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Skelm Island, Maine, has always been known for two things: lobsters and its broken lighthouse. But when corpses start showing up in the water, the isolated town becomes the face of a cryptic investigation. At the heart of which stands Lincoln Porter, a grumpy ex-SEAL whose lobstering business seems to attract more dead bodies than fish. When homicide expert Detective Sloane is called in to assist with the case, she begins digging up skeletons; ones that Lincoln would rather stay buried.

Our worlds shouldn't cross. I'm a performer in the spotlight, and he's the monster people in the underworld fear most. He's someone who doesn't feel, let alone touch another person. The thought revolts him, so much so that he always wears gloves. So why can't I seem to stay away from him? And why is he able to touch only me?

Mia: It was so close, I'd tasted it - the freedom. But the only thing I could taste now was the end. Over the last two years, I’d let all outside forces dictate my life, my feelings, my head. I’d allowed everyone to control what my punishment should be for all my wrong-doings. I’d been tested and learned my lesson. I’d paid my dues and suffered long enough. Because in the end, even the once-upon-a-damned deserved to be happy too.

I made a mistake. Hearts are the most fragile part of the body, and I trusted mine with Jude Carlisle. My villain. My weakness. My stepbrother. Fairytales have a way of turning the most innocent things wicked. Jude lied through his teeth, and I fell for every word. Then he burned both our families to the ground in a sick game of revenge and never looked back.

The darkness is coming for Annwyn. Veyka Pendragon must stand with her friends spread across the realms, her mate lost to her, her heart in shreds.

I have one simple rule: Don’t date professional baseball players. There are no exceptions, no workarounds. With a brother in the league, I’ve seen the good, the bad, and the downright horrifying. Those guys might seem tantalizing when they’re in uniform down on the field, hitting grand slams in front of a crowd of adoring fans, but I know better. The huge egos? The insane travel schedules? The veritable buffet of female companions? No ma’am. Professional athletes are best handled at a distance, preferably far enough away that their chiseled jawlines blur into oblivion. Enter Grant Navarro.

As the daughter of a biker, I've been toe-to-toe with brutal men. I grew up surrounded by violence, so I thought I could survive anything. Until I learned what it really means to be at the mercy of a monster. One I loved. One I trusted. Now that I've escaped, I refuse to go back. But when I show up on my brother's doorstep looking for help, I find myself face-to-face with Mason Zane.

Trapped in her brother's prison, Zora Vyner faces a challenge greater than the ruthless tournament she survived: heartbreak. Betrayed by Cristen and grieving the loss of her closest friend, she wonders if the price she paid for the truth was worth it. At least she got a crown from it. The truth is finally revealed by her brother. The Vyners were once a rival to Estal Kingdom, ruling the Underground with an iron fist. But once Cristen's late father, the king, got wind of their growing strength, he had Zora's family hunted.

Kyra’s seen and survived the worst things imaginable, all because of the magic she was born with. Trapped by her secret, she has no choice but to serve Councilman Gallagher or risk everything she has tried so hard to build. Because despite black magic being banned, her very survival depends on it. Xander’s hate for black witches was notorious, but nothing frustrated him more than the one witch who brings trouble with a capital T. With dark amber eyes, and a controlled strength that fascinated his beast—the monster he’s cursed to share a soul with—Xander will do anything to push her away.

She was never meant to be Queen, but Veyka Pendragon sits on the throne nonetheless, High Queen of Annwyn, Protector of the faerie realm. And at her side? The male who was once her enemy, then her ally, and now, something else entirely. The secret she tried so hard to protect was a lie. So was the brother she loved so dearly. She can hardly trust the reality she sees with her own two eyes, let alone the feelings burning in her chest—feelings that she swore she'd never feel again.

Years on the run taught me fate always catches up. And that's what happened when Sage Jackson found me. My destiny. My keeper. My father's enforcer. Sage owes the club a favor, and now that I'm back, it's his time to pay up. My freedom for his. A task he's happy to accept when I'm the reason his father is dead.

Imogen Hardy hit the dirt hard and often when in the presence of Kane Jessop, not because she was so besotted with him and clumsy that she fell at his feet, but because he put her there. Usually with a hard shove or a swift swipe of her ankles. He was a vicious and unruly child; then a boy, now a man. He is in every bad memory Immy has ever had. He consumes her thoughts, her nightmares, and reluctantly, her dreams; even now, years after she fled.

While my future is promised to one man, my heart wants Crew Kingsley. My enemy. My addiction. My boyfriend's brother. Crew isn't the prince in any girl's story. He doesn't want to win my love; he wants to steal it—simply so he can make me regret ever letting him. If only I wasn't addicted to his pain.

Rich girl, poor boy. It was the oldest story. Yet it was ours. I knew Penelope was different the moment I laid eyes on her. But all she wanted was to be friends-with-benefits. My best friend told me not to mess around with the new girl. He didn’t say anything about marrying her. Or what might happen if we broke our vows.

I don’t know how it happened. One moment I was standing outside the diner fumbling with my car keys, and the next a bag was placed over my head and I was put in the back of a car. Who would want to kidnap me? I’m a nobody, a good girl, just doing my best to make ends meet. Afraid for my life, I beg and plead until I come face-to-face with my captor. Ace is a brute of a man with strong hands, green eyes, and a dark smile that makes me weak in the knees. Everything about him screams DANGER. It’s all kinds of wrong to look at him and get swoony, but I can’t help it.

How can I resist the two men who want me? The simple answer is, I can't. When Stone and Gibson keep popping up in my life, I take it as a sign that maybe I can have it all. Stone's all in. Gibson? He's going to take some convincing. Our love story may be unconventional, but with a connection we have, anything's possible.

A single bad decision trapped me behind guarded gates until one day the FBI raids the cult's compound setting me free. I thought the worst was over, but little did I know the men who kidnapped me won't stop until I'm dragged back into their cruel world.

Aria’s dream was to be a professional gymnast, and if it hadn’t been for a freak accident a couple years ago she would’ve been. Now she teaches little girls at the local dance studio, working two jobs to help her parents pay the medical debt from her accident. Life at home is horrible, and her step-father does everything he can to remind her of the mistake she is. She wonders if she’ll ever escape this life. Then she meets him.

Vellene Winloc fears the tyrannical blood in her veins. But her first kill has stripped her of innocence, and the more she wields her power, the less she resists its hunger. Every Winloc is destined to destroy, and she is no exception. Mogaell Winloc was never given a choice. The power of Death was forced upon her as a child, twisting her soul into something unrecognizable. Now, she fights not for conquest or revenge—but for the one thing she has never known: freedom.

Ballet is the only thing I’ve ever had, my only reprieve from my sad life after my father died and my mom turned to the streets. That’s until the night I’m attacked. I tell myself it won’t happen again, but then it does, and this time I make the ultimate mistake. I fight back. My only option is to call them: Kane and Cash Hale. From the moment I met the two terrifying, yet gorgeous, men I knew to cross their paths would mean trouble. I can’t trust the cops and I’m afraid I’ll end up in jail without their help.