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Encased in ice, traveling through space and thousands of years adrift from his world, Viking Einarr Bloodaxe can’t help but respond to the call of his female and finally break free of his magical entrapment. For this woman he’s willing to defy everything—even time.

One signature. That’s all it took for my life to be turned upside down. Now I belong to the ISC. At least, that’s what I thought, until they shoved me into the cell of a giant, hyena-like alpha with a possessive streak and filthy sense of humor.

I didn’t know I had a sister until I walked into a crime scene and saw my own lifeless face staring back at me. Horrified, I still did my job and collected evidence to nail the men responsible.

The Balance has been irrevocably altered, and I’ve found myself in the clutches of a blood mage. One that I find myself drawn to in more ways than one. I didn’t think it possible. Another mate? I could barely handle the three I already had. Our bond circle is tested as the true enemy emerges from the shadows. We must fight together as one or we will all fall. The fate of the world lies in my hands. Alone, I’m not powerful enough to save it. Can I depend on my mates to get along and join together to fight against the evil threatening us?

At thirteen, I decided to be a nurse. That very same year, I fell in love with Ed Cooper. Sure, I was barely a teenager and he was one of my older brother’s buddies from boot camp. I didn’t care. I was in love or lust…or something. He consumed my every waking thought. Sadly, fifteen years later, I’m still infatuated and he sees me as a little sister.

Party girls don't waste time on romantic notions. We're hunting pleasure, excitement, and finding love is the last thing on our minds. No way am I shagging my host, who is basically a prostitute, when there's a paradise of hungry eyes waiting to explore mutual erotic fantasy. But sometimes, the person you thought was the least desirable turns out to be the right kind of naughty you didn't know you needed.

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.

Dean Waterhouse was supposed to be a job. Get in. Get married. Take his money and get out. But he came after me. Now, I'm bound to his bed, about to learn what happens to naughty girls who play games. The man who put his ring on my finger was gentle. The man who tracked me down is not.

Roman, commander of the Stone Sentries, is on high alert as he patrols from a Boston rooftop. The eclipse of the red Supermoon bodes danger. When a blast of dark magic soars past him, he tracks a beautiful, mysterious woman. Larissa has spent her entire life trying to be normal - even if it's given her insight as a police officer. But she's different.

I never expected to be locked out of my room basically naked in a total blackout. Thinking that would be the biggest shock of my night was my first mistake. With my friends nowhere in sight, I’m thankful when Jason, the mysterious guy who flirts from across the hall, shows up and comes to my rescue. After I borrow his clothes, I let this man be my protector when mayhem ensues. As he takes me under his wing, how could I not fall for this handsome Clark Kent lookalike? But just like the lights suddenly going out, our night ends just as fast, leaving me more lost than when it went dark.

Kol is an Alliance trader and part-time pirate, but when Admiral Tir asks him to retrieve a woman from Earth, despite his reservations about abductions, he could hardly deny the future Emperor of the Alliance. Now Kol may be new to kidnapping, but he’s not new to the filth of the galaxy, and this young woman has been living in one of the filthier places he had ever seen. Morally, he feels he has done her a favor in saving her from galactic poverty. He keeps reassuring her that he is taking her to a better place. Kol doesn't even begin to understand her frustration at being taken.

Welcome to Desire by Design. No clothing beyond this point. When I imagined the vacation of a lifetime, it didn’t include a nude fetish resort. I foolishly assumed my bestie Jess and I would at least be wearing bikinis. This place is a hedonistic paradise, but I’m pretty sure I just walked through the gates of hell. At 23, I’m still a virgin, and an anomaly in a place like this. My innocence makes me vulnerable to all manner of pervs. Mason is my host for the week, my protector. He’s basically a prostitute and the world’s biggest tease.

Gravity is not your normal, sweet romance of childhood friends to lovers. Spanning over twenty years—it's raw, it's real, asking the question if soul mates really exist. Lily. At eight years old, the boy next door changed my life. He was the force pulling me toward him despite our differences. It was like magic. We understood each other, supported each other and in the process became everything to each other. But in chasing Trevin's dream, I lost myself along the way.

When one of their own, Griffin, is seemingly obliterated in a fiery explosion, high school seniors Joss, Hunt, Layla, and Brady are suddenly desperate to find out exactly how immortal they really are. For Joss, living without Griffin—whom she's always loved—isn't an option. But while she and her friends have learned they possess powers other than the ability to regenerate, they don't yet know what they are. And they've already put a lot of rough miles on their bodies . . .

Tarley Fareview, idealistic and stubborn, does what she can to support herself in spite of an unjust Kaloma law that says she's beholden to a man's keeping. When she defends herself after being harassed by a man, she is forced to flee into the woods disguised as a boy. She happens upon a dying man and must decide if she will risk her life to save him. Unable to walk away, Tarley chooses to intervene and saves the stranger, only little does she know that by doing so, she’s risking the heart she promised herself she’d never give to anyone.

Azura has to chase down a crime syndicate of lumberjacks. As bizarre as that sounds, it's her only lead to help her brother, Dr. Amos Brady, and some of her wealthiest clients. Despite her deep misgivings about nature and relaxation as a whole, she goes all in and rents a cabin in a Colorado national forest to go undercover. But when a hiking excursion goes wrong, she stumbles right into the arms of a masked man who is as terrifying as he is enticing.

Top-tier lawyer Zev Brady is not in control. Ever since a half-naked heiress fell out of a tree and onto his head, the carefully crafted order in his life has gone berserk. One moment, he was at a wedding his bossy sister, Azura, had forced him to attend, and the next, he had Isla Valehart in his arms. Now, the paparazzi have popped up out of nowhere, and they've caught him with a mostly naked millionaire darling in his arms. And if that wasn't bad enough, Azura insists there's only one solution to the problem: Fake date Isla Valehart until the paparazzi leave her alone.

Mattie Thorne has been on the run from her parents for almost two years. She's being chased by a ruthless mercenary named Ghost, but somehow, she always manages to escape his capture attempts. Until one day, her time is finally up. Mattie "The Bunny" Thorne ends up well and truly captured by the enigmatic, blue-eyed Ghost, and it seems like her freedom might be lost. But then she glimpses something unexpected in her handsome captor—empathy. Taking a chance, Mattie offers him a deal: Help her ruin her billionaire parents, and she will pay him four million dollars.

Being a young, semi-talented artist with big dreams is hard enough for June Matthews, but to make matters worse, her boss is a total dick. Dr. Amos Brady, a neurosurgeon, and unapologetic a-hole, seems determined to make his secretary's life miserable. When Dr. Brady rudely points out that her "stripper" underwear is showing, June decides she's had enough. Well, okay, she hadn't meant to set his pants on fire, but she isn't mad about it, either. That is, until their office manager makes everyone go to a wilderness retreat to "foster communication" and force everyone to get along.

Jax and Brandon are on the hunt for a rogue caster and find a room full of dead young men—and Marie Laveau's ghost. Thea is having a different problem. Someone is banging on the bathroom door, demanding that she come out and explain herself. Can she never get a moment of peace?