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I woke up with no memory and a child growing in my belly. The kind healer calls me Elif, and the handsome merchant Sinan looks at me like I'm his salvation. I should be grateful for this peaceful life, for gentle touches and soft words. But my dreams are full of dark eyes and consuming darkness. My hands know how to kill even when my mind doesn't remember why. And when the Shadow Lord comes for me—claiming I'm his wife, his property, his obsession—my body recognizes what my heart has forgotten. He says I belong to him. He says I'm carrying his heir.

When thirty-two-year-old Ava Winslow inherits a flower farm from her late grandfather's estate, she's determined to uncover the secrets she knew her family was hiding. As she draws closer to the truth, the last thing she expects to find is a portal hidden on the property leading to another world. Desperate to learn what her mother never revealed before her death, Ava is thrust into a magical land of fae on the brink of war.

I stepped into the Shadow Court to save my brother. I didn't expect to walk out as the bride of the monster who killed the man I loved. Kaan is the ruthless Lord of Shadows—ancient, merciless, and terrifyingly beautiful. He murdered Aslan with a smile on his lips and my name on his tongue. Then he claimed me as payment for a blood debt. Now, I'm his wife in black silk and silver chains. Owned. Caged. Watched.

The golden sun inked beneath the base of her neck is the reason for both. In Altaerra, it meant life as a Sunchosen, one of the twenty children branded by the Goddesses at birth to sit on the council ruling Altaerra. For Iris, it meant a fate confined in a glittering cage, forged and warped by power. Considered a traitor to the Divine after escaping the Bronze Palace as a child, Iris knows that maintaining her new life as an apothecary apprentice to the woman who saved her relies on remaining hidden.

Now living in a new world, Ava has the answers about her family she so desperately sought. But answers come at a cost. As she tries to face the trauma she endured upon her arrival in the realm of Eorhan, she must find her inner strength and courage to take her rightful place, or risk falling apart. With the threat of war looming after their enemies have returned, Ava is the only one with the ability to send the daemon queen back to her realm. And to do so, she must train with Casimir, the broody general of the Earth Kingdom, to complete a harrowing journey to the revered tree of her people.

The wolf shifters are cursed with a broken mating bond. For years, no one has felt the bond that has helped us find our mates for centuries. And now we're left mateless. Without the bond, we are slowly dying off. Our packs are growing smaller, weaker. Our powers are slowly diminishing. And it's my pack's fault. We caused the curse. But I'll be the one to break it. There's a prophecy—one that I know is about me. I'm destined to break the curse, to fix what my pack caused.

The revelations about Raider's past have turned Seth's simple manhunt into a complicated mess. He's stepped into a tangled web of arcane mysteries and political machinations. As an experienced Curator for the Arcanum College, he can handle that. What he can't quite handle is his feelings for Raider. There's love—gods, he can't deny that—but Raider's lies have made a mess of Seth's heart, his principles—and everything else. Because Raider himself is at the very center of this tangled web.

Seth spends his days hunting down mystical artifacts. As a curator for the Arcanum College, that's his job. But when an arcanist murders a fellow scholar, Seth finds himself assigned instead to a dusty, thirsty, frustrating manhunt. Why him? Because, he's been told by his superiors, he's the only curator sufficiently tenacious and brutal for the job. (Seth resents that.) When the murderer vanishes at the edge of a deadly desert, Seth finds himself in need of a guide.

The turquoise utopia of the South Pacific belies the mammoth evil rising beneath the waves as Kane and his companions come to the aid of islanders under attack by a degenerate sea nation thriving within a massive dome on the ocean floor. Now the half-human inhabitants of Lemuria have become the violent henchmen of the one true lord of the deep — a creature whose tenacious grip on the stygian depths and all sentient souls in his path, tightens with terrible power as he prepares to reclaim his world.

My steps to a happily ever after: 1. Go to Vegas and accept the perfect proposal. 2. Move to NYC with the love of my life. 3. Enjoy impending motherhood. Everything was supposed to be perfect. Instead, a weekend in Sin City blew up in my face when I discovered my supposed boyfriend is married with kids—leaving me single, pregnant, and homeless.

Waking up to no car, no money, and no fiancé wasn't my ideal end to a Vegas vacation, but fate had plans for me as my world came crashing down. Now, I have two choices: accept the hand I've been dealt… or do something I never thought I was capable of because I've been offered a wild, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity only the most desperate would consider. One heat. Three days. And a live audience.

The labyrinth of tunnels beneath Corvis is home to some of the city’s worst criminals, but now even these hardened thugs have reason to watch their step in the dark, shadowy undercity. Death moves in that darkness, leaving behind a trail of horribly mangled bodies. The identity of the killer is a mystery, although his calling cards - brutally savaged corpses and a distinct, repulsive odor - are constants at each bloody murder scene.

Almost leveled by the Soviet missiles that annihilated most of the West Coast, Snakefish is in the midst of a reconstruction, financed by a commodity far more valuable than the usual Deathlands jack. But greed and man's lust for power threaten to shatter the hard-won peace and tranquility of this fledgeling community as disparate factions fight for control of the substance that will give them wealth beyond their wildest dreams.

Ember doesn't know how, but on the brink of death, she calls to them. They come in the darkness, like phantoms in masks, and rescue her from her pain. But that rescue comes with a price—her soul. She must give all she is to the Cirque, where it doesn't only house you, it owns you. Nothing is ever as it seems, and the truth behind the striped curtain is no small matter. Can Ember keep her vow? Can she embrace the madness the Cirque demands?

The conspiracy of secrecy manipulating post-nuclear Earth takes a terrifying new turn as the mysterious oligarchy becomes something far more sinister. No longer shrouded in the cloaks of hybrid-human divinity, the nine barons have evolved into their true incarnation of ancient overlords, their avaricious scope expanded to reclaim the world they were forced to abandon and with it, the final subjugation of the human race.

The war to free post-apocalyptic Earth from the grasp of its oppressors slips into uncharted territory as the fully restored race of the former ruling barons are reborn to fearsome power. Facing a virulent phase of a dangerous conflict, the Cerberus rebels prepare to battle an unfathomable enemy, as the shifting sands of world domination continue to chart their uncertain destiny....

There is nothing quite like the love you have for your children. You would follow them to the ends of the Earth if they needed you. Evidently, you would also follow them back in time. Back hundreds of years, to a place where my husband ruled a very different kingdom. One where kidnapping and keeping me as his captive went hand in hand with making me his wife. But the problem with skipping timelines had always been the same…escaping Draven. Because for him, it was finally…The Time of Kings.

As a deep-sea death-dealer, Enna Valomir's life is simple: kill the siren, deliver the body, collect the reward. There's just one problem. Enna owes a mermaid her life, and in the cutthroat waters of the Abyss, that's a lifelong blood oath of service. When the mermaid orders her to kill the Abyssal Princess, Enna is pulled into an impersonation scheme with no choice but to infiltrate a gaudy surface court and help the mermaid win the heart—and throne—of its unwitting future king.

The baronial machine ruling post-apocalyptic America is no more, yet even as settlers leave the fortressed cities and attempt to build new lives in the untamed outlands, a deadly new struggle is born. The hybrid barons have evolved into their new forms, their avaricious scope expanding to encompass the entire world. Though the war has changed, the struggle for the Cerberus rebels remains the same: save humanity from its slavers.

And here we go again. Back to being Fates' puppet and facing a very different time once again. And with a new era comes facing a whole new set of challenges when dealing with my husband. For this time, he didn't know who I was to him. Didn't know that I was his Chosen One. And as for me, I intended to keep it that way. The problem with that was that Draven was now torn. Torn between the obligation he feels to find his Electus and torn between the temptation he soon feels for his… little maid.