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As a bear shifter, I never expected to find my fated mate in a radical human bar, but one whiff of her sweet vanilla scent and I knew she was mine. Now I'll fight heaven and hell to claim Ebony and make her see that she belongs with me in Wintermoon forever.

Fifteen years ago, Sawyer Caldwell murdered four people—but left me alive. Now, on the run from my abusive ex, the dense Appalachian forest where I once escaped a killer's grasp is the only place I feel safe. Except someone's lurking in those trees. Watching me. Waiting. It can't be Sawyer Caldwell. He's dead. Shot by the police. So who's hunting me in the woods— And why do I wish it's the serial killer who let me live?

They tricked me into a dark and unholy union. Three bastards in witch hats, leather pants, and iron masks. These supernatural stalkers have claimed me for their coven. They won't go away. These assholes will. not. leave. All because I fell for an urban legend: touch the Witch's Tree on a moonless night and discover magic. Wholesome magic like: kinky rituals, blood sacrifice, and jizz potions. Oh, and a forest god who eats people—while they're still alive and screaming. Send help, and I'll send cupcakes.

I was a patient man to the very core. Always the number two to the man at the top… continuously playing the game. I knew that biding my time would pay off eventually and then a winning bid at auction and it would all be mine. I’d played the role that was expected of me and now it was my time to shine. I could finally live the dream I’d always wanted. I just never expected him; I never expected to lose… I never thought I’d fall for the boss, twelve years younger than me.

He's excruciatingly handsome, and well, fine as hell. He's also my captor. He won't take his eyes off me. He won't let me go. All I can do is hope he'll let me live.

My dream? Escape this hellhole and become a songwriter in L.A. My reality? My scumbag father emptied my bank account and bet me in a poker game. Not just to anyone—but to Radomir Molchanov. The King of Vegas. The sinfully drop-dead gorgeous owner of the Diamond Hotel and Casino. Oh, and the cold-blooded head of the Molchanov Bratva. Radomir has claimed me—body and soul. His touch sets me on fire, his icy gaze sends shivers down my spine, and his cruel smirk reminds me that he owns me.

The vampire lord of Los Angeles is dead, plunging the nightlife into chaos. His subjects fight over his title and his missing treasure hoard. The conflict pushes werewolves, sorcerers, and djinn closer than ever to open war. Repo man Evan Murphy knows nothing of the supernatural. He only wants a roof over his head and food for his cats. When a risky job lands him in the dungeon of a Hollywood Hills necromancer, a forgotten god offers him the power to escape—making him the target of a beautiful immortal mercenary and every monster within a hundred miles.

When Kit rescues a wealthy witch from the treacherous, monster-filled waters of the River Tweed, she reckons she's completed her fair share of good deeds for the day. But when a second anonymous body is pulled from the same river, Kit is dragged into a mystery as murky as the water itself. The corpse has no identification, no personal possessions and no one who cares. Kit is determined to change that.

I am sex. I have built my image, client by client. I call myself successful because they call me mistress. It doesn't matter who I am involved with. My arrangements always start with a contract. No exceptions. Until them. The sweet couple walked into my class and shook everything up. Luke wants to be dominated. His wife, Camila wants to dominate. Who am I to say no to a couple who is eager to learn? Except contracts aren't made to protect feelings, especially the ones I never saw coming. They have what I want—what I've been missing. But I'm what they want. Can I let them in?

Micah Preston is Hollywood's number one sex symbol. A rich and famous actor who has sworn off any serious relationships, the playboy is the media's favorite bachelor. But he wasn't anybody when Maddie Bauer met him seven years ago. Then he was just the hot guy at the party who gave her an amazing orgasm and never called her again. Now her job as a camera assistant has landed her on the set of his latest movie, and despite her vow to ignore his charm, she finds him pulling her focus. She just has to make it through the shoot without landing in his bed.

Ruby Riley is a struggling actress who finally lands a part playing a surgeon in a top medical drama TV show. She is sent to Forest Vale Hospital to shadow a surgeon and learn what real hospitals are like before filming starts. The only problem is, that she has an immediate attraction to this surgeon. This surgeon is a spoiled little rich girl with a guarded exterior. What is she hiding? The surgeon is super straight and Ruby doesn't stand a chance. Does she?

Dr. Amira Alvarez is a sports doctor heading up the new Forest Vale department specializing in female athletes. She has just been through a messy divorce and love is the last thing on her mind. She wants a new start. When she meets the super charming sports psychologist, Dr. Casey Rosen, she cannot resist the lure of her. But the handsome Casey is from a world of BDSM and Amira knows nothing about it. Will Amira get drawn into Casey's tangled web of sexuality? And if she does, will Casey break her heart?

Callum Walker kills people for a living. Although he doesn't get a say in who his boss puts on his list, he likes to hunt people who hurt children in his spare time. After a misunderstanding that leads Callum to believe Ryan Fairview—a local funeral director—is responsible for hurting one of the neighbourhood children, he finds his next target. However, Ryan isn't like other morticians. He can see dead people. So, when Callum breaks into Fairview Funerals ready to kill him, Ryan is shocked to find that his would-be murderer is haunted by all the people he's killed.

Elle est son désir le plus doux... et son secret le plus sombre. La tâche était simple : m'introduire dans le manoir étroitement gardé de Zachary Sun. Récupérer mon pendentif. M'éclipser. Problème n°1 : Le célibataire le plus inaccessible d'Amérique m'a attrapée. Problème n°2 : Il a décidé de me garder… et de m'embaucher. Zach Sun a beau être l'homme le plus froid que j'aie jamais connu, il me brûle la peau. Réservé, calculateur et sauvagement cruel, il se nourrit des faiblesses des autres. Mais il est loin de se douter qu'il vient de rencontrer son égal.

Katja ist frustriert. Seit Monaten lungert ihr Mann Frank auf der Couch herum. Sitzt nur noch vor dem Fernseher und lässt sich bedienen. Bei der Geburtstagsparty ihres Stiefsohnes, spricht sie ein Machtwort. Die Woche nach der Party ist sie mit Robert alleine. Den Spaß lässt sie sich nicht entgehen, denn Robert hat nicht nur oben harte Muskeln zu bieten.

Maya Killgore is twenty-three and still in the process of figuring out her life. Conor Harkness is thirty-eight, and Maya cannot stop thinking about him. It's such a cliché, it almost makes her heart implode: older man and younger woman; successful biotech guy and struggling grad student; brother's best friend and the girl he never even knew existed. As Conor loves to remind her, the power dynamic is too imbalanced. Any relationship between them would be problematic in too many ways to count, and Maya should just get over him.

James. Grey. Beau—they're the handsome, unattainable Alphas that run the Aurora Inn. One minute they're kind, the next minute, they're cold and distant, shrouding themselves in secrets. They make me want things I shouldn't—and make my body crave things it shouldn't. I'm a Beta—there's no place for me in their world, let alone their hearts. Yet this pack—and their cat—have other ideas.

Ivy Noelle Winter is content with being a thirty-one-year-old unbonded omega with no prospects of a pack. She adores teaching fifth grade, she has wonderful friends—and that baking show marathon isn't going to watch itself. Until a snowstorm and power outage traps Ivy in her classroom after hours… with three men. Rome, the new alpha music teacher. James, the flirtatious beta vet he's bonded to. And Logan, the town's grumpy alpha electrician. Their scents call to Ivy and her body answers, setting off her first-ever mini-heat.

Zwei Fremde. Ein Spiel. Und eine verhängnisvolle Nacht. Gabe: Regel Nummer eins: Ich lasse die Finger von straighten Jungs. Regel Nummer zwei: Von Gratis-Champagner auf Wohltätigkeitsveranstaltungen ebenfalls, solange ich nicht weiß, warum ich eigentlich eingeladen bin. Zu meiner Verteidigung: Ich weiß wirklich nicht, was ein mittelmäßiger Eishockeyspieler zwischen all den Starspielern macht und der Champagner ist echt lecker. Als ich ausgerechnet mit dem NHL-Superstar Connor Mitchell in ein Team gelost werde, verstehe ich zwar meine Rolle bei diesem Event – doch da ist es schon zu spät.

Er glaubt, er kann sie alle haben. Sie zeigt ihm, wie falsch er liegt. Vom schönsten Mann des Campus eine eiskalte Dusche bekommen - geschafft! Jede Begegnung mit ihm zur Nervenprobe werden lassen - geschafft! Die größte Dummheit anstellen, um einen Kerl ins Bett zu kriegen - geschafft! Der Begriff Bad Boy besteht für Aida aus vier Buchstaben: NICK! Seit sie sich das erste Mal über den Weg gelaufen sind, sprühen bei jeder Begegnung die Funken.