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City girl in Montana looking for her Romeo. Sounds like the start to a Hallmark movie right? Well, it would, if they had movies about idiot women flying across the country to marry a man they’d never met. That’s what I did. I responded to an ad in a newspaper that I found on the train. And now I’m trying to find Horseshoe Ranch so that I can marry some cowboy I’ve never even seen. And no, this isn’t the 1800s. I’m just desperate. To make matters worse, the cowboy doesn’t even know I’m coming. I figured life couldn’t get any worse in Montana. I was wrong.

Ember is a succubus, consuming in every sense. My theory is proven when I specifically ignore Ember for an entire month, yet her scent remains in my nostrils, the vision of her in my mind’s eye. Her peppery musk dances along the back of my tongue, ruining my taste for anyone else. Savannah Merricourt is labeled as my intended, and I should accept it, as I do everything, because my father’s too powerful and I’ve been locked in the basement too many times.

I was never supposed to fall in love with an older man, let alone a man who is practically family. We were too much, too soon. Our families were caught in the crossfire of our forbidden affair. So, we said our goodbyes. Four years have passed, and my ex is back from London. He's just as devastatingly handsome as I remember. He's a billionaire now, courtesy of the contract he signed that forced him to leave me behind. But now—I'm engaged. A complicated love triangle was never something I envisioned when Austin proposed to me. Then again, neither was Will Romano's return.

My brother's best friend will do anything to win. Even if it means pretending to date me–his sworn enemy. But claiming my V-card wasn't part of the plan. He's Goalie-zilla of the Houston Heatwave and the man I can't stand. Number 33. Ryker-freakin-Balinger. The only things we have in common are the temporary roof we share and the arena where we both work. Dealing with this muscular, tatted-up grump is the last thing I need. But he needs good press. And I want revenge on the team's newest arrival. So this relationship is all for show.

My angel mom gave me the best family. An entire club actually. Best of all were my grandparents. They even moved to a nearby farm to be closer to me. They didn't get to watch her grow up, so they weren't about to miss anything with me. But my grandfather passed a few months ago and now I think my grandmother might be losing her mind. She thinks she has woodland fairies. So when she decides to move to town, I breathe a sigh of relief. I thought it was a great idea, until she tells me that I've just inherited the farm. This isn't going to work. I'm not known for staying in one place.

Forced to participate in seven tasks, each designated by one of the seven kings, my life has just become exponentially more complicated. First task? Travel to the Mermaid King with my mate and his sadistic brothers and kill a nameless, faceless, non-existent man. Easy.

It was for a time. I was the Rebel Skull’s cherished and protected little MC princess. My childhood was storybook perfect. In my world, nothing bad existed. My days were spent on the back of my dad’s bike or playing in the woods with my grandfather. Together we battled bad guys and slayed dragons. And then tragedy struck. I didn’t know that there were bad guys in real life. Dangerous ones with no moral compass.

A new dating app claims to have found my perfect weekend hookup. We can't send pictures of our faces; anything else is open game. So when I finally meet the dirty-talking stranger of my dreams… I nearly faint when I see it's my brother's supposed saint of a teammate. Michael Ferguson—the son of Houston's most renowned pastor. His family represents everything good, innocent, and wholesome. With the exception of his brother, who I used to date. On paper, we couldn't be more different. But with the mouth on this man and the way his muscles harden at my touch… Nothing stays off-limits.

Thorne declared war on me tonight when he took away the one thing I had left. But here’s where he got it wrong: I’m not about to crouch in the shadows ensuring he never sees me. If I do, it would only be so he doesn’t see me coming. The boy who made my emotions spike and swirl, crushed them in his hands. He thinks he’s weakened me with heartbreak. Arrogance will be his downfall. It only puts me in the perfect position to take away something that matters to him, too.

At 26 years old I never dreamed I’d walk in on my husband in bed with my best friend. At 27 years old I found myself divorced and the mother of a one-year-old son. Never mind I was learning to take the reins of my family’s apple orchard business. There was no way my life could be any more complicated...or so I thought. Can a woman who’s lost all trust in men help a man who can’t even trust himself?

Sacrifice is just another part of life I've come to terms with. I thought I'd given up everything. My soul. My sanity. My heart. But Ivy Palmer was my greatest sacrifice of all.

Last Chance World is a full-length dark reverse-harem paranormal romance. This is the fourth of four books in Immortals of Talonswood, a new series from Amazon’s top-100 author Alex Lidell. With hot shifter-fae, delicious vampires, and one lone witch, Talonswood isn’t your normal reform school.

Queen. Savior. Sacrifice. The realms are fracturing—and Vale Tenebris stands at the center of the storm. With chaos spreading across the continent, Vale must harness the magic she barely understands to protect her kingdom and the ones she loves. The bonds with her mates have been tested, and the forces threatening to tear their world apart grow stronger by the day. As ancient powers stir and secrets come to light, Vale is thrust into a race against time to stop a war that could consume the realms.

As co-leader of the Vanguard, Chaos has devoted his life to defending the galaxy, convinced there is nothing else for him but war. Yet, the day he meets Sabra, he immediately recognizes his soulmate. Duty demands he bring the stunning and dauntless Empath on a perilous mission, but his hearts command he keep her safe. The last thing Chaos needs is to relive a nightmare from his past when his Kryptid archnemesis endeavors to destroy everything he holds dearest. Will Chaos lose his soulmate before their future has even begun?

Hudson Higgins had fond memories of Boggy Creek from his childhood. So what better place to escape New York City for a few weeks to finish up a book that was nearing deadline than the small town in New Hampshire his parents visited nearly every summer. What he couldn’t have known was how his life would be turned upside down when he walked into Greer Larson’s bookstore his first day in town.

I thought I had survived the kings’ games. I thought I had finally emerged victorious. I was wrong. Reeling from the disappearance of one of my mates, I must fight harder and smarter than ever before.

Tyler Redwood, you might be my brother’s best friend, but I find you to be insufferable, cocky, arrogant, immature, and totally annoying. You are not God’s gift to women and certainly not a gift to me. No, I don’t need you to wrap yourself in a bow. And even if you did, I would not be unwrapping it.

I'm excited when I'm given a promotion to tour manager at Club Red—until I find out I'll be crowded into a van with four alpha-hole revue dancers, trying to keep them in line while they travel to other venues. Their bodies may be physical perfection, but the men are infuriating and frustrating, and they seem intent on pushing every one of my buttons.

Colton Lyon the tough talking pierced, tattooed biker has fallen for the young Kat Sloan as soon as she moves to town and starts working for him. When he finds out about an attack in her past Colt does the only thing a man in his position can do; he handles it. Now all he wants to do is be with his woman, his crew and his bike; but will an old enemy stand in the way of his happiness?

This was supposed to be an easy job. One where I took out a magic-crazed witch, got my reward, then went about my business. Except when I find my target, things get complicated quickly. Kinsley isn’t just any mark. She’s my mate. One I don’t want. Only the longer I’m with her, the more I realize that Kinsley might be telling the truth. That maybe I was lied to when I took this job because one thing I know for sure…my mate isn’t a witch. She’s the shifter heir to a house that will sooner take her life than welcome her in.