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I should have known my life would come crashing down when I met a mysterious masked man in the gardens of the ball and kissed him. Or rather...he kissed me. Passionately. Before I had a second to catch my breath, we were attacked by rogue witches. And his mask slipped. Only my luck would reveal the prince of the Hawthorn coven, notorious for dark magic. He offers his protection from the assailants, and with danger around every corner, I accept. Albeit, a bit ungraciously. The heat between us is nearly irresistible, but can I truly trust the prince of a dark coven?

Perrie Madeline failed to escape Quinsey Wolfe’s Glass Vault, and she became trapped in her enemy’s clutches. No longer the master of her own mind, Perrie serves a new purpose as the Bride. She is now bent on destroying the world with her demon lover—Vale. Maisie Jaser is determined to save her cousin, even if it means forming an alliance with an old friend, one who makes her feel things she would rather forget. But as they embark on the journey through a trail of carnage left by the immortals, they soon realize that finding Perrie is more difficult than Maisie ever imagined.

One of the scariest vampires in Midnight Harbor loves me. I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing, but I'm not going to look too closely at it. Not when secrets are coming out about my past and a rival vampire is hellbent on not only possessing me, but my sister too. If I want to survive the secrets and plotting, I'm going to need Bran Duval by my side. Having him in my bed is just a bonus.

No blood. No body. No murder. That’s what the police found after Penelope spun her bizarre tale. In a hysterical state, she said her father was butchered and eaten by a mob of birds—in her bedroom. They claim she’s crazy. That she suffers from delusions. Penelope is dead set on proving them wrong. After being institutionalized for eight months, Penelope is out and more determined than ever to find answers to her so-called hallucinations.

I play defense for the Boston Brawlers. Aidan means "fiery", Liam means "protector", and isn't that what you want your defenseman to be? The fiery protector of your team? No wonder most women think I'm a clown and a player. I don't bother disabusing them of the notion since I hardly want to get serious.

Perrie Madeline lives a simple life. Her only concern is deciding whether or not to let herself fall for her hot friend, August Hartley. That is, until a strange museum known as Quinsey Wolfe’s Glass Vault appears overnight and people around her begin to go missing.

Sorry to whoever wrote the scripts for the fairytales I grew up watching in movies as a kid, but, bro, you got it all wrong. Fabulous floor-length gowns and fairy godmothers don't appear out of nowhere, promising to fix your problems when you're at your lowest, crying on a bench in a torn dress. Random animals have never cleaned anything I've ever owned, and though I would bend over backward to have a pet dragon that breathes fire, the best I can hope for is a small-bearded dragon...and they can't fly.

Lucifer, God, and I walk into a room.... There's no joke, well, not really. Now that Heaven has fallen all five of us are forced to co-inhabit Lucifer's castle up on the mountain high above the crash site. Tensions run high, my princes are at their wit's end, and I'm pretty sure I'm falling in love with everyone single one of them.

Several months after the heartbreaking events in the ruins of the Isla Del Sol, all Riley wants is to resolve her complicated past and move on with life. Pregnant, married, and safe, she never expects to be kidnapped while on vacation with her husband.

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Secrets are starting to come out about my past, and the only thing that feels real anymore is my annoyingly hot vampire neighbor, Bran Duval. He made me a promise to help me uncover my past, but I didn't know those promises included the heat of his touch. Bran and I don't always see eye to eye, but when we're alone together in the dark, everything feels right, even if some of the things he does to me might be so very bad. As my Pledge draws nearer, and more secrets come out, I can't help but wonder: Who am I? Or better yet, what am I?

Brandon had it rough growing up, and he acted out, becoming known as the town's bad boy. But becoming a single father changed his entire life around. Yet his reputation still keeps him dragged through the mud, despite him doing everything he can to prove that he's a changed man. But when Amy pops up in his way—quite literally—can things finally begin looking up for him?

Three sexy, tattooed, alpha presidents...and she's at the center of them all. The one man who always promised to love me - to take care of me - ruined me.Joey? He's my hero.Joey saw me - broken, barely surviving - barely breathing - and he taught me how to breathe again. He gave me a purpose. But we were oil and water. And Joey? He was the oil - trapping me, smothering me. But I love him - I love this man with every fiber of my being. He's made me promise to keep him with me because without him, I'm not living. I'm dying. And when River steps into my life?

I've woken up in Heaven as I wanted when I first passed, but it's definitely not what I want now. Jehovah—or God, as most know him—is holding me captive for more reasons than one. To mock and hurt Lucifer, stop his sons from falling in love with me, and to cause general chaos between the three realms. A war brews right over the horizon as I fight against my feelings for Jehovah and dive back to where I belong...with my demons. As a prophecy unfolds, all I can think is that the fight between good and evil is a lot more complicated than it seems

"I want to spend your last semester getting you out of those pearls, and on your knees.” That’s what he said to me when he discovered that, with five months of college left, I was financially cut off. Young, wickedly handsome, and politically incorrect, Graham was unlike any man I’d met. If you’re wondering if I told him off—if the night ended with me slapping that delicious smirk right off his face—that didn’t happen. My name is Elle Courtney, and I’m the first to admit my mistakes. And Senator Graham Delaney? Well, he always gets exactly what he wants.

With the body-hopping supernatural psychos finally vanquished, it seems like it might be time to relax. You know, have some fun. Hang out with my friends. Focus on my magical education. And, if all goes according to plan, take my relationship with Kai to the next level. Trust me, having spent my early-20s locked up in an institution, I’m more than ready to celebrate that particular rite of passage. But if I’ve learned anything in my short time in the world of witches, it’s never to let your guard down.

It's near impossible to ignore my vampire neighbor, Bran Duval, when he has a habit of shucking off his clothes while the blinds are up. He's playing games with me, but I don't mind a challenge. Only problem is, I'm supposed to pledge myself to a rival vampire family and now all I can think about is Bran Duval, black sheep of the Duval vampire family, and the wicked things he's promising to do to me in the dark.

I learned very young that love had the power to destroy us, and vowed never to lose myself to love another. I escaped Texas, and broke his heart to save myself. Five years later, my dreams shattered, and I’m on a bus back to the place I never wanted to be in. But, sometimes, the thing you’re most scared of has the power to save you in the end.

Tragedy befalls the town of Misty Point when local veterinarian, Dr. Arnie Stokes, is shot at the Hand in Paws Animal Clinic. The investigation leads the Misty Point Police Department directly to Megan Stanford, who has now inherited ownership of the grant that has continued to keep the clinic running. When thefts of drugs and medical supplies are uncovered, the attacks appear to be coordinated with other animal shelters. As Christmas approaches, Megan, Nick, and her friends look to keep the spirit of the holiday alive by hosting a fundraiser for the misplaced animals.

One chance. That's all I’ll have. Along with a choice I can't possibly make. In just a few weeks, I’ve gone from living in a psychiatric hospital, to learning I have magic, to joining a secret society of witches. I've also had to come to terms with both what I am and where I came from. Half demon, half witch, born in the demon real - a magical mutation created for sacrificial purposes. It's so nice knowing that the woman who raised me only did so because she was planning to spill my blood on her sacrificial altar. So, yeah. No wonder I went crazy.