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I've sworn off dating football players. After my last relationship ended disastrously, I've given up on love entirely. Determined to start over fresh, somewhere far from Rixton, Tennessee, I impulsively transferred to Braysen University. The Carver twins were like brothers to me growing up. So, when they offer me a place to live until a dorm room frees up, I accept. Reed Hendrix is as irresistible as he is off-limits. Sleeping in the room next to him could complicate things. Not only because my brother warned Reed to stay away from me but also because falling for him would break my own rule.

It’s the thought that’s kept me going for four long years. I’ve imagined it, dreamed about it, relished in it. I want it so bad, but the question is, do I have what it takes to make it happen? Taking a life isn’t for the faint-hearted. Just ask Lucien, he knows. He’s taken me back to where it all started, and I know exactly how it’s going to go.

I’ve always said that my life is about surviving, but I didn’t realize how true that was until the devil sent me soaring off a bridge with the love of my life and lodged a bullet through my thigh.

After being held captive by the Kruul for weeks, it’s a relief to finally be free. Or…mostly free. Instead of being locked up in a holding cell, I’m now stuck on a broken spaceship with a sexy silver fox who seems to hate me. Although it’s clear that Anzir intends to complete his rescue mission and keep me safe, I can tell he’s not happy about it. We get under each other’s skin, and I’m not sure why. Maybe it’s because he’s older than me, or because I’m an optimist and he’s the grouchiest, most stoic man I’ve ever met.

To the fae of the Sorcen Court, Princess Allina Kingsdaughter is a traitor and a fugitive, inevitably claimed by the same madness that cost her father his crown and his life. Ensnared by the lies of her uncle, the reigning Sorcen King, they will never know the truth of her betrayal.

If only I could shut all people out of my life… and my head. Everyone’s minds are so damned busy. Their rage, pain, despair, love, joy—and more—tangle up in my brain until I just want to scream. But then I meet a gorgeous guy who wants me to train his adorable dog. And I end up in a realm I had no idea existed, surrounded by shapeshifters who want not only me, but what I can apparently do. Three of them call to my heart. And one of them flies through my dreams as a dragon…

When alien pirates stole me from Earth years ago, the trauma of my abduction wiped away my memories. I can’t remember who I was before I was taken. I can’t recall anything from my previous life. All I know is that I’m not going to let myself be held captive again.

Ren has to be the grumpiest Voxeran in the universe. So why does his touch light me on fire? With the arrival of a ship from Vox, we’ll finally have a chance to escape Nuthora. Unfortunately, the blue-skinned alien rebel who comes to rescue us is the most frustrating man I’ve ever met. From our very first meeting when he pulls a knife on me, to the pointed barbs we trade back and forth, I think it’s safe to say we don’t like each other very much.

After escaping from the cruel alien trader who kept me captive for years, I’ve been hiding out on a massive ship full of alien warriors called Zivonians. I’ve even found the perfect hiding place: a smaller ship tucked away in the docking bay. Except...maybe my hiding spot isn’t that good after all. How was I supposed to know that one of the Zivonian warriors would steal a ship, so he could go on a dangerous mission to track down his lost brother? How was I supposed to know he’d pick the exact same ship I did?

The highly anticipated fifth book in the Drowned Empire romantasy series!...

Returning home after years away, Reece is going to have to avoid her assassin ex-boyfriend as she learns to care for the magical creatures now under her protection. Three years ago, Reece McCarthen solved her problems the best way she could think of: running as far as possible. Abandoned by her...

Waking up naked on the roadside with a body that doesn't feel like mine? Not exactly the miracle I asked for. Turns out, Death gave me a second chance—minus the instructions. I'm no longer just a Grim Reaper. I'm something else. Something unstable. My scythe is gone. My raven's missing. And I'm flickering between realities like a faulty lightbulb.

Hotshot attorney Gabriel Vane was on the fast-track to partnership at one of the city's most prestigious law firms—until a judge caught him kissing a client and clipped the legal eagle's wings with a six month suspension. Gabriel agrees to vanish from the public eye until his suspension is over, trading his luxurious high-rise apartment for a forgotten Victorian home—but as soon as he moves in, he discovers he's not alone. He has nosy neighbors, bad plumbing . . . and a peppy ghost with anxiety issues.

Link: I'd never heard of a real life matchmaker before, but grandma insists on introducing me to one and makes sure it's really real when she tells me I'm her matchmaker's new client . . . Normally, I'd do anything for grandma, but this is a big ask. Because I'm not ready to settle down. Not even close. I'm a twenty-something rising star in the NHL—otherwise known as a chick-magnet.

After seeing so many of my friends find the kind of love I used to think only existed in fairy tales, I can’t help but hope the mate bond will spark for me too. It seems more possible than ever, now that we’ve made it off Nuthora and arrived on Vox. Whether I find a mate here or not, though, I consider the Voxerans my people. I’m invested in their future, and I plan to do everything I can to support Droth’s bid to retake power from his uncle. So when he puts together a small group of rebels to do recon near the palace, I volunteer to be part of it.

Owner of Archer and Archer, Inc., a prestigious New York private investigative firm, Colette Archer embodies effortless perfection in her couture suits and trademark chignon. But this private investigator has a secret. When night falls, Colette slips on her wig and into the persona of a tequila-guzzling hustler who occasionally fancies two men instead of one.

A savage apocalypse throws Dexter into isolation, where he agonizes over Sara Mar King’s death, his unresolved childhood love. Ready to end the years of torment without her, Sara barges through his camp wielding an arcane power and harboring a deep hatred for him.

First rule when returning to your hometown after storming out of sight: Don't fall for the guy who broke your heart. Julia Browne should know better than to kiss where she bakes. She's built a bread empire in California and only plans to stay in Green Valley long enough to sell the family house.

You'd think defeating a soul-eating wraith would earn me a break, right? Yeah. No. Turns out, dying once wasn't enough. Neither was saving the afterlife. I thought destroying the wraith would finally complete Death's little assignment. But apparently, Death forgot to mention a teeny-tiny detail: there's more than one wraith. And they're all ticking time bombs waiting to go off. Oh, and remember my missing raven? Not so missing after all. He's walking around in a human form now, wielding my powers better than I ever could. Everything's falling apart. Again.

I, Drake Colter, solemnly swear I DO NOT WANT a girlfriend . . . Carefree and ridiculously good-looking, I have the entire student body eating from the palm of my hand—shouldn't I let the ladies on campus have their fill rather than being tied down? If only my brother Drew would take notes from my playbook. As identical twins, we share the same voice, the same face, and the same physique; it's virtually impossible to tell us apart—but that's where the similarities end.