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Roaring back from a life-threatening injury, Theo has the world at his skates as defenseman for his new team, the Chicago Rebels. Everyone adores his big personality, his on-ice talent, and his killer smile. Everyone but his prickly neighbor - or so he thinks. One chilly Christmas Eve, Theo will learn that maybe the girl next door isn’t such a hater after all....

He’s one of my father’s guards at the castle. Goes by the name Mastodon. There’s something about him I don’t like. He takes me into a cavern, and we descend deep underground - to the Bottom of the Cliffs. When I leave for the Capital, Mastodon escorts me. And just as I feared, he kills my guards and captures me. Then he tells me why he’s doing this. Because my family took everything from him - and now he’s about to do the same.

The thrilling final installment in The Sainthood series by USA Today best-selling author Siobhan Davis™. Everything changed after the attempt on my life, and now, I’m more determined than ever to crush my enemies until they lie in pieces at my feet. Sinner believes he has pushed me into a corner, but he underestimates my thirst for revenge. Nothing will stand in my way. And I’m no longer in this alone. Saint, Galen, Caz, and Theo have won my trust and my heart. Together, we are an unbreakable team and an unstoppable force.

Omegas are supposed to be cherished. Protected. Loved. I thought I was—until my pack found their true scent match and threw me away like I meant nothing. They sent me to the Reassignment Center, where rejected omegas are supposed to find new packs. But omegas like me don't get fairy-tale endings. We get two choices: a low-class pack that no one else wants or the heat dens—where omegas are used until there's nothing left of them. After nine months in hell, I'll take any pack that will have me. Even if they're dangerous. Even if they live outside the law.

I’ve been engaged to the same annoying guy for four long years, and still, no wedding date in sight. Grr. I’m completely fed up with this sham, so I tell my “fiancé” I’m taking a job off planet, hoping this outrageous behavior will allow him to finally break off our ridiculous engagement. It doesn’t. So, I leave and become an organizing consultant to some scary alien.

Everything changed the night my dad died. The night I met Saint, Galen, Caz, and Theo. Those manipulative a-holes set out to ruin me after our hot night together, but they didn’t realize you can’t destroy something that’s already broken. And it only works if the victim cares. Which I don’t. Because I’ve been in hell for years, and nothing penetrates the steel walls I’ve erected. Until The Sainthood decides I belong to them and cracks appear in my veneer. Their cruel games, harsh words, and rough touch awakens something inside me, and now, I’m in trouble.

Queen Rolfe betrayed me. My own mother. The Teeth have my wife, and I can't allow myself to think about what they're doing to her. I need to raise an army to get her back, and if I can't, I'll march in there and do it myself.

Before the foundation of the Fifth Republic, my father crossed his business partner, and the consequences of that were dire. The execution of my entire family. . .except me. I've been on the run from The Oath, assassins that vow to finish every contract they receive. Every few years they find me again, and then I'm on the run once more. I'm working as a sommelier at Septime in Paris when they find me again, and they try to ambush me after work late one night.

Sleeping with my boyfriend’s best friend, behind his girlfriend’s back, probably wasn’t my smartest idea. But Jase is mine, and it’s about time Julia knew it. Attending Lowell University was supposed to be a fresh start. A chance to end all the sneaking around and make our relationship official. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Julia is digging her claws into Jase. My boyfriend, Chad, is getting in deeper with a local gang. And my loathsome new stepbrother, Ares, has just moved in.

Music is my life. At least, it would be if my father's politics didn't dictate every minute of my day. When I sneak out to live my dream for the night, consequences follow. Papá's second, Eliel, challenges him for the throne, putting me at risk of being forcibly claimed by the devious, disgusting male.

Why did I let her go? I can't answer that. How do you expect me to answer that when I don't even know? I'm the Skull King. I never let anyone go. When I see her at the bar six weeks later, she's still the feisty handful that I remember. She owns the room in that tight dress and that fire. Now that she's not dirty in a locked cage...she's stunning. She cleans up good. I decide to say hello...and see what happens.

My husband betrayed me. Forgiveness isn’t an option. I’ll ask Queen Rolfe to break our marriage. We both want it. Not to mention—she owes me.

The Greed & Gluttony Luminary has trapped us into executing his evil plans, and it seems we have little option but to agree. Carter has orchestrated Chad’s kidnapping, and he holds my mom’s life in his hands. Then he drops a game-changer. We must play our parts—or at least look like we are—because the fate of our loved ones, and the world at large, depends upon it. There is no choice.

I moved to LA for a fresh start, determined to prove myself as the head coach of the Huskies and straighten out their hothead captain, Jackson O'Reilly. But I did the worst thing imaginable—I fell in love with supermodel Aurora Embers. Jackson's ex. Oh yeah, and I got her pregnant. Just when I think we have it all figured out and the three of us are moving toward becoming one, it all blows apart.

All this time, I thought Cauldron was the answer to all my problems. But nope. Now he's a much bigger problem.

They hunted her to the furthest corner of the world and did everything they could to kill her. But she survived. Elisabeth lost everything that night. Everything except her life. A life she’s using to hunt the mercenaries who want her dead. There’s only one problem: the wolf inside her has gone quiet, leaving this she-wolf to rely solely on her wits and killer instinct to survive. Standing in the way of her bloody vengeance is a war-torn 18th century countryside ravaged by a vampiric plague and home to a host of unspeakable horrors stalking the night.

Josephine Clark is trapped. A harrowing past haunts her every time she looks in the mirror, and she can't escape the violence of her everyday life. More and more, her thoughts turn to Evan Salinger, the boy she knew in high school. The boy they called a mental case. A loner. A freak. The boy who seemed to know things no one could know. For a few short weeks, Jo had found perfect solace in Evan's company, sneaking every night to meet him at the local pool.

Camden Dalton is notorious for three things: his command of the courtroom, his moves in the bedroom, and being the ultimate bachelor, never ever taking a woman home twice. One drunken night, when Camden and I are accidentally left alone, we make a deal. My proposition to him? If I don’t lose my virginity within the next year, he promises to take it. But I don’t just want to do it. I want to get filthy, dirty, rocked. And I want to learn how to give as good as I get.

On paper, all-American boy next door Lincoln Scott has it all. But behind his slap shots, straight-A report card, and easy going charm, Linc hides a secret only his best friend knows. When he attempts to return a misplaced bra, a wrong number gets him way more than the hook-up he bargained for. No one has ever looked beyond the star hockey player, until the mysterious woman he can't stop texting sees him for who he really is.

I’m getting married today, and I’m so freaking depressed. My bridal gown is exquisite. The ring is enormous. But my groom is evil personified, and I’m being forced into this doomed marriage. I’m seconds from breaking into a full-on ugly cry. And right then, as if by magic, the church doors burst open. Women scream and children scramble as a huge, satanic-looking alien stomps down the aisle, flicking his tail, flashing flames, and wreaking chaos in his wake. He’s looking right at me. “Charlotte Cruz?"