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His name is Jack… but I’m the real Ripper. Jaxon Clémont knows who I am. Why else would a monster leave petals like breadcrumbs? Send love letters straight from Hell? He’s stalking me, taunting me, chasing me into the darkness. He knows where I sleep, eat, and even where I live. He’s a brilliant surgeon and a billionaire, untouchable in every way, with a soul-sucking gaze and a predatory smile. And he knows my deep, dark secret. But I won’t go softly into the night.

The Manor—the heartbeat of hedonism and pleasure, the place where Jesse Ward lost himself for years in women and alcohol, escaping his past—was his life. His everything. Until the day Ava O’Shea walked through the doors and Jesse discovered something else to live for.

Living a life free of demons and finding forgiveness had always seemed unattainable to Jesse Ward. And yet Ava O'Shea offered him a chance of happiness, the possibility of a happy ever after. Their affair has been an intense whirlwind, full of highs and lows, and now Jesses finally on the cusp of realizing what he always thought was impossible. Love. Marriage. Acceptance. Except for one very important thing. The final part of Jesses past that he's kept from the woman of his dreams. Because surely Ava will walk away if she knows about the most damaging skeleton in his endless closet.

All Charley’s nightmares are real. Demons. Dark witches. Her murderous uncle. With her soul bound to an ancient demon lord and her sister taken captive by a monster, hope is in short supply. But Charley will not go down without a fight. Not when it comes to her sister, and not when it comes to the vampire king who’s claimed her heart. Even if it means siding with a brutal enemy from her past. Even if it means making a choice that will alter the course of her life… for eternity.

It starts with revenge. A decade ago, I embraced death–or so they believe. It’s my life’s mission to make the Lords of Darkness pay for their actions. A perfectly-timed opportunity propels me into the heart of the malevolent order that shattered my very existence. From the smoldering ruins of the Lords of Darkness emerges the Princes of Sin: a secret brotherhood with fresh faces and dark desires—myself included. I slither through the shadows–a viper biding its time to strike.

During a month-long house party, both must do the impossible: sinful Lucien must remain celibate and wallflower Chastity must secure a marriage proposal. When every eligible bachelor begins to compete for made-over Chastity, Lucien burns to claim her as his own. As summer storm traps them, no vow of friendship can hold him back from breaking every rule to possess her.

Marriage? "No thank you, sir!" has always been Lady Calliope Seaton's answer. But she needs access to naval documents to rescue her brother Spencer. And she'll do anything to get them—even wed disreputable navy officer Nathaniel Fitzgerald, the Duke of Kelford. Nathaniel has been obsessed with the daring bluestocking since she broke into his office. And to claim his inheritance, he needs a wife and an heir. So he proposes a marriage of convenience. Moving into Nathaniel's decaying Mayfair mansion and taking on his three untutored sisters would challenge even the bravest new bride.

Lord Richard Seaton will do anything to find his missing brother—even confront criminal lord Thorne Blackmore. Thorne's price for information? Something Richard's wounded heart vowed never to pay: marriage. And not to one of the stunning debutantes chasing him but to Thorne's bluestocking sister, Jane. Jane offers to dig up the information Richard needs before the wedding. But they must keep their deal a secret or endanger Richard's family and face Thorne's wrath.

After being left at the altar by her cold and brilliant professor, Church Cason, Charlotte Tenpenny had to leave school to take care of her younger brother. But a fateful night brings Church—and his delicious, drugging kisses—back into Charlotte's life. And it stirs up a reckoning years in the making. . .

I never wanted to fall in love. My sister's disappearance damaged me for such things. I've devoted my life finding her—no matter where that leads me. I could never have imagined it would bring me to him. A human with haunting celadon eyes and a determination that rivals my own. He's strong, brash, and gorgeous. Maybe that's why I was caught off guard when he acknowledged that I was a covert agent. It's a secret few know, and if word gets out, I'm as good as dead.

Once, she was my world. The only one I loved. Then it was all ripped away—including my freedom. Vengeance kept me alive. It paved every step, shaped every plot. Until I finally caught her. I learned that line between love and hate is wafer-thin. Where once my dreams were filled with revenge, now that I have her, all I think about is the intoxicating passion we once shared. But there's no turning back the events her capture has set into motion. It unravels a carefully constructed world, one where enemies surround me. Everyone, that is, except her.

When I accidentally give gorgeous and terrifying kingpin Dexter Streatham my list of baby daddy requirements, I expect to be fired. After all, the list describes him exactly, down to intimate details. Instead, he offers to marry me and get me pregnant. But if he takes my V-card he’s sure to notice I’m hopelessly in love with him, so I refuse. He bets me that he’ll put a baby in my belly within six months, or he’ll find me a new husband himself. I can’t say no. Having my boss’ baby is everything I've ever wanted, even if it might break my heart.

Running a tourist trap for humans in the Bermuda Triangle had sounded like a fine plan - until it wasn’t. With the Sea Hags gunning for our island and ruining our questionably successful business, I did what any desperate Mermaid would do. I called for backup. Of course, getting help from the Otherworld Defense Agency is risky as they don’t usually deal with ocean creatures. Whatever. Desperate times call for crappy measures. Chances are they’ll send freaking Pirates. I hate Pirates.

Luisonn’s citizens are finally united, but they don’t see the monster behind President Hulei’s lies. Firin does. He destroyed her life and turned the only man she’s ever loved against her. Now presumed dead, she resurfaces with a new face and a thirst for vengeance. The president must die. Bregan lost everything to rebellion and betrayal: his family, his theater, and now Firin. When gruesome murders rise in the city’s shadows—with many of the victims children—and clues implicate the president, Bregan starts investigating.

How did I accidentally sleep with someone, right? I know what you’re thinking. Whoops! I slipped and inadvertently inserted Tab A into Slot B. That’s not quite how it went. But my yoga instructor is really, really skilled with Tab A, if you know what I mean. Slot B never had it so good. What am I supposed to do now, as I walk into my yoga class and find the guy I ghosted this morning… there, in front of the class, perfectly aligned and grinning at me like he remembers touching all my chakras. He's perfect. Too perfect. He's so perfect he's ruining my job.

Being labelled a player never stopped me from being successful with women. Until I met Truly Harbury. Truly was the first girl who ever turned me down. And she might just be the first woman with whom I ever fall in love. When an emergency means she needs my help running her family’s charity, I’m happy to introduce her to the glitz and glamour of the London business world - taking her to dinners, coaching her through speeches, zipping up the sexy evening gown I helped her pick out. The more time we spend together, the more I want to convince her I’m not a man to avoid.

Rain's family has summoned her and if she doesn't turn up, they intend to use her little sister in a dangerous ritual. Rain know she can handle the magic. The problem is extracting herself from New Orleans afterwards. Luckily, the alpha female of the Wyvern Pride owes her a favour or 10. When Luke is sent to Nola as one of Rain's bodyguard, his instincts tell him that the witch is far more powerful than she appears to be. One ritual goes wrong, showing him just how right he was.

Everyone on Main Street has been talking about Evan Hunter, the British movie star who’ll be filming on location in our small Pacific Northwest town for a couple of months, and all I have to say about that is: “Who?” When he shows up two weeks early to escape the London paparazzi after breaking up with some starlet, all I want to know is: “So?” When he walks into the gym that I manage for my dad and brothers, to start training for the action scenes in his movie, I’ll admit I do say to myself: “Hmmm...”

Maxence’s brother was trying to kidnap or kill him, and an organized crime thug wanted to cut off Max’s head and feed it to the sharks for entirely different reasons. So when a cute little blonde stood up on a barstool in the middle of the Buddha Bar in Paris and drew the attention of the wrong sort of guys, Maxence swooped in for the rescue. Everything about her appealed to him: her sweetness, her giggliness, and especially the fact that she was in trouble. That last part made her sugar and catnip to Max.

I spent my life in service to my king, loyal to my queen, and loved by them both. Until she ruined me. Guinevere made her choice, and it wasn’t me. So, I sought out a way to fight the pain of losing her...of losing them both. Eternally languishing in purgatory was not what I had in mind. But now, hundreds of years later, I’ve been returned to life for a reason. The end times are here, and I’m the one chosen to help stop the apocalypse. I only wish the woman I’m bound to wasn’t the very one I’d tried to forget.