pas m'autoriser à penser à ce que ces barbares lui font. Je dois monter une armée pour la récupérer, et si je n'y arrive pas, je le ferai tout seul.

I ran into a werewolf at a grocery store. The moment our eyes met, he decided I was his mate. Now he's trapped in his furry form, threatening every other guy who so much as looks in my direction. His friends try to convince me that I need to stay in his house until he goes human again, but I refuse. So he shifts back. And the giant of a man—er, wolfman—basically carries me away himself. This werewolf is hunting me, and honestly? I'm a very willing victim.

Faerie was a nightmare—twice kidnapped, magically bound, and held captive by my fated mate. But Eversus? That’s where the real party starts. And yes, I RSVP’d like an idiot. Sadie’s gone. Vanished without a trace. And the only lead we have points to a realm no sane person dares to enter: a pit of smoke and ash, ruled by demons and forgotten gods. A place no fae survives. Eversus. Vareck—the fierce, brooding King of Faerie—is determined to be my plus one into the twin hells. He says we’re bonded. That I belong to him. But I didn’t ask for a mate.

As Thornhaven becomes the nexus of an ancient prophecy, Faye Wilderpath must rally her allies and master new magics that blend worlds to defend against the encroaching darkness. With the first brutal assault from the Ancient Ones looming, will Faye's untested forces rise to meet the true horror of their power, or will their sanctuary crumble beneath the shadow of forgotten gods?

Oralia Solis hasn't felt the touch of another in 245 years. Not without them crumbling to ash at her feet. Cursed by the bite of a daemoni, she has been sequestered away for the greater good of Aethera by her adopted father, King Typhon. King Renwick rules the rival kingdom of Infernis, the land of the dead. When Oralia flees the palace of Aethera after her power is let loose with deadly results, he recognizes her potential as a weapon and aids her escape.

After surviving gods, curses, and a kiss that fused their souls, Sapphire and Riven are finally united. In name. In power. In purpose. In marriage. Their mission now is clear: travel to the Summer Court to solidify a political alliance, gather the forces needed to stop the Night Court, and rescue Zoey from the hands of the enemy before it’s too late. But nothing about this journey is safe. Not the assassins hiding among their own guard, and certainly not the secrets lingering between them.

The GodKing ordered me to slay the sorceress Sylvanna and retrieve the Heart of the Eclipse—a legendary artifact said to shape fate itself. Failure was not an option. But when I found her, her Shadow Magic overwhelmed my Celestial Light. I alone bear the Holy Fire, yet I was powerless against her. She offered me a deal: take her Oath of Submission and serve her for a time, and she would grant me a chance at the Heart. I had no choice but to obey. I never expected to crave it.

When she's tasked with caring for an injured prisoner, Ophelia sees the perfect opportunity to prove she's ready for her Sainting. The prisoner is none other than the Lupa Nox—the most dangerous warrior of the Sepulchyre, her homeland's sworn enemy. If Ophelia can convert the disarmingly beautiful knight's wicked heart to the Church of the Host, then the Saints will surely fight amongst themselves to claim her.

The Battle of Saltstone is won. The people live. Kingdom armies are retreating in disarray. And Irina is dead. Or is she? A new darkness rises, one with shifting faces no one sees coming. This time, its goal is not the people of the land; it is magic itself.

All three vampire books in the Fae Guardians series combined in one box set—over thirty hours of listening time.

Love? Loyalty? Protection? Just whispers of hope, I stopped listening to. The Cold Moon Pack made sure of it—breaking me piece by piece, stripping away every part of who I was. Until they crashed into my world. Uninvited. Unapologetic. Impossible to stop. Three dangerously possessive wolf shifters who I never expected to notice me at all. One with golden eyes who watches me like I already belong to him. One with a sharp tongue and a sunshine grin that hides a storm of violence. And one tattooed in shadows, whose darkness calls to something fractured—and burning—inside me.

A public rejection ignited a nightmare, but it also led me to Ryker, the ruthless, possessive wolf leader Fate truly chose for me. His promise won't ever be broken, forged by merging our two souls. Now, the real enemy emerges from the shadows wearing a trusted face, causing the sting of betrayal to run deeper than my new found family has ever known.

When thirty-two-year-old Ava Winslow inherits a flower farm from her late grandfather's estate, she's determined to uncover the secrets she knew her family was hiding. As she draws closer to the truth, the last thing she expects to find is a portal hidden on the property leading to another world. Desperate to learn what her mother never revealed before her death, Ava is thrust into a magical land of fae on the brink of war.

Jeden Winter wartet Grace darauf, dass die Wölfe nach Mercy Falls zurückkehren – und mit ihnen der Wolf mit den goldenen Augen. Ganz in der Nähe und doch unerreichbar, lebt Sam ein zerrissenes Leben: In der Geborgenheit seines Wolfsrudels trotzt er Eis, Kälte und Schnee, bis die Wärme des Sommers ihn von seiner Wolfsgestalt befreit. Es ist September, als Grace und Sam sich verlieben. Doch jeder Tag, der vergeht, bringt den Winter näher – und mit ihm den endgültigen Abschied.