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Magnus and Kaitlyn are in two different places, two different times. There's a son that needs to be protected. A family that has been displaced. A bad guy with a grudge. And a Highlander without a home.

Finn Knowles–the rebel without a voice. That’s me. But just because I choose to keep quiet doesn’t mean there isn’t a raging fire burning inside. Still waters run deep, after all, and there’s a lot of secrets I’ve kept hidden from the world. Art has always been my escape from the evil that’s tried to drag me down. It was all I had. Until her. Effy Spencer is like nobody I’ve ever met, but everything I’ve ever wanted. In my dreams, I’m her whole world. In reality, I’m her worst nightmare.

I swore I’d cut Harrison King out of my life, and my bed, forever. The second my contract with the ruthless billionaire who owned me was up…I ran. Not knowing that decision would only twist the web around us tighter. Now, he’s back, and the sins of his past threaten to destroy us both. He still thirsts for power and vengeance. But his secrets run deeper than I knew. This time, he wants me to stand by his side. This time, he’s asking.

In a dangerous time before her own...a dangerous attraction. Amelie Besson is on the cusp of attaining the life she’s dreamed of—until she finds herself stuck in pre-war France, fifty years before her time. The country is about to be under German rule, but her most immediate problem is Henri Durand, the arrogant and infuriatingly handsome vineyard owner upon whom her survival depends.

Some men are born responsible, some men have responsibility thrust upon them. Henry John Edgar Thomas Pembrook, Prince of Wessco, just got the motherlode of all responsibility dumped in his regal lap. He’s not handling it well. Hoping to help her grandson rise to the occasion, Queen Lenora...

When it comes to the cryptic Moon Blessed prophecy, our enemies have been fighting over its meaning—and its dark magic—for millennia. But through all their bitter skirmishes, there’s one teeny little detail the vile beasts keep forgetting: The Moon Blessed witch herself.

Weston bloody Kincaid. The billionaire who wore £7,000 suits like he was doing them a favor. When he wasn't filling out his doctor's scrubs like they were tailor-made for him. Exactly the kind of man who needed to be taken down a notch. Definitely not the kind with whom you want to spend any extended period of time. Absolutely not stuck with him in a remote cabin during the holiday season. Totally completely not snowed in together over Christmas.... Help!

She was my "what if" girl. The one I longed for. The one I tried to find again after she left for the other side of the world. Now, years later, fate has swept the only woman I’ve ever loved back into my life. With her intensity, her honesty, her passion, Annalise tries to break down my walls, because she’s the one who knew me before my family shattered. When we collide again, it's tender and savage, gentle and rough, and makes me hungry for more of this electric, once-in-a-blue moon kind of connection.

My boyfriend is getting married. Okay, technically he's my ex-boyfriend. Two months ago, he decided he wanted a break. I still thought he was my happily ever after. On any other day, knowing he was gone for good would be the worst thing that could possibly happen. But not today. Because not only is my boyfriend getting married, his bride is my best friend. And they've sent me an invitation.

Seductive as a deadly sin, Lucien Wrenn, the Duke of Luhst, can tempt any lady into his bed. But his best friend’s little sister—bluestocking scientist Lady Chasity Perrin—is forbidden fruit. And he’s spent a lifetime aching to take a bite.

Magnus said, “There are always the same stars, mo reul-iuil.” “Always.” Then I added, “And way over there, past the horizon, beyond what you can see, is a castle. It’s called Kilchurn, and a boy was born there. He grew up in the shadows of a mountain named Ben Cruachan.” I glanced at him from the corner of my eye.

Getting dumped by the Demon of my dreams wasn’t exactly in the game plan. Game plans suck. Throwing caution to the wind is my new motto. I used to be a semi-happily single Vampyre. As the Princess of the Australian Dominion, I have an enormous palace, a fabulous wardrobe, I don’t look a day over 30, and I have gobs of friends — most of whom would be happy to see me permanently deceased. However, they hide it well. In the violent world of the undead, I consider it a win.

Kaya Reynolds is a distraction, a rage-inducing pain in the butt, and an absolute magnet for trouble. But when you're a Rogues agent, you don't get to pick your assignments. Unfortunately, you don't get to decline them either. And that's how I ended up fake engaged to the most infuriating woman I've ever met. The Rogues Division is a top-secret, highly-classified, "I'd tell you but I'd have to kill you" kind of organization. The kind of organization the government pretends not to love having at its disposal.

Aiden Kincade hasn't had it easy. As the youngest of three Scottish brothers, he's watched his two older brothers fall head over heels in love. Unlike his brothers, he is destined to be alone. Due to an old family prophecy, he knows whoever he loves will suffer a tragic death too soon. So he hides in the woods of Scotland, sharing his solitude with his animals.

Discovering a rune-covered rock in Eilean Donan Castle, historian Rogene Wakely is hurtled from the 21st century to the 14th. Highlander Angus Mackenzie has agreed to marry the powerful and predatory Euphemia of Ross. But one forbidden kiss with Rogene makes his engagement feel like a death sentence. Rogene resists her attraction, knowing the giant Scot’s marriage will result in an important heir. But when Euphemia sees Angus’ longing for the dark-haired beauty, neither can escape her rage. Will they risk their lives and Scotland’s future by choosing desire over duty?

Our story begins the same as any ill-fated romance. Two households, two families, two species that should never be together. These are the recipe for tragic, beautiful love, fated to end in flames. She is my doom. She is my destiny. Unavoidable, impossible to deny, and painful to ignore. They call me Bastard Prince, a half-breed unworthy of a true title. But I still have to follow the rules. Serve the Blackthorne vampire bloodline. A shifter and a vampire are forbidden to be together. But Briar is mine, and I’ll fight family and constitution to the death in order to keep her.

Eventually, all wallflowers will have their chance at love...this is where it begins. Lottie Hughes likes people, as long as they aren't too close. Does it bother her that no one asks her to dance? Yes, but she's not sure how to drum up dance partners when she has almost no dowry and no title, and freezes up when anyone tries to talk to her. Ellen might be beautiful and considered a diamond of the first water by Society, but she is so very tired of the pressure to marry a titled gentleman. Charlotte Winters is destined to spinsterhood until she turns down an unwanted proposal.

Fiercely loyal to her country, Nadine will do whatever it takes to destroy the ancient evil threatening her world - anything except allow a wild savage to put his mark on her. Plagued by survivor’s guilt, Magnus the Vast vows to do whatever it takes to bring home the friend he left behind. Claiming the beautiful hellcat who wants his head is a convenient bonus...one he won’t let her get out of.

Her widowed heart freshly healed, Lavinia wants nothing more than to bind herself to Ivan, the man who adores her fatherless sons almost as much as he loves her. Then duty calls her to risk their future and return to a life she’d fled - to a man who wants her as much as she fears him. Tasked with escorting Lavinia back to the land of her birth, Ivan pledges his heart along with his protection. He’ll have his mark upon her within days.

Tasked by his chieftain, Sigvard the Nameless will do whatever it takes to save his people, and the whole of Sestoria, from succumbing to darkness. He’ll travel the continent to claim a magess said to be so powerful, she can wake a sleeping mountain. It won’t be a true bonding. One must have a heart for such things, and Sigvard’s went dormant years ago.