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Chaos erupts across London, and my faith in the High Council is ruptured. Wouldn’t you know the entire paranormal community seems hell-bent on blaming it on my boyfriend.

JJ Whitehurst has made billions for his clients—and millions for himself—over the years. An unapologetic workaholic, he finds solace in his career. It’s easier to evade personal entanglements when he’s always working. Then along comes a forced vacation and the keys to his father’s Santa Monica beach house, neither of which he wants, and the terrifying thought of that much free time, alone causes him to reach out for company.

Nothing felt worse than getting betrayed by the person you trusted the most. Finding out I'd been around my mate for decades without recognizing him hurt. But with an evil queen intent on usurping the throne of Otherworld, and all of the demon realm under threat, we hardly had time for romance. Not that I'd let that stop me, no matter how reluctant Lionel was to accept me as his mate. Could I balance love and war, and win them both?

The first time I went looking for Kym, it was because he was a relative of a murder victim I was investigating. Every time after that? It was because I realized he was my mate. For the first time in my long existence, I'd found something more important than my work. But with children getting kidnapped and an evil unlike I'd ever seen growing stronger, my realm and my king needed me more than ever. Could I really make a choice between my family and my mate?

Sin's life was totally turned upside down when he learned about the existence of shifters and Fated Mates just six months before. That was when he met and fell head over heels in lust, and then love, with a young wolf shifter named Ben. In the six months that followed he moved house, and now shares his life with the small Stockton pack and his bed with Ben. He thinks things are going well. That is until his Alpha tells him that Ben is having problems and apparently Sin is to blame.

When I launched the knife to stop the warlock aiding the enemy's escape, it took me a moment too long to realize the man I'd killed was my mate. When I met Wren again in Otherworld and he thanked me for killing him, I realized my hasty action had turned out to be his salvation. I'd never been the kind of person someone went to for comfort, but could I be that for my mate while also protecting him from the evil we're working to defeat?

When my idea of sneaking into the Burning Chasm for a recon mission was shot down by everyone, including the King of Otherworld, I probably should've listened. Now I was stuck inside a chasm full of the blackest souls of the world, and I could get caught any moment by the very evil we were trying to fight. Would I be able to get out in time, or was this the end for me?

I didn't know he has been watching me all this time. I had a plan to escape. Everything is going perfectly at my wedding rehearsal dinner until he turns up. The Kingpin. Twenty years older. Dark, dangerous, gorgeous. I was going to get out of this arranged marriage, but he steals me away. I want freedom. He wants me. We make a deal. If I can escape, he'll let me go. If I can't, I'll be his to do with as he likes for twenty-four hours. A thirty second head start and a key.

I'm dying, and the only one who can save me is him. Hades, king of the Underworld, god of the dead, ruler of... Honestly? He's got too many names to list. You know the guy. Apparently, I need him to survive this disease that's been a death sentence since I was born. Apparently, I'm also the reincarnation of his queen, Persephone. How's that for a kicker?

Evan Parker, half wolf shifter, half magic user, hasn’t come into his powers yet, although his aunt who he lives with assures him it’s only a matter of time. Evan hasn’t got a clue what difference having powers will make. He can barely talk, he has Post-it notes and lists around his apartment to help him function, and his wolf form is as mute as he is. Combine that with the necklace of scars that cover his neck, and Evan knows he has nothing to offer any guy, let alone a mate...or does he?

Raised by bear shifters, Paul has always felt out of place. As a human, he’s not allowed to play a role in the shifter community he’s been surrounded by his entire life. When his job at Bear Mountain is jeopardized, he considers leaving the only home he’s ever known to seek out the thing that’s always felt missing in his life.

I have an excruciating crush on this man who comes into the coffee shop. Every day. He's older, gorgeous, perfectly dressed. He has a Russian accent and silver eyes. On my last shift, I stop him as he's walking out. Just to say I don't know. I love you, marry me, and let me have your babies? Thanks for the generous tips, have a nice life?

I thought my mafia connections were in the past, and I was alone. But powerful mafia boss Sebastian Laurent hasn't forgotten me. On the night I turn twenty-one, our paths collide. He can't drag his eyes from mine. But even when he says I'm in danger, I know being with him is the greatest risk. He wont give up. Kidnapped, I'm held captive in his luxurious home with him for twenty-four hours and he agrees to teach me anything I want.

Newly dumped Carson Davies decides the vacation he’d planned to take his girlfriend on—in hopes of fixing their troubled relationship—is the perfect getaway he needs to clear his head. A few days of solitude, hiking along picturesque Bear Mountain is just what he thinks he needs to move on. But as soon as he arrives, he’s shocked by the sensual reaction he has to the two owners. The two male owners. Carson has never been attracted to a man, and he fights the sensation tooth and nail.

I watched her. I was patient. Now she's mine to claim. Helping the most dangerous mafia boss in London was a risk, but I didn't expect to see his handsome face everywhere afterwards. I fall asleep to dreams of my escape tomorrow, cupcakes, and the ice blue eyes of my stalker who leaves me presents. I awake to gunshots. A hand over my mouth. In a blur of noise and smoke, he steals me away. The kingpin treats me like a captive princess and I'm conflicted. He's older than me, experienced. It's wrong to desire him and not the freedom I've been planning. So I creep out of the luxurious bedroom.

For six months we repeated this pattern, the attraction shimmering between us, hot and wrong. He kidnapped me. On a lonely night back at home, I wake to the stab of a needle. The last thing I remember is Mr Crosse shooting my attacker and scooping me up. When I come to, I'm trapped with him in his bedroom, and... Oh, ground swallow me I think I confessed my love while out-of-it. Now my ex's dad wont let me leave.

I locked myself in the bathroom when my date pulled out a knife. Then a tall dark rescuer crashed through the door and kidnapped me. I know it's risky, posting my darkest fantasies anonymously online. Especially when they start going viral. But how was I to know the first guy I've ever dated would turn out to be an obsessed stalker-fan? Although I write about wanting a man to force himself upon me, this reality isn't nearly as appealing. It's locked bathroom, panic texting, terrified-for-my-life.

The trickster god is free, and he's under my command. When I asked the old witch under Camden Lock for help with avenging my family's murder, I didn't expect her solution would be to invoke a powerful god.

Walden is a work by noted transcendentalist Henry David Thoreau. The text is a reflection upon simple living in natural surroundings. The work is part personal declaration of independence, social experiment, voyage of spiritual discovery, satire, and to some degree a manual for self-reliance. First published in 1854, Walden details Thoreau's experiences over the course of two years, two months, and two days in a cabin he built near Walden Pond amid woodland owned by his friend and mentor Ralph Waldo Emerson, near Concord, Massachusetts.

Three days ago, I didn’t even know Simon Cambridge existed. If it wasn’t for one drunken night out with my friends, I would never have met Mr. Cocky Pants. I certainly never would have entered into a bet with him if I’d known then what I know now. And if I hadn’t lost the bet I wouldn’t have to work for him for the next month. Today is only day one and he’s already driving me crazy.