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Zed is dead. I watched him die in my arms. But I refuse to let this be the end. My father has the power to bring him back. And if he refuses to, I’ll go into the pit of souls and get him out myself. I’m warned that if I do this, that he won’t be the same. That there's no guarantee that what I pull out of the pit will be my Zed. I’m too stricken with grief to care. Zed would move heaven and hell to get to me, and I plan on doing the same thing. If Zed doesn’t remember me and the love we shared, I’ll make him. I’m going to do everything in my power to get my mate back. Even if it kills me.

Auri Fareview, practical and realistic, does what she can to serve her impoverished family. When she finds a golden key that could be the answer she needs to save her sisters from the unjust Marriage Laws of her land, she discovers the treasure might be more than she bargained for. Enchanted, the key is home to an imprisoned god, who wreaks havoc on her body, her heart, and her soul. And those aren’t practical matters. He has the power to break her. Nixus Uraiahs has lost track of how long he’s been imprisoned by the spell on the key.

A lawyer and a paralegal get trapped in an elevator—it sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, but it’s not a joke. It’s my life. It’s been hours with no sign of rescue, and the only thing I know for sure is that if I don’t manage to either get out of here or under him soon, I’m going to go insane.

Three years ago my wolf found my fated mate, and she was my best friend's little sister. He's no longer my friend, and she's off limits. Is it any wonder everyone thinks I'm a dick? Now, I'm the star player for the Bay State U Dire Wolves and I've told myself I don't have or need a mate.

Brigid has been dragged before the goddess she once served and condemned to endless torment at the hands of the syren queen. Her body weakens with each passing day, and the only way to endure is to bury her hope—because rescue is a fantasy she can no longer afford. Caelum may have stopped his father, but his victory left him hunted, grieving, and alone. The syren who claimed his heart has been stolen away, and every path forward seems determined to tear him apart. When he hears whispers of a witch who can grant any wish, he’ll risk everything—even his own soul—for the chance to save her.

Laurel Brook is not sick. Sure, she just fell into a shelf of Noodle-Os at the grocery store and startled the unsuspecting patrons, but she's definitely not sick. The problem is, the hot doctor who just caught her in his arms after she lost her balance? He doesn't agree. Dr. Lachlan Cade can tell Laurel needs help, and even if it means bending the rules, he's going to give it. Laurel is just as determined never to rely on a man again, but that's a hard vow to keep.

Life isn’t a fairytale, but for a few days I got to pretend it was. Now I’m back in my childhood bedroom in New York, eating breakup ice cream and listening to early 2000s emo music. Whatever, this was the wake-up call I needed. It’s time for Ria 2.0. No more bailouts. No more half-baked projects. No more impulsive decisions. Simple, right? Except my ex-boyfriend wants to drop the ex part, the three bears aren’t so willing to let their Goldilocks go, and their mother is more Wicked Witch than Mama Bear.

When Bruno rides up on a Harley, all muscled and tattooed, it isn’t just the bike that purrs. I’m drawn to the wolf shifter in a way that can’t be denied. But when he can’t take his eyes off me, it’s not for the reason I’d hoped. He knows more about me than I do. My past isn't what I thought it was. My enemies are much more powerful than I’d ever imagined. My destiny alone remains the same. I’ll do whatever it takes to secure the future of werewolves.

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.

Two years ago, everything changed for the remaining members of the Seattle rock band Tempest. Two years is a long time. Too long to keep on remembering. Not nearly long enough to forget. In trouble, with nowhere else to go, songstress Lace Lowell seeks refuge with the band during their stop in New York City.

My fate has never been my own. Nia: Declared savior of all werewolves when I was born, I never had a chance at a normal life. I didn’t get parents and I’ve been unable to leave my wolf pack’s territory for 22 years. If a hunter finds me, I risk more than my own life. I risk my pack. I’ve kept myself busy training, learning to fight, sculpting my body into a weapon I can use to defend myself when the hunters come for me. And they will. They’re looking for me. But then he shows up. Suddenly, I want things I’m not allowed to have...

As the omega who never manifested, I became the family secret. That is, until a wealthy alpha makes me a deal: Marry him and pretend to be his pack omega so he receives his inheritance. After six months, I’ll get my money and live out the rest of my life in peace.

My name was Eden Moretti. After being betrayed by those I’d trusted, my life spiraled out of control. I lost my innocence and dreams in one fell swoop. Now, I'm a junkie dancer who will do just about anything to earn a buck or get my next fix.

My name is Joy, and I've always lived up to it—smiling through problems, finding silver linings, believing tomorrow will be better. But over a month ago, my optimism met its match when I was kidnapped while searching for my missing best friend. Now I'm a prisoner of New Orleans' most dangerous crime lord, thrust into a world I never knew existed. Vampires are real. Vampire mafia? Also real. And something is stirring inside me—a power I can't explain that's the only reason I'm still alive.

Sapphira, an archer for the gods, hears a voice in her head who claims to be a powerful dragon with a mission for her from a goddess. The instructions are to tell no one about the quest. While she is still trying to decide whether to accept or not, a masked fallen angel makes the decision for her by shoving her through a portal. Aerith is devoted to temple work and protecting the kingdom of Apheriem from dark threats by using her archery skills. For years, she has loved the shifter king, Lexer, but acting on her desire is highly forbidden.

My name is Serendipity Fall, and I'm one of the only wolf shifters living with a bunch of immortal dragon shifters in a city I can never leave. I'm the fated mate of the dragon king—Draycian of the house of Mnemosyne—and on the first full moon after my nineteenth birthday, I will be bound to him in a mating ceremony. But I don't want a mate. I don't want the dragon king god who rules my hometown from his golden castle. I don't even know what he looks like. All I know is anytime I mention his name, everyone blanches in fear. He is a monster.

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?

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.

From the moment I scent her, I have to have her underneath me. The human female spins and runs straight into my chest. “Oh!” she says but then she stops, frozen as she stares up at me. “Hi.” I, too, am stopped in place. This female is nothing like the others I have seen. She is petite, with long flowing black hair. Her features are as foreign to me as any humans, but for some reason I find her face pleasing. Before I can think better of it, my tongue sneaks out over my lips to scent my surroundings.

When an attack lands me in the spirit world, I’m determined to get back to my life and my lovers. My only solace in the strange place is my mother, who has the answers to questions I never got to ask in her lifetime. And though I long for the pieces to the puzzle of her death and my life, the most important question of all is.... How do I get out of here?