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Despite having her own heart broken, wedding planner Hope Turner is a diehard romantic and has dedicated herself to Ever After Ranch and happily ever afters—other peoples. For Levi Langdon there’s only ever been one woman for him. Now that he’s back in town after ten long years, he plans on proving to Hope that those feelings have only grown stronger. Just when Hope starts to believe that a second chance at love and her own happily ever after might finally be possible, devastating news puts everything at risk.

The city is ripe with crime, and the freshly dead need help solving their murders. Evelyn is a reluctant medium who channels the dead through her art. Leo is a skeptical homicide detective who believes in evidence, facts, and witness testimonies—when the information comes from the living, not the dead. When a ghost feeds Evelyn clues about a string of unsolved murders, she teams up with Leo to track down the serial killer.

I never meant to start a war. Then I fell for the boy my mother warned me about. To me, he was Matty. To the world, he was Mateo Cortes, soulless killer for the Carrera Cartel. We were the virgin and the villain. The debutante and the devil. He swore we'd end in ruin. I swore love would conquer all. I was wrong. One costly mistake and I’m given 30 seconds to decide my fate.

The rush of the high. The mind tingling feeling of that first line. This secret of mine has spiraled out of control, but I can’t stop. The drugs fill a void, helping me feel something and nothing all at once. But him… He makes me feel everything.

Cruel. Heartless. A mistake waiting to happen. Knox Vaughn is the epitome of a bad boy. He's trouble in a sexy-as-sin package. I know it. They know it. Even he knows it. It's like a moth to the flame. I can't stay away—even though I'm going to get burned. You know what they say, the sinners are much more fun...and this saint is changing the game.

After my nightmarish past, starting fresh should be a dream come true. But when my father’s death leaves me on the run, I have no choice but to seek shelter with the only family I have left: an uncle I’ve never even met.

I didn't know he was a hockey player. He had no clue I was the coach's daughter. And he definitely didn't know I had a son the night he tickled my heart and so much more. Not that I was hiding it. I just needed one night… for me. To be a normal college student, making bad decisions. When I saw him on campus, his inked forearms and slate-gray eyes ignited something in my heart that I'm not ready to let go of. We were never supposed to see each other again. Yet, we both knew once would never be enough.

There’s a common expression I remind myself of every day: that which does not kill us, makes us stronger. People think I live an idyllic life with my perfect husband, but they don’t know what lies beneath the façade.

My time has come. To leave the shadows and learn to control these new powers that have been awakened within me. With my mate, Vincent, at my side, we will work together to battle the forces that are hell-bent on bringing about the end of the world. While fighting our intensifying bond, I am thrust into a world of where one of our closest friends is taken captive by The Syndicate. Will our newly formed bond survive the upcoming battle, or will our enemies destroy us?

After years of adoration and love—and lots of intimacy—my guys have a special holiday request. A little fae baby. Like a fool, I agree, but there’s no way I can choose who gets to be the father. So, my guys have come up with a solution. A series of trials will determine who’ll do the deed; namely, one in the bedroom that has me questioning if my lady parts are really up for this. Right now? Yeah, I can’t feel my legs.

I'm at a bar trying to poison a mark like the professional I am when I see him. Straight from Tartarus, they say the shadow dragon called Legion has slayed entire armies single-handedly, and the intense way he looks at me suggests every rumor I've heard about him is true. I should be terrified. Instead, I'm drawn like a moth to a flame. The moment he touches me, everything changes. Suddenly, my skin is the poison. One touch is enough to kill a man, which is exactly what I do before I realize what Legion has done to me.

I was supposed to marry Viktor Volkova, heir to one of the most powerful families in the society. But his older brother stole me on our wedding day, just as we were about to take our vows. Like a hellish wild card, Desmier Volkova stormed into my life, seeking revenge for my father’s sins. He forced me to marry him, dragging me into his game of lies, revenge, and deceit.

I rose from nothing to own this city. A smooth-talking bastard with an empire of sin. I was so used to winning that I never saw her sleight of hand. Now I'm dancing with the devil, and she's holding all the aces.

Dr. Isabelle King has arrived on Paradise Island for one thing and one thing only - marine life research. Certainly not to explore her sexual fantasies or indulge in erotic adventures at Paradise Resort. But when she discovers a sexy stranger named Dax, she can't help but feel the physical and emotional attraction. Dax is hiding something. After all, he dives without an oxygen tank and has capabilities no human should have. And how does he know so much about her? It's almost as if she's connected to him, and that scares her.

From the first time I saw Sienna Bardot dancing on my stage, I was mesmerized. But after booking a private room and buying her time, I want more than just one night. She thinks by telling me that she’s waiting for love and marriage it’ll scare me away, but what she doesn’t understand is that I plan to make her mine in every way. When her life is threatened, I would do anything to keep her safe—even if that means forcing her to take my last name.

Madeline knew her life was strange. Having loved ones die by her hand on more than one occasion left her living alone, struggling to block out the emotions she can sense from those around her. Still, she was content with her quiet life, but the Vaettir had other plans. Kidnapped in the middle of the night, Madeline is thrown into a world straight out of ancient myth, where corpses reanimate on their own . . . and she’s supposed to be their executioner. A normal person would run screaming into the night, but there’s something about dark, alluring Alaric that’s giving her pause, and it isn’t the fact that he turns feline from time to time.

All I've ever dreamed of is revenge. It’s how I survived the darkest parts of my childhood. The parts I’ve confessed to only one man. Then, I find out he’s the one who slayed my real-life bogeyman. Now all I dream of is him. My best friend’s father. Forbidden. Nefarious. A fact that fails to stifle my desire for him. But, when I attempt to breach his impenetrable heart, he unknowingly pushes me into the clutches of an evil I was unprepared for.

Football players s*ck. A bunch of cocky, lying cheaters who think they’re god’s gift to women, just like my dear old dad. I’ve managed to avoid them my whole college career, until now. I just got assigned to be wide receiver Callum Samskevitch’s physical therapist. Pro: It will be great to add to my resume. Con: I have to see him. Every. Single. Day. Which would be fine... if he wasn’t so dang sexy.

My Alpha captured me…and now I can’t remember why I ran from him in the first place. Literally. My memory has been fractured and tossed into the Web. My mission is to reclaim who I used to be. My Alpha? He has other plans. It’s a race to gather the lost fragments of my soul tossed into the fabric of space and time. He broke me. Now he wants to put me back together how he sees fit. All the while forcing me to take horrendous obedience classes at Fortune Fae Academy like I’m some sort of pet to be trained.

All I want for my birthday is to find my magic and maybe get my first kiss. But that’s pretty hard to do when rumors fly around that my girly bits are cursed. I've lived among witches ever since my mother dropped me off. That was the last I ever saw of her. For most of my life, my aunt cared for me, raised me, and hid me from the world. My world. Until she can’t anymore. My mates have found me. All three of them. If these wolf shifters claim that I am theirs, that can only mean one thing—I’m not a witch, I’m a wolf shifter, too.