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Just when I let myself hope for a happy ending, everything comes crashing down around me. The fate of the world is in the palm of my hand, but to eliminate the threat I might have to sacrifice more than I’ve bargained for.

With my soulmate missing and a new revelation threatening to send Heaven’s army our way to start the apocalypse, I have to find Elias and break two more angels. Unfortunately, it’s not as easy. Pride and sloth require different tactics. I have to prove that their purposes no longer follow Heaven’s path. They need to follow me down, even if I have to drag them to their thrones in Hell myself.

I was abducted by incompetent aliens. They didn't know what they were doing, and they still don't have a clue. Now that we're done with all the probing, they're taking lessons in "Caring for Vulnerable Females" and "Nest Building for Beginners", and want to turn me into their mate. And no, they don't listen when I tell them I don't need a nest.

Mean girls at school and assholes at home, I could handle. None of that mattered, because I had two of the most amazing mates by my side. That is, until the universe decided to throw me for a twisted loop and fated me to my biggest tormentor. Taking matters into my own hands in the heat of the moment, I end up in more pain than I can imagine. Now I have to figure out how to go about life, while nursing a broken bond.

They vowed to own me—body, heart, and soul. I never thought I’d let them. The only thing more terrifying than being taken captive by four vampires is falling for each of them. Despite their rocky start, Calla can’t imagine her life without the immortals she’s bound to.

Traitor’s Den was meant to be a prison. A punishment. A hellhole my daddy could never escape. Over the decades, however, hundreds of us have found a way to make it our home. We’ve learned to deal with the many bumps along the way with colorful cussing and a dash of humor—often roused by one too many at the saloon—and we’ve embraced the spell that turns us all into honky-tonk cowgirls and -boys.

Huzzah! I made it to my 23rd birthday! Given how much dragon magic I have rolling through me now, doing its best to cook me from the inside out, this feat is no small thing. I’ve earned a hearty celebration and then some. I’m gonna party down at Sharmayne’s and let her ply me with as many of her cocktails as she wants. Her magic touch is exactly what I need after how nutty life in Traitor’s Den has been lately. I deserve every hypnotic, milky, swirling Moon Mixer she sends my way. Hell, I might get fancy and skip right on to a Roll in the Hay, maybe even a Sirens on the Rocks.

After leaving the Carlotti heirs for my own safety, unsure of if, or when, I'd return, I set out on a journey of self-discovery and healing. But my travels abruptly ended when I discovered the men I couldn't ever fully put out of my mind making national news. I watched from hundreds of miles away as they were arrested. For murdering the two dirty cops. For my alleged kidnapping. Even though I was on my way to help exonerate them, I was too late to save them from our enemies. They hurt my men, but now I'll have my revenge.

Are you still considered an orphan if you’re twenty-five years old? Because I am in every sense of the word. I have no one left. No one to love me. No one to care about me. No one to be proud of me. Pulling myself out of a year-long pity party is exhausting, but I slowly start to put the broken pieces of my heart back together and move on. That is until three stupidly attractive men walk into my bar and fast-track everything. When I’m presented with the opportunity to spend the night with them, I decided to take life by the balls and jump head first. Cause why not…right?

My teacher is trying to kill me. My mates and I are on the run while trying to figure out why our professor wants me dead. Not exactly the punishment I expected for botching an assignment. To get our happy end on a luxury resort planet, we may have to do the one thing I don't want my mates to do: abduct another alien. When the abductee becomes the abductor, something is seriously wrong with the universe.

Did you really think we would just run off into the sunset and our lives would be all rainbows and sunshine? More like blood and dead bodies. With my sister living close by and getting her happily ever after, my life is pretty content. Even if I have to remind Neo that Melody is not his but don’t get me started on that. My life is as peaceful as it can be well the life of a serial killer can get anyways. My life is hardly what one would call calming or relaxing, not that I mind.

Just because Giselle’s two best friends fell in love with alien hybrids and are now living their happily ever after’s in the King’s compound doesn’t mean Giselle feels left out.... Sure they’ve got their adorable little half-alien winged babies and are happier than they’ve ever been but Giselle has a high-powered job and a full calendar of charity work and she’s...happy. Really. The positive affirmations she reads to herself every morning tell her so.

Once upon a time there was a middle-aged woman that, having been left unsatisfied by human men one too many times, decided to move to the mountains of Grimlake where monsters roamed. Her plan, though poorly laid out, was to seduce the first creature she came across and finally live out her fantasy. Unfortunately for our heroine, she took the wrong trail down to the village and found herself lost in the winter forest.

The Rocky Mountain Pack’s territory has always been her sanctuary. The one place where she was safe from those who track her, their pursuit merciless and unrelenting. But when Naya is taken from her very home, that refuge is violated. She’s exposed. There’s nowhere safe for her now. And her enemy is far more terrible than she ever imagined. An immortal, the woman can’t be killed. She’s lived a thousand years already. Naya is determined to find a way to end the immortal where none has been found before. She is a warrior. She’s trained her entire life to defeat the hunters.

I need more magic like I need a point-blank bullet to the head. All that dragon power Rhett’s already given me is churning around inside me, causing as much trouble as the great poohbah dragon protector himself, and he’s trouble walking in a pair of perfectly fitting jeans. Regardless of my desires, and I’ve got lots of them thanks to the two men who won’t stop shooting suggestive looks my way, more magic is exactly what I’ve got—plus a whole band of dragon shifters without it, heh, pointing fingers at me for taking what they think is theirs. Oopsie.

The people and creatures of Traitor’s Den are always getting into trouble. It’s the one thing I can count on. The longer they spend in the Den, the more the spell that keeps us all here has the chance to take effect, turning us all into my Uncle Tucker’s version of cowboys and cowgirls. Our little one-way town is always wild and outrageous, and no day is ever the same. But when Rhett Stead and Zeke Doyle tumble through the portal, our town’s signature wild Western flavor swells a couple of notches, especially since they seem to think I’m their mate or queen or...whatever.

Two years ago, everything changed for the remaining members of the Seattle rock band Tempest. Two years is a long time. Too long to keep on remembering. Not nearly long enough to forget. In trouble, with nowhere else to go, songstress Lace Lowell seeks refuge with the band during their stop in New York City.

When Bruno rides up on a Harley, all muscled and tattooed, it isn’t just the bike that purrs. I’m drawn to the wolf shifter in a way that can’t be denied. But when he can’t take his eyes off me, it’s not for the reason I’d hoped. He knows more about me than I do. My past isn't what I thought it was. My enemies are much more powerful than I’d ever imagined. My destiny alone remains the same. I’ll do whatever it takes to secure the future of werewolves.

My whole life is one tangled lie. A horrible deception. All my past choices steered by the woman who hunts me without pause. She’s powerful, vicious, and cruel, feared by the entire supernatural community. She’s also an immortal. Yeah, she can’t be killed—supposedly. Nothing like an insurmountable challenge, right?

From best-selling author Melanie A. Smith comes the first book in a new series of steamy contemporary medical romance standalone novels about life lessons that break all the rules. Some lessons are more fun when learned the hard way.... What’s the first rule of nurse’s club? That’s right: Never date a doctor. Which Sasha Suvorin has no intention of doing anyway, since she’s a nurse at Rutherford Hospital by day and working on her master’s degree by night. Who has time for dating, much less dating someone you work with? Bad idea much?