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She has no army. No power. And no name. But when two factions of gods are at war, only a NOBODY can save the world. . . The epic quest fantasy adventure in which an indentured servant must free the goddess of peace and wisdom. The goddess needs a nobody. The prince needs a miracle. Soli Graymind...

They call me perfect. Bred to be a beautiful and docile porcelain doll. And I can play that role for as long as I need. One day, I'll run away with Azarel, the only alpha I've ever trusted. The only alpha I've ever loved. But there's a problem with porcelain. It fractures. And this pack of alphas that's assembling around me—the new Ghost Alpha Unit—might be what finally shatters me completely.

In a god-blessed realm where old ghosts lie resting but not gone, Thora remains the most haunted. Now queen of Isjord, she's helped her kingdom thrive back into its once glorious days that old kings had tarnished with greed and a need for power. For ten years, Thora has ruled with a steady reign, but one that has always been doubted by a few who still wish to see old kings take her throne. When the new queen of the Islines rises to lay claim to Isjord as a true heir of pure Krigborn blood, many begin taking her side.

Six years ago, I awoke in a cage with no knowledge of who I was or where I’d come from. Six years ago, I was spared the flesh markets and instead thrown in with a group of savages, where I learned it was fight or die. Now, eight Orders of Assassins are converging on the only home I’ve ever known. All in hopes of purchasing new blade slaves for their ranks. I’m for sale, yet all I want is a life far from death and ownership. Then I meet them, the Order of Scorpions. Their allure is a threat to the freedom I crave, but I won’t fall victim to their sting, no matter how tempting it might be.

I could have run. But I chose them instead. My pack of broken alphas. And the Ghosts will burn this world to the ground to keep me safe. As we gather unexpected allies and prepare to strike at the heart of the Council, I realize something that terrifies me more than any enemy. I'm not just their omega anymore. I'm their salvation. Their reason to live. Their reason to die.

Born the forbidden child of two Aura, magical beings possessing god-gifted powers, she carries a burden of title. Prized a weapon of destruction by her father and hunted as a monster of carnage by others. The odds knew no favor to the wicked or kind in Numengarth, but Snowlin turned human, powerless, and a disappointment to the creator who intended to wield her in his claim for power over the continent. After twelve years disparaged into exile, she sets to return and claim what the realm owed her: revenge on both her father and the night king who hunted to take more than her life.

In a god-cursed realm where rage is the food of war, Snowlin was already satiated. Now a prisoner of her father again, she has no choice but to play a gambit for the sake of the people she loves. With only three pieces away from forming the Octa Virga, the Winter King prepares his armies of monsters and humans to overtake the realm and claim it as his own, and crown himself a God. But his daughter lays the chessmen to play one last game of deceit.

After falling for a lie and ruling over another, Snowlin starts revealing her dealing hand. Two queens and a joker. Isjord hangs by her carefully woven threads deep in her father's council, and Adriata pushed to the corner of her mercy, she awaits. But first she must stop Isjord from taking Adriata before her. Reborn as their demon, she unmasks long-hidden fear and returns to take her seat along the Night King as his Queen, much to everyone's displeasure.

Celeste Morgan never expected to see him again—the stranger who shattered her world in the dark. He was supposed to be a memory, a secret she could tuck away and never revisit. But fate has other plans. Julian Blackwood is ruthless in business, dangerously controlled in the bedroom, and the kind of man who takes what he wants. And now, what he wants is her. Their chemistry is undeniable, their connection explosive, but when professional lines blur, and emotions ignite, Celeste is left wondering if she walked into a dream or a trap.

In a world divided by shadows and light, Seren was born between both. But her world shattered when the fae arrived, when she discovered one was her mate, and when the kingdom's shield cracked, revealing a whole new world. Trapped in the fae lands, Seren has no other choice but to make a deal. One that forces her into the brutal trials of Túr Rí. But this is no Guards Competition. To return home, she must survive three deadly trials, endure ruthless games, and face competitors who will stop at nothing to see her dead.

What happens when you stumble upon your childhood crush, only to discover that he's been turned into a vampire? I feel like I spend my whole life putting out fires. That's probably just part of the territory with being a magpie-shifter from such a chaotic family. All I want is to keep my loved...

For a hundred years, Altarra has burned. Corvynne, the goddess of war, has conquered kingdom after kingdom, leaving only ruin in her wake. Every prophecy says the same thing—nobody can defeat her. And after a century of failure, someone finally takes that literally. When the goddess Artemisen...

As an elven weaponsmith, Elara is an expert in crafting beautiful, deadly things. When an underwater city known as the Deep sends for her help, she's determined to answer the call . . . but between murderous gangsters and razor-sharp foreign politics, Elara is ill-equipped to handle the situation on her own.

I messed up. Actually, my wolf messed up. I only came to this show to help my brother get revenge; not have my wolf literally latch onto a big, silent Alpha sitting alone in the woods and claim him. It turns out the Alpha wasn't all that quiet. Now I can't get his voice out of my head or the taste of him off my lips. He's everywhere. And he's not going away. I'm not sure I want him to leave. Fate is cruel. John is perfect–for someone other than me. I just need to convince him of that.

Gage thought he left his days of one-night stands behind him, however something about the gorgeous cocktail waitress in a town three hours away is far too intriguing. But when she shows up weeks later in his hometown, Calliope, pretending to be an art appraiser, Gage is completely blindsided—not to mention still very attracted to the (apparent) little liar. He can't figure her out: not her angle nor the persistent pull between them.

She talks to the dead. They talk dirty. Lennie Pendrake runs a haunted museum in Salem, offering seances for a price. When she unlocks a cursed chest, she frees Cora Winters—a silver-tongued ghost with a talent for possession, an insatiable desire for pleasure, and a taste for the living. Then there's Devereaux—Lennie's most trusted supplier of rare antiquities, a man who always knows exactly what she needs. She tells herself their chemistry is harmless, but the objects he brings her carry whispers of something darker. A tryst between the living and the dead. A seance gone too far.

Knot Academy was never meant to save me. It was built to break girls like me—unmated Omegas on the border of insanity with too much rage and nowhere to put it. Once, I was destined for the stage. A ballet prodigy. An acrobat. The Omega who defied gravity and dreamed of escape. But that dream died the night my parents were slaughtered in front of me—punishment for a legacy I never asked to inherit. Now? I don't dance for beauty. I dance to survive. To distract. To destroy. To bleed beneath the lights instead of behind closed doors. Knot Academy is a death sentence.

She came to Alaska for a wedding. She didn't expect the end of the world. Nora wasn't looking for love. Twice divorced and tired of heartbreak, she came to Alaska to watch her best friend get married and maybe figure out who she can be alone. Instead, she ends up stranded in the frozen wilderness after their plane goes down, trapped with someone she's not sure she can trust. Theo is the only other survivor. He's handsome, irritating, and far too good at getting under her skin. While the cold could get them first, something more dangerous lurks in the snow.

My job is to break Piper Matthews. But to leave her breathing afterward. An important distinction, since I don't walk away from a job without blood on my hands. That's how I like it. How it needs to be. I'm comfortable with death. Pain. Cruelty. No conscience troubled me when I took Piper...

I should be dead. Hell, I was dead—at least, that's what the world believes. But I don't get the mercy of staying six feet under like the government wanted. Not until I claw my way through the academy that yearns to finish what was started that night. I'd vowed to get back to the men who risked everything to save me—the ones twice my age who should've never looked twice at the naive, bubbly Omega who thought the world wasn't cruel. I learned the hard way. It's merciless.