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I was born under the shadow of death, and my life since has been intricately entwined with that of the Grim Reaper. They call me the Death Whisperer. One hand fixes; the other breaks. All I have ever known is a life full of pain and suffering, because what the legends don't tell you about my power… is that there's always a price. And I'm the one who has to pay for it. My powers took my voice from me, and every day, I'm forced to experience unbearable agony. But my suffering doesn't stop the fae of our realm from using me and my gifts, regardless of the consequences.

I knew him only as Van Gogh. A tortured artist who owned the night as he moved through the shadows, cloaked in hate and madness. He was a vicious vigilante—a serial arsonist who thrived on the fear he triggered with a single match between his tattooed knuckles. We were told to lock our doors and stay inside. I wanted to. I really did. But then I saw his eyes, burning like embers as he watched me through the smoke. And like the flames at his feet, I delighted in his attention. I became his muse. His passion. His obsession. His perfectly flawed flower. But that was years ago.

Since I'm not going to fall for Dylan Stafford, it shouldn't matter that he shovels my driveway or looks at me like he could devour me. One kiss later—I, Marlow Taylor, am completely screwed.

Imprisoned on false charges, I find myself facing years in the worldship's brig. But when the Darrvasons, a race of powerful aliens in need of females, demand a sample of human women to examine, I'm offered up as a patient. In exchange for my cooperation, I'll be released from the brig, the false charges dropped. Obeying Dr. Zahhn, the musclebound alien who examines me, however, proves a challenge.

I should have known better, I should have seen the signs, but now all I'm left with is heartache and disappointment. They may think they've got the better of me, but I won't go down without a fight. Especially when it comes to the ones I love. Even if I have to protect them from themselves.

It's not like I planned to fall for my older brother's best friend. It just happened. With a perfect body covered in tattoos, and a dirty mouth, Roman is the kind of guy women notice—and believe me, I noticed. Even when I tried not to. When he finally gives in to temptation, there's no going back. At least for me. Too bad Roman doesn't see it that way. He thinks he needs to protect me and my relationship with my brother, but I don't need him to fight my battles. I just need him.

When Pippa finds herself in Fairhaven Falls with empty pockets and a brand new baby, she's thrilled when a sweet—and slightly scary—old lady offers her a job and a place to live. Their new home isn't much, but it offers a desperately needed shelter. Then, her grumpy orc neighbor comes charging into their lives. She should be wary of the huge male, but when she watches him handling his hammer, fear is the last thing she feels. And when he cradles her daughter so tenderly against that big muscular chest? Her heart isn't the only thing melting!

It’s official. I, Ainsley James, am crazy. Desperate and crazy. It’s the only explanation as to why I’m nauseous, standing outside Maverick Lexington’s door. I mean, it’s possible the stories about his deck of playing cards - with the letters IOU scrawled across the back - are just rumors of the ruthless quid pro quo deals he barters. But the flutters in my stomach know better. Maverick is as cold as they come. But, I need one of those cards. I need to owe Maverick Lexington a favor....

What happens when a Daddy's girl grows up to be crowned the first female underboss of the mafia? What an excellent question. Thank you so much for asking. No, seriously, I've been waiting twenty years to be able to answer this. Trust me, being hidden away in another country with a nanny, a groundskeeper, his son (my ex-best friend), and the wicked witch of the west—a.k.a. my stepmother. I'm dying to spill the tea.

Caroline Jane (CJ) Ellison has a gift for analysis. When a Wall Street deal goes bad, the choice between prison or the Interstellar Brides Program is a no-brainer. She’ll go. She’ll leave Earth, her past, and her mistakes behind. The decision is logical, not emotional. Until she wakes up on another world with a huge Atlan Warlord, her matched mate, refusing to claim her. Warlord Rezzer is contaminated. Weak. The Hive captured him and stole his soul, his very beast. A mate is out of the question when he can’t become what he was born to be, a beast, her mate, her protector.

One prince wants to keep me; another desires to steal me away. And a third? I think he wants to end my life. During the day, I'm kept by the possessive and alluring Prince Blaze and the charming Prince Treyton. At night, I find myself…somewhere else. There, I'm no less a prisoner than I am when I'm awake. The psychotic and deranged Night King wishes to clip my wings and keep me caged

Holdar doesn't do commitment. Even his latest security job as bodyguard to a pretty, spoiled—and annoyingly adorable—heiress won't last, which is just as well. The sooner he gets away from her innocent smiles and tempting curves, the better. Trish is desperate to escape her father's gilded cage, even though her latest bodyguard is the biggest, most intimidating—and most enticing—male she's ever met. Then, her disastrous attempt at freedom leads her straight into his massive orc arms.

In this life, you were taught vulnerability would get you killed. Distractions led to mistakes, and mistakes led to your death. What happened when the one that made you vulnerable was also the distraction? Evie captivated us all from the beginning. All it took was one look from those big brown eyes, and we laid down everything to protect her—including our lives. We finally got the family we wanted, and then Evie discovered our secret. A secret she wanted no part of. If I learned anything from my brother, Luca, it was to fight like hell for the ones you love.

Welcome to Silver Falls University, where the elite come to thrive. My life as a queen bee was always traced for me. I'm rich, I come from an influential family, and I constructed my personality to become the girl everyone wants to be. I rule Silver Falls University with bright smiles and the pretense of being everyone's friend. But in a place where toxic rich kids love to see others fall, no one is safe.

Rafael Ibarra tore through my life like a raging inferno. Consuming every part of me he touches, he promises to show me passion and the real Ibiza. Though our tryst can never be anything but temporary, I never want to leave the man who makes me wish things were different. But there’s a nightmare hiding within his multicolored gaze, a phantom rattling at the cages who wants to devour me, to take me and claim me as his. He’s temptation, pushing me toward sin with his wicked touch. As much as I hate his secrets…I will never tell him my own.

The devastatingly wicked princes don't just want my powers… They want my mind, body, and soul. After a brutal attack on Gaia's temple, I find myself turning to an unlikely ally for help. Only he can save me from this new threat. But past and present collide when I reunite with the very princes I once feared. They no longer want to cage me away. No, these villains are determined to see me soar… and they'll kill anyone who gets in their way. Survival won't be easy when we discover we have to travel through a forest full of unspeakable horrors and face threats we never knew existed.

She was a tiny little lamb who claimed my heart with one fearful look. I was her captor, the man responsible for breaking her, for preparing her for auction. She was taken, plucked right off the street, and brought to me to be sold at the next auction. Rescuing her from my men was never part of the deal, and neither was bringing her up to my room. Yet, night after night I did this, refusing to give up the way she made me feel. When I’m with her I feel less like a monster. I can remember the man I used to be before the mob got to me, before all the bad tainted my soul.

I kept our baby a secret, thinking it was the right decision. And it was… until I found myself in a mess greater than any Hollywood movie could ever portray. Working as a PR executive for a brilliant director was supposed to be fun. Little did I know that I'd meet not one but four men of my dreams. Each of them has me swooning over their chiseled abs and charming smiles, and it's putting my job at risk.

Caught between duty and desire, which will I choose? I promised her father I'd keep her safe, and she is safe, safe from everyone except me.

It started with a not-so-innocent text I sent to the guy I was casually dating. Things had been moving slowly, and it was time to spice things up. Me: I need you to come over. I want to feel you inside me. Him: Who is this? Me: Indy. Who’s this? Him: Wrong number. Me: Oh crap. I’m sorry. Him: I’m not. What’s your address? Now, I have to decide whether I want to block him and text the guy I meant to in the first place. Or do something outrageously bold and tell him to come over. Me: . . .