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Only one woman makes him want to howl. Amarok lives on a ranch in the boonies for a reason. Hundreds of acres where he can run four-legged and furry. But most of all, privacy. What he wants doesn't stop a perky human from showing up at his door wanting to study the wildlife on his land. He'd prefer to study her. Naked. Utter madness. He's got secrets and a past he can't forget. He knows better than to risk it all on love. However, he can't resist her. Has to have her. And when she's threatened, he'll do anything to protect her.

Zaena's story continues as she continues to learn that her knowledge of humanity is closer to the twentieth than the present day twenty-first century. She's got attitude, magic, and a sacred armor pendant and she needs to save her people!

Diana Sheen and her team have been the Feds' go-to Agents when magical trouble threatens. Their ongoing mission to collect dangerous Rhazdon Artifacts is more important than ever. Enemies don't stand a chance. Cutting-edge technology, honed magical skills, and artifact weapons gave them an advantage. But what happens when the Feds they trusted no longer trust them? Diana, Rath the troll, Cara, Bryant, and the rest of the team will have to turn to the allies they've made on their missions. Can any of it be enough when the foundations you counted on have turned on you?

We're all that stands between Avilion and ruin. The Seelie Palace was destroyed, and the royal family is in danger. But the Unstained Souls aren't done with us. Fortunately, the guys are willing to put their differences aside to search for the princess—and the Queen herself is ready to go on the warpath and destroy all mortals living in the Fae lands. But if we don't find her in time...this might be the end of everything we know.

Young, brash, and impulsive, Rune backs up a brag by ascending Skull Hill to play fiddle for the malevolent spirit that resides there, striking a bargain with the ghost to surrender her soul if he tires of her playing before sunrise.

I thought being Karma would be a cinch. I thought wrong. Turns out someone knows what I did to my jerk ex and his sleazy girlfriend. Or at least they left me a note telling me they knew, not that they bothered to sign it. When my ex is reported missing and cops from my old town start sniffing around, I know I'm in trouble. What's worse? I find a body outside my house.

It's been a long trip, and the body count has been devastating. But despite all their losses, Quincy Harker and his team must soldier on and finish the job. And this job is hunting the SOB that's been making their lives a living hell for the last two years.

Cassie Palmer, once a down on her luck clairvoyant and now the chief seer of the supernatural world, is in the fight of her life. While on a rescue mission in Faerie, she is kidnapped by a king of the fey named Aeslinn. He is her sworn enemy and has every reason to want to kill her, yet instead he offers a trade: her life for that of her lover, John Pritkin.

My new role is not to be taken lightly, but I don't even know where the hell to start. I've had to learn to be vulnerable enough to admit when I need help from those that I trust, and right now...I need all the help I can get in the oncoming war. I must gather the Queens and their armies from all of the realms and pray that we can formulate a plan to destroy Erebus and his dark army for good.

Mackenzie Grey is tying up loose ends before she says goodbye to the life she knows. In doing so, that means closing up all her cases that are left open at the Supernatural Investigative Unit, and nothing prepares her for the blood thirsty vampires roaming the streets of New York City. It is time to rein them in and bring order back to the city. Except Kenz is just as blood thirsty as they are.

Twelve years ago, I was hobbled by my alpha, cast out of my pack, and forced into an unfriendly world without any protection. Despite being unable to shift, I have talents the others don't have. I can see the spirits of dead people, for one. And I have a knack for fighting rogue supernaturals. My ex-alpha will never let me back in, but there's another alpha in the city. Something has been killing his wolves, and he wants me to destroy it before it takes another one. He'll triple my going rate—but that's not the thing that makes me agree to help him. He says he can free my wolf.

When one of Santa's reindeer meets a grisly end during the annual A Downtown Dickens Christmas Festival, Rue realizes her enemies are closing in on her location, and Samford will pay the price. But when one creature turns into two, and two into three, and then three into four, Rue knows the problem is bigger than a singular threat to her new hometown. And that's before a holiday shopper strolls into Hollis Apothecary claiming to be a long-lost relative. Of her father's.

Theo has rallied a mighty horde at his back. As the orc Wargod said to him, the Patriarch of the Hearthwood Clan can't save Deania, but the Chief of the Blackgorge Tribe can. With an army at his back, Theo plans to do just that. The nations surrounding Deania have decided to attack. But while they're away, who's going to be protecting their homes? Theo plans to lead the orcs who would have invaded Deania into the lands of their enemies instead. In doing so, he hopes to drive this enemy army away before Countess Frostweaver finishes whatever she's planning back in the capital.

As a necromancer, Shae loses a little more of himself every time he uses his magic. Always cold, always touch-starved, the only thing that helps is human contact. But that's hard to come by when those same dark powers scare everyone away from him. Nobody likes a necromancer. Arthur's still bitter and broken after his last lover stabbed him in the back, and the last thing he needs is another brush with evil. When he agrees to escort the wandering necromancer north, he's just doing a public service. But he never expected Shae to be so clingy. Or distractingly attractive.

G'day. I'm not really a pet anymore, but you might as well keep calling me Pet. It's not like I'm gunna tell you my name anyway. And if I sound stroppy, well, I am. First, I was threatened. Now, someone has cut off my house from the human world and left my emotional support vampire on the human side. On the inside, it's just me and an emotionally compromised fae; outside, a closed arena in the world Behind, where everyone is out to kill us and a few of that everyone might actually be capable of it.

This is the ride of my life, and I've faced every single challenge that came my way by charging in and getting it done. Now, this might be my greatest challenge ever. To save my godson's life, I will have to travel to the unknown world of the Fae and navigate the dark and dangerous halls of the Unseelie King's palace to plant my butt on his throne. If my enemies want to come after me, they better bring a burn kit because my magic is hotter than dragon's fire, hot enough to burn them to cinder and I'm all out of dickens to give.

My name is John Taylor. I'm a PI for hire in the Nightside, the dark and corrupt city within the city of London. Where the sun never shines and where pleasure and horror are always on sale—for the right price. Not a nice place to visit or a nice place to live. So you wouldn't think I would care that it was about to be destroyed, by none other than my very own long-missing, not-quite-human mom. But I do. I was born here, I live here, and I got friends here. They might not all be acceptable in polite company, but they're my friends, nonetheless.

It's time to become the queen I was prophesied to be. The journey to save my kingdom and restore balance to the realm might break me, but I'll be damned if I give up without one hell of a fight. I'm not that arrogant girl they all knew in my previous life. Let them underestimate me, it'll make victory that much sweeter. I'm coming for your Anshar, and not in the way you'd like.

For decades gargoyles have patrolled the night in Montreal Ward. They are dubbed Guardians by the humans and fae who live on the fringes of society, those who survive in neighborhoods the police don't care about. But when a Guardian is accused of murder, their reputation blackens. Mason promised to return from France with the one weapon capable of killing the formidable witch who was reborn from the bloodstone, but no one has heard from him in months.

John Taylor is the name. I work the Nightside. Only in that dark heart of London where it's always three A.M., where human and inhuman can feed their darkest desires, do I feel at home. Probably because I was born there. What I do is find things - people, objects - and in this case, the truth about the origins of the Nightside. That's what Lady Luck has hired me to investigate. But the more I dig, the more I discover, not about the Nightside but about the great question in my life: exactly who - and what - was my long-vanished mother.