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My name is Kit Salazar, and all of my dreams just came true. I'm a romance writer, and my debut novel is going to be the summer's hottest movie for two very big reasons: Rafe Burdock and Grant Stone. They're Hollywood's hottest actors. Any project they take on turns to gold, and, somehow, they're starring in a movie based on my book.

Harlow can't live with herself after the traumatic events of a fateful Halloween night two years ago. Half-broken then, she's shattered now. The only way forward is to go back to the abandoned house where it all happened and pay the ultimate price for her sins. But the house isn't empty. Three vengeful spirits lie in wait, vowing to destroy the woman who sent them to hell. Given just one night of freedom, they will bleed every second dry, taking all their rage, suffering, and hatred out on her.

Back in her quaint hometown, Rose Parker finds herself at odds with a ruggedly handsome, tattooed, and oh-so-charming flower farmer. When her father's will forces her to work alongside the infuriating Gray Roberts to settle her father's estate and pay off a hefty tax debt, Rose is determined to keep things strictly professional despite the sizzling tension between them.

I built my bakery from nothing. My business. My rules. My life. I don't need help. I don't need Alphas. And I sure as hell don't need them. Julian—the arrogant billionaire trying to buy out my town. Noah—my best friend, who's been waiting for me to finally see him. Elias—the gruff outsider with a past as dangerous as his touch. I was wrong.

I've got no time for men and not much use for them either. I'm busy with my friends, my career, and my family. Some may call it hard-hearted, but I prefer smart. I'm on the verge of closing a deal of a lifetime, and no famous quarterback trying to make his rehab time go by faster is going to convince me to give up being single.

Homicide detective Max Jagger has dedicated his life to one thing—speaking for the dead. During one of the most oppressive heat waves on record, the former Navy SEAL is called to a scene where a real estate heiress is found standing over a body, covered in blood, holding the murder weapon. She says she's innocent.

I was raised poor, and the only thing I had going for me was my looks. My fiancé had the same low opinion of me, which is why he never bothered to give me anything real: not my ring, not the gifts, and not his heart. Graham Dessault is another rich man, and I should stay away from him because I've learned the hard way that all that glitters isn't gold.

Phoenix Steele was supposed to be grateful. They told him he'd been given a second chance. But waking up from a coma to a life of restrictions feels more like a cage than a blessing. Once the fearless heir to the Steele legacy, Phoenix is now labeled unstable, volatile, and dangerous. Unwilling to accept his issues, Phoenix instantly clashes with his court-mandated therapist—the town's most eligible bachelorette.

I'm on the run again. My mates are gone, the packs are fractured, and our world teeters on the edge of ruin. If the corrupt Eastern leaders keep their stranglehold on the Council, there'll be nothing left worth fighting for. I know what I have to do: run. This time, though, I'm running straight into the heart of danger. And I'm not alone.

Evie Taylor knows how to survive. She ran with nothing but a bag of clothes, stolen cash, and the kind of scars that don't fade. Now, six years later, she's built a life in Thunder Ridge—raising her twin boys, slinging coffee at the local diner, and keeping her past buried where it belongs. But when Maddox Wilder storms into her orbit, all jagged edges and brooding stares, she realizes some ghosts don't stay dead.

Clara was never meant to be a mother, a goddess, or the glue that holds her weird but somewhat functional found family together—but here she is, doing all three with the grace of a tipsy flamingo in a minefield. With the Sea Kingdom demanding her son, Luc, return to the Sea and begin training as their heir, war brews on all sides of Clara's crumbling sanctuary. Dave, injured but alive, finally awakens, claiming he wants peace. But when secrets unravel and old magic awakens, Clara discovers that Dave's loyalty might not lie where she thought. Again.

There are rules to the ritual. Enter the masquerade willingly. Submit to the bidding. Try to survive what comes after. I never planned to be part of the Blood Moon Ritual—an ancient tradition where warlocks hunt and claim women under the guise of a dark ceremony. But when a mysterious invitation appears in my favorite book and a gown shows up at my door, I make one reckless decision.

Inheriting the Everhart Inn was never part of my plan, but here I am—back in Twilight Harbor, staring down the past I ran from. And the first people I run into… Ethan was my first love. My biggest mistake. He's bigger, broodier, and even more gorgeous than I remember. Tyler is the reformed bad boy with a cocky grin and hands that can fix everything. And Brodie is the man who unravels me with a single look—and everything an Omega dreams of.

Sanctuary is more than a band—it's a home for the lost and broken. No one knows that better than Ryker, the lead singer of the newly rising rock band. It seems he is unable to go even one day without being in the spotlight, and not always for good reasons. From run-ins with his label to arrests and a long line of broken hearts, it seems this rock god is determined to enjoy fame.

Fear. Rage. Pain. I’ve endured it all. Seen it all. I’m the bad brother, the evil one—the psychopath. I wasn’t born this way. I was made this way. Neglect, abuse, trauma, and pain really mess a person up. Then the day I never thought would come finally does. It’s time for revenge.

I made a deal with Harley Jackson. We'd burn that fire between us to ashes with a few nights between the sheets. Friends with benefits, but with a time limit. It turned out to be colossally stupid. A few nights together only made the fire burn hotter. I was never supposed to fall for her.

Kael, Finn, and Torin—The Sabers. They rule the northern tribes with brutal magic and unrelenting power. Feared, ruthless, and untouchable, they are not the kind of men you hunt. And yet, I did. For years, I tracked their kind, fulfilling the oath I made to avenge my family—a huntress stalking warlocks, one soul at a time. But one misstep changed everything. Now, I'm their prisoner.

Liches are almost gone, only a handful of us left. I must marry to keep my race from extinction, yet how? No living female will ever stoop so low as to marry a lich. People fear us. They say we are the harbingers of death, bad luck, rot, and decomposition. In one last bid to carry out my duty, I request a wife through the Temple. She turns out to be a neglected, sickly thing with trembling hands and downcast eyes, seeking an arranged marriage out of despair. And she's perfect.

Now that the entire town knows who Clara is unofficially related to, she's even more of a social pariah than before. To make matters worse, the spell keeping the town guarded and safe is failing. Naturally, it's her fault. But that's not all. One of the mysterious strangers Clara met before has revealed his heritage and made it very clear he doesn't want her around. And not in the get out of town way. More in the permanently neutralized sort of way.

My dating life is a disaster. Getting stood up at a bar was far from how I envisioned my night. But when the brooding yet incredibly hot bartender, Mark, keeps pouring me drink after drink, things take an unexpected turn. After a drunken dance and a broken glass, I find myself asking him to become my dating coach.