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Three years ago, Everly Chastain headed home for Christmas with the pack she thought would be her future. By New Year's Day she headed back to New York alone. Within a year, her younger sister was bonded and pregnant. "Family comes first." That's what her family said, and Everly took it to heart. She shook off the pain and plastered on fake smiles to keep the peace. With her sister pregnant for the second time in three years, Everly is determined to finally find her forever pack and start a family of her own.

A vampire serial killer who preys on strippers is on the loose. Called in to consult on the case, Anita fears her judgment may be clouded by a conflict of interest. For she is, after all, the consort of Jean-Claude, the ever-intoxicating Master Vampire of the City. Surrounded by suspicion, overwhelmed by her attempts to control the primal lusts that continue to wrack her, Anita does something unprecedented – she calls for help. Anita's life becomes more complicated than ever, as she is caught between her obligations to the living and the undead.

I have a soul-destroying corporate job, I iron my underpants, and I was unceremoniously dumped for an influencer hippie a few years ago. Every day feels the same, and I don't know how much longer I can cope before I do something unhinged like rip off my shirt in the middle of my co-worker's office birthday party and smear lemon cake all over my chest. Then, a case of mistaken identity suddenly lands me in the middle of a covert professional wrestling league, which is apparently being run in the basement of my office building. Weird. Even weirder are the wrestlers.

When Erika and her team of archaeologists break the seal on the temple they’ve been hunting, they unwittingly take the first step in a series of rituals designed to revive the long-sleeping denizens inside. Now, with every breath they take, they inhale air steeped in dragon magic—and perfumed with otherworldly, irresistible desire. Erika wants nothing more than to prove she’s still in control.

Kept locked away for over a year, abused and dying inside, I'm nothing but a shattered omega trinket. The only bright spots in my days were when the Ghost came around, offering me the smallest bits of kindness and showing me that not everyone is as terrible as the monster who kept me locked up. When a fiery omega with more heart than I've ever seen rescues me, saving my life, I feel more off-kilter than ever. Her family offers me kindness and a home, and her brother and his pack make me feel like maybe I could find what she has.

In my world, nothing is more important than finding a pack that’s the perfect scent match. But what happens when your matches also happen to be forbidden? Welcome to my personal hell. My name is Quinn and I can never have the pack that’s meant for me. An unexpected turn of events has me out of a job and my apartment in the same week. When my mom and step-dads set off on a tour of the world and ask me to house sit, I can’t say no.

Roslyn Blackthorne is dead. Technically. I faked my death to get out of a loveless marriage, but that was only half the battle. To ensure my vampire duke can never find me, I have to run far and fast enough so he can’t catch me. Because if he does, it’s over. Not just my life—for real this time—but my entire family’s.

Tattooed warriors are climbing out of the secret depths to claim their soul mates and save their race! Determined warlord Torun must claim Lucy, who mistook him for a shipwreck survivor and pulled his injured body from the ocean. She is his soul mate. Now she must join with him and give him a child. Lucy can’t believe the words coming out of this dominant male. Her destiny is to become a mermaid queen? Too bad “destiny” forgot that Lucy’s a broke divorcee who can’t even have a child.

When Elara flees corporate life to open a coffee shop in the small southern town of Fairhaven Falls, the last thing she is looking for is a relationship. But when she meets Grondar, the gruff orc owner of the bakery next door, sparks fly. Literally. Grondar has been burned by human females before. He has no intention of letting the feisty little female next door get under his skin—no matter how attractive he finds her. And it certainly doesn't mean he's going to let her get away with sabotaging his business.

My father and mother are the late Fae Prime and his Prima, my brother, Kotah, the new king. I'm nothing as grand as them. I'm the daughter, the sister, the liaison between Kotah and the life of rule he never wanted.... Until the fae universe intervenes. I had my heart set on the male I wanted, but my destiny was so much bigger than that. Now, with Doc, Creed, and Rhylan in the mix, I realize the universe might know what it's doing after all.

Returning to my hometown, to normalcy, after all I've been through feels strange, to say the least. Returning to the friends and family who have all moved on with their lives while I'm still trapped with demons of my past haunting me is the worst kind of torment. I'm safe now. Lydia, the woman who stole me when I was just nine years old, is in prison. I'm free. But I don't feel free. I don't even know who I am anymore. The child I was is dead, and the man I've become is lost.

He had his chance. He blew it, and I’m out of here. I’m at the bottom of the pack. I’m female, I have no family left, and everywhere a shifter is supposed to be hard, I’m soft and round. There’s one bright spot in my days—Alec Cameron. He’s hard in every way—so distant that he’s ice cold—but once in a while, he gives me a nod, and we sneak off to the woods. He’s not cold, then. Not at all.

He’s waited a long time for me, but I’ve waited longer for the truth. Not even the king himself could keep me from the only ties left to my identity. Then I meet him, and I’m stuck between uncovering who I am and discovering who I’m meant to be.

I'm young, carefree, and my job as the assistant to Holt, manager and owner of the Goliaths of Wrestling, means I'm surrounded by half-naked beefcake wrestlers all day. Of course, I'm going to be interested in… getting to know them all better. It would be, like, illegal for me not to lust after them all, right? There's just one hurdle I have to get over first before I can… get to know the wrestlers in the way I want. And that hurdle makes me really, really freaking nervous.

Every day, I lie and pretend I'm not a threat. I swallow insults and avoid the electric fence, crossing my fingers I can fake my way to freedom before I snap and end up permanently caged. Borrowing my sister's identity is my last chance at escape. But Serafina Redfang isn't just a cartel heiress. She's the reason I can never mate the pack of my childhood dreams. Su Jin, Bishop, Dutch, and Reese already belong to her. Now, I have to pretend to be theirs. To smile, hide my scars, and let them close before I let them go forever.

Tinley Rhodes is an anomaly. Despite her anatomy and pheromones, she still hasn't had a heat, meaning the law says she's technically not an omega. She's stuck between designations, but even omegas have to financially provide for themselves. When a friend's older brother offers to help her get a job using her photography skills, she knows she can't say no. Everything changes in the blink of an eye as she collides with rock stars with wounds of their own.

The funny thing is Logan isn't even trying to conquer the witching world one coven at a time. It just kind of works out that way because everyone and their mother wants to take out the Coven King. Now it isn't even just the witches that want him gone. A holy order of witch hunting knights has become aware of him, and Logan is on the defensive once more. Logan isn't about to give up on his dream for a peaceful family life, so that means just one thing: He'll fight for his peace if he has to. He's come this far, hasn't he?

Isabella is in trouble. Big trouble. She knows that opening her curtains and touching herself while her alpha watches from the woods is wrong, but she does it anyway. And she plans on doing it again. Every night, in fact, until her alpha teaches her otherwise. Roman, alpha of the Silverclaw Pack, is tired of Isabella teasing him. Even more, he’s tired of her disobeying his every command.

Three sexy vampires haunt my dreams, and they love to make me scream. For all the right reasons. A dark TikTok-viral vampire romance with heart-pumping spice and suspense like you've never read before! The nightmares started on Monsters Night. I figured my overactive libido was just tripping out because of all the monsters on the news. Some portal opened up, and they were terrorizing humans in particular. But seriously, who hasn’t thought about that monster under the bed in a sensual light?

Tarian Hadez—thirty-three, real estate mogul, mob lord, most eligible bachelor in New England, god. The god-part is an exaggeration. After all, if true deities existed, then the world would be a magical place, and it's really not. At least, my world isn't. Calanthe Bloom. That's me. Twenty-four, college graduate drowning in debt, true crime addict, florist by default, single by design. Although not living my best life, I'm enthusiastically pursuing it. Especially, in my dreams, which, since a recent flower-d