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I almost hooked up with a werewolf… but before we got to third base, he dragged me off to jail. Apparently, he's the leader of the pack in town. The fact that I’m an illegal blood wolf—a vampire/werewolf hybrid—doesn’t help my case. And he didn't appreciate me accidentally biting him when we were kissing, either. Luckily, or unluckily, he seems to think I'm his true mate, which means he won't let anyone hurt me. But he also won't let me go. Between his possessiveness, my need to be near him, and the vampire clan hunting me, one thing's becoming clear:

Every stone, no matter how small, creates ripples in the water. Every action, no matter how insignificant, leaves a trail that can lead to trouble. And so, a seemingly ordinary trip leads to a battle with a ghoul with a penchant for young flesh. Coincidence? Perhaps. One in a series of many. Drops turn to streams, streams merge into a river, and a river roars into a waterfall that can swallow you up if you're not careful.

My closest friend has lost his mind. He killed my father, took over my kingdom, and despite the blood that now stains his hands, claims that we’re fated to be together. My salvation comes from the most unlikely of sources. To reclaim my throne, I’ll have to rely on the one man I’ve hated my entire life for survival. Solomon Winett is the noble descendant of barbarian warriors and the bane of my existence. He’s obnoxious, stubborn, and the only one who rescued me from a fate worse than death.

Ireland Vidal is the third generation to control Vidal Records, and she's on track to lead the recording company to greater heights. She's the youngest of an affluent, prominent family headed by her eldest brother, Gideon Cross—one of the richest men in the world. Despite her siblings' outsized shadows, Ireland has carved her own identity. But the clever, stunning beauty with fierce tenacity and a heart of gold has yet to find a man with whom to share her life—someone who doesn't need her connections to be successful.

In the Wakemont family, it’s tradition to arrange a marriage before the ink is dry on your birth certificate. I was five hours old when my father promised me to the son of a man with “more money than God.” As we grew older, my future groom and I were encouraged to exchange “love letters” to get better acquainted—except the correspondence he sent read more like hate mail. Slade Delacorte hated the arrangement. But more than that, he hated me. He was moody, intense, arrogant, and darkly gorgeous. A villain—not a prince. The last man on earth I’d ever marry (if I had the choice).

Betrayed by Bartoli and the man that was once supposed to be my King consort, I now realize that I never needed another’s power. All I need is my Kingdom, for which I will return. Aerea, the Goddess of fire, lives in my veins. I am Awakened. I am angry. With my newfound abilities and my Blood General at my side, nothing else matters. I am the rightful Queen of Rozentine and I will take my throne back. The time for peace is over. The only path left is revenge.

The “evil eye” is rich with cultural anecdotes and traditions, mystical lore, and modern concepts. This book takes a deep dive into the origins of the evil eye, from ancient Egyptian practices to those found in ancient Greece and Rome. Most people are unaware that the world’s major monotheistic religions are replete with references to the evil eye.

As the connection between Solomon and I soars to new heights, one thing is becoming incredibly clear: my newfound abilities have brought with them secrets. Dreams torment me, and I am lost to understand what they mean—and why the image of my Goddess’s lover looks like Solomon. A mad prince, a lost friend, mortal enemies—I have to find a way to save my country and my sanity.

Bold, charismatic, and charming Blu Henderson wears a fake smile every day, pushing through life because she has to—not because she wants to. Quiet, introverted, and mysterious Jace Boland catches her eye the second she sees him. After that, it’s game over—not just for Blu, but for Jace as well.

Willow Covington has conquered every obstacle thrown at her to become one of the best figure skaters in the nation until a devastating injury shatters her Olympic dreams. She’ll do anything to get back on the ice, though, and if that means rehabbing while blocking shots and slapping a puck around, so be it. Coach says no dating, but that’s A-Okay with her anyway - she’s singularly focused on her goal. If only the team captain, Brodie Windom, wasn’t so infuriatingly hot as he shows her the ropes.

ZionLine's promise was irresistible: triple your lifespan. The price? Surviving an unknown world rife with brutal combat, where the gruesome deaths are terrifyingly real. For a desperate humanity, it was a price worth paying....

I accidentally slept with my fated mate… and now, he wants to make it permanent. It doesn't help that I may or may not be growing his baby as we speak.

A world that had forgotten what violence was didn't know how to defend itself. City after city fell. Earth became a lifeless wasteland as the undead army swelled and crushed the humans like ants underneath its boot. It all ended at the last stronghold. Forgoing all hope for salvation, a handful of desperate humans realized that the only thing left was revenge.

Nearly everyone is familiar with holograms - three-dimensional images projected into space with the aid of a laser. Two of the world's most eminent thinkers believe that the universe itself may be a giant hologram, quite literally a kind of image or construct created, at least in part, by the human mind. University of London physicist David Bohm, one of the world's most respected quantum physicists, and Stanford neurophysiologist Karl Pribram, an architect of our modern understanding of the brain, have developed a remarkable new way of looking at the universe.

He's everything I'm not. He's into sports, and I'm into books and art. He's popular with girls falling at his feet. I've never been kissed. We have zero in common, yet I've been in love with him since the first grade. Until I made the mistake of tutoring him. He made me feel special. I wasn't. He destroyed me. Now four years later he's back and he'll stop at nothing to get me back.

When the AI infected the internet, three hundred years of industrial and technological advancements were eradicated overnight. After untold sacrifice, humanity won—barely. Victory was only possible thanks to the hidden martials revealing themselves and stepping onto the stage of history. They were named the Old Monsters, immortal superhumans with impossible strength and speed, capable of dismantling entire armies with their bare hands. Thus began the gold rush of the 25th century; the rush to fitness, to the unimaginable power displayed by the Old Monsters.

Shadow, the Skull captain, has been defeated, but it's far too soon to celebrate. The undead still hold a firm grip on the capital and are showing no signs of retreating. They cannot be faced alone. Humanity's defenders must regroup, grow stronger, and seek new allies. Time is running out, and every move risks setting off a chain reaction. Questions swirl around the young healer, drawing the enemy's attention. Alarmed, they're escalating their efforts. For now, his true identity remains hidden, but there's no telling how much longer the secret will hold.

Walker St. James has always lived his life one adventure at a time, and settling down hasn’t been something he’s ever considered until her—Hanna Mayson—a woman he knows he could easily fall in love with. But while he’s trying to figure out how to make things between them work, she informs him that all she wants is a vacation hookup. Giving her what she wants is easy, but if he gets his way, they'll be anything but temporary.

He wants a mate bond. I don't. He's even more stubborn than I am, though. So, I agree to move in with him, for the sake of putting more emotional distance between us. But the plan backfires. And it makes me like him more.

Being reborn into a new world is all but simple. He still didn't know who placed him into this body, but if there was a chance, he should take it. Though he'd be lying if he said he wouldn't have preferred being born into a respectable and powerful aristocratic family. Instead, he was on his own. He had no wise teacher to reveal the secrets of power. Not even an ordinary family. No education, no money. He was orphaned and neglected. It was a rough start, to say the least.