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Tessalyn Ausra has taken her revenge, and it’s never tasted so sweet. Feared by the rulers of Devram, she’s under the protection of the Achaz Kingdom where she can fulfill her purpose. But with power she can’t control and the bond still in place, she finds temptation and chaos around every corner. Correcting the balance promises the ultimate freedom, but the dark still calls, even if destiny beckons. She’s finally found her purpose in this world. Will it lead to salvation or destruction?

Of all the worlds and life they created, the gods favored their children the most. But with that favor came the fear that their Legacy would one day become too powerful and overthrow them. Devram was created. A realm hidden amongst the stars. The gods gave their Legacy the best of all the worlds, and then they left, a sworn agreement to never return and to never interfere.

Tessalyn Ausra’s fate has always been out of her hands. Still bonded to the Heir of Endings, she now finds herself with more control than ever before. Everyone wants something from her, and she has to choose a side. But in a realm full of villains, she trusts no one, and she has secrets of her own to keep.

My name is Tate Eckhart, and I love my life. I have a great job, a sick wardrobe, drive a fancy car, and sip scotch old enough to be my Daddy. I’m fine with being known as the bad guy, the troublemaker, and the unattached harlot out of all my friends. Hey, if the Burberry loafer fits, right? Money, control… lust, no strings attached. It’s how I’ve been living since that one night, back in college when I stepped over a line with one of my closest friends, only to discover the truth. Love is for suckers.

Winner of the Locus Award and CIBA Mark Twain grand prize, The Man Who Saw Seconds is a gripping speculative fiction thriller, blending absurdist satire and adrenaline-charged suspense, about a New York man who can see five seconds into the future—which changes his life forever; perfect for...

Hanna Harp’s incendiary debut paranormal dark romance, perfect for fans of Sadie Kincaid’s Forged in Blood and Keri Lake’s Anathema, follows Cade, a devoted hunter fighting to shield his sister Callisto from a haunting generational curse, but when a mysterious spirit begins to break down...

Miles Keller has only ever been sure of two things—his love for hockey, and the girl who lives across the hall. As the newest member of the Cranes, he’s fighting for his spot on the ice while hiding the fact that he’s in love with his best friend, Miranda Sinclair. Miranda has spent her life outrunning the past that nearly destroyed her. Miles is steady, loyal, and safe… everything she’s afraid to need.

Sean found love once, with his college roommate, Trevor, and Trevor’s best friend, Charlotte. The missing piece, Sean made it possible for Trevor and Charlotte to find love too. But then Sean left and took the love with him. Now an FBI agent, Sean is back in town, 10 years later, to investigate a murder. A case that pits him against his ex-lovers - Charlotte, a local detective, and Trevor, a literature professor sucked into the Shakespearean mystery. Everyone guards their hearts, but before long, desire sparks anew the feelings that burned hot a decade ago. That still burn true.

What would you do if you thought your coworker was getting away with murder—literally? Dolores dela Cruz has been dying to spot one in the wild, and he fits the mold perfectly: strangler gloves, calculated charm, dashing good looks that give a leg up in any field . . . including fields of...

Tessalyn Ausra has been betrayed at every turn, but she’s also dealt betrayals of her own. With the consequences of her choices hanging over her, she’s done letting others define her purpose, but choosing that path could prove costly. Theon has sent her away, and Luka is wrestling with his own destiny, unsure if that still includes her.

Tessalyn Ausra has been betrayed at every turn, but she’s also dealt betrayals of her own. With the consequences of her choices hanging over her, she’s done letting others define her purpose, but choosing that path could prove costly. Theon has sent her away, and Luka is wrestling with his own destiny, unsure if that still includes her. The rest of Tessa’s companions are wary now that everyone has tasted her vengeance and experienced her chaos. Maybe they should be. Maybe balance has always been an illusion.

Special Agent Emmitt Marshall knows how to: Wear a cowboy hat. Hack anything. Win at chess. Fall in love with emotionally unavailable men. He even knows the perfect play to catch the terrorists who killed his mentor. Special Agent Levi Bishop doesn’t know how to: Move on after his wife’s death. Help his grieving son. Pay off his mountain of debt. Fix the mess some cowboy cyber agent made of his case. The same cowboy who proposes a marriage of convenience to stop a common enemy.

Sky Diver First-Class Eron Marcel makes his living hunting whalls, giant sea creatures valued for their oil and hide. But when a hunt goes disastrously wrong, Eron is saved by a creature he did not know even existed: half-human and half-fish. Working with his rescuer, a young mer named Ket, Eron learns that the mer rely on the whalls for protection from the sea’s dangers, and both species are facing potential extinction.

As the failures of physicalism begin to shake the confidence of even the most biased of its supporters, a new view on the nature of reality is establishing itself as the only tenable alternative: Analytic Idealism. According to it, there is a world out there independent of our individual minds, but such world is—just like ourselves—also mental or experiential. While being a realist, naturalist, rationalist, and even reductionist view, Analytic Idealism flips our culture-bound intuitions on their head.

My name is Zayn Bronsyn, and I think I screwed up. I wasn't supposed to fall, especially not for her. She's in a league of her own, and I'm just her brother's scumbag friend. The last time I saw her, she was thirteen with braces. Now, she's back from boarding school with an hourglass body that'll bring me to my knees. If Easton finds out I hooked up with his sister, he might actually kill me. She's too innocent, too perfect for a guy like me, but I can't resist dragging her into my messed-up world. Amelia Donovan might be the one to revive my blackened heart.

My name is Jace London, and I may have screwed up. I've always been the guy who had it all. Privilege, entitlement, and a life of luxury. But after one college night gone tragically wrong, nothing has ever been the same. Everyone thinks I should be happy. With a trust fund like mine, who could be sad? No one knows what's going on with me or the nightmares that keep me awake at night. I finally found salvation in a parent's worst nightmare, the only thing to ease the pain just enough to breathe.

My name is Easton Donovan, and I massively screwed up. I should've given her the world. Should've been everything she deserved. Instead, I broke her like every promise I've ever made. The darkness tells me to let her go. Memories of my past keep me from letting her in. Someone should tell her that loving me is a losing game. Just being around her is a high I've never known. If she knows what's good for her, she'll cut me off. Given the chance, I'll ruin her the way I've done to others. But with the bomb she just dropped, she's here to stay.

I have shown the world a part of my power. The avatar of a god has been summoned! But I'm no fool, so no one knows it's an avatar . . . My enemies, on the other hand, are fools. When will they stop? Alex Scully appears to the world and a great healer mage, a mage of beauty. If any man misbehaves...

Special Agent Levi Bishop needs to: Keep his son and family safe. Prove his boss was framed for a crime she didn’t commit. Convince his selfless cowboy husband that his needs matter too. Make a bold play before love slips through his fingers.

'Twas the night before Christmas. A secret was looming. The lust in my heart had become too consuming. Make no mistake, no blood do we share, But my guardian was the man whose cross I did bear. With his icy coal eyes, and peppermint lips, Under mistletoe I stood, no chance to resist. For it was on none other than this cold silent night, That I gave into wrong, and it felt so damn right.