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All the plans are in motion, the decorating has commenced, and the crazy is in full stride. After all it wouldn't be a Brooklet Dreams celebration without every single person adding in their contributions. This crowd doesn't do small. There is no event to minor, no accomplishment goes unnoticed, and a wedding . . .

It's lonely at the top. I knew it would be when I clawed my way up here, trading away favors and any personal life to get to where I am today, the head of the hottest new video game company in the industry.

My assignment on Earth is coming to an end. Handing over projects is always bittersweet as an anthropologist, having to say "goodbye" to people I've come to know while studying their culture. However, this time is different. I have fallen in love with a human woman, and I want her to come with me. But there are some issues. She doesn't know I'm not human and not only that, but I'll be asking her to leave Earth, her friends and family behind. Will she say come with me?

Maddison used to be one of the guys, but that was definitely not the case anymore . . She had changed and damn if it didn't make my heart race. With each passing second, she began to consume me. Her smile made my knees weak and the way she looked at me took my breath away. She captivated me, but she was forbidden. She was the one girl I had no right to crave.

I have seven weeks to meet and marry a human woman. If I don’t, I will lose my position as Commander of the Alliance Force. Since I took command, my attempts to meet eligible women have been disastrous. Lev, our resident anthropologist, has suggested I attend Oktoberfest in Munich. His rationale is that I like beer and the comradery of dancing and singing and will be surrounded by women who also enjoy the same activities. I always advise my officers to mingle with humans at their festivals.

Looking for adventure, I followed a hunch. It got me kidnapped and taken aboard a ghost ship with a kraken for a captain. How could I have guessed magic was real? Or that I was born to wield it? Will these fated mates find their way to happily ever after? Or will secrets force them apart?

When vengeance backfires!!! HIM: Revenge is tasty. I have some scores to settle with Michael Christianson. Stuck in the middle is a young, naïve, and pliable... Hayli. She was a cherry tree ready to be plucked. However, even with the best-laid plans... there are a few surprises along the way. In the end, will Hayli outsmart us all?

Upholding the law was all Drake Walker ever wanted to do. Until he found himself married to the one person that could ruin him—Alessandra Russo. Daughter of the notorious mafia Don. Sheltered member of Chicago's elite. Pawn. She knows her life was never her own.

I've been invisible my entire life. Wishing for the right someone to notice me, I tapped into something mystical and got so much more than I bargained for. Now two gorgeous gargoyles insist I'm their queen and their mate . . . if I can survive the royal selection trials. Will these fated mates fly away to find happily ever after? Or will a centuries-old rivalry destroy their world and ours?

Sofia is struggling. She's trying to navigate a tragic breakup, she's lost her job, and life seems to have no intention of giving her a break anytime soon. Jack owns Euphoria, one of the most popular nightclubs in the city. From the outside, he looks like he's got it all. If only that were the case. In a bid to rid himself of his recent heartbreak, Jack takes a break from being the responsible owner of his club and decides to see it through the eyes of a patron in search of a good time. What he finds is Sofia . . . and a one night stand that sets both their worlds on fire.

Starla's witchcraft hides a terrible secret. She's a rare human able to have shifter children. Her magical disguise is the only thing keeping her from becoming a dragon baby factory. Over her dead body. She has a job. Too many people need her for a stupid destiny to upend her life. There's one problem—her fated mate. Mars, the dragon shifter's mercenary, is her own personal demon. Hotter than sin and a stone-cold psychopath, his obsession with her threatens to ruin everything. His presence pushes her magic to its limits. If he gets too close, he'll figure out their connection.

Walking toward the nearest town, I see bonfires and hear humans singing. I wonder momentarily if I’ve time traveled into the past. Thankfully my hood covers my face, which is the tell-tale sign I’m not human. But I’ll have to find someone to help me to contact the Alliance Force. They don’t even know I’m on Earth. My mission was so secret that no one but the High Council knew.

I had the double-edged dagger wrapped around his throat before the monster could even calculate his predicament! A surge of adrenaline kicked in, as I heard Christa cry out in pain. This caused me to dig deep with my sharp, deadly, instrument. It plunged into left side of the Guardian's main artery with great force.

As Darius consumes her body and soul, her secrets grow from within. If he discovers this well-hidden gem, will Dalia survive his wrath? Will Kaine ever locate her with the reward? Will he maintain enough of her blood to multiply the cure for his father? As Dalia becomes Darius's obsession will she grow to love him back? Will she finally... hoof it?

There she lay in all her glory...it was her: Dalia from the Wild. As she lay upon the manicured turf eating a fresh peach under a heavy tree, my mouth salivated as she sexily consumed her delicacy.

By the age of twelve, we had become best friends, and by the time we turned sixteen, we were more. I had eyes for only one girl. My girl. But then life changed, and different paths led to broken promises. When she left town, I was forced to let go of our dreams. I spent my days existing. Baseball, classes, and working at the family farm became my life. I didn't care about anything else. Until I met Allison Jo. AJ was the quiet girl I never expected. She brought me to my knees with that beautiful smile. She made me laugh and slowly brought the old me back to life.

Holt Calson was born with an 11-figure spoon in his mouth to one of the wealthiest families in the world. The night we met, I only had 11 dollars in my purse, and it was all the money I had in the world. We were never supposed to meet, much less be together. But Holt didn't care. He just wanted me.