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I didn’t know I was a witch until a pair of cats started talking to me and I received an official summons to report to a training school for my supernatural abilities. That’s when I’m shipped off to a highly esteemed university for the supernatural, Moongrove Academy. I go to class alongside shifters, vampires, and other creatures straight from the paranormal books I love so much.

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I am a latent wolf shifter. Or so I thought. Then, life as I knew it changed in a flash - or more accurately, an electrocution. I’ve woken up in a strange place, surrounded by strange people who hate me. They’re in the middle of a war, and I look like I belong on the wrong side of it. If that’s not enough to qualify as a really bad day, I now have wings and a strange animal to figure out because it turns out that there’s not a damn latent thing about me.

When I first woke up in the land of the Gryphons, I had one goal: getting back home. I was so focused on figuring out how to leave that I got myself exiled from the Hidden, captured by the Avowed, and managed to claim not one, but three mates. Although I had no idea about that last one until it was too late. Oh right, and then, I almost died.

Just when I think things are starting to look up...I manage to get myself kidnapped. All I want to do is figure out how the hell to get home. But instead, I’ve been shot out of the sky, netted, half drowned, and now I’ve been taken to Kestrel City, home of the Avowed. The Hidden claim the Avowed are the enemy, but I’m about to learn nothing is ever just black and white. Well, except maybe for my gryphon. I need to keep Pigeon and her wandering eye on a tight leash. Which is a hell of a lot easier said than done.

Athena wakes up in hell. Well...it’s an alien slave ship, but it might as well be hell because she only has three choices. Mate. Become a sex slave. Or be killed. Great options. Desperate for freedom, a chance for survival is presented in the handsome rogue alien called Xul. But Xul is caught up in problems of his own and a mission he cannot afford to let fail - one that could be easily compromised if he dared open his heart. That doesn't leave her with many options and it doesn't help that she finds him utterly frustrating.

After fighting with his brothers to rescue five human females, the one thing on Kyris’ mind is getting the single human he’s protecting to safety. His sole purpose is to reach the outpost on a harsh, desert planet so she can be extracted. His whole aim is to complete his mission. Except, that’s a lie. He’s been on countless missions. He’s rescued countless slaves.

When she’d left the gym to head home for a quiet night, the last thing she’d expected was to be abducted by aliens to then be thrown into a fight for life and survival aboard an alien slave ship. Now that chapter is over and there’s another obstacle in her way - surviving on a desert planet where everything lives to kill...all the while dealing with him...Yce. The alien she’s stuck with. He’s otherworldly, strange, and absolutely confusing. She hates him and the feeling seems to be mutual.

New city, new job, and then kidnapped by aliens? Exactly the way Evren had seen her year going. Not. Add living on a base full of rebels, and, well, whoever was in charge of her destiny was definitely having some fun. She’d probably have to become an intergalactic rebel, too...except, was that the path she was meant to take? In the middle of figuring out her role in this new life, Evren finds herself drawing closer to a rebel that had rescued her: a tall, sexy alien named Kyro, whose presence makes her tingle in places that could get her in trouble.

Clinton Clarke has everything a high school boy could want. A motorcycle between his legs. Cheerleaders on each knee. A posse behind him students and teachers alike are done fussing with. He rules the school, and everyone in it. Except for one person. Rae Cleaver. He's determined to make her life a living nightmare. Only because he can. He's determined to have everyone in that school afraid of him. He's determined to prove he's not the one to be messed with. He's determined to get under her skin. The only issue? She's about to wiggle her way under his.

There are two types of hell. The one priests preach about and then this. Stuck on an alien slave ship, Piper is auctioned and thrown into a cell with...something. He’s an alien with a reputation. A warrior. A beast. A killer. He is dangerous. A creature with a cold, cold heart...one not unlike her own. You’d think falling for an alien killing machine was something so far-fetched it would never happen. Well, so was being abducted out of 7.5 billion other humans on Earth - and that had occurred so... Hey, what’s the worst that could happen?

Everyone hates a harpy.... For the record, I don't drag people to Hades. I'm not a guardian of the Underworld. And I'm not an evil monster. I'm just... a shifter who happens to control birds. Dangerous? Yes. A monster? No. Unfortunately, most people disagree with me. For some stupid reason.

Small towns are for small minds. I left for college and never looked back. Ensconced in my luxurious, and lucrative, vineyard, I barely ever spare a thought for my old life. Until I got word that my self-declared "godfather" had passed and put me in charge of his estate. Now I've got to go back to the town where the cows outnumber the people to put his affairs in order. I expected to see familiar faces, a little order, a lot worse for wear.

Secrets are diseases, and my life is full of them. Going back to where I grew up solved nothing. Coming back home brought no peace. And now, as I look over Anton's last piece of property, I still have no peace. My godfather's death brought a woman into my life. But a stupid argument ripped her away. I can't stop thinking about her. Wondering about her. Dreaming about her. All I know is I have to see her. I have to feel her body pressed against me again.

Money. Of course she's after my money. I don't know how the hell I could've convinced myself differently. And now, she's pregnant with my child. At least, she says she is. I'm preparing my lawyers. I'm gearing up for war. Because there's a sliver of a chance the child is mine. And my child won't be raised with anything less than the best. But the second I chase Michelle back to her hometown, my heart sings. My body comes alive. My hands ache to touch her.