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When Ada Calhoun stumbled upon old cassette tapes of interviews her father, celebrated art critic Peter Schjeldahl, had conducted for his never-completed biography of poet Frank O’Hara, she set out to finish the book her father had started 40 years earlier. As a lifelong O’Hara fan who grew up amid his bohemian cohort in the East Village, Calhoun thought the project would be easy, even fun, but the deeper she dove, the more she had to face not just O’Hara’s past, but also her father’s and her own.

I probably shouldn’t have followed the strange Fae man through the mysterious portal. Scratch that. I definitely shouldn't have, but when the choice was to either get my friends killed or jump . . . I jumped. Now I'm stuck in the faerie lands, where enemies lurk around every corner, waiting to strike. The Fae Queen will rest at nothing until she gets her hands on me. I have something she wants, something she needs. Something I stole from her. The catch? I can't remember where I put it.

Medusa rules her media empire from behind the safety of a thousand screens, and she has her own private sculpture garden of dumb ass humans that have tried to cross her. Perseus's lousy day has gone from bad to worse. Trying to go legit after a career of thieving is hard in a city like Styx, but when his baby sister Dany is kidnapped by a gang demanding he does one last job for them, he's got no choice but to get back in the game.

I might live in a mansion in South Florida, but my daddy was a biker, and I was definitely daddy's girl. When I found out my mom and stepdad had something horrible planned for me, I ran. Straight to the Dixie Reapers - the only place I'd ever thought of as home - but it wasn't my daddy's arms I ended up in.

I’m not sure what I was thinking that day. It was a normal Thursday, nothing new or exciting had occurred in the morning. I’d risen from bed, taken a shower and brushed my teeth. I’d then jumped on the 8:05 bus that ran a short distance between my house and the county library where I worked. The ride took its usual 15 minutes before it left me standing fresh-faced in front of a building of gothic construction that was my favorite place in the world. After straightening my knee-length skirt, I pushed open the door that led into the interior of the library.

Nico, Rush, and Beck are the three leaders of The Gentlemen Mafia. For my entire life, my family has been at war with their gang, splitting our city down the middle. They're Violent, Possessive, and Psychotic. When my sister is kidnapped, I have no choice but to turn to them. But to trust them is to risk it all.

The last thing I thought I'd be doing in Vegas was protecting some wannabe gangster girl. But as a rising star in the Consortium, an elite arms-trading organization, I do what I'm told. That's how I find myself gifted as a bodyguard to Brie "Breezy" Colombo, widow of a powerful Mafia Don, after someone takes a shot at her. Everyone knows she's just a gold-digging trophy wife, her grief as fake as her long blonde hair, her perfect smile, and her… Well, maybe they're real.

After living most of my life on the run, I've finally found a place I belong. A place to call home, with a mate bond I never expected to have. I'd love nothing more than to enjoy it. But Queen Tantaii won't rest until she gets what she wants, the ancient ring that will give her the power to destroy the mortal realm, and everyone in it. And I have it.

The first time I met Micah Delarosa, I ended up in bed with him. It was supposed to be a one-night stand—no names, no strings, no regrets. Just a fleeting escape from my small-town life and my father's crushing debts. Except I didn't just sleep with a stranger. I tangled with the most ruthless Italian mafia boss in the city. And I was sent to steal from him. I broke into his vault, thinking I could get away with it. But when Micah found me, instead of punishment, he made me an offer: one year as his wife and he'll pay my debts and keep me safe from my abusive ex.

Laverna, the goddess of thieves, has always ruled Rome's underground with her army of outcasts. When her people are found dead, killed by a monstrous beast, she turns to the biggest beast she knows for answers—Romulus, the king of Rome himself. Rom has lived his entire life cursed. If being tied to the great city he founded and forced to shift into a wolf every full moon wasn't bad enough, his inner wolf is also obsessed with Laverna—the one woman who will never have him.

A reality television dating show was never part of my post-college plan. Nearly broke, unemployed, recently dumped me let my best friend Haley decide it should be. We all have rough patches, right? When nothing sounds better than snuggling on the couch in your favorite sweats, inhaling chocolate? Well, I've signed up for the glamorous version. Designer dresses. Poolside lounge chair. Open bar. Unfortunately, my free vacation takes a turn from mildly humiliating to full-on mortification when the identity of the man I'm meant to woo is revealed.

My name is Lily. I’m a divorced, middle-aged mom and also…the rightful ruler of the Dark Fae? I know, it sounds crazy. There’s no way I can be the Lost Princess everyone’s been looking for. But try telling that that to Krynn and Sel, the two muscular Fae warriors who are now my protectors. They're determined to keep me safe and satiate my intense new cravings for blood and sex. But will I survive to become...the Queen of Midnight?

Becoming a witch at sixteen started me on my path to greatness. A little hex here. A little spell there. My foes never knew what hit them. That magic became lucrative later on when I started my own business, but surely I am destined to do more than make skincare products for those trying to hold on to their youth. When a gentleman who claims he used to be a god demands my help, I laugh him off. As if I'm going to put myself in harm's way for him. However, when my home is destroyed, I decide to join him on his quest for revenge. After all, it turns out we have a common enemy.

Bellona, the Roman goddess of war, lives in secrecy among mortals, concealing her divine identity while offering her services as a skilled protector and mercenary. It's a dirty job, but someone has to do it, and she was totally fine with it until one day, when a mortal man kissed her, she experienced peace for the first time. And she's been pouting about it ever since.

I've lived most of my life as a recluse because leaving my house means being bombarded with visions of the possible futures that exist with every step I take. If that person crosses the road here, they live, but if they go to the traffic lights at the corner, they'll get hit by someone running the red.

When Thoth finds Kema instead of the dangerous sorcerer he was expecting, he makes her a deal . . . she has to help him capture all the creatures she's set loose in Alexandria. If she refuses, there's a spot in the Duat that Thoth has already picked out for a thief like her. Kema has a way of wriggling under Thoth's defenses and sparks a fire inside of him. She is dangerous, infuriating, utterly irresistible . . . and he can't get enough of her.

After five thousand years living as a jackal, Anubis has managed to get back into his god form. He needs to find the stolen piece of his soul and go back to the Duat where he belongs, but trying to navigate the new world he's woken up in is more complicated than it seems. He's going to need someone who knows how to dig for lost pieces of the past, and his new aunties concoct the perfect cover to help him.

When Thanatos starts having nightmares about Hecate, he knows it's time to find out what fate has befallen his dearest friend and oldest crush. Selene is having the same dreams, and with her magic starting to bloom she's going to need her great-aunt Hecate to teach her how to use it . . . no matter how much it pisses off Hermes.

Thanks to a curse he can't remember getting, Hermes's memories are locked away so tight that even the god of thieves has no way of picking the locks. After twenty years of being held prisoner, he's not even sure he wants them back. Selene has worked off her shitty ex-boyfriend's debt to Hades, but the Lord of Styx can't be denied when he wants something. He needs Hermes back and the information he has on Pithos to take them down forever, and he wants Selene to help him get it.

Jaxon Bortsov is a beautiful devil—cruel and cold, relentless and vicious. Next in line to claim the throne of the Vysotsky Bratva, he commands with an iron fist and a heart of ice. We began with a cursed contract. One my sister was supposed to sign. But when she fell pregnant and ran, I was left to honor the deal in her place. I tried to escape, to sever the bonds of fate, only to be captured by enemies. Jaxon stole me back like a thief in the night, and now he refuses to let me go.