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Once upon a time? Um, no. Because that's how fairytales start, and Ivy Addison is no princess. In fact, she's very happy being an absolute nobody. She doesn't have glass slippers or a trust fund or "graces"—and she's pretty sure she doesn't need rescuing. She also most definitely isn't overworked as the housekeeper for a rowdy pack of royals... and she certainly has no feelings for any of them. Well, aside from Asher, the Crown Prince and star of all her mortifying dreams. Or Sebastian, the oh-so-charming baron who always has a smile just for her.

Most people go mad when they hear a Keres's death screech. Me? I was already mad. I came to the city of monsters to trade away the visions tormenting me. One deal, then I'd be free. One deal, and I'd leave the land of the dead behind. Then Phonos found me. This massive, winged warrior looks at...

Neil Gaiman’s delightfully quirky story, in which Mrs Whitaker discovers the Holy Grail in a charity shop. Mrs Whitaker just wants to have a chat with her dear friend Mrs Greenberg over home-made macaroons. But her charity shop find soon makes her the focal point of a most important quest when...

I am a thing of horror. A failed experiment, stitched from mismatched parts. I carved out our place in the wastelands of Alia Terra, yet even my own kind, perfected by my work, avoids me. Hideous and utterly alone. Years ago, consumed by this loneliness, I sent my blood to a Marriage Temple, and...

I’m the illegitimate son of a monster. My other half-blooded siblings have their own demons…but me? I truly have the devil inside. I try to be good. To do my best to ignore the deep, dark, despicable urges. But every day it gets harder. I thought family could help. I reached out to my infamous half-brother, Q, begging for his secrets to stay tamed.

I have a stalker. A masked man who watches me from the shadows. A guardian who says he's there to protect me—to help me heal from almost dying at the hands of another man. He says he's willing to do anything to help me move on. That I needn't be afraid of him. I agree to keep him my secret and share how much I'm truly struggling. In return, he guards me. Even if it means guarding me from himself.

With his band Arcadia Echo, Grayson stole Briella's breath the day she first photographed them, thanks to his sensual eyes, soul-searching lyrics, and confident sensitivity wrapped in passionate talent. But his pack is Alphas known for waiting on the perfect Omega—someone who doesn't exist. Someone who isn't Briella.

It only took one droplet of blood to forever change me. Her blood. The taste of it. The heat of it. I swallowed her down and devoured her. For a while, it was enough. My monster was content. I believed I’d found where I belonged. But now…that droplet is no longer enough. I want rivers of it. Oceans of it. I want the world dripping in red and I honestly don’t know who I’m hunting anymore. Her?

I made a bargain with a monster. A vow to save both our lives. I thought our commitment would stay true. It didn't. I've spent my entire life alone. I'm well used to loneliness and the endless pain of having no one. Sure, we made a bargain. We shared our secrets and made a vow. But I warned her not to do one tiny thing. One very important thing.

I never wanted to inherit a title; I was doing just fine living estranged from my father, making my own rules. Now that he's dead, I'm the new Duke, and people have expectations of me. The first one is to find myself a Duchess. Olivia Adams is innocent to the world, and far too naive to its...

For years, I existed alone. Fighting the urges, doing my best to stay good. Until Esclave 58 entered my life and I didn’t have to fight so hard. She makes me better, she makes me human, but then he arrives on my doorstep. He says he’s my half-brother.

I knew what it felt like to reach rock bottom. To do things I could never repent. To want things I could never absolve. I’ve wanted to die for so long. I deserve to die for what I’ve done. But not until I finish this. Not until I atone. And so, I make a decision. A cascade of decisions that will bring about the end of my world. The darkness wants to be fed. So I’ll feed it. With blood.

My people say a woman's worth is in her womb. They spit on me, throw rocks, burn everything I hold dear. "Cursed," they call me. Then he saves me. Theron. A monstrous Cerberus from the Blighted Lands. Death follows in his footsteps, but he looks at me and doesn't see something broken. "Mate," he decides. This massive beast could crush a man's skull with his bare hands, but his claws touch me with infinite gentleness. His hellfire doesn't burn me. Under his protection, I'm not defective.

Jesamine (Jez) Jacobs is making waves and calling her own shots in the singer-songwriter circuit across the southwest of England. What she doesn't need is a snarky rock band owning the crowds she plays for. She has her own fans, and there's no way theirs will accept her. But when Ash Knightley, head of the country's leading artist management company, selects her to open this headlining band's next tour, she'll have to share a stage and play nice with the band members—the pack who sidelined her career three years earlier.

I’m the illegitimate son of a monster. I truly have the devil inside. I try to be good. To ignore the deep, dark, despicable urges. But every day, it gets harder. To prove to myself that I’m not completely damned, I attempt to infiltrate a trafficking ring to save all those trapped within it. Only problem is, I meet her on the night of my initiation. I’m given a task to take her, steal her, train her. She sparkles like diamonds, bleeds like rubies, and bruises as deep as emeralds.

Growing up disabled can be an isolating experience. As much as you might be surrounded by loving and well-meaning friends and family, chances are no one close to you is going through this alongside you . . . until now! From navigating sports at school, to facing the confusion of getting given free stuff all the time, to juggling hospital trips alongside your social life, this anthology of firsthand experiences of childhood disability will be a welcome companion for disabled children.

I’ve spent my life running from the shadow of my parent's murder and the pain that never leaves, but not anymore. Becoming a detective was my way of taking control and fighting back. I’m good at finding killers, and even better at hiding my own scars.