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The Oncoming Storm is a name whispered in awe throughout the Underworld. She’s known as a master thief and a lethal knife-wielder. Some even say she has the skills of an assassin. All of it is true. She’s also a sarcastic smartmouth with the social graces of a bull.

It's been a year and a half since they fled Los Angeles, desperate to escape the unleashed infection. An abandoned base in the isolated tundra of Alaska provides a safe harbor for the survivors. Now, turned infected are organizing. Worse, they've been given horrifying special abilities. As civilization continues to erode around Taylor and her companions, their only hope is to reach The Vault, where the last known transmission from the outside world originated. It's a risk to leave but Taylor's visions are telling them to go. 

If there's one thing Verity will consistently do, it's spontaneously make terrible decisions. Sometimes they work out well—so far, smuggling her rescue cat into the shadow realm has been a great success—but more often than not, she ends up with a bigger mess to clean up than she started with.

Meera has been called many things over the years, and for the most, they don't bother her. She'd rather be boring than draw attention to herself because she knows exactly how dangerous the wrong attention can be. But when a ghost from her past pops up to haunt her in her new life, Meera remembers what a powerful tool anger can be. Sensible. Reliable. Steady. Verner doesn't rock the boat, and he always tries to do right by everyone—especially the cautious but kind ex-hunter he's trying to befriend.

It is 1941, and America teeters on the brink of war. Outgoing naval officer Ensign Jim Avery escorts British convoys across the North Atlantic in a brand-new destroyer, the USS Atwood. Back on shore, Boston Navy Yard secretary Mary Stirling does her work quietly and efficiently, happy to be out of the limelight.

Before everything fell apart, Ruby Foster had been enjoying a completely normal day. Then again, normal was relative in Tempest, Texas. As a supernatural safe haven where paranormal beings lived together in the open, normal meant expecting the unexpected. But she didn't think anyone could have imagined a rogue, lunch-hour robbery at the local diner. Attacking a room full of supernaturals should have been a death sentence but somehow the thieves managed to incapacitate them all and steal more than just the money in the till.

Gargoyle security guard Grayson Lightfoot never celebrates Christmas. It brings back too many bad memories. Besides he's got a job to do—watching over Motham City 24/7 from his rooftop. Maisie doesn't celebrate Christmas either. Orphaned at an early age, she's a sensible human with a mission—to earn enough money to open up a drop-in center for street kids in Motham. So naturally she jumps at a lucrative holiday contract to work as a housekeeper for Grayson.

What's a girl to do when she's stranded in paradise with a handsome, filthy rich orc? That's the dilemma realtor Shona Dove faces when a big green billionaire stomps into her life and demands she help him buy an island off the coast of Motham City. He's buffed, he's arrogant, and sexy as hell. And while Shona has never been attracted to orcs before, there's a first time for everything . . .

They tried to take her from me. And I wasn't there to stop him. I've walked through hell. But nothing—nothing—prepared me for the terror of almost losing her. Now, she's fighting to recover, and I'm battling the darkness inside of me, the need for revenge. I've killed for her once. I'll do it again. This time, with her by my side. I am no longer just her professor, and she is more than just my student. We've crossed every line, broken every rule. But none of it matters now because all I care about is keeping her safe... even if it means becoming a man I don't even recognize.

I've been here from the start—watching, waiting, and breathing in the fear that clings to her skin. She prays to a god that doesn't listen, locks doors that don't keep me out, and walks through a world that I've already carved her name into. She thinks she's alone. She isn't. I live in the shadows, in the walls, beneath her feet. I sleep under her bed. I steal the scent of her skin from the clothes she sets aside. I keep her safe, even as I pull the strings that unravel her sanity, thread by thread. She calls me a demon. A nightmare. A Hellkeeper.

Once, the name Macalister Hale was uttered in the boardroom with respect. Now, it’s whispered in disgrace at cocktail parties hosted by Boston’s elite. Scandal nearly destroyed me, but the one thing larger than my infamy is my bank account, and I’ve learned money can solve anything. Well - almost anything.

After barely surviving last year’s lethal power struggle, the smart-mouthed thief known as The Oncoming Storm has solidified her long-standing belief that steering well clear of other people’s problems is the way to live. Even when a whole new civilization sails right into the harbor, she remains adamant. She is not getting involved in another political intrigue. But she might not have a choice.

I'd always idolized them growing up, but since they forced me back, I see them for who they are. My four beautiful, angry boys grew into stubborn, selfish men. Men who take what they want with no regard for anyone or anything. Except maybe me.

A mysterious portal has opened up in town . . . and for once, Francie isn't the one responsible. It's just a run-of-the-mill portal to an alternate dimension, right? Nothing to worry about. Except when a rare book dealer turns up dead and Lizzie is the number one suspect. Despite an ironclad alibi, there's a hundred witnesses who swear they saw Lizzie at the scene of the crime. Just who—or what—is coming out of that portal? And can Francie stop it before it invites more of its friends to cross over?

Vivacious and successful, Ava Meyers is living her dream life, except for one thing: ever since childhood, she’s been in love with her best friend...and she’s never admitted it. Back then, Sam Farrow was a damaged young man with a tough past. Now he’s supremely confident, super sexy, and totally untouchable—until the night when he pretends to be her boyfriend to save her from some unwanted attention. In a moment of weakness, she finds out that a decades-long friendship is no match for blistering sexual chemistry. 

Small town librarian (and accidental dark magic user) Francie Vespertine would prefer her new magic to be fueled by rainbows and butterflies, but you can't always get what you want. Neither can her feline familiar, Kongressman Kittles. When his favorite brand of cat litter is discontinued, he's in a mood—and if the cat's not happy, no one's happy. When a visiting author winds up dead at a book signing, Francie's best friend Penny is accused of the crime. Now she's got to find the real killer before they strike again.

It was an offer too good to refuse: spend one month in the most haunted house in the world. When the reclusive owner of Duskwood Manor opens the door to five teams of paranormal investigators, there's no way my team can say no. But there are no ghosts here. There are monsters. They live under my bed, in my closet, and watch me from the shadows, whispering filthy visions in my ear at night. Begging me to come with them to their world—the Void, where the monsters roam free . . . where they teach me what it really means to want.

Cowboys, millionaires, hockey players, shapeshifters, and vampires? Sloane has read them all and everything in between. But the one that really gets her motor running? That bad boy biker. Determined to meet some of her favorite MC authors, Sloane makes the trip to the Motorcycles, Mobsters, and Mayhem book signing with her best friend in tow.

Transported from her normal life as a waitress, Sally finds herself in a terrifying new world where Monsters fight Players to the death. But which one is she? A System error means she's been split between both, crossing the line between the soulless zombies created by the System and the people brought here by the mysterious Architect.

Cilla St. James never believed in fairy tales until she fell in love at first sight with a man who was everything she ever wanted. Awkward, barely scraping by as a waitress, and as plump as a Christmas ham, she never thought anyone would ever look at her twice. She didn't think anyone could ever make her believe that she was worth loving. But he did.