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Upon arriving back home, my mates and I are greeted with unrest in the streets and within the palace itself. I have been labeled a traitor to our nation, and Camila is calling for my head. Not everyone wants me dead, though. In this new world, my supporters are hidden in the shadows, waiting for me to give them a voice. When we’re captured by the king, I’m separated from the men who have stolen my heart and ruled my body for so long. Alone, I must face the monster who raised me - King Ocelot himself. At last, I can ask the questions I have wanted answered for so long.

With the wind at our backs and the dagger forcing our will, we’re on our way to find my next mate. New information from my brother makes me question everything. There’s no escaping what’s to come. A creature from the wild will hold me tight, but what if I’m already in pieces?

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.

A lawyer and a paralegal get trapped in an elevator—it sounds like the beginning of a bad joke, but it’s not a joke. It’s my life. It’s been hours with no sign of rescue, and the only thing I know for sure is that if I don’t manage to either get out of here or under him soon, I’m going to go insane.

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.

As a princess, you’d think I lived a blessed life. But like all second-born children of shifter couples, I am a lowly human. The most I can hope for is that when my older sister takes the throne, she’ll consider me unimportant enough to let me marry for love. First, I have to get her to the throne.

Against all odds, Calla is adjusting to her new life alongside the vampires who brought her into the supernatural world. As they work to bring longtime enemies together, to forge a better future for vampires and humans alike, they must find a way to mend the rifts created long before Calla even existed. But the rocky relationship between the vampires and those who hunt them isn’t the only threat. An ancient dynasty of vampires close to them is hellbent on destroying their peace and the life Calla has built with her mates.

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.

Corrupting angels should be fun. But damn it. It’s more soul-crushing and infuriating work than I expected. Especially when Lucifer, a.k.a. Lucian, is a lying sack of demon guts and would much prefer to rule Hell alone.

Meet Clarke Carpenter, a thirty-year-old nanny and student who desires a life more substantial than her own, full of magic and wonder. After moving to the city, hoping to overcome her insecurities and claim a more vibrant life, her world unexpectedly upturns when she is accused of murdering her roommate. Clarke’s dreams of a fairytale existence are obliterated…or are they?

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?

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.

The Balance has been irrevocably altered, and I’ve found myself in the clutches of a blood mage. One that I find myself drawn to in more ways than one. I didn’t think it possible. Another mate? I could barely handle the three I already had. Our bond circle is tested as the true enemy emerges from the shadows. We must fight together as one or we will all fall. The fate of the world lies in my hands. Alone, I’m not powerful enough to save it. Can I depend on my mates to get along and join together to fight against the evil threatening us?

I am not supposed to exist—my parents murdered for their forbidden union. I’m a creature born of light and dark, of Heaven and Hell, and it's up to me to hold these fragile worlds together. And I’m back here, where I never thought I’d be, surrounded by devastatingly handsome males who’d give their lives for me. And all I want to do is go home, back to earth, but the balance has been threatened and I’m the only one who can set it right.

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.

Havel, Matar and Xil have failed too many times to count. Luckily, there’s help available for failed kidnappers: a diploma offered by the Intergalactic University. To complete their course, these three sexy aliens need to abduct a human female - and they’re graded on it. The problem is, the human female has no intentions of being abducted, not even to help them get the universe’s most recognised abduction qualification.

When I arrive in the Cheetah Nation with my two lovers, my sister, and our enigmatic guard, nothing goes as planned. After being hospitalized for a human illness, I wake to find myself a prisoner to famous billionaire cheetah, Sir Kenosi. Any woman in the world would be overjoyed at the opportunity to slide between the insatiable entrepreneur’s sheets, but he’s not interested in Kitty Chasers. He wants me.

My best friend and I want the same girl. But Lace Lowell is mine. She was mine first. She’ll be mine forever. Sure, she was his friend when they were kids, long before I ever met her. But that’s in the past. This is now. I’m Warren Jinkins. War. My name is my battle cry. I take what I want. I don’t ask, and I want her.

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.