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River Quinn is done playing nice. After enduring years of online harassment from a pack of anonymous cowards, she's hit her limit. She isn't looking for justice. She's looking for vengeance. Enter him. A masked vigilante who offers protection in exchange for secrecy. He's dangerous. Silent. Untraceable. And he promises one thing—he'll make them cry. But River doesn't know the man behind the mask is someone she already knows. Someone she loathes. Her cocky, arrogant coworker, Gage Dawson, who pushes all her buttons and steals the last cup of coffee.

Calista belongs to me... she just doesn't know it. The first time we met, I wanted her. The next time, I was obsessed. I watched her. I followed her. It only deepened my need to possess her. Once she's mine, I'm never letting her go.

Every bride dreams of her wedding day. Today was supposed to be that day for me, except it’s not me marrying my college sweetheart. My best friend is doing that. Or, well, my ex-best friend. Instead, I’m over a thousand miles away, riding the subway in a city where lost people come to dream. Me—I’m just hoping to distract myself from my heartbreak. That is, until I met Jake Worthing. Grumpy. Hot. A total jerk. Did I mention hot?

My power is a secret—a forbidden gift the kings of Embernia have hunted for generations. When they tried to rip it from me, I escaped. But they destroyed my family. Now, all I want is revenge. And I’ll get it by becoming what they never expected: a dragon rider. To rise through the ranks, I’ll need the favor of Vaylen Stormsong—High Prime of the Sky Order, my commander, and maddeningly untouchable. He’s bound by duty. I’ll make him break every rule for me.

In the fantastical realm of Asteria, where ancient bloodlines and magical allegiances govern the land, Leila, a blood mage with a complicated past, finds her fate intertwined with Ronan, the fierce warrior from the Crimson Clan. When an insidious plot by Prince Caelan of Eldwain threatens to destabilize all of Asteria, Leila must harness her formidable powers and confront secrets that could shatter the very foundations of her world.

In a world where destiny is a cruel captor, Melody has never known freedom. Her life has been a prison, shackled by a ruthless magic harvester hungry for her rare gifts. She has been a pawn in a game she cannot win—until one fateful night when she manages to escape. But her fleeting hope is crushed when the mesmerizingly beautiful fae warrior Riven captures her and drags her into the shadowy Court of the Two Moons, ruled by the Dark Lord Caryan, a fallen angel cloaked in icy cruelty.

When it comes to dragons, there's no such thing as safe. I learned that the hard way when my kith and kindred were slaughtered right before my eyes. Everyone thinks the wyverns and the sorcai did it, but I know the truth. I've been hiding from The Horde ever since, existing under their radar, surviving. And then one day, they find me… he finds me. Aeson Noctis, the king's second son and my new captor.

Fresh off a breakup and an eviction, I started my day like any other: a book in one hand, a coffee in the other, and faking that can-do attitude inspirational memes are made of. I was ready to take on the world—and I did. Unfortunately, it was the Underworld. One freak accident later, I’m standing face to face with the sexy-as-sin and dangerously powerful Prince of the Underworld. He has a few burning questions for me—like how a mere human unlocked the door to the Underworld’s prison and released its prisoners.

Talk about making a bad first impression. The rookie at Waterford's fire station literally hauled me out of my own home, over his shoulder. Was my kitchen on fire? Yes. Did I have it nearly contained? Also yes. And now he's been tasked with making up for his overzealous rescue attempts by showing up to my bakery to grovel daily. And beg for my donuts. Don't get me wrong, the man is built like a redwood, has the personality of a golden retriever, and eyes you could get lost in for days. But I'm not dating. Not after my last serious boyfriend left town without looking back.

A small-town single mom like me has no business believing in fairy tales. But the very handsome, charming, dirty-talking prince (yes, seriously) I met nineteen months ago now has his fine ass and panty-melting grin planted on my front porch. He’s been searching for me ever since I snuck out after our hot, fantasy-filled weekend together. And, dammit, that’s a little romantic. Now that he’s found me, he wants to pick up where we left off. Because he thinks he’s in love with me.

She's in danger. Just the thought of this threatens my sanity. I'll do anything to keep her safe… Even things that she doesn't agree with. If she thinks stalking her is bad, Calista's in for a surprise.

It's the final showdown. But Elisabeta is a strategist of the highest caliber. Everyone keeps telling Delaney McPhearson that she is up for the task. But she cannot forget the brutality Elisabeta has already inflicted.

Penelope Hansen has had to share from the moment she was conceived. First the womb, then her parents' attention, and so on—you get the picture. During challenging moments in her life, she used to daydream about her mate, the male who would belong to her alone, the one who would take her away from a pack and a life in which she's always felt second-best. But then her mate turns out to be the silent, widowed, emotionally unavailable Alpha Dominic. Will this be the mating Penelope has always dreamed of? Or will Dominic's unresolved issues with the past break her heart?

Compelled by fate's cruel hand, Azran crosses the Váyan Sea toward distant Zetrea, leaving General Calen in charge and Elanor trapped in a deathless trance. As he grapples with Elanor's absence and faces old enemies, the fate of Lóna hangs in the balance. When Elanor awakens from her encounter with Death, Azran hasn't been heard from in weeks. Defying reason and authority, Elanor sets out on her own path to solve Azran's mysterious disappearance, even if it means entangling herself in political games.

By night, they fight in a dangerous game of cat-and-mouse. By day, they are friendly next-door neighbors. Neither of them know that their alter egos are archenemies. I’ve spent my life training in the family business of slaying vampires, but I’m tired of all the death. I want to prove we slayers can help society, not just break it. I start my new life by joining the Magiford supernatural task force, which exists to protect humans and supernaturals from harmful magic.

Exiled. Hunted. Haunted. I clawed my way out of the Bratva's grip, but no one escapes this life without scars. Now, I trade in secrets and shattered souls, saving the ones no one else will. But then he shows up. Rafi Gatti—mafia prince, underground fighter, walking temptation wrapped in sin. He wants my help. I want nothing to do with him. Because men like Rafi? They don't just take what they want. They ruin you. And if I let him get too close… I might beg him to.

Valeria is a dreamer. Rífíor is a damaged male. And, through no fault of her own, she finds herself entangled in the throes of his hunger for retribution. But for him, there will be no distraction, even if she becomes a momentary detour, even if he breaks her heart. What he fails to anticipate is Valeria's fiery spirit and the countless ways she will make him pay for stealing her innocence—not to mention the tempest of strength he'll find impossible to bend to his will.

I'm the unapproachable NHL captain with a reputation for chewing up reporters in interviews, forwards on the ice, and shutting down anyone who tries to get close to me. And that's how I like it—no feelings, no complications, and zero chance of reliving the grief I experienced when my wife passed away seven years ago. But sometimes the best laid plans go up in flames, and that's exactly what Collins Mackenzie does when she strolls into a bar one post-game night and gives me a taste of the cold shoulder I've bestowed on all those around me.

Even so, I never dreamed we'd end up here—him hating me for the choices I made to save his career. It's fine. I've moved on. I've had a few bumps in the road with my rising event planning career, but running my best friend's wedding to her pro-football fiancé will fix all of that. If I pull off the perfect wedding. There's one more bump I wasn't expecting—my ex, Jett McCombs, is a groomsman, and seeing him again makes two things clear. I still love him. He still hates me.

Darcy, Darcy, Darcy. The name I should have wiped from my mind nearly two years ago. Her brother, and my assistant captain, has repeatedly warned her she's off-limits to a guy like me—a playboy bound to bed her one night and break her heart the next morning—an opinion shared by her stepdad, who also happens to be my coach. I can see why they don't want their goalie anywhere near her. My reputation with women isn't exactly unblemished.