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Living on the run was all I'd ever known. My life was unstable, but at least I wasn't alone. That all changed when my mother was murdered. I ran from the unknown creatures she'd always feared until the day I stopped being afraid. That was my first mistake. Cashel Blackthorne took me as his captive and opened my eyes to the terrible truth of the world. Vampires exist, and I am the key to their salvation. The Blackthorne vampires need my blood, but their prince desires more - me. There's something between us neither of us can deny. He is my captor, but I'll be his ruin.

Two years ago, one mistake cost Gideon Royal the girl of his dreams. Since then he’s become jaded and stoic, caught in a spiral that has him dealing with blackmail, heartache, and loss. When he left for college, he hoped to start over. But fate has other ideas, placing Savannah Montgomery in his path again.

Vali Erickson is the classic middle child - misunderstood, underestimated, and overlooked. He’s fine with it. Really. The overlooked part is actually serving him well during this phase of life. Margaret O’Neal is an only child who has led a sheltered life. She’s used to being a wallflower. Her ability to blend into the background is what allows her to maintain her anonymity as a gossip columnist for the Green Valley Ledger.

The attraction was undeniable. I couldn't escape him. I didn't want to. I was his. He was mine. But he wasn't my husband. My once treasured marriage was now flawed and imperfect. By the time the guilt set in, it was too late. Reality was trying to keep me away from my obsession. My husband was that reality. My obsession was West.

Cyan. One second, I’m battling an overgrown hedge with a pair of clippers. The next, I’m running for my life, positive I’ve stumbled onto a prank reality show set, complete with a towering, red-haired guy in costume who throws me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing - I’m a big girl, never been thin. Kinre. Horde life is simple. Hunt the enemy, kill the enemy. Then I make a big mistake. Huge. I rescue a helpless human, only to discover this curvy, tempting morsel is an Omega about to send me into a rut.

Tripping into a gorgeous man when signing up at a Habitat for Humanity build should be a bonus, right? Not when that hunk decides it would be fun to prank me. To be fair, I'm not what I'd call "handy." I'm a genius at styling my clients, but manual labor isn't my thing. Still, I'm determined to better myself by helping my community. Then Owen too-hot-to-be-human Philips told me to show up wearing hazmat-level gear. He's all apologetic now, being nice and sweet and hot. I'm ready to forgive and forget. To be honest, I'm also ready to climb him like a freaking tree.

Just when I thought this quest couldn’t end soon enough, yet another surprise sends us sprinting further north in a desperate search for a cure. We’re running out of time, and the life of my mate—let alone the entire world—rests in the balance.

In the grand scheme of things, five years isn’t a very long time. It goes by in a blink, literally. Waking up with no recollection of the last five years is devastating. The woman I remember loving is with someone else. The only family I had is gone, and I’m forced to relive those losses all over again.

When my car is stolen outside my new college dorm, my roommate points me to "The Vigil"—a trio of students who tackle crimes when campus security drops the ball. The last thing I expect walking into the Vigil's office is to find Logan Brooks staring back at me. I want nothing to do with the stepbrother I once had the world's hugest crush on. But even though he looks at me like I'm dirt under his shoe, he and his hot friends insist on taking my case. No way am I letting them investigate on their own. Working with them will give me the chance to find out what's really up with Logan.

Dorian Gray’s painting was never in the vault of the library. We currently have no idea where it is and the only person who can track it is probably being held hostage in a storage yard with all kinds of cursed objects. Balthazar’s dick is still cursed and there’s no easy way to remove it. I already made it worse once. I hope it doesn’t fall off this time. I was totally against marrying Reyson when he woke up and announced I would be his new wife, but my resolve on that is starting to weaken. I’m starting to care for the damned god.

John Garrison is a master of disguise. He’s as skilled at slipping into cover identities as he is at evading personal attachments. So when a sexy, brainy crime analyst challenges his life as a spy, the urge to run is as strong as his hunger for a sinful taste. Nadia Powell is a geek at heart. Solving the latest cybercrime and binge-watching her favorite series are satisfying ways to win at life. But when a bossy CIA officer barges into her comfy existence, the urge to push him away becomes an ache to reel him in for more than just a kiss.

There are many reasons I should have handed in my resignation the day I met my new boss, Hudson Case. First off, he's the reason I lost my first waitressing job. Secondly, he's gruff, grumpy, and another inconvenient g-word... gorgeous. And to top it off, he's my good friend's dad. Oh, and did I mention, he's also my new roommate? Yeah, we'll get to that in a sec. It all started when I begged my friend to get me a temp position working as her dad's admin until my big move at the end of summer. Little did I know, her dad was the same jerk who callously fired me from my previous waitressing gig.

When you're heartbroken, it lies beneath everything that you do. It's in all of who you are. Foreshadows who you'll be. It hides underneath your smile, rests between your laugh, revels in your tears and taunts your every thought. You wish it away but are too terrified to let it go. When Cal first disappeared, I swore my heart had broken, and before all of this is over, I swear it will shatter into pieces.

Ellea, a seer and trickster witch, is haunted by her past. Shunned within her community of supernaturals, she values her family and control over her destructive powers. When her visions of a terrifying future are realized and the people she loves most are threatened by her magic, Ellea flees with her familiar to Glenover, an isolated town willing to overlook her flaws. Or so she thought.

I may be free from one of the Harkwrights, but another is taking his place. A wildcard and mystery. Whether he's better or worse than the one he's replacing remains to be seen. If I keep on baking, I might succeed in fooling myself into believing I am safe. That everything that has happened in the past two years was just a nightmare. But really that's just wishful thinking, because there are some things even fresh bread and homemade cakes cannot fix.

I'm devastated when I learn of the secrets he's been keeping for two decades from a source other than him. I don't know how I'll ever trust him again. But I'm keeping a secret of my own. One he deserves to know.

I thought the final score ended in a tie where we both lost, but maybe there's hope to put a little more time on the clock.

Our secret relationship is revealed when a devious colleague who wants my job decides to print the undercover photos that he took of us. But he doesn't just call us out for getting together on the sly. Instead, he insinuates that Lincoln is a cheater while damaging my own reputation, too. My job is on the line, my family won't talk to me, and it feels like my life is falling apart. I hold onto Lincoln as the chaos swirls around us with the inevitable end always in sight.

Jade Moore is not my type. She's a good girl and has her entire life mapped out. I've never met anyone like her. The girl is disciplined and determined. I'm not. She follows the rules. I don't. She's sunshine and girl next door. I'm sex and booze. We don't mix. But from the minute I lay my eyes on her, I'm done for. She's everything I never knew I wanted.

You’ve heard of these groups–the secretive ones that only the crème de la crème are invited into, the ones outsiders speculate about for centuries–I’m the second in my family invited to attend, but to them, I’m fresh meat. New blood. New money, too. They think they’ll elbow past me, that I’m here for their amusement, for them to walk all over, they’ll find out soon enough that I’m not. I may look like one of them, with my designer bags and clothes straight from the Parisian runways, but I’m not.

As a member of the Pittsburgh Titans, I’m afforded a certain level of leniency in my behavior. The perks of being a celebrity, I suppose. But a run-in with my “one-night stand turned borderline stalker” has me crossing all sorts of lines with a beautiful but unsuspecting grocery store employee. When I surprise the complete stranger with a giant kiss and quiet plea to help a guy out, she not only plays along but gets my blood racing like I’ve never experienced before. Score one for Rafferty Abrams.