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When I met three sexy strangers and had one of the best summers of my life, never in my wildest dreams would I expect to find out they were the sons of my mom's new husband. My step brothers. Now we have to try and put those nights behind us and move on. I can't risk ruining my mom's happiness.

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.

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.

The people and creatures of Traitor’s Den are always getting into trouble. It’s the one thing I can count on. The longer they spend in the Den, the more the spell that keeps us all here has the chance to take effect, turning us all into my Uncle Tucker’s version of cowboys and cowgirls. Our little one-way town is always wild and outrageous, and no day is ever the same. But when Rhett Stead and Zeke Doyle tumble through the portal, our town’s signature wild Western flavor swells a couple of notches, especially since they seem to think I’m their mate or queen or...whatever.

I need more magic like I need a point-blank bullet to the head. All that dragon power Rhett’s already given me is churning around inside me, causing as much trouble as the great poohbah dragon protector himself, and he’s trouble walking in a pair of perfectly fitting jeans. Regardless of my desires, and I’ve got lots of them thanks to the two men who won’t stop shooting suggestive looks my way, more magic is exactly what I’ve got—plus a whole band of dragon shifters without it, heh, pointing fingers at me for taking what they think is theirs. Oopsie.

With the wind at our backs and the dagger forcing our will, we’re on our way to find my next mate. New information from my brother makes me question everything. There’s no escaping what’s to come. A creature from the wild will hold me tight, but what if I’m already in pieces?

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.

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.

I was abducted by incompetent aliens. They didn't know what they were doing, and they still don't have a clue. Now that we're done with all the probing, they're taking lessons in "Caring for Vulnerable Females" and "Nest Building for Beginners", and want to turn me into their mate. And no, they don't listen when I tell them I don't need a nest.

My worst nightmare has come true. I'm not the Champion of Calamity. I'm the Conduit. The bad guy.

I prefer to thrive on the chaotic energy that thrums through my veins. The pure adrenaline rush I get when things excite me. And what excites me now is my new boss, Devlin.

Hades messed up. It's his fault the Lady of the Underworld left...again. The guy just can't keep a good goddess down. But the Lord of the Dead can't mope about the Underworld while it tears apart. Breaches in the fabric of the afterlife have allowed souls to escape and return to their lives. Something is wrong, and Hades needs Autumn's help for her to become the death goddess to figure it out.

After leaving the Carlotti heirs for my own safety, unsure of if, or when, I'd return, I set out on a journey of self-discovery and healing. But my travels abruptly ended when I discovered the men I couldn't ever fully put out of my mind making national news. I watched from hundreds of miles away as they were arrested. For murdering the two dirty cops. For my alleged kidnapping. Even though I was on my way to help exonerate them, I was too late to save them from our enemies. They hurt my men, but now I'll have my revenge.

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.

They call me crazy, psycho, insane. Like I care. The only people's opinions I actually give a rip about are my brothers. Hell, they know me better than anyone and there is no doubt I'm all those things and more. The difference is, they know that even if everything I do seems crazy, it's always for the good of my club and my family. I would do anything to protect my brothers, my club. That's all I ever needed, until I walk in on the most perfect sight out of my deepest darkest fantasies while out on a job. A little sprite of a thing cutting open some d-bag on her dining room table.

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.

I thought I’d enjoy some sun, go to the beach, and get a tan, but the universe has other plans for me...in the form of three dark-haired, handsome strangers. Logan: a sexy bad boy bartender whose charm works all too well on me. Elijah: a handsome and sweet cabana boy whose smile makes my heart swoon. Owen: a gorgeous surf instructor who pushes me out of my comfort zone to try new things. It was only meant to be a summer fling—three amazing nights with three gorgeous strangers. Of course, it couldn’t be that simple. It never is.

Against all odds, Calla is adjusting to her new life alongside the vampires who brought her into the supernatural world. As they work to bring longtime enemies together, to forge a better future for vampires and humans alike, they must find a way to mend the rifts created long before Calla even existed. But the rocky relationship between the vampires and those who hunt them isn’t the only threat. An ancient dynasty of vampires close to them is hellbent on destroying their peace and the life Calla has built with her mates.

From best-selling author Melanie A. Smith comes the first book in a new series of steamy contemporary medical romance standalone novels about life lessons that break all the rules. Some lessons are more fun when learned the hard way.... What’s the first rule of nurse’s club? That’s right: Never date a doctor. Which Sasha Suvorin has no intention of doing anyway, since she’s a nurse at Rutherford Hospital by day and working on her master’s degree by night. Who has time for dating, much less dating someone you work with? Bad idea much?

Ezo is an alien who's crazy about all things Earth. He can’t wait to get there in person and experience it all for himself - pizza, chocolate, flirting. After a lifetime of being alone on his old planet, he’ll finally have a place he can call home. But when he arrives, a mate has already been chosen for him. Ana is waiting as soon as he exits his shuttle. She’s beautiful, colorful, and seems as excited to meet him as he is her.