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My name is Elodie Matthews, and a few months ago, I became the new police chief in the stamp-sized town of Hope, Alaska. Running from a past I don’t want to face; my career path is now colliding with native lore, legends of shape-shifters...and wolves. One wolf in particular. I’ve seen him before—in dreams that have been plaguing me since I moved to Hope. The dreams are always the same: a gigantic black wolf with haunting steel-gray eyes. He wants something from me. I’m just not sure what.

I’m what’s known as a Blood Witch—a witch who was half-turned by a vampire. I’m still in the process of learning how to reverse my condition by returning his "kiss" to the vampire who blooded me, Lorcan Rowe. But every time we attempt the spell, it goes awry. Now it’s become a race against time: If Lorcan’s powers aren’t returned to him through a reversal spell, he’ll eventually lose his mind, and there’s a very good chance he’ll kill me in the process.

Students at Lissa’s witch academy are falling ill—clearly under the effects of Hyde, an illegal street drug. When another young woman’s mutilated body is found in an alley, I realize we’ve got a murderer on the loose. And I have a feeling the two cases are tied.… I’m just not sure how or why. As if that isn’t stress-inducing enough, the vampire council is in town, and that means I need Vlad’s protection. What I don’t need is his constant amorous attempts.

In the underwater kingdom of Corsica, mermaids are the property of mermen. We’re considered valuable as breeders until we reach our mid-30s, at which time we’re deemed no longer useful. Good thing for me I’m 40, never had any children, and I’m a widow. So, I can basically live my life as I see fit. Until my husband’s younger brother, Cullen, decides to make me his wife...one of seven.

I had it all. A powerful coven. A charming Victorian mansion. A sexy car. A couture closet. Credit cards up the wazoo, and an endearing familiar. Actually, scratch that, Hellcat would never be described as "endearing". More like: the bane of my existence. So, I almost had it all. Then a vampire came along and ruined it when he turned me into a Blood Witch. Now, I’ve been kicked out of my coven, kicked out of the mansion, I have no credit to speak of, the Lexus is a thing of the past, and not only am I driving something from the '80s, but it’s also unapologetically yellow.

After spending a couple of months in the quaint town of Haven Hollow, Oregon, I’m settling in, and things are looking up. My shop, Poppy’s Potions, is successful; I’ve got a best friend in ghost-hunter, Marty Zach; and I’m dating the local Sasquatch, Roy Osbourne. My 11-year-old son, Finn, is doing well in school, and everything seems to be blue skies and golden sunshine. Until my resident ghost, Darla, shatters a vial of Mystic Veil, a powerful potion that opens the door to the Astral Plane, inviting a migratory ghost, the Todhchaí, into Haven Hollow.

Welcome to Haven Hollow, a town of monsters. After dating a string of losers and banishing a poltergeist, I packed up my Los Angeles life and my 11-year-old son, and moved...to a town in Oregon with a population of 680. Well, 682 now. Culture shock anyone? Ahem, never mind that.... New starts can happen anywhere, right? I hope so, because I need to start the next chapter of my 43-year life pronto. So, why Haven Hollow? For one reason - there aren’t any witches here. And a witch can make a gypsy’s life...complicated. Oh, right, I’ve put the cart before the horse.

Sinjin is understandably irate over the treatment Bryn received when she was taken hostage by those who were once her own people. Even though Sinjin was able to rescue Bryn and Betta after their escape attempt and deliver them to the safety of Queen Jolie, it is clear that Bryn's pain runs deep. Sinjin wants nothing more than to help Bryn heal but she will have none of it, instead growing cold and distant. Outraged that he is unable to break through Bryn's walls, Sinjin takes matters into his own hands when he decides to avenge her....

Peyton Clarks life is anything but ordinary. And it's about to get even more bizarre. As if it weren't enough to be on the receiving end of the affections of two men, one of whom is deceased, Peyton finds herself in the middle of a murder mystery taking place nearly 60 years earlier.

In Ice Wolf, a hunter stumbles upon a naked body. When Ellie and her deputy retrieve the frozen corpse, he's got a silver dagger in his chest but no ID. It's Ellie's first homicide case in Hope and she aims to solve it. But even stranger things happen and this murder investigation will be anything but routine. Ellie doesn't want to believe the forensic evidence, but there's something creepy about the John Doe victim. There's no way that she'd walk away from this case, but maybe she should run.

For Whom the Spell Tolls is the sixth audiobook in the Dulcie O'Neil series (Fantasy Romance Books): A war between The Resistance and the Netherworld, A vampire who isn't all that he appears, and the ultimate price that must be paid. Dulcie O'Neil thought her luck couldn't get much worse but it's about to get a whole lot worse. Forced into declaring war against the Netherworld and her father, Dulcie will find herself fighting for everything she believes in. In the process, she'll have to decide whether or not to trust a centuries old vampire, a decision which literally will mean life or death.

After I purposely botch my leader’s attack on Jolie, I find myself returned to my old life, a life I thought I’d wanted. But the adage, “be careful what you wish for, because you might get it” will take on new meaning once I find myself playing hostage to my own people.

After returning to Woodfall Gath and Nicolo learning the truth about what I am and what I was sent to the Gath to do, I find myself in a grave situation. "Grave" as in I’m being sent to the castle dungeons where I’ll be left to rot. Or worse.

I think I've seen it all, but life continues to spring surprises. The latest shocker? I've just been crowned queen of the underworld. Yeah, me. I may possess a rare gift for reanimating the dead, but I don't know the first thing about governing disparate factions of supernatural creatures. I mean, I can barely maintain order in my own chaotic personal life, which is heading into a romantic tailspin.

After finding out all her schoolmates are possessed with the ghosts of long-dead Druids, and narrowly escaping a close call with the Vryloka, Emma is on the run with the only man she trusts—her professor, Stone Draper. What will happen once they find themselves ensconced in a small cabin, out in the middle of nowhere? Pagan isn’t sure it’s such a great idea to break into the Masked Magistrates with Nyx, in order to steal something—something unknown to him. But, when they get caught, and Pagan narrowly escapes, what will he do when he finds out Nyx never escaped?

Emma’s school is attacked by possessed werewolves, who glow with an eerie blue light. Emma knows she needs Stone’s help, but how will she respond when she learns Stone’s secrets? And Pagan is starting to realize Nyx isn’t all she seems. Can he trust her or will doing so mean his downfall?

When Spencer gets stuck inside the magical Midnight Garden, I will not rest until I can release him. Unfortunately, Inspector Grant Stirling isn’t thinking along the same lines. Truth be told, I believe he’d happily wipe his hands of the garden and Spencer. Good thing for Spencer that he isn’t relying on Scotland Yard!

Sinjin and Bryn have been reunited with Jolie in the Abyss. But, the reunion is short-lived when they find themselves fighting for their lives… Meanwhile, Emma and Stone are enjoying their own little vacation in Sinjin’s mountain retreat, away from the dangers the real world poses. But, when Stone finally comes clean with Emma regarding who and what he is, Emma realizes there’s only one person who can help them… her father.

All of London is abuzz about the newest scandal: Poison Pen Letters. These letters, written anonymously, are plaguing the upper classes and include highly personal and damning information that could ruin numerous reputations. And guess who happens to be investigating them? The highly irritable Inspector Grant Stirling. Just as ornery and difficult as he’s always been, it seems I can’t stop crossing paths with the cantankerous man. When my closest friend, Lady Caroline Ashmore, receives her own detestable letter with allegations that are too lewd for respectable eyes, I decide to get involved.

I’ve returned to London with my proverbial tail between my legs. After the death of my beloved husband, I took my broken heart and retreated to Paris, where I’ve been living for the last year. But finally, deciding I need to face the ghosts of my past, I’ve returned...and now find myself sitting in a jail cell in Scotland Yard, the precinct of the London police. I’ve been accused of stealing a diamond necklace. Really, there’s no mystery there—I’m guilty and I’ve admitted as much.