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Kincaid Family Enterprises sits atop a Vegas real estate empire. Some of our business is legal, while parts hide in the shadows. That's where I come in. Enforcer who does the dirty work. Not talented enough to be King. Not smart enough to be CEO. Not clever enough to think our way out of a war that threatens to take everything we've worked to build. Until fate and circumstance align, and I find myself with the perfect chance. Frame our enemies and win this war. The catch? I'll have to fake my own death.

My family's roots run deep, and my responsibilities are clear. My family and Rhodes Hotels, my family business. As a father first, I've always put my daughter above everything, living in a carefully maintained world close to my ex-wife, ensuring peace. I never expected to fall in love again and find the kind of passion I had with Aurora. I thought it would be easy, but when I introduced her to my daughter, it shattered the delicate balance of my life, forcing me to make regrettable choices that hurt the only woman I ever loved.

I was matched once. An Alpha who promised me forever, who made me believe in all those things they say about true mates. And then I lost him. After that, I stopped dreaming. Stopped hoping. I told myself some bonds only come once in a lifetime… and mine was already gone. So when a surprise inheritance drags me from city life to a ranch in the middle of nowhere, I plan to keep things simple. Sign the papers. Sell the land. Drive away and forget this place ever existed. Then I meet them. Cash. Walker. Ridge. Three Alphas with stubborn streaks, patient smiles, and that maddening cowboy charm.

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.

I had to stop and help. There was no question in my mind that it was the right thing to do, even after I noticed his one percent patch. The Kings of Anarchy MC were notorious in my hometown. Not only did I turn over the evidence to the club, but I drove to the hospital and stayed to make sure Bigfoot would be okay. That started his obsession with me. I wasn't sure about getting more involved with the club, or a single father who was a decade older than me, but there was no denying he was irresistible.

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.

On a sun-soaked island getaway, two architects, Brynne and Colin, meet by chance and indulge in a whirlwind romance, blissfully unaware that their paths are tangled by fate. Their passionate affair ignites a bond filled with dreams and promises. Colin vows to find Brynne once they've left paradise behind, and Brynne promises to welcome him into her life with open arms.

Survive Demon Reform Academy, break the curse, seal my fate, and destroy Dark Veil before it destroys demonkind. The curse woven into my soul wasn't just draining my powers—it was killing me. And the only way to break it was to claim each one of my mates, ensuring all five matebonds connected to my soul were sealed. But that meant delving into the broken parts of their souls—and worse, facing the darkness dwelling within my own. Dark Veil's corruption was relentless, a plague spreading through the Demon Capital. They wouldn't stop until I was dead.

All I wanted was the minibar. Instead, I got a mate and a magical meltdown. I only planned to visit my estranged, slightly off-her-rockers grandmother at her inn and maybe find a little closure. Instead, I get blown up, turned into a werewolf (excuse me, shifter), and found out I’m at the center of a prophecy that might doom the supernatural world. No pressure. Oh, and I apparently have a mate. Cade Westin, the dangerously hot alpha with a death stare and a talent for destruction. He says he’s bound to protect me, but I’m not sure even he can stop what’s coming.

The game’s afoot once more as the long-suffering Dr. John Watson and a partially decomposed Warlock Holmes (though he’s getting better) face off against Moriarty’s gang, the Pinkertons, flesh-eating horses, a parliament of imps, boredom, Surrey, a succubus, an overly Canadian aristocrat, a tricycle-fight to the death and the dreaded Pumpcrow. Oh, and a hell-hound, one assumes.

I'm Beau Bodine, and someone's been keeping one hell of a secret from me. Mira Sen shows up out of nowhere and drops a bombshell: she's been raising my daughter—her niece—for the past two and a half years. A daughter I didn't even know existed. I should be furious, and I am, but Mira's sister—who recently passed away—had convinced her I didn't want to have anything to do with my kid.

For the last three months, I survived the desert campus filled with vicious demons while being haunted by the scars of my past. But when students began succumbing to the grasp of dark magic, my power spiraled out of control, intent on consuming every bit. With an uncanny ability to devour the darkness infecting others, I became a beacon for the attention of Dark Veil, the depraved society pulling the strings behind it all.

Mycroft Canner is a convict. For his crimes he is required, as is the custom of the 25th century, to wander the world being as useful as he can to all he meets. Carlyle Foster is a sensayer--a spiritual counselor in a world that has outlawed the public practice of religion, but which also knows that the inner lives of humans cannot be wished away.

Being a romance writer means drawing inspiration from many things, and when I met Dallin, I knew I had the perfect muse. He was everything women read about—tall, tattooed, and irresistibly delicious. Oh, did I mention successful too? He swept me off my feet and right into his bedroom where he awakened things in me, I had only ever written about. He was the bad boy who rode a motorcycle, and I was the good girl next door, yet together we were perfect. Or so I thought. Dallin wants to share me.

I'm Sebastian Boone, and my life is a lesson in how to destroy a marriage. For twenty-two years, Lia was my partner, my anchor, the steady force behind our family. While I worked, she raised our children, ran our home, and supported me without question. I didn't see how much I was taking for granted. But there's always a last straw. For Lia, it was the day of her graduation when I didn't bother to show up. After years of putting everyone else first, she was finally doing something for herself, earning a degree and starting a career. I dismissed it as unimportant.

The Fates had dealt me a twisted hand. After a lifetime of abuse aimed at awakening a power I never even possessed, I devoured my mother's soul. Suddenly, I was face-to-face with a father who was oblivious to my existence and burdened with the knowledge that I was the sixth soul eater in all of Kalista.

I'm trapped in an engagement that feels like a life sentence. Likely why I had that extra glass of champagne at my getaway bachelorette party. This isn't some beautiful beginning, it's the end of my life... But when I stumble into the wrong hotel room, I run smack into the most sinfully delicious man I've ever laid eyes on…

I like it when people stare. I like the attention. I've never been drawn to the meek or mild. At least, not until I met Hannah Kate, the journalist hired by Dallin to do a story on Twisted Ink and feature me as its best artist. Even her name screams good girl next door. And that's exactly what she is. Sweet. Innocent. Pure. Everything I'd ruin if I had even a small taste of her. The problem? The two hulking neanderthals she's linked herself to in a surprisingly sexy throuple.

I'm Noah Carter, and this is my confession. My story is one of vengeance that twisted into a love I never saw coming. My target? Baron Hunt, the man whose ruthlessness shattered my family. The plan was simple: seduce his daughter Stella to force her father's hand, making him pay for his past transgressions. She became an unwitting pawn in a game of retribution that was supposed to end with my victory. Instead, I realized that the heart doesn't follow the rules of revenge.

Someone is stalking Audrey Young. And she has no idea why. Complicating matters is her landlord and new neighbor, Josiah Haven. She doesn’t usually go for the big, surly lumberjack type. But there’s something about that broody man. He intimidates her a little, but she kind of likes it. She could totally handle the mess that is her life, except the strange feeling of being watched is just the beginning. Next thing Audrey knows, she’s a target, and she doesn’t know who’s behind it or why. For Josiah Haven, none of that makes her his problem.