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Romy thought that being kidnapped by a pack of douchebag werewolves was the worst thing that could happen to her. Turns out she's the worst thing that could've happened to them. Romy isn't going to let a little something like getting kidnapped get her down. She's determined to turn the tables on her captors. Using her wits and somewhat questionable charm, Romy uses her time in captivity to learn her captors secrets. But the secrets she discovers still hold her captive. Can she find a way to save more than herself?

Professional book blogger Romy Cartelli may have cried werewolf once or twice. Hell, she’s even cried vampire, warlock, and dragon their fair share of times because, as every dedicated reader knows, one book boyfriend is never enough. And her followers love it...until they don’t. Sure, Romy is being stalked by a sexy werewolf, but she’s got bigger issues to deal with. Like the fact that he might be a murderer. Or worse yet, that she got drunk and told all of her followers that werewolves actually exist.

After a mystical merging that ties Sam to Hina, the race to save the world is on. With the equinox just days away, and RJ’s magic more powerful than ever, it becomes a race against the clock to find RJ and stop him - before it’s too late. Unfortunately, in the midst of a battle for the supernatural world, all of the gang’s mundane problems can’t be ignored. Sam’s academic probation is threatened when the merge forces her to miss school, Brittany and Koby are keeping secrets, and Sam’s future is a wobbly, grainy picture

Sam has spent the last six months sorting through plots against the people she cares for most. Learning who to trust - and who to kill. And just when she thought she had it all figured out, the good guys separated from the bad, her world is upended. Sam knows it’s up to her to stop what’s coming - and who is bringing it. If she doesn’t, the goddess inside her will take over, erasing what’s left of Sam’s sense of self.

Somewhere on another astral plane, a lover's quarrel between gods, millennia old, has come full circle. Ea, a dark and ancient god and the father of the first werewolf, is hell-bent on destroying his supernatural offspring. He'll use anyone and everyone he can to get it done even from beyond the physical. For now, his vessel is the evil and mysterious Indra, a witch whose powers only slightly outweigh her penchant for hitting on the help.

Sam's angry and lost. Her destiny was to heal, but so far, all she's done is hurt herself and others. When Alex chooses another woman's healing over hers, Sam's doubts and fears become the very thing that separates her from her true potential. Despite Sam's broken heart, she is determined to make her magic work, no matter the cost. No price can be higher than the one she paid watching Alex walk away. Sam will do whatever it takes. And she'll never stop trying to change Alex's mind - and his heart. But Alex has his orders, and he doesn't care who they affect.

Sam has regained her memory and with it, the Knowing. There is powerful magic inside her, and it is more than enough to heal the sick werewolves. If only she could figure out how to use it. Alex Channing knows Sam is the only one who can heal him. But he knows better than anyone: magic always comes with a price. And he refuses to let Sam get hurt because of him. He'd rather die than cause her pain. With Alex's days numbered and more and more feral werewolves being drawn to Sam, she must learn to wield what's inside her and claim her inheritance before it's too late....

Gem's life has gone from bad to worse faster than her secret demon baby can say "baby daddy". What started as a crappy job and a possible killer to bring to justice has become a full-blown conspiracy from hell. Literally. Demons are being summoned into New Orleans and Gem is sure there's a Nephilim behind it. Now, all she has to do is prove it. Oh yeah, and not get herself killed in the process. Too bad for Gem, everyone has secrets, including her. And when the powers-that-be find out what she's capable of, they'll stop at nothing to silence her once and for all.

Even the circus that is Gem's personal life can't distract her from the danger that still lurks among the Nephilim council. Demons no longer slip through secret portals to terrorize Earth. Why ship them in from afar when they can be created right here? One by one, Gem's friends are being targeted until what began as a random science experiment becomes terrifyingly personal. This time, they have her dead to rights.

After being demoted to the position of "cleaner" for the SSF, Gem's not sure life gets much worse. But when she stumbles upon a level six demon in her last trimester hiding in downtown New Orleans, she realizes she was very, very wrong. Apparently, maternal instincts apply even to demon babies. Gem can't let the council destroy such an innocent creature. Even if it is destined to grow up and try to eat her someday. On a mission to protect, Gem must figure out who's opened a portal for high level demons and what it has to do with her own father's murder.

One second, Gem Hawkins is on her way to being the number one drag racer in the state, and the next, she's burying her father, a badass demon hunter. The agency calls it a fluke. The official report claims some low level demon caught him off guard while out on patrol. But Gem knows that's a lie. When the dirty Nephilim running the investigation refuses to help, Gem takes matters into her own hands.

In a city full of wolf shifters willing to kill for their own gain, I found a man who would die to protect me. My mate is no prince charming. If anything, he’s the villain. Willing to do anything for the people he loves. I’m no different. I made a deal with the devil to become a beast. And now, just when I’ve glimpsed happiness, that deal will cost me everything. Maybe even my mate. In the midst of murder and chaos, I’ve become a queen of wolves. But what good is a crown with no king to share it?

I was supposed to be planning my wedding, not a war. But here we are. Escaping Constantine should have been the end of our troubles, but instead, it feels like the calm before the storm. Back in Astronia, the horde is tearing through everything, and I'm stuck trying to figure out how my magic works—fast. No pressure, right? Aries is still by my side, the dragon king who's stolen my heart and set my world on fire—literally. But Constantine isn't done with us. Not by a long shot. And the trail of destruction and loss in my wake isn't exactly a confidence boost.

Let's be honest. I suck at my job . . . so naturally the supernatural library I work for just promoted me. The fact that it comes on the heels of losing the one person who has been there my entire life merely adds insult to injury. Aries is still here, though. At my side. In my bed. Risking his life and the survival of his world to bring my broken family back together. But the danger that lurks inside these walls is far from over.

As an intern for the world's only supernatural library, it's my job to make sure nothing inside the books gets out. Unfortunately, I suck at it. Blame it on too much pumpkin spice, but one rainy afternoon, I somehow manage to conjure a literal book boyfriend. Aries is fire. And I mean that in the very real sense of the word. Not just the ripped abs and a jaw that could cut steel, but the fire-breathing, flame-inducing, might-burn-this-freaking-building-to-the-ground kind of heat. The attraction between us is undeniable. The danger? Even more tangible.

I'm at a bar trying to poison a mark like the professional I am when I see him. Straight from Tartarus, they say the shadow dragon called Legion has slayed entire armies single-handedly, and the intense way he looks at me suggests every rumor I've heard about him is true. I should be terrified. Instead, I'm drawn like a moth to a flame. The moment he touches me, everything changes. Suddenly, my skin is the poison. One touch is enough to kill a man, which is exactly what I do before I realize what Legion has done to me.

When I throw myself at the mercy of the Ringmaster in No Man's Land, I'm only seeking temporary refuge. A place to hide from the corruption and death that waits for me back home. Three months. That's all I have until the protection the circus provides me expires. My bodyguards? Three shifters who look at me like they want to eat me for dinner. They want my body. My heart. And even as the attraction I feel for them is stronger than anything I've ever felt, neither of those are mine to give. Not anymore.

Forty-six. That’s how many hybrids survived the Hunter attack in the woods after I revived them with an injection of my blood. That’s how many followed me home to Frederick Falls. And that’s how many were now mentally linked to me through a blood bond. Two days. Three valium. Fourteen hours of sleep. That’s what it took to realize I wasn’t losing my mind as a result of the noise in my own head.

Surviving a werewolf attack should’ve been the strangest thing to happen to me tonight. But no, the universe had other plans. Now, I’m stuck dealing with a broodingly hot guy named Wesley St. John—who seems way too comfortable with murder. Definitely a red flag, right? Wes isn’t just some guy I stumbled upon—he’s a protector, but not the friendly kind. His job is to keep the supernatural world in check, and my ignorance is making things complicated.

They call me a princess. An heir to a city built on the blood and bones of innocent lives. I have no desire to rule—not if it means becoming like the family who threw me away like garbage. But there is one thing I want more than my freedom. To save the only man in this city who thinks I’m worth keeping. What I feel for Grey is as forbidden as it is real. As much as I want to run away and never look back, I could never abandon him. But if I want to keep us both from being eaten alive, I’ll have to convince them all he’s nothing to me.