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Brigid knew the superstition, but when her father tried to marry her off, she had no choice but to stowaway on a ship bound for Bhodheas. When she's discovered and discarded, her fate seems sealed…until she's saved by the ocean and its queen.

Did you really think we would just run off into the sunset and our lives would be all rainbows and sunshine? More like blood and dead bodies. With my sister living close by and getting her happily ever after, my life is pretty content. Even if I have to remind Neo that Melody is not his but don’t get me started on that. My life is as peaceful as it can be well the life of a serial killer can get anyways. My life is hardly what one would call calming or relaxing, not that I mind.

So everything the pure bloods have been taught all these years was a lie? Does God really know what his right hand men are doing in his name? And how the hell do I tell three of my mates that their fathers are lying, deceiving sorry excuses of Archangels? My life got turned upside down the moment I stepped onto this island, and it never seems to stop. I went from two mates to five.

Mean girls at school and assholes at home, I could handle. None of that mattered, because I had two of the most amazing mates by my side. That is, until the universe decided to throw me for a twisted loop and fated me to my biggest tormentor. Taking matters into my own hands in the heat of the moment, I end up in more pain than I can imagine. Now I have to figure out how to go about life, while nursing a broken bond.

As a princess, you’d think I lived a blessed life. But like all second-born children of shifter couples, I am a lowly human. The most I can hope for is that when my older sister takes the throne, she’ll consider me unimportant enough to let me marry for love. First, I have to get her to the throne.

Tobias Monroe has never been just a step-brother to me. From the moment we met as little kids, he’s been my everything. My best friend, my protector, the person I could always rely on for anything. As the years went on, our relationship developed into something more, something deeper than what was expected of us. My stupid heart thought that one day, we would take that step over the line that both of us were tip toeing around.

I came to warn them, but instead I put them in the line of fire. Now one piece of my heart is missing, while the other pieces are forced to leave behind everything they’ve ever known to protect me.

I thought I was inheriting a life of glitz and glamour, but all I got was a castle that even a reality television show wouldn't touch. After inheriting Darkmoor Manor, I was ready to start my new life living in a castle. Instead, what I found inside my new home was a world full of chaos and things that make even grown men cry.

The one constant lesson in my life is to fight. Fight for survival, fight for my family, fight for those who can’t fight for themselves. What happens when family stops fighting for you? What do you do when they just give you away, handing you over to the devil himself? I guess this is where all that training takes hold. This is where the test begins. I was born and bred to win. There is no other option in my mind. Sometimes, though, you have to know when to stand and fight and when to lie low and bide your time. Lying low wasn’t easy, but in doing so, I found something else, something new.

Change and I have never been best friends, something that's only gotten clearer from my imprisonment at the Guild of Guardians. As punishment for stealing a magical object, I’ve got to hunt down criminal supernaturals to pay off my sentence. The men in my new team don’t want me around. Neither do the other inmates. They just want to push me to my limits, test me, thinking that I’ll fail. But they have another thing coming. I’m Astra Nomical. I'll pass everything they throw my way, prove I’m worthy, and I won't lose my heart along the way.

Upon arriving back home, my mates and I are greeted with unrest in the streets and within the palace itself. I have been labeled a traitor to our nation, and Camila is calling for my head. Not everyone wants me dead, though. In this new world, my supporters are hidden in the shadows, waiting for me to give them a voice. When we’re captured by the king, I’m separated from the men who have stolen my heart and ruled my body for so long. Alone, I must face the monster who raised me - King Ocelot himself. At last, I can ask the questions I have wanted answered for so long.

Huzzah! I made it to my 23rd birthday! Given how much dragon magic I have rolling through me now, doing its best to cook me from the inside out, this feat is no small thing. I’ve earned a hearty celebration and then some. I’m gonna party down at Sharmayne’s and let her ply me with as many of her cocktails as she wants. Her magic touch is exactly what I need after how nutty life in Traitor’s Den has been lately. I deserve every hypnotic, milky, swirling Moon Mixer she sends my way. Hell, I might get fancy and skip right on to a Roll in the Hay, maybe even a Sirens on the Rocks.

Purgatory is mine. I'll do whatever it takes to ensure humanity finds the balance it deserves. With the seven sinners and the most notorious devil by my side, we can change the world. No, not only the world. The entire universe. We have to. Our futures depend on it. The angelic army plans to reset everything, bringing on the End of Times.

From the moment she moved in a few houses down, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. The way her body moved, the light that shined from inside of her, her raw sex appeal without even trying. Lucky for me, her friend and coworker was one of my closest friends. An invitation to my club, The Den, led to a masked intimate encounter in a maintenance closet. That’s all it took for me to know she was the one for me.

Madison: Transferring to Bay State University is my escape from the bullies at my old school, who think just because I'm plus-size, I shouldn't play sports. Since my dad is the coach of the football team, I can move in with him and make my plans for my own training center for women like me. I don't have time for much more than school and work Eand crushing on the biggest defensive player on the Dire Wolves team.

With my soulmate missing and a new revelation threatening to send Heaven’s army our way to start the apocalypse, I have to find Elias and break two more angels. Unfortunately, it’s not as easy. Pride and sloth require different tactics. I have to prove that their purposes no longer follow Heaven’s path. They need to follow me down, even if I have to drag them to their thrones in Hell myself.

The Rocky Mountain Pack’s territory has always been her sanctuary. The one place where she was safe from those who track her, their pursuit merciless and unrelenting. But when Naya is taken from her very home, that refuge is violated. She’s exposed. There’s nowhere safe for her now. And her enemy is far more terrible than she ever imagined. An immortal, the woman can’t be killed. She’s lived a thousand years already. Naya is determined to find a way to end the immortal where none has been found before. She is a warrior. She’s trained her entire life to defeat the hunters.

Havel, Matar and Xil have failed too many times to count. Luckily, there’s help available for failed kidnappers: a diploma offered by the Intergalactic University. To complete their course, these three sexy aliens need to abduct a human female - and they’re graded on it. The problem is, the human female has no intentions of being abducted, not even to help them get the universe’s most recognised abduction qualification.

My whole life is one tangled lie. A horrible deception. All my past choices steered by the woman who hunts me without pause. She’s powerful, vicious, and cruel, feared by the entire supernatural community. She’s also an immortal. Yeah, she can’t be killed—supposedly. Nothing like an insurmountable challenge, right?

A spunky florist and a cold-hearted lord of the dead? It's a match made in the underworld! Autumn Rankin is a florist first and foremost. Her specialty is making a rose bear in under 20 minutes or pulling together a bouquet that says "I'm sorry, honey, you're always right". But when she meets Hades at the funeral parlor, she discovers a hidden talent: Convincing a dead soul it's time to go to the afterlife. Apparently souls are wandering the land of the living, and Hades, stiff, cold, and guarded as he is, needs her natural charm and charisma to corral them to the underworld.