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I did a bad, bad thing. Thanks to a blank in my memory, I'm not sure what that thing was, but it was horrible enough to get me locked up in the mental ward for seven years. Horrible enough that my little sister won't even speak to me. But when I'm released back into a town determined to rub my unknown sins in my face, the past isn't the only thing that's haunting me. The four "imaginary" friends who made my childhood bearable barge into my life in a very real way.

One wild night turns into two pink lines. Sleeping with the best man at my cousin’s wedding felt right at the time—he was a hot, available firefighter, and I was the tipsy maid of honor. It’s a rite of passage. No regrets… until two pink lines flipped my world upside down. Now I’m wildly unprepared and trying to hide my pregnancy in my small Alaskan town where privacy is a myth and gossip spreads faster than frostbite. But wait, it gets worse. Baby Daddy just came back to town—with a fiancée in tow. And guess who she wants to plan their wedding? Me. Keeping the secret was hard enough.

Jon-Tom has been trapped in a strange land of talking owls and wizarding turtles for a year now, his sole consolation that in this universe his musical abilities have inadvertently made him something of a sorcerer. But when an encounter with some burglars leads to him snapping the magical duar that channels his power, he finds himself an ordinary human again — on a quest to repair his instrument with nothing but his staff and his semi-faithful, ever-complaining otter sidekick to defend him.

My ex joined the anti-magick alliance. He branded me with their crest. Turns out, he’s played with the wrong witch. I grew up believing I was human. My entire town hated supers, but I’ve always been drawn to them. Especially mages.

Silas and I agree on one thing, and one thing only: my ruthless, heartless, narcissistic jerk of an ex-fiancé needs to be taken down a notch. So we do what anyone would do: we pretend to be a couple.

Faerie was a nightmare—twice kidnapped, magically bound, and held captive by my fated mate. But Eversus? That’s where the real party starts. And yes, I RSVP’d like an idiot. Sadie’s gone. Vanished without a trace. And the only lead we have points to a realm no sane person dares to enter: a pit of smoke and ash, ruled by demons and forgotten gods. A place no fae survives. Eversus. Vareck—the fierce, brooding King of Faerie—is determined to be my plus one into the twin hells. He says we’re bonded. That I belong to him. But I didn’t ask for a mate.

Vale Tenebris has a big problem–she needs to get her and her sister out of the Perder Lucem like yesterday. Living with a bunch of cave-dwelling magic hunters wouldn’t be so bad if she wasn’t hiding what she is from the very people sworn to kill her. Her escape plans crumble to dust when she has to choose between the freedom she longs for and saving her sister from the clan leader’s son. Forced to use the unruly magic, she exposes the one thing that would mean her execution.

There are probably worse things than being stuck in a remote cabin with the rugged-yet-grumpy forest ranger who saved my life in a blizzard. Getting mauled by a bear, for example, though I might prefer that to eating breakfast with Gideon Bell, the guy who nearly ruined my life when we were kids. It was twenty years ago. We haven’t spoken since. Our families still hate each other, and our lives are completely different. I’m not sure we’ve got anything in common besides childhood memories.

For me, choice might as well be a wish. My parents died in a fiery car crash when I was barely sixteen. I’m gay. I’m also totally in love with my brother. I didn’t choose any of that. In fact, I’ve tried like hell to deny it. But here I am in all my gay, brother-loving, no-parentals glory. Technically, Max isn’t my brother. Not by blood anyway. That should make it less ick, right? Considering he calls my parents mom and dad, probably not. Also, did I mention he’s straight?

I swore I’d never take another mate. Not after the last one nearly broke me—bone, blood, and soul. So when Styx shows up at my door with a red dress, a cryptic invitation, and a look that says "trust me" (which I absolutely do not), I should’ve slammed the door in her smug face. Instead, I ended up at the All Hallows’ Eve Ball. In heels. Surrounded by strangers. And then… him.

Getting drunk after finding out your boyfriend of four years cheated? Totally normal. Keying his new girlfriend's car? Understandable. Finding out that car actually belongs to someone else? A nightmare. Now, Maxine finds herself working for Reid to pay off the repairs. The older man is bossy and demanding, overprotective and overbearing.

For 28 years, I’ve kept the woman I love close. Too close. Penny Atkins has been my best friend and secret crush for as long as I can remember. But I never dared to make a move, too afraid of wrecking our lifelong friendship. So, of course, when I finally convince myself to just suck it up and tell her that I've been in love with her since we were kids, I find out she's engaged. I waited too long, and now she's rushing into marriage with another man.

As my powers surge, and the fierce love I feel for my mages intensifies, a discovery no one expected is about to change everything. With the Anti Magick Alliance closing in on me, the Bureau convinced I murdered a helpless human, and the Human Extinction League getting ready to unleash their plans on Phoenix Falls, I'll need all the strength I can find to survive.

Elvis is spending his golden years at the Mud Creek Shady Grove Convalescence Home alongside a man claiming to be President John F. Kennedy. Strange sights and sounds leads the two to discover an ancient Egyptian mummy stalking the corridors of their retirement home. They soon face off against the monster...but will anyone believe their story or shrug it off as more tall tales?

My captor, my enemy, and my fated mate. I’m the best bounty hunter in the business. I find lost artifacts that people would kill to possess. I’m also broke. When a notorious leprechaun offers me a job I can’t refuse, I realize too late I’m not hunting an object. The contract was simple; steal the prince, escape unseen. Spoiler alert: I failed. Horribly. The moment I step into the fae kingdom beyond the veil, I feel it—someone watching me. Waiting for me.

I fell in love with my best friend's dad when I was seventeen. He seemed like some kind of heathen god, big enough to kill a man with his bare hands, tattooed with bright, bold images, and weathered by time and a short stint in prison. Blind to the consequences, I made a mistake that ran him out of town and ruined his life. Now, he's back after all these years––hating me more than the day he left.

Back in London, Gideon and his colleagues: journalist Aloysius Bent, airship pilot Rowena Fanshawe, and Maria, the mechanical girl to whom Gideon has lost his heart, are dragged into a case that is confounding the Metropolitan Police. For the city is on the edge of mass rioting due to the continuing reign of terror by the serial killer known only as Jack the Ripper, who is rampaging though London's less salubrious quarters. 

I was supposed to lay low while my Hollywood drama blew over. Not fall for a man with golden retriever energy who isn’t afraid to take what he wants. When I find myself back in the odd little town of Tipp, Montana, the last person I expect to fall for is an army vet turned cowboy. Let alone discover he was my first kiss all those years ago. Back then, I never even knew his name. Josh Laredo is smart, successful, and sexy as hell.

I was free. Free of the confines of my past. Free to explore who I really am. Now I'm back, stuck in a cage with the monsters of my past holding me hostage while I do everything in my power to escape. The difference is that now I know what my life can be. Now I know what it's like when my every desire is fulfilled. Now I know how it is when their obsessions are uncaged. The three men who I know will stop at nothing to get me back. But I don't need them to save me. I'm determined to save myself.

I might be blind, but I still should have seen that he was trouble. He's a scheming billionaire perched on the brink of dominance. Cold. Calculating. Ruthless. A king. Roman Kincaid is everything I'm not… a titan of real estate. A god among men. A man who owns the entire world. Almost… Despite being handicapped and the caretaker of every wounded animal that comes my way, I am not exempt from catching his attention. I can't make out the color of his eyes, but I can still feel their heat.