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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.

Everyone in Ridgemore knows Joss and her friends Griffin, Hunt, Layla, and Brady have been inseparable since they were kids. You mess with one, and you'll have the whole bunch to answer to. Their senior year should be one long carefree party, but Joss can't seem to get over a crush on Griffin that could screw up their lifelong friendship. She can't help it; she's drawn to his devilish smirk and the brooding stare that seems to trail her wherever she goes. But any thoughts of romance go out the window when a horrible accident changes everything.

My best friend and I want the same girl. But Lace Lowell is mine. She was mine first. She’ll be mine forever. Sure, she was his friend when they were kids, long before I ever met her. But that’s in the past. This is now. I’m Warren Jinkins. War. My name is my battle cry. I take what I want. I don’t ask, and I want her.

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.

One demon remains. Its targets are clear. It wants Larissa’s magic and Janie’s soul. After breaking through the demon’s darkness that imprisoned her best friend, Larissa has had enough of magic. She just wants to return to her normal life back on the police force. But, the damn demons keep preventing that.

Are the demons truly gone? The gargoyles remain on watch. And her friend remains trapped in an incubus-induced coma. Fated mates caught in a battle between good and evil. Larissa, a young police officer, is disturbed by psychic visions and demons - literal ones. She encountered the red-winged monsters during their rampage in Boston. The chaotic aftermath prevents rest any time soon. And a question remains unanswered - how was she able to combat demons using nothing but her hands? Her new lover Roman, a gargoyle shifter, believes it's because she's she's a witch.

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

I never asked to be the key to an ancient power, but here I am—trapped by a ruthless wolf enforcer who thinks he can control me. Big mistake. Because Angelo, my fated mate and the most dangerous mafia king in New Orleans, is tearing the city apart to find me. And he doesn't believe in mercy.

Halle and Loki are a match made in hell doing their damndest to build their own little slice of heaven together. But life isn't always in our corner, is it? We’ve seen them crazy, them reckless, but it's time to see them vulnerable.

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.

Chase Dawson is back in Autre for Christmas, and when he runs into brainy, beautiful alligator conservationist Bailey Wilcox again, he’s determined to make good use of the mistletoe.

The secrets Scarlett Fareview has hidden from her family are finally out in the open, but not without consequences. Alienating everyone she loves, she must face the hurt and betrayal she wrought with her duplicity. And the cost is high. In this series of novellas, the Fareveiws deal with the aftermath of Scarlett’s deception. Scarlett must face Tomas and her children, Brinna must determine if she and Luc can forge a future, and Auri and Nix face the next obstacle to their forever.

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?

We were warned about the threats we would face, and now our lives are in danger. The danger is more powerful than we'd ever imagined, and now that the flames have died off, we're off to a new destination with uncertainty around every corner. Time is running out for me, and I hope we aren't being taken on a wild goose—or chicken—chase to find the next creature. A creature from the sky will catch me when I fall, but what if I've already fallen?

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.

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.

Growing up as part of one of the most ruthless families in the world was bad enough. Being blind is worse. Especially when my family sees it as a weakness and wants nothing more than to torture me for things I can't control. That's okay, though. I was getting away as fast and as far as I could. I just had to find a way out of my evil brother's clutches. When I hear a noise coming from a secret room, everything changes. After finding the door in the house I was born and raised in, and realizing just how sick and demented my brother is, I know my only option is to do my best to help.

Traitor’s Den was meant to be a prison. A punishment. A hellhole my daddy could never escape. Over the decades, however, hundreds of us have found a way to make it our home. We’ve learned to deal with the many bumps along the way with colorful cussing and a dash of humor—often roused by one too many at the saloon—and we’ve embraced the spell that turns us all into honky-tonk cowgirls and -boys.

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.