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My father is dying, and I’ve been called back to Brooklyn to take my place as the head of the Italian syndicate. After a seven-year absence, my first test of loyalty is to marry the granddaughter of the Irish mob’s leader. I may not want a wife, but I’ll kill anyone who tries to harm her.

My mother sold me to the shifters, all in the name of peace. For more than a century, the witches and shifters have been at war. So when my mother came home with the news that peace had been struck between us, I should've known better. Warning bells should have been ringing in my head, but they weren't. It wasn't until the shifters came for me that I knew better.

Eighteen-year-old, Bronwyn Littleton is in love with a stranger she met on a summer night a year ago. A stranger who was tall and broad in a way that made her feel safe. He had dark blue eyes that she can’t stop drawing in her sketch book. And he had a deep, soothing voice that she can’t stop hearing in her dreams. That’s all she knows about him though. Until she runs into him again. At St. Mary’s School for Troubled Teenagers–an all girls reform school–where she’s trapped because of a little crime she committed in the name of her art.

Here I am, Cat, Hollywood stunt double turned unwilling guest in Damien Drakonar's dragon-infested soap opera. Yep, that Damien—the hot, broody dragon shifter prince who's as infuriating as he is mysterious. And guess what? He's decided to keep me around because of some cosmic joke involving twin flame marks. Apparently, we're destined to be together—talk about a plot twist! As I try to wrap my head around our supposed bond, this little secret of ours doesn't stay quiet for long. We've got a traitor in our midst, causing more trouble than a season finale of your favorite reality TV series.

Drunk on you is an age gap, enemies to lovers, fake engagement, office romance.

Lazarus Cross wakes after centuries of slumber, a single objective burning in his mind: revenge. His newfound thirst for blood is insatiable. When the woman who awakened him disappears before he can learn his identity or purpose, he must rely on his own strength and cunning to survive. In a world hungry for power and control, Lazarus must fight for his freedom and prove he is more than what he appears. With each bloody battle, he grows in strength, each victory unlocking new powers inside him.

With our plans set to travel to the Demonic realm, my thoughts turn to the torture I endured while imprisoned in Broken House, and I find myself fearing that the experience will be a trip down nightmare lane. What I find instead is a complex, beautiful realm that in a matter of days draws out of me a determination and strength to defend it. To fight for it. To fight for my family, the freedom I finally have, and the destruction of the man tainting the entire realm: Mr. Black.

He bought the tickets. She broke his heart. Now he’s looking for a new Sarah Miller to sail the world with him. When Bryce’s viral TikTok exposes the ultimate betrayal—his girlfriend cheating the same day he surprises her with a round-the-world cruise—he’s left with two nonrefundable tickets, a shattered heart, and a wild idea: Find any Sarah Miller willing to take the trip instead. Enter the Sera Miller—curvy, charming, and cautiously intrigued. She never expected to spend seven months sharing a cabin with a heartbroken stranger. But the ocean has a funny way of stirring things up…

My wolves have kept me at arm's length since I became their wife. I expected every man I met to be like that, but Garrick's a whole different man. The minute he demanded to marry me and join our alliance, he seemed to barely be able to keep his hands off me. And if that wasn't a big enough surprise, my wolves don't like it one bit. Suddenly, I'm embarking on a dangerous mission to cure a magical illness with four gigantic shifters fighting all around me. It seems that throwing a doting man into the mix has made my wolves change their minds about what they want from me.

Leigh Raelyn should be burned at the stake. Not only did she cause the deaths of her family — she’s also a Lunar witch, bonded with the outlawed element, aether. But hiding an illicit gift is almost impossible when you’re next in line for the throne, and her supply of magical suppressants is dwindling. So, when she discovers a way to surrender her title, Leigh seizes her chance. Wilder Dunn will do whatever it takes to ascend the ranks of the Borealis Blades — so long as it gives him the power to bring his sister’s killers to their knees.

Dangerous and wild, I only know him as Soren. My captor, my tormentor. He forces me to walk miles on end and refuses to tell me why. All he does is stare… And it sets my body on fire. He's a muscular giant with raw, unbridled needs. If I run, he'll catch me. If I fight, he'll pin me down. And worst of all… I'm beginning to like it. But what I fear the most is that he lives for it. Everyone knows a beast can't be chained. One way or another… his darkest needs will always come out to play.

I’m on the run. Again. Only this time Ryan and his brothers are with me, and we’re being hunted by members of our old Pack. Betrayed and consumed with grief, all I can think about is getting vengeance. But we're struggling to regroup and strike back. Then a bombshell drops—Jem wanted Ryan and me to succeed him as the Alpha pair. I'm overwhelmed and don’t know if I'm ready to lead, but with danger closing in and the Pack in turmoil, I may have no choice but to embrace my destiny to protect the ones I love.

One of my guys has been kidnapped. I don’t know if the Anti Magick Alliance took him or if it was the Human Extinction League. But I do know I’ll do whatever it takes to get him back. My magick is growing stronger by the day. I can feel it surging beneath my skin. I just hope I can put thoughts of my past out of my head for long enough to focus on what needs to be done.

Cian is terrifying me. The Irish killer stole me on my wedding day. And now, he's revealing secrets that threaten to burn everything—and everyone—I love to ashes. I need to get back to Dmitri. He's the only one who can keep our unborn child safe. Escaping Cian is just the beginning because Dmitri has secrets of his own. Starting with the unseen houseguest upstairs... And ending with the hideous truth about what really happened to my sister.

My best friend's little sister. Entirely off-limits. A craving I cannot resist. Savannah Levine is the one woman I cannot have and the only one I want. I keep her at arm's length, but there's no denying that she is an addiction I'm too weak to ignore. One taste. One touch. I should have known it would never be enough. Selfishly, I steal touches and kisses in the dark, keeping us a secret from those closest to us. But in a circle like mine, lies tend to catch up on you, and justice is served in the most tragic of ways.

Fate turned on me, chewed me up, and spat me out. I’ve been dragged down into the depths of hell until my lungs burned and the light of day turned blood red. But I’m still breathing.

Demyen stole my freedom to lock me in the worst cell imaginable—His bed. I get it: I'm the liar who put his brother behind bars. And I'm paying for my betrayal, one moan at a time. He promises he's going to ruin me. So why does he pull me into his bed every night? I see the truth behind those icy eyes: He's addicted. Unfortunately for me... So am I. And unfortunately for both of us, there's no ending this now. No clean break. No walking away.

Cursed with a magic ring that forbids skullduggery, Tyvian Reldamar’s life of crime is sadly behind him. Now reduced to fencing moldy relics and wheedling favors from petty nobility, he’s pretty sure his life can’t get any worse. That is until he hears that his old nemesis, Myreon Alafarr, has been framed for a crime she didn’t commit and turned to stone in a penitentiary garden.

Twelve years apart. Two broken hearts. One love that refuses to fade. I spent the majority of my younger years dreaming of marrying Weston Taylor, my childhood sweetheart. Until he shattered my heart the night before I left for college. I left our small town, vowing to never look back. My eyes...

Tattoos, my sisters and Bluebell. That's all I need. Until Trace Calhoun speeds into town in his ridiculous sports car, crop top, hot bod and womanizing ways. Did I mention he's my new mentor at the tattoo shop? Yep. Bickering, rude comments and drama aside, like every foolish female heart since...