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I’d known exactly who he was—the Unseelie prince. But I hadn’t known just what he was. I’d been fooled. The creature I’d formed a tentative friendship with in my family’s dungeon was not the gentle, intriguing prince I’d thought him to be. He was a monster. A bloodthirsty beast. And I’d helped him escape my uncle’s clutches. Such a betrayal called for severe consequences, and the price of releasing the biggest threat our kingdom had faced in hundreds of years was not one I would survive.

Valeriya Azarov turned her back on the family business to write and illustrate children’s books. But with a sister who leads the Knights of the Dragons, it’s impossible to get away from the secret society whose mission is to destroy and enslave dragons. When information falls into her hands along with the opportunity to save at least one of the ancient creatures, she can’t turn away any longer. 

They say mated dragonborns can hear each other. I never believed it. Not until I was trapped in an abandoned building, surrounded by flesh-eating monsters, terrified and alone. My body was failing, but my mind reached into the void, begging for someone to hear me. Then the door burst open. The man who came for me was the last person I ever expected—my enemy. Strong, fearless, and endlessly captivating, Tynan works for the people who imprisoned me, and I hate him even more because I can't stop staring whenever he shapeshifts.

Life is not going well for archaeologist Sam Bellamy. She's stuck in the middle of the ocean on a salvage boat with people who want her dead. It wasn't her gift for being able to sense objects of power that got her here, rather her need to make a secret society called the Knights of the Dragon pay for killing her mentor. Sam doesn't believe in dragons, but the Knights do, and if she can get one of the sacred artifacts they're searching for away from them, she'll consider it payback.

He's watching me again. The dragonborn warrior—a stranger. What does he want from me? I search my memories, desperate to place that face… those dangerous eyes. But nothing comes. The councilors are losing patience. I'm running out of time. As the heiress to the Red Queen, I must name one of the clan leaders as my future husband. But all I can think about is him.

They came for me. Silhouettes of dragons blackened the sky. I wrapped my arms around myself, trying to choke back the panic rising in my chest. There's nowhere to run, no place to hide, no way to delay the inevitable. In his eyes, there was nothing but cold, unyielding determination. He's going to risk everything to protect me, and I can't let him.

Robson Trowbridge, the Alpha of Creemore and my gorgeous mate, tries to protect me, Hedi Peacock, half-Fae, half-were, from all the trouble I get into. The thing is, my past is pretty messy and bad guys keep knocking down my door. Witches, thug bikers, the North American Council of Weres, dark magic Fae, and even an evil wizard are all after me. The Old Mage is the only one I really care about: He has my dear twin brother captive on the other side of the Gates of Merenwyn - not cool. So my alpha love is helping me to keep my promise to free my brother....

Having taken a job shotgunning a stage coach, Yakima gets tangled in corrupt town where theft, lies and murder dog him at every turn. The deeper he gets involved with the townsfolk, the harder he struggles to make things “right,” Each choice making things more dangerous and deadly.

The Ballers took everything away from me last year. Riding the bench wasn't what I'd planned, and I don't want a repeat of that this season. I can't have a repeat of that, not if I want to accomplish all those goals I set for myself when I first came to RHS. There's one problem though. One Baller is determined to keep me on the sidelines. I'm broken because of him. Physically broken. I can't let that stop me though. There's so much riding on this year, and I won't let anything - or anyone - get in my way.

The Sick Boys feed on the order they create. They rule Eastpoint University just as their families have for decades. But their power doesn't stop there. The three of them are heirs to some of the largest fortunes in the world, and behind that kind of wealth lies an underworld of corruption. On the surface, they're perfect princes and he is their king. But underneath it all, they're filled with blood, lies, and secrets. With all of their connections, they have the power to crush anyone who gets in their way. 

Necromancer is such an ugly word, but it's a title Eric Carter is stuck with. He sees ghosts, talks to the dead. He's turned it into a lucrative career, putting troublesome spirits to rest, sometimes taking on even more dangerous things. For a fee, of course. When he left LA 15 years ago, he thought he'd never go back. Too many bad memories. Too many people trying to kill him.

Refusing to yield to his father's will and expectations to one day take the reins of the family business, Sam McGregor leaves his home in Texas. Fate leads him to the small town of Polson, Montana, home to the Kings of Retribution MC, where he starts over and meets Sofia Torres. 

Wynn takes what she wants. Nothing stops her: not walls, not spells, not even a coven of clever mages. Certainly not rules. Her immunity to magic gives her access to rare artifacts and a life of luxury, but her cunning, fearlessness, and defiant nature protect her in a world where no one cares. It's worked for centuries—but now the horrible dreams haunting her suggest a corruption has gotten past her guard. Inconvenient timing, since somehow a mysterious stranger is tracking her, moving closer with every job.

The Sick Boys are hiding something from me. They want to pretend like I didn't kill my rapist and they didn't help. But we're not ordinary college students, that much has become clear to me, and I'm growing tired of all of the lies and secrets. Their masks are cracking, and, finally, I'm starting to see the grotesque reality underneath. It's far darker than I ever expected, and it's not enough. They know everything about me, so now it's my turn. I fear nothing. Not them. Not the man that I killed or the people who set me up.

Evil is flooding the galaxy, and for some reason, destiny has chosen me to stop it. The only problem is, I don’t know how. Luckily, I meet some men along the way who are willing to follow me on this mission. If the king could see me now, draped in leather and wielding pistols and knives rather than wearing ballgowns and reading old scrolls, he would collapse onto his golden throne.

Wolf shifter and loner Navy Amana doesn’t want much out of life. A few good books and a quiet place to read to his heart’s content. When his family sends him on business to San Diego, Navy isn’t pleased. But a chance meeting with his dream woman changes everything. Karina Sai is furious that her father is selling their family business. She seeks solace in her beloved bookstore, only to meet the most intriguing man. Ever. After an incredible day—and night—with Navy, her luck seems to change for the better. But, of course, things aren’t that simple.

Iver Amana is a simple wolf shifter. All he wants is to promote good nightclubs and liven up the New York City party scene. He doesn’t want a mate or a family. His older brothers have a monopoly on that anyway. Of course, all that changes when he sees a bachelorette dancing in his club. He has to let her, his mate, go before he ever has a chance to be with her.

Annika Sharp has two goals in life. She needs to take back her family business from her evil stepfather, and she has to protect her beloved family home. When the sexy Banks Amana gets all roped into her plans, Annika knows she's in trouble…. Then she witnesses a murder, redefining what trouble means.

He thought I deserved the same wrath he endured all those years ago. I came when I was summoned, unaware that my past was waiting behind closed doors. One look into those eyes that wore dark shades of fury and I knew this was part of his plan. With time, I started to see fragments of the boy I once knew. Before long, he was a man holding the key to my heart. Now that I’m ready to give him all of me, he’s gone and all that’s left is the broken pieces of my shattered heart.

I was selfish - for once, I had to be. The last time I saw Callum, he was standing at the dormer window as I sat in the back seat of a car. His dark eyes foreign to me. The hatred that radiated from his glare shot through me with more force than a silver bullet. In a matter of minutes, he had become a stranger. He was no longer my best friend. He was now a boy with a hollow heart who was headed down a dark path. A path I knew I’d never cross again. Or, so I thought.