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Giana Cirone's life had been far from easy. After losing her hearing as a child, she had to adjust to a world of silence. To a world of misunderstanding, where she found herself constantly having to accommodate others. The ocean was the one place where she never felt misunderstood. It was where she felt at peace, and Giana was determined to save it, along with the marine life that called it home. She dedicated her existence to that cause, living a simple life—until one morning.

After the devastation on Daminius, Ophelia threw herself into restoration to cope with her losses. Two months later, answers to an ancient curse still evade her, a queen threatens her life, and war rages in the southern mountains. Despite her scars and the loved ones lost, Ophelia knows she must move forward for her people.

Ada has found her Prince Charming with Huxley but . . . she misses what she had with Noah. She feels incomplete and knows deep in her heart she is in love with him. She is just confused and so new to all of this that she is just as clueless as he is. When Lexi and Ada go on a special trip, one that was just for them and their mates, they find Saint and Noah have followed them.

For three years, ballet teacher Natalie Taggart has lived across the hall from grumpy, reclusive, sexy Greer Wilde. Save for a handful of hellos and the occasional heated glance, they never spoke to each other. Until the morning Greer lands on her doorstep, bleeding, beaten, and bullet-riddled. Greer doesn't need or want her help. He has only one goal: revenge. And nobody - not his brothers, and certainly not his too-hot-for-his-sanity next-door neighbor - is going to get in his way.

Most people would probably be embarrassed to land themselves back in their hometown and working at a pizzeria after an ugly divorce. Not me. It's home, and I have one last shot to make Wren Daniels see me as more than just her brother's best friend. When the opportunity to show her what's been right in front of her this whole time presents itself, I take it, holding nothing back this time. Wren thinks we're pretending, but there's nothing fake about the way I feel. After all, she's always had...a pizza my heart.

Leave it to my little brother to come back home announcing he knocked up his fiancee and the wedding has been moved . . . to next month. When he tries to set me up with one of his football buddies, I tell him I'll be bringing my own plus-one. Only problem? I'm hopelessly single.

They throw around words and phrases: "Could be the greatest ever..." "Revolutionary sound..." I don't give a sh*t about anything but my music. It's my art. My escape. Until I run into a fiery redhead coming out of the bathroom of my favorite dive bar. Literally run into her. Both of us pressed against the wall. Her panting against my neck. Bristol's different - quick-witted and snarky, not the usual groupie. She doesn't care that every record label in the country wants to sign my band. She didn't even know who we were until tonight. But, she wants me. They all do.

Headlands Hospital's hottest doctors. Brilliant. Good looking. And terribly off limits. I went to the hospital with an aching . . . need. And the handsome doctors made me all better with their big . . . instruments. I want to show them my . . . gratitude. But first I have make sure they don't find out my father is their boss. Or that I'm just finishing nursing school—and will start working with them next week.

It was the worst day of my life. The doctor walked in, told me the horrible news, and then my husband asked for a divorce two weeks later. Six months have passed and I'm in a much better place, but I'm pretty sure I'll never really get over it . . . Then my best friend introduces me to her brother-in-law, Neil Crimson, the world's most famous astronaut. He's just returned from a voyage to the moon where he's overseeing their new Lunar Labs project—and he's smokin' hot. Against my will, she sets me up on a date with him—and he actually says yes.

During her journey to the Mystique Mountains, Ophelia uncovered twisted secrets of love and war. Now, she's left to pick up the pieces while stepping into her new role. But when a chancellor of a minor clan delivers a destructive premonition, Ophelia's appointment is challenged, forcing her into a trial period—one that heightens the tensions already brewing in her relationships.

All my life, I've always been second choice. Second best. Second born. Maybe that's what possessed me to track down my father's most formidable enemy, the infamous Enzo Fikile. He's the nation's most eligible bachelor, and the biggest threat to the crime world I was born into. He's determined to claim his place... and I want to make a deal with the devil. Now I'm engaged to the man the rest of the world fears and there's no going back. Even as it all starts to feel a little too real. I hate him as much as I crave him.

The city's hottest bodyguards. Deadly. Fearless. Gorgeous as hell. And assigned to protect . . . me. Cal watches over me with . . . vigilance. Dexter is an amazing . . . shot. And Thorn is talented with . . . his hands. Just go on about your day, they say. Pretend we're not there. But how could I ignore the three hottest men I'd ever laid eyes on? It's true, I need them to stay alive. And when I realize they are watching me a little more closely than they have to, it seems like it's time to have some fun.

To some, having the attention of four princes might be a dream come true, but for Corina, it means four times the trouble. Escaping burning buildings, living off scraps, being hunted by vamps - those are storms she knows how to weather. It's having the entire world observe as she and the Dynasty's golden boys engage in a blood bond that has her shaken. For all she knows, it won't even produce a cure for the mysterious blood sickness like they're hoping, which could mean she'll be put to death anyway.

Sly Remington has a plan. And it does not involve falling in love with his high school crush, the literal girl next door. But sometimes, fate makes plans of its own....

Finley and her guys fought until the very end in the Winter Court of the Faerie Realm. They came away with the second piece of the map and left the Winter Court in better hands than when they arrived. After returning home, they received the next part of the poem, and where the third piece of the map is hidden. They have to travel through hell, literally, to get it. There's more than one surprise ready for them as Finley and her guys' journey through the nine levels of hell and into the very pits. A date with the devil is all she needs. Should be easy...right?

Love is strange. It comes out of nowhere, and there's no logic to it. It's not methodical. It's not scientific. It's pure emotion and passion. And emotion and passion can be dangerous because they fuel love...and hate. I'm now a reluctant connoisseur of both - an expert through immersion. I know them intimately. When I fell in love with Miranda, it was swift and blind. She was the person I'd elevated to mythical status in my head, in my dreams. Here's the thing about dreams: They're smoke.

Self-obsessed. Arrogant. Jerk. I mean...what sensible man would have nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist in his own office? And what sensible girl can avoid all those naughty thoughts then? He's in his 40s - old enough to be my father. OMG...those green eyes that I want to drown myself into, that smooth voice when he orders me around, and don't even get me started on the muscles...and those hard abs I saw that day in his office...oooh lord! Have mercy! Because I am compelled to...call him daddy! He says, "Age brings in experience," and I am so ready to surrender my V-card.

Rosalind Palmer was blessed with the perfect stage name. Or so she's been told. There are just a few problems with it: 1) Her family doesn't know she's a stripper. 2) She'd like to keep it that way. 3) She got over the nickname somewhere around seventh grade. Unfortunately - because she likes her job and she really likes her independence - her unexpected pregnancy means Rosalind's days on a pole are numbered. Even so, she's determined to make this co-parenting thing work.

What's a spelled, violin-wielding thief-for-hire to do when parts of a poem that lead to a map to unknown treasure falls into her lap? Follow it, of course. After being shot while retrieving the first piece of the map, Finley knows she's going to need some help with the next piece. On the road to figuring out where the second piece of the map is, a tip points her in the direction of three men. Obsidian, the hamrammr, Stolas, the hellhound, and Verkor, the unseelie fae. Finley gets a little more than she bargained for when they meet.

In an instant he became her hero. Then he became her lover and her friend. My name is Jaxon Hart. You watched me grow up. You watched me fight for my life. Now, I’m fighting for hers. From the second I laid eyes on Annika Leander, I wanted to help her. Protect her. Vindicate her. But she’s got baggage to get through. Hell, we both do. A funny thing happens, though, when you finally connect with someone in a different way than you ever have before. The baggage doesn’t seem so heavy. I suppose that’s really the only thing that matters when the heart gets involved.