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Welcome to New York City, where the roaring twenties are filled with Rippers and revenge. Florence has returned home after facing months of torment, but she still cannot escape the demons that haunt her.

There are things Micah knows about himself: he loves hard, he loves fast, and he’s always a bit too much. And his life has done nothing but prove him right, until a man shows up at the bar where he’s working and offers him more than just a new job - he offers him a family. Micah settles in in Fairfield, Colorado as Irons and Works’ newest tattoo artist, happy and only a little jealous of all these men who found their happily ever afters.

My irresponsible mother strikes again leaving me with a surprise sibling. I need the money in my trust fund to take care of this baby, fast. The only way to get it? I have to be married. Enter Brett Ratcliff, star player for the Vermont Vipers and my ridiculously hot client. He's all charm, easy smiles, and bad decisions. He offers to marry me. He thinks marriage is a fun game; I think it's fraud. Moving in with him is supposed to be temporary. But there's something about the way he holds the baby… and me. This fake marriage is starting to feel way too real.

At 18, I was a young man winning the game of life. I had a college football scholarship and a cute girlfriend on my arm for my hometown’s annual Halloween party. Forget spiking the punch. The eccentric old scientist who lives in the woods brewed something more potent…and permanently life-altering.

The first time I met Noah Parker, he asked if I was an escort. Apparently when you’re a billionaire sports agent, finding strange half-naked women in your hotel room is…normal? That didn’t stop me launching a stiletto at him. He’s fine—good reflexes. Still, he walked into my hotel room—claiming it's his—and has no plans on leaving. Neither do I. Which is how I end up sharing a bed with Mr. Jerk. Platonically…more or less. Nothing happened, I just might have had a few naughty thoughts and some very pleasant dreams. He’s hot, all right? A hot jerk.

My back end spins out as I pull down an alley that's nearly too tight for the car to pass. My grip on the stick shift tightens as I drop gears. Trash cans hit the bumper and fly over the top of the vehicle, but I can't stop. The pointé is not the only thing I'm balancing over. I'm in too deep this time, and they are coming after me. I arrive at the door of the only person in the world I trust, but it's not my old dance teacher who answers my call. It's her son. Diego.

Rich girl, poor boy. It was the oldest story. Yet it was ours. I knew Penelope was different the moment I laid eyes on her. But all she wanted was to be friends-with-benefits. My best friend told me not to mess around with the new girl. He didn’t say anything about marrying her. Or what might happen if we broke our vows.

Sort of funny how things can change in one night. One night was all it took to destroy the walls of safety and freedom I took for granted. Escalating from an argument to a near-death experience with the man I had wanted to spend the rest of my life with. Four men from my past rescued me, but my newfound escape to a life of safety came at a price I didn’t see coming. They sent me away. No longer the innocent woman who wanted to live a quiet life, I am now a soldier. A leader in my own right. Only it’s never easy. My past is closing in on my newfound freedom.

I always knew I’d marry my first everything, Declan Yaeger, the Southern boy with Irish roots. That was before he became my first heartbreak, a NHL superstar with a playboy reputation I no longer recognize. The summer he left our small Tennessee town, to pursue his hockey dream is the summer my life changed. That was seven years ago, before he became a defenseman for the Boston Hawks. Before I became a hardened, desperate woman, trying to survive. To protect my grandfather's legacy, I agree to marry my oldest childhood friend, Henry.

When a food critic chokes on a traditional baby trinket in Juliet Vance's King Cake, she loses her dream job as a pastry chef in the French Quarter and finds herself thrust into a supernatural adventure to find a long lost treasure. Forced to team up with the infamous buccaneer Jean Lafitte, the Terror of the Gulf Coast, the two must search the haunted streets of New Orleans and enlist help from local ghostly legends in order to break the centuries-old curse on the treasure.

Harleigh Wren Maguire is broken. At least, that’s what it feels like, a puzzle whose pieces no longer fit right. She knows one thing, though: Never trust your heart. It won’t lead you right, it’ll trick you. Betray you. And in the end, it’ll kill you. Phoenix Wilder is angry. At least, that’s what it feels like, eating him up inside. He knows one thing, though: Never trust your heart. It won’t fix things, it’ll break them. Taint them. And in the end, it’ll destroy them.

The demon prince is possessive, jealous, and determined to protect what is his. Can the prince ever see me, a former fae slave, as his equal?Or will he always see me as only a possession to protect? The longer Leo and I are in the demon kingdom, the more obvious it becomes to both of us that it's not safe for me to stay there with him. Demons want to take me from him at every turn, and rival factions are eager to use me as a pawn to hurt the prince.

I lie down for just a second…. The next thing I see is the chiseled and extremely grumpy face of my billionaire client, Theo Barnes, looking down at me. If I’m Goldilocks, he has all the grouchiness of three bears. I was overworked and overstressed, juggling photographing his fleet of yachts with my other projects. Add in a super comfy bed on one of his yachts, and I’m out. Now I’m about to be fired.

The demon prince is back. And he's not taking no for an answer. I thought I'd never see Leo again. I thought that I had to start over, to start a new life with fae like me. But now the demon prince has returned, and my life—and the lives of fae everywhere—will never be the same.

The night Kicks woke in the hospital with fresh scars and a missing eye was the night he promised he would never, ever let himself be vulnerable again. And as the Road Captain of the Broken Chains MC, he managed to keep that vow for five long years. But the universe has different plans for the biker when his President sends him on a mission to escort the rabbi, Jude Burns, who is now under the protection of their club. Kicks doesn’t want a babysitting job, but he’s not sure what to think when he’s faced with a mouthy, stubborn man who seems far more sinner than saint.

I’m not going to let him hurt me again.... Once upon a time Shayne and I were a thing...a secret thing. Seven years later we’re still the only ones that know. And it all when up in flames when Shayne decided I was good enough to have behind closed doors, but not good enough to be on his arm. His hurtful words and actions tore me apart and ruined my self-confidence for years. I’m not the type to hold grudges, but I can’t forgive him. No matter how much it seems like he’s changed.

I’ve officially screwed the pooch. Not literally, because that would be disgusting. But I did break one of the cardinal rules of bro code, which is equally appalling. You see, I fell for my best friend’s sister, after he explicitly forbid me to go near her.

While the undead wage a brutal civil war, I only have one thing on my mind: protecting my true love, Jolie Wilkins, the savvy and spirited witch whose powers have made her the toast—and target—of the new Underworld order.

Harleigh and Nix will have to figure out what they want and what they’re willing to sacrifice before they can chase their dreams of a better life. Because sometimes love isn’t enough. And the promises they made could end up nothing more than bittersweet memories.

I’ve always been a good girl. The perfect daughter, the perfect student. And now, I'm the perfect prey. Caught in the trap Professor Richards so neatly laid out for me, I have no choice but to submit to his every depraved demand.