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A long time ago, Shax loved a sea witch but was too dumb to admit it. But this old demon has decided it's time he got a second chance. A cruise through the tropics seems like the perfect place to rekindle things. The problem is, Dorothy isn't about to let him charm his way back into her life. Not when he broke her heart once already.

As the daughter of my pack’s lame wolf, I’m an outcast, a social reject considered unsuitable for mating. My life is a daily grind of drudgery, humiliation, and abuse. Then during a ceremony to our god, Fenris-Wulf, fate made me the alpha’s true mate. My heart fills with hope. This could be the end of my problems, a happy life filled with acceptance, but when I shift, I become a monster.

When my mom got sick, my dreams of a career in music imploded. That is, until Madame Usher wafts into my life like a ghost from the past, offering me the chance to study at the exclusive Manderley Academy - a music school for the most gifted and wealthy. It’s an offer I can’t refuse - free room and board at the Gothic mansion where elite students immerse themselves in mastering their art. But there’s a catch, and it’s a big one.

Siobhan’s scent calls me to claim her, but I tell her the same lie I tell everyone else: I’m not interested in a mate. I focus on her delicious creations instead, even though she’s the one I truly crave. I try to stay away, but I cannot. Everything draws me to her, and when I learn of her quest to find her sister, my mouth offers to help before my brain can stop it. I’m a failed hunter, not worthy of a mate, and every moment alone with the tempting female tests my control. She thinks of me as her protector, but if she knew the thoughts I have of her, she’d run the other way.

I woke to the soothing sound of a peaceful serenade...except there’s nothing peaceful about being kidnapped after being sold to the Devils of Sin. This never should have happened, because I did everything right. I accepted the invitation, attended the masquerade in the depth of the forsaken forest, and danced with whomever requested. The longer one remains, the more debt is cleared from the family name, so I danced through the night. I survived to the final note—and let me emphasize the survive part—but I’m starting to realize where the real problem lies.

It’s been two years since Chiara Kennedy lost her dearest friend, Rory. Chiara misses everything about her. Rory’s widowed husband is another story. Sebastian Ryder is a man Chiara had secretly wanted, let slip away, and hoped to never see again. Then fate throws them together for an unexpected one-night stand and a morning after of new challenges.

Tori knows that Aderus sees dealing with Earth as necessary to an unlikely but last-ditch effort to save his world., as she tries to bridge the gap between two vastly different species while proving she’s more than just some unimpressive human. But her fascination and his frustration have led to an attraction she’s unprepared to handle. Or more precisely, the consequences of acting on it.

There’s a darkness inside me, and it wants to be known. Sometimes there’s a cost to survival, and I’m about to discover mine.

I thought surviving the Hawthorne alpha's wrath would put an end to my trials. I was wrong. I've been marked, branded by mystical forces, and with no clue what's about to happen, I'm going in blind. All I know is that it will be a test of survival. All I want is to find a way out. But as the hours tick by and the Calling gets close, I'm forced to accept that maybe fate can't always be thwarted.

The big bad wolf god is huffing and puffing at my door. Fenrir has the nerve to believe that I’ve wronged him, and he won’t be satisfied until he’s gotten his revenge. He wants to strip me of everything I hold dear: my home, my pack, my freedom...and my clothes.

Our home is on the brink of war, and my marriage hangs by a thread. While neighboring armies threaten to march on Four Corners, I’m dealing with a war zone at home. I can’t bring myself to look at Reaper or Gunner, let alone speak to them. I don’t know where my love life stands, or if I even have one anymore. Only Jandro is my rock, and only my work gives me purpose. Eager for a distraction, I jump at the chance to become a battle medic again. Little did I know it would force me to end the weeks of silence between me and my men.

The war is here, and it’s taking a toll on everyone I love. Now that my family is back together, we’re relying on each other more than ever. As a whole, we’re unstoppable. But Reaper and I continue to struggle. This war only adds stress to our already fragile relationship, and I’m not sure we’ll survive it.

Not even the gods can save us. Two of my men have been captured. The rest of us are barely holding on. We’re wanted, and our army stands no chance against the swarm of mind-controlled pawns. Failure is not an option. Abandoning my husbands is not an option. But the longer we take to plan, the closer we get to losing them. Even worse, our companion gods are no help. Horus can’t see them. Freyja can’t heal them. And Hades can only tell me they’re not dead yet. We have everything to lose, and no options left. Jandro, Gunner, and I must do this ourselves.

Sometimes the mantles we shun are the only ones that can keep us safe. A hidden threat has risen and it’s up to me to stop it. But time isn’t on my side. While war hovers on the horizon in the Underealm, I’m pulled into a pack issue I didn’t see coming. Blood will be shed. Lives will be lost. I just hope my loved ones aren’t amongst the casualties.

I slept with the wrong twin. And all I got for it in return was a broken heart. Oh yeah, and a baby on the way - there’s that too. But I’m determined to make it on my own. I don’t need a man, thank you very much. Not rich, charismatic, and decidedly flighty Rex Roosevelt, and especially not his twin brother, Justin. No matter that the gorgeous former military doctor makes my heart beat a little faster...and all spots lower than that pay careful, careful attention. None of that matters. The Roosevelt men are dangerous and I’m steering clear.

Just when I settled things with my vengeful god, I’m about to lose him to the forces of Hell. Our enemies are immortal, mounting, and determined to tear us apart. We’re fighting kings, queens, and primordial demons. They’re joining forces to bring us down. There’s one way to save our souls, but it means my death.

The showdown at Deadside changed everything. It’ll take us going in separate directions to stop the catastrophes that hover on the horizon. But there’s no anticipating the extra threat lying in wait. It’s been there all along. Invisible. Waiting. And it’s about to pounce.

The war is over. Finally, we can breathe and be a family. With the worst moments of our lives behind us, we have only the future to look forward to. Our twins arrived nearly four years after the Sha was defeated, and now we face a new challenge—parenthood. Whether it’s our daughter taunting the chickens or our son’s fear of water, we’ll take raising them in stride. Most importantly, they’ll never know the horror and loss their parents endured. The gods haven’t spoken to us in years, but we’ve never stopped listening. When they have a message, we’ll be ready.

Arrested. Wrongfully accused. Sentenced to 10 years. But the steel bars release me early. After serving half of my time for a crime I didn’t commit, they grant me parole - with a very short leash. My second chance at freedom begins now, and I won’t waste it. I should’ve been paying more attention. Ambushed. Captured. Stranded. When I wake in the depths of a snowy forest, all seems lost. I’ve been left alone in the wilderness with zero means of escape. Until someone rouses beside me. I recognize Blakely Cross instantly, yet she’s barely more than a stranger.

I woke up to the chilling sound of gunshots. A soured deal, a raid of vicious men, and a blow to my head contributed to my psychosis. My name is Eloise Genevieve, but the rest of the world calls me crazy. Can I really blame them? After all, I speak to the monsters who have known me since that Devil’s Raid. Sweet, sinful men who are just as royal, powerful, and merciless as I wish to be. I’m the only one who can see them, and that’s the problem. I want more than just to see.