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Our family is broken. Our hearts are shattered. Everything we’ve been fighting for is slipping through our hands like mist. Darkwinter fae murdered one of my mates. Traitors on all fronts threaten to obliterate the last of our hope. And the Dark Goddess won’t stop coming for us until she drains the last of my magick and reclaims Midnight for herself. But as much as I’d love to curl up under a blanket and wait for death, I can’t give up now. Not on our home. Not on my monsters.

I realized I became this male for a reason. To take down the organization that stole and enslaved what was mine by right and fate. And I knew that because I found her, I found them. They thought they could take her, keep my mate from me. They didn’t know I’d destroy them because of it.

Lily knows exactly what she wants in life. To graduate, land a high-paying job, and forge her own way. Nothing will distract her. Until the ultimate playboy, billionaire Sebastian Dubree, barges in. Not to be overlooked, Lily’s longtime crush, Jackson, decides she’s worth the fight. Reluctant to succumb to either, she quickly becomes a challenge to conquer. Lily must decide between the familiarity of her childhood longing or the newly discovered passion ignited by the dominant CEO. But can she surrender without losing herself in the process, or will someone take matters into his own hands?

After our messy breakup, Hayden Shaw swore he’d never come back to Valentine, Texas. Years later, I’m still trying to forget we ever existed. Damn near impossible when he’s now everywhere. A constant reminder of what could have been. Rumors swirl about his true intentions, but a little gossip has never bothered me. However, if winning over my heart is his end game, he can hang up his spurs because I won’t make the same mistake twice—or will I?

The memory of Josiah DeMille has haunted me for close to a decade. The way he looked. The way he smelled. The way his lips felt pressed against mine, even when they shouldn't have been. The one person I've never been able to get over. The one singular part of my past I've never been able to move on from. In every lyric sung into the microphone, in every chord strummed on the guitar, in the bottom of every single whiskey bottle, he's there. His memory has me in a chokehold. His absence a gaping hole in my chest. I gave up years ago, wondering if I'd ever stop thinking about him.

Dean Meyer has made it clear that we're just friends—best friends. So when we get stranded in an epic snowstorm, sharing one bed in a roadside motel, what could go wrong? Everything. We may have blurred the lines over the past nine years, but we'd never crossed them. Not the way we did that night. He promised nothing would change, that he'd forget every kiss and every touch, every whimper and every moan. He promised we'd walk out the door and go back to the way things were. He promised...but he lied.

My family prepared me to fight. My best friend taught me loyalty. My husband showed me who I am. And now I’m caught between them all. The thing about secrets is that they always come out. The past is never gone. No one expected it to explode. I finally understand why my life led me here. I was the only one who could uncover the truth. And I’m damn sure I’m the only one who can prevent a war. Men have pushed me around my whole life. But I was built for this.... I am Mrs. Armani Bellanti.

Charismatic Memphis Mavericks catcher Atticus is used to being pursued. Then he spots Charlotte across the room. Why isn’t she paying him any attention? As a respected sports agent, Brick keeps focused on his clients. Old wounds have blocked the path to his heart. All that changes when January ignites a flash fire that burns away the scars. Bristol is the only Swift who doesn’t give a damn about baseball or its players. After all, she’s a physician not a groupie. Maybe tall Texan pitcher, Sawyer, can convince her to reconsider.

They call me a playboy. Society’s pretty pet. What they don’t know is I’m so much more. My only directive was to keep her hidden, and safe. After everything she’s been through I’m the last person to offer comfort and care. I have little experience with either. Both of us have been broken by our pasts. But mine is catching up to me, and I would deal with it as I usually do: with total decimation. But that puts her in the crosshairs, and that’s unacceptable.

Emerson LeBlanc doesn’t enter society much. He only ventures out in pursuit of new art for his collection. It starts with a haunting painting. Then he meets the artist. Innocent Daphne Morelli is more exquisite than anything he’s ever seen. He becomes obsessed with her. It doesn’t matter that she’s a living, breathing person with her own hopes and dreams. She’ll be the perfect addition to his collection.

Phoenix Montgomery is my sister's ex-fiancé. Billionaire heir and freshly released from prison. One glance is all it takes to rekindle our old hatred. Now, I'm forced to marry him. To live with him. To pretend I'm in love with him. But he doesn't know our lives are tangled in lies. He doesn't know I have a stalker. And now, he's a target too. My goal is to survive. His is to make my life hell.

I escaped a dark past. Barely dragging myself from the depths of hell. But when addiction sinks its claws into your soul, there are only two options—surrender and let it devour you, or wage the fight of your life. Out of the shadows, I found strength and resilience. What I didn’t expect was to find him.

Val has never considered love real. Not tangible, not attainable, nothing more than fiction. Until he came along. Dominant. Insufferable. Bossy. Pyro didn't plan to fall in love. He didn't have time to until a stubborn cupid shot into his life like an arrow soaring through the sky. Now, he wants to prove to Valentine that love is real and Pyro won't give up on him no matter what.

Cassius. Victor. Torsten. My monster. My strength. My heart. Three cruel, broken kings who kissed me with poison. And woke me from my slumber. I used to think that my future lay beyond ivy-covered walls; College, a career, a white-picket fence… But now I’m bathed in blood and fire.

Enemies lurk in every shadow, and they’ll stop at nothing to claim the one thing they believe stands in their way of world domination: Me. Add to that a series of deadly betrayals, a dangerous magic I can’t control, and a curse dooming the men I love to eternal damnation, and things aren’t looking too hot for the home team. The clock is ticking, but despite the horrific odds, one truth remains unshakeable: My gargoyles and I were meant to find one another.

The catastrophe that killed the Pittsburgh Titans changed my entire world. My teammates were more than my friends—they were my brothers. I mourned their loss with the rest of the nation but then I did as I’ve been taught… I moved on. I focused on returning to the ice with the newly rebuilt team and put the tragedy behind me. Considering the circumstances, I adjusted well. Or so I thought. Now I’m plagued by nightmares of the crash and my play has suffered as a result. Facing the possibility of losing my place on the team, I need to pull myself together and fast.

I never meant to start a war. Then I fell for the boy my mother warned me about. To me, he was Matty. To the world, he was Mateo Cortes, soulless killer for the Carrera Cartel. We were the virgin and the villain. The debutante and the devil. He swore we'd end in ruin. I swore love would conquer all. I was wrong. One costly mistake and I’m given 30 seconds to decide my fate.

Alexander Caldwell needs to settle down. Hence the giant white house he just bought in the suburbs. The one that backs up to the house filled with three single women living in it. They all have their sights set on him...but it’s her he can’t get out of his head. Alexander has absolutely no place getting involved with a teenage girl with the world in her eyes. But he does.

Alisha Knight is a down-to-earth woman who just so happens to have her sights set on the beta of a large werewolf pack. But despite the way her body reacts to his powerful presence, bitter experience has shown her that a wolf pack is no place for a human girl. As his alpha's trusted second-in-command, Phil McKenna takes his responsibilities seriously, even when that means taking disobedient females over his knee for an attitude adjustment.

Bree’s new home is luxurious and private, with a fancy Beverly Hills address. What a shame it’s not hers. Widowed, penniless, living in her car, and out of options, she’s climbed the fence and crashed in the pool house. All she wants is a good night’s sleep. But when Sophie, the absentee owner, finds her, she gets a whole lot more.