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Life in Styx is finally stable for Persephone and Hades. The city is safe, and their re-established friendship with the Egyptian Gods brings a welcomed calm-until the meddling Fates disrupt their peace with an unexpected gift: a baby.

I'm the governor's daughter, and he's a mafia boss in the Bratva. It was a no-brainer. I was forbidden to him and him to me. But when we met at his nightclub, I thought he was my prince charming. I couldn't fight my attraction to the tattooed Russian god any more than he could for me. Dante Levitsky is tall, dark, and dangerously handsome with Mediterranean blue eyes you could swim in forever. Our chemistry is the type people read about and wish for their whole lives.

My mother is ensnared by an enormous debt to Cillian O'Ridian, the dark and dangerous king of the Irish mafia. And she's seriously ill. Without the money for her surgery, she won't survive. I need funds not just to pay Cillian off but to save my mother's life. Cillian is a man shrouded in danger—someone you instinctively avoid. In my case, he's the ruthless debtor. Then he makes me an offer I can't refuse: Be his wife for six months so he can secure his empire, and he will settle our debts and cover my mother's medical expenses.

A few hours after losing my job, I get a call from a stranger who claims I've inherited property from my father. I assume it's a scam, because my dad is alive. Turns out my mother is the liar. I board a flight to my bio-dad's hometown, but the turbulence is so bad I worry we won't make it. Declan, the hot, tattooed hunk next to me, is terrified too. When the plane freefalls for half a second, he kisses me with the passion of a man who thinks he's about to die. He seems to regret it immediately—and we both regret it when we discover he's my new neighbor.

My escape plan seemed foolproof—retreat to my brother's empty apartment after catching my ex with another man. But I stumble into an unexpected complication: his hockey player roommates... and I'm stark naked. Despite my mortifying entrance, and against my better judgment, they're willing to let me stay but with a few rules: 1. No funny business. 2. No telling the team captain—aka my brother, Harrison. 3. It's temporary until I can find somewhere else to live.

Brody - that’s the name that left my lips so many times, the name that stole my heart, the name that made me into the woman I am today, the name that eventually shattered my world so completely. He built me up, with love and desire - and then his darkness tore me down. Now he’s gone, out there trying to fight a battle that isn’t his to fight. He’ll die. No truer words have ever been spoken.

I’m used to demons and voodoo. What I was not prepared for was my life turning into a fairytale, complete with the Wicked Step Mother. My awful step mother is the Voodoo Queen of New Orleans. She’s always hated me for being a Succubus. It just got a hundred times worse after my father died mysteriously. I inherited the family company, but I can’t remove her as VP because she’s made the entire board into her zombies.

Medusa rules her media empire from behind the safety of a thousand screens, and she has her own private sculpture garden of dumb ass humans that have tried to cross her. Perseus's lousy day has gone from bad to worse. Trying to go legit after a career of thieving is hard in a city like Styx, but when his baby sister Dany is kidnapped by a gang demanding he does one last job for them, he's got no choice but to get back in the game.

My name is Lily. I’m a divorced, middle-aged mom and also…the rightful ruler of the Dark Fae? I know, it sounds crazy. There’s no way I can be the Lost Princess everyone’s been looking for. But try telling that that to Krynn and Sel, the two muscular Fae warriors who are now my protectors. They're determined to keep me safe and satiate my intense new cravings for blood and sex. But will I survive to become...the Queen of Midnight?

Ivy Danforth is out from under her colonel father's overprotective control, and she's making it count. Big time. She's taken the summer off to travel through Australia with her bestie and experiencing all that life has to offer—when you're not under constant military surveillance. She wants to end her summer with some sexy fun, and she has just the hottie in mind.

Follow along as Ada Calhoun and Audible editor Courtney Reimer—both Gen X women living the chaos and joy Calhoun chronicles in her new work, Why We Can't Sleep — go about their busy days to illustrate the universality of the modern midlife crisis.

When a pack finally claims me, I expect the worst—dominance, control, a cage with softer walls. What I get instead are five patient, protective souls who see past my fear and fire. Three alphas and two betas who don't just want my body—they want me. All of me. Even the broken parts. They want to glue me back together, make me whole again. Just when I begin to believe in forever, the government issues a brutal recall: all omegas must return for "fertility testing." But the truth runs darker. I uncover secrets that could destroy everything—unless I'm silenced first.

My alien crush just found his fated mate—and surprise, it's not me. Add a broken heart to being ripped from my cozy Seattle bookstore and dumped on a weird planet with zero novels, and you get...me, stowing away on a rogue pirate ship in a desperate bid to write my own adventure. I don't expect to tumble out of a vent and land—literally—into the lap of the dangerously handsome pirate captain, Fer'oon. But hey, at least life in space has a sense of humor.

I thought surviving the first few months at Discordia was a win—until The Caliphate Games were announced. Now, I'm being trained to fight in a deadly competition I shouldn't qualify for, juggling bloodthirsty rich jerks, sneaky headmasters, and living with seven demon hybrids who are way too hot for my sanity.

After giving the order to have my wicked fiancé dealt with, I'm now finding it difficult to accept what I've done. I find myself in the clutch of those who wish to destroy the men I've fallen for, and I'm thrown right into the deep end of the darkness that haunts my men. Will I wind up just another casualty in the war between families? Or will the darkness bring out the worst of us all, including me? When Veronica is stolen from us, our promise to keep her safe is tested, and the depth of our feelings for our little stray make themselves known.

From New York Times best seller Mimi Jean Pamfiloff comes the next standalone Vampire Mystery (with a splash of giggles and romance), The Librarian’s Vampire Assistant, Book 5.

When Ada Calhoun stumbled upon old cassette tapes of interviews her father, celebrated art critic Peter Schjeldahl, had conducted for his never-completed biography of poet Frank O’Hara, she set out to finish the book her father had started 40 years earlier. As a lifelong O’Hara fan who grew up amid his bohemian cohort in the East Village, Calhoun thought the project would be easy, even fun, but the deeper she dove, the more she had to face not just O’Hara’s past, but also her father’s and her own.

Vulnerable, tender, acute, these are serious poems, brave poems, exploring with honesty the ambiguous moment between the rapture of youth and the grace of acceptance. A daughter tends to aging parents. A woman struggles with infertility—“What if, instead of carrying / a child, I am supposed to carry grief?”—and a body seized by pain and vertigo as well as ecstasy. A nation convulses: “Every song of this country / has an unsung third stanza, something brutal.” And still Limón shows us, as ever, the persistence of hunger, love, and joy, the dizzying fullness of our too-short lives.

I’m not sure what I was thinking that day. It was a normal Thursday, nothing new or exciting had occurred in the morning. I’d risen from bed, taken a shower and brushed my teeth. I’d then jumped on the 8:05 bus that ran a short distance between my house and the county library where I worked. The ride took its usual 15 minutes before it left me standing fresh-faced in front of a building of gothic construction that was my favorite place in the world. After straightening my knee-length skirt, I pushed open the door that led into the interior of the library.

I had one job in Silver Spoon Falls: make the hockey team, the Falcons, look good. My plan went off the rails when fists started flying at a local bar, and a Barney Fife lookalike took me to jail. Now, I'm stuck in my hotel room while my curvy lawyer tries to fix the problem. Except I need her to fix the other problem she created . . . the one that keeps popping up whenever she's around. She doesn't know it yet, but my job just changed. Now, my only goal is to win her heart.