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I've been through a lot with the five men who were never supposed to be mine. Now we've uncovered a conspiracy in the witching community even more horrifying than I could have imagined. I might have sworn an oath to keep my silence, but I'll find a way around it or my name's not Rose Hallowell. Too many witches have been hurt for us to just stand by. It's time to fight fire with fire. But when I start to draw on the darkness within, it might not be just our enemies who get burned....

Sami Ford has it all: looks, money, happiness. Her life is perfect. But only if one doesn't look too closely. Matt Brimley is a sports god. Hockey fans adore him. Girls everywhere want to worship at his skates. He's living the dream. If the dream involved everyone expecting you to be nothing but a jock. These two rich kids could be the perfect couple. If he didn't think she was a spoiled princess, and she didn't think he was a dumb puck, they might be. But hating someone doesn't mean you can't want them.

After getting dumped on an alien planet and left for dead by Earth’s leaders, I’m learning to adapt and rebuild my life. It’s what I’m good at. Keeping my head down. Surviving. But it turns out it’s kind of hard to keep your head down when the brooding, scarred alien warlord of the new tribe follows you with his glinting golden eyes wherever you go. It gets even harder when you find out you’re supposed to be his mate.

My name is Rose and I've got the thorns to back up my sassy mouth. You know, being almost dead is a weird thing, but not as bad as you might expect. You see, almost dead has put me in contact with six of the most amazing men I have ever met. Kind, strong...werewolves, vampires, and warlocks, but who cares? They're a mouth-watering smorgasbord of rock-hard abs, smirks, and smoldering gazes. Sure, they're all the way dead. I'm not worried though.

In the last few months, I've faced more danger with the five men I'm not supposed to love than most people encounter in a lifetime. And it's not over yet. Our enemies have unleashed a threat greater than anyone in witching society could have believed possible. How do I fight back when we're up against forces that could destroy our entire world? I wasn't prepared for this. But the monsters we're taking on are about to find out that Rose Hallowell doesn't give up. Even if it means asking more of my consorts than I hoped I'd ever need to.

When Hayley makes a resolution to take back control over her life and declare her and Daniel's relationship RIP, it's all good in theory. That is, until Daniel decides to prove her wrong and get her back. Faced with more obstacles than she could have ever bargained for when it comes to Daniel, and struggling to keep her own identity while sharing a life with her man, buds of doubt start rooting in Hayley's confidence, making her rethink her decision.

I've spent most of my time on this alien planet alone in the wrecked human ship. Now that I'm living with the other girls and the barbarian warriors at the Cliffs of Uruzai, I'm finding it hard to adjust. These Sea Sand guys are just so... alien. They're nothing compared to the beast that comes stalking out of the shadows of the cliffs one night. He has a snout, claws, and a massive spiked tail. He's more monster than a man, and even worse than that, he claims he has a human mate. When his dark eyes settle on me, I know with a sinking feeling exactly who it is he's been looking for.

She's the granddaughter of a rival club's President. She's barely legal and way too innocent for me. I'm too old. Too hardened by life, but one taste of her and it's too late. I've claimed her as my own. And I'll die before I let anyone take her away from me. Unfortunately, it might just come to that. Bree says we're soul mates. Fated for each other. When I'm staring down the barrel of a gun about to lose everything. It seems like fate might have given me the shaft.

When I ripped out my enemy's soul and banished him to the Shadowrealm, I knew I'd condemned myself to the same fate, cursing my soul to eternal imprisonment while my body rotted away on earth. No one ever said anything about my body coming along for the ride. Physical manifestation? It's supposed to be impossible in the Shadowrealm. So is escaping. But I've never been one to comply with the natural order, and I'm not about to start now.

I've overcome the odds to claim my magic and the five men I'm not supposed to love. Then, just when I think we've finally found peace, our lives are turned upside down by a life-shattering threat. If our enemies succeed, we'll be dead by tomorrow. But they've never fought Rose Hallowell before. Even I haven't discovered the limits of my powers yet. I just wish I could be sure my magic will be enough. I can't summon it alone, and the more energy my consorts offer me, the more pain I could cause them.

I can't believe so many of my human friends have fallen in love with aliens. Sure, the Sea Sand warlords are strong and tall, and some might even say good-looking. I still think it's absolutely nuts to jump into a relationship with one of them. I will be avoiding all of that, thank you very much. That's what I keep trying to tell Galok, the arrogant, grinning warrior who refuses to leave me alone. I can't figure out what his deal is. There are far more willing humans than me in our camp, and we aren't even supposed to be mates in the first place.

Marshal Howard is a death wish wrapped in mystery. Cold, rude, insanely overprotective single dad. Everyone in our little town warned me to stay far, far away. I didn't listen. I answered the castoff's nanny ad because no one else would. I got too close. I saw through his vicious reputation. He's a man who's turning my heart inside out, making me a fool. If it was just the bad blood with him and my family, maybe we'd work through this. Maybe we'd find paradise. Just me, him, and that adorable little girl. But surprises come in threes. Like the lines on the pregnancy test.

Braden has never been the type to dream about settling down. Just the smell of commitment is enough to chill him to the bone. And after finally being free of a toxic, long-term relationship, Sierra plans on staying single for as long as she can. With her sights set on climbing the corporate ladder at her dream job, it seemed like a straightforward plan. But after one spontaneous night spent tangled up in Braden's sheets, will it be as easy as both of them expected to continue on with their normal lives? It is just sex, after all.

I've seen the way women in line behind the velvet rope look at William Fox, like he's an Armani-clad St. Peter at the pearly gates. Except, Panic isn't heaven, and this bouncer is no saint. He's been tempting me to sin ever since I started working here, but Fox's slick smile and bad-boy swagger tell me everything I need to know about him. Still, a girl has needs. And Fox looks ready to fulfill every last one - at least for a night....

When Hayley makes a resolution to put an end to her loose lifestyle, it's all good in theory - that is, until she meets Daniel Stark, a well-respected businessman in his mid-thirties who is known for his short temper, lack of steady relationships, and strict preserve of his private life. Opinionated, sharp-tongued Hayley accidentally steps into his office, leaving Daniel resolved to put Hayley in her place and have her in his bed. Neither Hayley nor Daniel can ignore the immediate attraction between them.

Some small towns grow really good-looking men! This is the case with the four Chase brothers. The homegrown hotties are on the wish list of every single woman in town and Maggie Wright is no exception. Maggie has finally had it with the men she's been dating but a spilled plate of chili cheese fries drops Shane Chase right into her lap. The sheriff is hot stuff but was burned by a former fiancée and is quite happy to play the field. After Shane's skittishness sends him out the door, Maggie realizes that Kyle Chase has had his eye on her from the start.

Still reeling from the death of her father, Alexandria hopes to find both independence and reprieve from her grief by heading off to college. However, life throws her a serious curveball when she discovers that her roommate isn't quite the person she had imagined. Smoking, tattoos, and street racing for fast cash are Elijah's only interests. A harsh life has made him apathetic and indifferent, until Alexandria enters his life. When their paths cross, turmoil abounds.

Tate Murphy is a girl from the wrong side of the tracks. She grew up a million miles away from the easy life Matt Chase has had. She's spent her life pulling herself and her siblings up and out of that trailer by the railroad tracks and she hasn't looked back. Matt Chase is a dream of a guy and she's certainly not going to turn down a short fling with one of the most handsome men she's ever seen! Matt Chase has watched each one of his brothers find love and he knows he's ready for that too.

One by one, I've seen my friends fall in love with the alien warriors on this planet. More than any other single girl on this planet, I want what they have—a mate. After a childhood in foster care and an adulthood littered with crappy boyfriends, I just want to find my place, my home, love. I want it more than anything, and I'm ready for it. What I'm not ready for? An enemy Gahn from beyond the mountains attacking our settlement in the dead of night. And even more than that? This bleeding Gahn with piercing silver eyes and brutal blades claims that I'm his mate.

As the younger sister of a famous author, Dominque is used to staying out of the limelight. She doesn't like to be the center of attention, and living a quiet life suits her just fine. That is until she starts dreaming about men who make her want to peel off her clothes and throw herself at them...at ALL of them. This quiet girl is suddenly ravenous to feel their hands on her bare skin, and their mouths as they kiss their way along her spine. But these warlocks made for battle, trained and hardened against the flames of conflict are not real-they are just figments of her imagination.