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Magic has been outlawed for almost a century, and anyone caught wielding it or bearing its mark is executed. Which is why I know every day could be my last. I'm marked for death. My skin bears the branding of the moon. I just thank the stars that it's not somewhere visible. For one night, I willingly put myself in danger, picking a stranger to lose myself in before I begin my life of servitude to the crown as a member of the King's Guard. But the man I thought was a stranger turns out to be the Blade of the King, Thorn, my new boss.

The Honorable Miss Hattie Lethbridge is quite happy being a wallflower, thank you very much. She would far prefer to spend an evening curled up with her cat than whirling about a ballroom. When her brother’s scapegrace friend, the Duke of Montrose, proposes they marry, she is determined to refuse his suit.

Five… minutes. That's how long I was supposed to be there. Get in, get out. Job done. Four… guns pointed at my head. It wasn't supposed to go down this way. Three… years old, and she clung to her mum as we sat huddled together on the floor, chained to the pipes on the wall. Two… choices, when my time finally came. To let it all play out or fight with everything I had. One… split second that changed the course of my life… forever. My name is Tyler Evans. They call me The Thief. But on that day, the last thing I expected to become was the hostage.

The curse plaguing the Ashbourne and Bask families has finally been broken, but Farrin, the eldest Ashbourne daughter, still struggles to find peace. Unflappable and tireless, her composure masks a seething sorrow. Since her mother abandoned the family, Farrin has been their rock—managing her father’s temper, running the estate, keeping tight control over her dangerous musical power, and ignoring her own need for rest, distraction, and most of all, love. In Ryder Bask, Farrin’s stubborn strength has met its match.

When the Veil spits me back out, no one is more shocked than me that I survived, but I'm not the same person anymore. Not even close. I'm also no longer in the Kingdom of Eaorin. Somehow, I've ended up in the mystical fae realm of Illeoria, and I quickly discover that everything I thought I knew about the fae is horribly wrong. As I try to figure out how I got here and what I'm supposed to do now, my enemy is by my side every step of the way. Tormenting me. Tempting me. If he doesn't kill me, the fae realm just might.

Lady Gemma Ashbourne seemingly has it all. She's young, gorgeous, and rich. Her family was Anointed by the gods, blessed with incredible abilities. But underneath her glittering façade, Gemma is deeply sad. Years ago, her sister Mara was taken to the Middlemist to guard against treacherous magic. Her mother abandoned the family. Her father and eldest sister, Farrin—embroiled in a deadly blood feud with the mysterious Bask family—often forget Gemma exists.

A domineering force in Miami’s volatile criminal underworld, Brad Black is respected. Feared. His deadly accurate trigger finger and indestructible persona has earned him his intimidating reputation and, up until six months ago, hookers, drugs, and protecting the Black empire was the sum of his life’s purpose. Until he saved her. Wild, brave, and beautiful, Pearl Kennedy is Brad’s kryptonite.

I should have died the same night that a monster murdered my grandmother, but I was saved, stolen from my world, and thrown into a realm ravaged by an endless war between ancient gods called Asura. I'm told that I'm a demigod, that there are others like me, brought to this world to replenish their dwindling numbers. They want us to prove we're worthy of ascension and fight alongside them. I don't give a damn about their war. All I want is vengeance on the monster that killed my only family. A monster from their world. And if the only way to kill it is to become a god, then I'm all in.

People assume Joanie’s a nepo baby, but they have no idea how hard she’s worked to get back on the pitch after injury. She just wants to play football. The last thing she needs is to film an ad in Menorca with Kieran Earnshaw, the men’s team bad boy. Kieran is gorgeous, though—and he seems different with her. Maybe it’s time this good girl finally experimented with her wild side…?

As princess of the Moon Kingdom, and daughter of the cruelest king our land had ever seen, I was well-versed in deceit and debauchery. The Sun Kingdom’s sly prince was no threat to me. Assuming that was a grave mistake. For the ever-present smirk, irritating charm, and adoring gleam in his eyes began to melt the ice encasing my heart.

Never has there been a fury like that of a mated male. Though my arranged marriage to the king resulted in heartache, the continent of Rosinthe continued to heal. It was my duty to ensure the stains my father left in his wake were wiped clean. If that meant remaining married to a male who’d betrayed me, then so be it. With peace flourishing and my lover, the lord of the east, at my side, the sticky web we’d found ourselves in became easier to navigate. Until a faerie king stole into my dreams, marring harmony with uncertainty.

Edward Adair, heir to the Duke of Boulstridge, is more interested in finding a missing family heirloom than a wife. But when his parents issue an ultimatum—marry or lose your allowance—he reluctantly agrees to attend a house party to find a bride. Instead, he discovers attractive but infuriating Miss Isabella Winthrop in his library, reading the private family journal that holds clues to the location of the heirloom.

I survived being thrown into the veil that should've killed me. I managed to live through the even more dangerous trip to the capital. Just when I thought I'd found somewhere I could belong, my whole world shifted. Again. Trouble has plagued my every step, and the biggest cause of it all? The man I'd foolishly given my heart to. Thorn. By fae law, we are forbidden from being together, but what happens when they realize that our souls have bonded?

Every princess should be kissed. And by a man who knows what he's doing. Beatricia had been enjoying just that with Farris Turner when she was caught. But running only drives her into the arms of a stranger. A man who wants to offer her one night together, to offer her the experience her life and duties in the city of Sun-Airor—a place set out of space and time—have denied her. It'll be her only chance before she's forced to enter a loveless marriage . . . but who exactly is her stranger? And what will kissing him reveal?

In a land scarred by an old war where fae hunt witches and collect them for bounty, Rose must hide in the woods with her grandmother to avoid being turned over to the fae king for torture. Rose does what she can to survive, stalking and killing any fae that wander too close to home and using her magic sparingly to avoid detection. One day, Rose is captured by a wolf-shifting bounty hunter named Emrys, and she immediately knows two things. First, she must find a way to escape no matter the cost. And second . . . she's never hated anything more than she hates the fae. Especially her captor.

One, two, three, four... You want a fight, I'll bring a war. Five, six, seven, eight... I'll even use such pretty bait. Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, why... Did you leave me there to die?

Leonora Holt never expected that her two younger sisters would find love before her. Lately she's grown disconcertingly accustomed to her brother's sighs and hints that she needs to marry. How can she find anyone when one dreadful man, the Duke of Dartmouth, is intent on reminding all the ton of her mother's scandal?

Percival, the Earl of Plymouth, is in trouble. Terrible trouble. His aunt is eager for him to marry. Since Percival has no desire to be thrust onto the marriage mart, he may have told her he has a secret beloved. Fortunately, Percival's best friend Sebastian volunteers to find Percival someone inappropriate with whom to pretend to have an amorous relationship. After all, Percival's aunt won't desire a scandalous future countess.

Eloisa Holt is not the type of woman to wander London on her own. In fact, she's not even the type of woman to consider such a thing. After all, her governesses hailed her as a paragon of everything proper. But when a nude painting of her mother scandalizes the ton, Eloisa must stop more paintings from being displayed. This debutante is desperate.

Gavin Corey, the Earl of Thornbrook, has shed his rakish ways in the hope of winning Lady Louisa's heart, but neither she nor her parents consider him a suitable match. He convinces her to join forces with him to locate a missing family treasure by proposing a wager: if he finds the jewels, Lady Louisa must allow him to court her, but if she prevails, he must reveal the secret he's keeping from her.