Lowen Ashleigh is a struggling writer on the brink of financial ruin when she accepts the job offer of a lifetime. Jeremy Crawford, husband of best-selling author Verity Crawford, has hired Lowen to complete the remaining books in a successful series his injured wife is unable to finish. Lowen arrives at the Crawford home, ready to sort through years of Verity's notes and outlines, hoping to find enough material to get her started. What Lowen doesn't expect to uncover in the chaotic office is an unfinished autobiography Verity never intended for anyone to read.

Ryder, Garrett, Kenzo, and Diesel - The Vipers. Their deals are as sordid as their business, and their reputation is enough to bring a grown man to his knees, forcing him to beg for mercy. They are not people you mess with, yet my dad did. The old man ran up a debt with them and then sold me to cover his losses. Yes, sold me. They own me now. I’m theirs in every sense of the word. But I’ve never been meek and compliant.

Beckett: If you’re reading this, well, you know the last-letter drill. You made it. I didn’t. Get off the guilt train, because I know if there was any chance you could have saved me, you would have. I need one thing from you: get out of the army and get to Telluride. My little sister Ella’s raising the twins alone. She’s too independent and won’t accept help easily, but she has lost our grandmother, our parents, and now me. It’s too much for anyone to endure. And here’s the kicker: there’s something else you don’t know that’s tearing her family apart.

We're not free to give into this. She's 19, and I'm 38. And I'm her boyfriend's father. Unfortunately, they both just moved into my house.

Eight years ago I fell into a secret summer fling with my best friend’s little sister before our lives went in different directions. Now, I’m the grumpy to Juliet’s sunshine on a popular dating podcast we host, and when a wealthy fan gives us a charming coastal cottage as the biggest thank you ever, we head to the town where I grew up to give it a makeover. And find the house has only one bed. Located under a mirrored ceiling.

While Milana and Anwynn both fight to keep themselves alive and the realm safe, the world waits for prophecy to become reality. For the promethean will rise, and when she does, the world will quake with awareness.

I hate Felix Malone with all my heart and soul. He's the second-born son of a murderous don. The newest leader of the Malone mafia family now that his father is dead. If I could have hoped a change in management would mean a positive shift for the notorious crime family, I'm proven wrong as Felix quickly settles into his new role and lays scourge on New York City. He believes he's not as bad as the man who came before him, purely because the women he beds survive the night. But Felix is just a different kind of evil.

Vivacious Vivienne has finally won her family's approval by getting engaged to the wealthy and upright John Vandergrift. But when threatened by a vicious blackmail scheme, it is to her childhood friend that Vivienne turns; the deliciously wicked Viscount Dashiell. Lord Dashiell promised himself long ago that his friendship with Vivienne would be the one relationship with a woman that he wouldn't ruin. He agrees to help her just to keep the little hothead safe, but soon finds that Vivienne has grown up to be very, very dangerous to all of Dash's best intentions.

When Vestaris Moonshadow learns she can walk among the living, it becomes a race against time to escape the hells and her controlling father—the god of death himself. Thrust into the mortal city of Ollora, Vestaris knew adapting would take time. What she didn’t expect was being swept up in eons-old political warfare between fae, humans, demons, and gods.

Some people exist in the blessed light of day, but I'm not one of those people. I exist in the bleak grey of a post-twilight world, where the warmth is sucked from the air and the weightless shadows come out to play. I wasn’t always like this, but a year ago something terrible happened, and now I have a darkness inside me.

Trying to accept her mother's belief that the women of the Towne family are blessed, not cursed, with supernatural abilities, twenty-seven-year old Alice leaves a disapproving Boston husband to housesit for the summer in tiny Hawthorne, a historic village famous in the 1800s for its peppermint farms and the large, herbal-essence distilleries that flourished around the Massachusetts township. She settles into a beautiful old home with a tragic reputation.

Verona doesn't believe in Hell when her life is already a living one. After all, she's underemployed, reeling from a harsh breakup, and her graduate degree is slipping through her fingers. As if her life can't get any worse, a mishap with a cursed grimoire sends her to Limbo, where she finds out that she's the reincarnation of the witch responsible for condemning Lo–the Archdemon of Wrath–to Limbo until the curse is broken.

When the vicious Blood Brotherhood prince I’ve been hidden from all my life finally comes to claim me at my wedding and kills my heinous groom, he gives me one choice—stay here and take my chances with the unknown force raining poisoned arrows on my ceremony or leave with him as his bride. He’s the man I was raised to fear. He’s the most ruthless warrior in all of Malhaven. Few dare to even speak his name. But with my family’s safety on the line, I choose the unthinkable and agree to become his queen.

For seventeen years, Leon lived a sheltered life, on the safe side of the stone wall encircling the Kingdom of Isle, behind the white bricks piled high to make up the castle he called home. On his wedding night, on the day he married the love of his life, tragedy befalls the Kingdom’s new Prince. With his wife’s life on the line, he must venture out into a world that means him harm. He must do as he was told by a stranger sent by a mysterious Warlock holed up in a cave at the top of Mount Procella: He must journey due north.

My name is Bird Howsley, and I'm a beautiful disaster. Okay, "beautiful" is probably being generous. But the "disaster" part is right. In a brutal dystopian waterworld, where survival depends on skill and smarts, I'm pretty much always one bad decision away from watching my life go completely down the drain. Luckily, I have a lifeline: my cute, level-headed sailing teacher, Sargo Paz. Did I say cute? I didn't mean cute. He's just a friend. I definitely don't have weird sex dreams about him.

Rose Henderson is an extremely naïve girl. During high school, she and her parents were academics, so she didn't participate in school activities, didn't date, and didn't have any boy or girlfriends. Then, when she arrived at college, her world openes up to something she never considers. She experiences new foods, new entertainment, and a whole new way to see life and love, but at what cost?

A life forgotten: When Gwynneth awakens from a horrible accident without her memory, she is plagued by terrorizing dreams that seem too real to ignore. Having no idea who she is or where she belongs, she has no choice but to depend on the man who saved her as small glimpses of her forgotten world continue to plague her.

Fight, win, advance my alpha's agenda, and keep my family safe. Simple. Until my little sister is taken, and everything around me comes crashing down. Betrayed by the pack I swore fealty to, I cut ties and started hunting for Harlow on my own. Little did I know that my search would put me on a collision course with everything I'd been running from. I've been hiding for years, protecting my secrets and my family at all costs while lurking in the shadows where it's safe. Now, I'm stuck with a group of shifter knights in shining armor who think they can help me.

Alyx was not born to be an assassin, but life is hard for orphaned children in the kingdom. With no other choice, she picks up the blade and forges herself into a weapon, becoming part of an infamous underworld gang, the Daggers. Years later, despite her cold-heartedness, she saves a man from a fate worse than death. That man turns out to be none other than the king. With his sights set on Alyx and the skills she possesses, he offers her a deal she cannot refuse—pretend to be his betrothed and discover who is plotting to kill him in return for everything she has ever desired.

Every night, when I close my eyes, I relive that moment. The heat, the smoke, and the cruel smile on her face. For the longest time, I believed them. All I wanted was to find a place to belong, to be needed. But who could ever need me, a prey shifter? How can a rabbit be useful, especially when I lack elemental magic?