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Doctoral student Holland Reeves may have aced every class she's ever taken, but when it comes to life outside her lab, she's beginning to realize she doesn't have one. In fact, she has more meaningful relationships with test tubes and pipettes than with people. Wishing to change that, she reluctantly agrees to attend an old friend's wedding. The only problem is, it means she has to return to Paradise. The small coastal town that once upon a time lived up to its name, that was, until he—Porter Clairborne—left her without even saying goodbye.

The Bloodstone imprisoned Sol. They want the power behind her birthmark. She wants to stop them from attaining their dark gifts. As she fights to free herself, she discovers a magic she never wanted. Each day, it whispers broken promises in her ears. Promises that make her question her people, the Bloodstone, and the fractured bond she shares with her husband. One question rises above the rest: Is she Kyanite or Bloodstone? The answer may lead her down a path she never wants to flee. Or it may write her fate in the sands, leaving her no choice but to escape.

All I wanted was a fresh start in a new city . . . and a bartending job. I never intended to fall for the sexy, tattooed bar owner. Dark. Brooding. Emotionally unavailable. But Killian Vincent is a challenge I can't seem to walk away from. He's afraid that if I dig too deep, I won't like what I find. But he's wrong, and I'm determined to prove it.

Betrayed by allies and aided by enemies, Valerie Darkmore’s life has twisted into something she no longer recognizes. It’s time to decide where her loyalty lies, and what—or who—she’s willing to sacrifice to save the people she loves. Her blood magic has been kept on a tight leash since her initiation, but no more. The cities are drenched in blood, old family secrets are revealed, and with evil staring her in the face from both sides, Valerie will make a choice that rocks their world to its core.

When Paxton Shaw left Demi Rosen without so much as a goodbye, he stole her shine in both manners. Now, eight years later, he’s trying to pull her back into his orbit. The nation’s most beloved football player, a tight end with a seriously tight end, has finally realized Demi is the one who got away. But she’s a different woman than the weak girl who used to come running whenever he called in the middle of the night. She is strong and successful. Her life’s mission is to grant the wishes of children whose flames have all but been extinguished.

Ares “Wolf” Mallick ripped my heart out. He ground it into mush and didn’t even grant me the courtesy of a goodbye. He just left me. He left and said our relationship, fake or otherwise, meant nothing to him.

Rossi is his own worst enemy. He doesn’t care what people think or what’s expected of him. And he’s reached the pinnacle of his sport because of his bad boy ways. He’s unpredictable and reckless on the track. He’s even worse off of it. After years of circling around each other, all it took was one night, one uncharacteristic act of chivalry, to know I wanted more with the man everyone hates.

Serious relationships? Not my usual ride. As the Prez of the Steel Demons MC, my life has always been all about the thrill of the chase. But lately, those club bunny flings ain't cutting it. Deep down, I crave something more real, something with meaning. Then, outta nowhere, my past roars back. A night from five years ago, a hazy memory, and in a flash—a son I never knew about. This is how Ellie comes into my life, the game-changer. Her sister's vanished, and she's been raising my kid all by herself. The moment I lock eyes with Ellie, I'm hooked.

Stunned. That's the word when Peyton Brooks, my son's ex, shows up at my door in the middle of the night, asking for protection. Hell, I'm always stunned around her. She's something else—all smiles and curves in one hell of a confident package. Right up my alley. Problem is she's off-limits. Too young, too attractive, and way too much of my kid's ex. Now, she's not just a hottie; she's my job too. Someone offed her roommate, and now her life's in the crosshairs. That's why she came knocking on my door for help.

I never thought I'd look for a woman in a strip club until I laid eyes on her—a redhead with a story. Her eyes weren't just sad; they were screaming for a way out. I could tell she didn't belong there. She's definitely hiding secrets, wrapped in pain, and I couldn't look away. When I saw some sloshed goon getting handsy with her, refusing to take a hint, I knew I had to protect her. Reaching out to help her felt like the only decent thing to do. I offered her a place to stay and a lead on a new gig—but it wasn't just her. Her kid, Sophie, with those wide, scared eyes—they got to me.

Ruby Young's new Boston apartment comes with all the usual perks. Windows facing the brick wall of the next-door building. Heat that barely works. A malfunctioning buzzer. Noisy neighbors. A dead body on the sidewalk outside. And of course, a ghost. Since Cordelia Graves died in her apartment a few months ago, she's kept up her residency, despite being bored out of her (non-tangible) skull and frustrated by her new roommate. When her across-the-hall neighbor, Jake Macintyre, is shot and killed in an apparent mugging gone wrong outside their building, Cordelia is convinced there’s more to it.

Austin, Seth, and Cameron. They say I'm theirs. My body agrees, but I refuse to let my omega biology dictate my life. As soon as I can get my hands on those suppressants, the Bryce Packs omega mate will disappear, and Dylan the beta will get back to regularly scheduled programming. We have a conspiracy to dismantle and missing girls to find, after all. But the boys refuse to give me up as they inch their way slowly but surely into my life. They're making it all but impossible not to fall for them a little bit more every single day.

With the government issuing omega females to Alpha packs like we’re social security checks, I cling to my freedom thanks to a black-market suppressant hookup and a lethal family that’s ready to execute any Alpha who tries to force a bond.

Sex is a fantastic stress reliever. Or so I'm told by the two hot guys who offer to help me get over some of my work-induced anxiety by getting under both of them. I say yes—for one night—and proceed to have my world rocked—for three days. I can not afford that kind of distraction. As fun as it was, I have a business to run, a loan to pay off, and a life to live that does not include any extra commitments or responsibilities. Especially not a golden retriever hockey player and a bossy billionaire who are in love with each other and want to make me the third in their long-term plans.

Cordelia Black loves exactly three things: her chosen family, her hairdresser (worth every penny plus tip), and killing bad men. By day she's an ambitious pharma rep with a flawless reputation and designer wardrobe. By night, she culls South Louisiana of unscrupulous men—monsters who think they've evaded justice, until they meet her. Sure, the evening news may have started throwing around phrases like serial killer, but Cordelia knows that's absurd. But when Cordelia discovers a flaw in her perfectly designed system for eliminating monsters, pressure heightens.

A farmboy and a techie meet up on tour. They couldn't be more different. But together, they're hotter than an overclocked computer chip. I didn't mean to bring my dog to my mother's stuffy fundraiser. Okay, I might have needed the excuse to get back to my artificial intelligence research, but I never meant for Bilbo Baggins to escape. And I really didn't count on a sexy lumberjack rescuing my lactose-intolerant dog from the Gorgonzola.

Everyone treats me differently now. Like I'm this broken doll with glue sealing the cracks. It's okay. I can handle their pitying stares. But not his. Not Nicoli's. I hate the way he looks at me like I'm this fragile thing he's too afraid to touch. I want him to love me the way he did before this nightmare started. He needs to realize that I'm stronger than he thinks. I'm not a victim, and I'm more than a survivor. I'm a fighter. And while Nicoli and his brothers hunt the man responsible, I'm plotting my own revenge. This isn't a Dark Sovereign war. It's mine.

Hayes Carver has the bad-boy reputation down to go with his scoring records and good looks. Everything changed after the game that destroyed his image and painted him as a dirty player. From the press and social media to his coach and teammates, the pressure is building, and he can't seem to escape the constant scrutiny. When his limits are tested, Hayes turns to me for a way out. He proposes that I play along as his fake girlfriend in hopes it changes the narrative and takes the pressure off him.

All I've ever wanted is to live in a fantasy world, and, yes, I am willing to sell my soul to a moth faerie prince to make that happen. Which is perfect because after I've accidentally, maybe, kinda, sorta hit one with my car, that's exactly what he asks for. My soul. And a kiss. But we won't talk about that. Because he told me not to. And I'm very good at keeping secrets. (Especially the one about how he flew into my headlights. I didn't immediately blurt that to his chihuahua shifter and vampire cat friends at all.)

Romance novels are my jam. And everyone knows the plucky assistant—that's me—always charms the billionaire in an office romance. Too bad Cooper Fallon has never read a romance novel. If he had, he'd know that if you take a fake date to a wedding, you're sure to fall for him. But I forget that when I take my work bestie, Tyler. In fact, after we dance, when he kisses me under the stars, I forget my own name.