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My neighbor believes in Christmas magic. That's because someone takes out her trash, does her dishes and laundry, clears snow from her driveway, and puts up Christmas decorations in her house. She has no idea it's me, her stalker neighbor who watches her every move. Seeing only the good around her, she fails to notice that I also steal her panties and curtains. She doesn't know I'm in her bedroom every night. What I do is for her protection as much as for my pleasure. Emma loves to help, often bringing sick or lost animals into her home.

Desdemona Althenia has spent her life in the shadows, hiding volatile magic that could kill her if unleashed. Born into the lowest ranks of society, she's survived by her wits—and her willingness to lie. But when fate traps her within the brutal walls of Visnatus Academy, power is finally within reach. Prince Lucian Aibek lives beneath the weight of a crumbling empire and a family that thrives on control. Desdemona's fire may be his freedom—or his downfall.

My mom is clawing her way out of a massive amount of medical debt. So, in addition to being an active-duty Marine, I'm also working security for my friend's matchmaking company to help her out as much as I can. Then one night, a gorgeous and mysterious woman needs my help evading a group of well-dressed men who are after her. I don't question it, I just get her out of there. Then I find out she's the princess of a small country, and she wants to leave her royal duties behind. She doesn't want to go back. I don't want to give her up. Now what?

One evening, two years’ worth of memories lost. Under the pretense of recovery, my father sends me to an elite boarding college, but soon, my memories start rushing back, and it’s obvious I’m not at Lakeside to heal. I’m here to hide. Navigating the scattered past to decipher the threat lurking in the shadows is hard while I’m kept in the dark and even harder when he steals my focus. Crude, arrogant, and threatening, he draws me in, and the closer I get, the less I understand. Waking up without memories is terrifying, but remembering the time I lost is infinitely worse.

The last time I saw Tim Cheltenham, he was an eighteen-year-old soccer hottie with an irresistible English accent, a painfully gorgeous face, and an enormous . . . ego. Fifteen years later, with a medical degree under my belt and a new dream job with The Strikers soccer team—his team—I'm not about to let Tim's bad attitude and grumpy scowl ruin it for me. But when my chauvinistic boss implies that he doesn't trust single women to stay on the job long-term, I panic and tell him I'm engaged.

Alina Ravenscroft has a plan: graduate from Coven Crest Academy, master her magic, and join the king's powerful coven of witches. The only problem? The king is her grandfather, and he insists she can't attend without a knight by her side. A bodyguard. A babysitter.

Drunk-texting a grumpy soccer star? Best worst decision of my life. Especially when the player is the sinfully handsome, foul-mouthed Holden Sanders . . . my new library assistant. The benched bad boy needed an image makeover, I needed to save my job, and his star status was just what the library ordered to raise awareness for our fundraising campaign. The press can't get enough of Mr. Growly reading to kids.

I promised Eloise a crown. After hundreds of years of fighting and sacrifice, I swore I'd make her a princess and give her the peaceful life she deserves. But when I return to claim my throne, I find my brother sitting on it instead—with no intention of stepping aside. I'm trapped between the vow I made and the kingdom I've lost. Stay silent and keep the peace I promised Eloise but watch her fade as she struggles to reconnect with her magic in a realm that doesn't want us. Or reclaim what's mine and drag the woman I love into yet another battle.

With one phone call, Colt's life turned upside down, inside out, backwards, spiraled out of control . . . however you want to say it. He was used to life not going as planned, but this little detour changed his life forever and completely terrified him. But he didn't have time to dwell on the fact he was not this toddler's one and only parent. His little niece Poppy needed him, and he was determined not to fail her. But life continued to throw him curve balls.

Anderson Gratney does odd jobs that usually involve a gun and covert ops for the CIA. His latest assignment? Kidnap a CIA analyst in order to keep her safe. Easy. Except there's nothing simple about the beautiful, careful Carol Sark, who tempts him the more he learns about her. Coming face to face with a masked man in her home is the most terrifying experience of Carol's life—until he kidnaps her. He claims he's there to keep her safe, but she doesn't know who to trust. And until they can figure out who the threat is, she's forced to take him at his word.

Haunted by the mistakes he made while fighting for his country, Rand Duncan has become the CIA's go to man for tough jobs in an effort to atone for his sins. Late-night phone calls and covert meetings are the norm. Until she arrives and his past crashes into his present.

I'm a woman who knows my own worth. And more than anything, I deserve love. Wild, passionate, all-consuming love. What I did not deserve was being forced to hang around my small town to watch the jerk who left me at the alter fawn over his new wife.

My worst nightmares have come to pass. Not only has my father found me, but I'm now locked away in an asylum. What bothers me more is that I don't know where I stand with the guys. After our brutal battle with a vengeful ghost, I wouldn't blame them if they don't want anything to do with me. As though my life wasn't already in shambles, my gifts have come to the attention of a real-life mad scientist. He wants to exploit my abilities for nefarious purposes, and he doesn't care if I live through his experiments as long as he gains what he wants.

My shadow prince was wrested from my arms and dragged through a portal, and I don't know who took him or why. Damien showed me my power as a woman and as a mage, and he means everything to me. He built me back up after my ex tore me down. And now he's gone. I'll stop at nothing to free him, but when I learn the vampire queen is responsible, things get complicated. The subterranean city of Night Haven isn't accessible by humans, and even the most powerful magical creatures in my life won't dare challenge the vicious and bloodthirsty Valeska.

I don't need a man for anything. Love and romance? Pfft. No thanks. Never again. Between my career as a wedding planner and being a single mother, I barely have time to think about men. I wasn't looking for a hero when I ended up locked outside a hotel that was engulfed in a blazing inferno, wearing nothing but a robe. I would've eventually saved myself. Too bad he didn't give me a chance. Yep, you guessed it. Luke Incendio, the sexy firefighter who came to my hotel rescue and the man who had caused me to swear off love years ago is one and the same.

Ever heard of impostor syndrome? Well, if you look it up in the dictionary, you'll find my picture beside the definition. I've been living in my older brother's shadow since the day I was born. Anyone would struggle to live up to the legacy of the great Jaxon Slate, hockey superstar and face of the league. But it's worse for me. Everyone expects me to be Jaxon 2.0, and I'm nothing more than an off-brand imitation. When I'm out and about, people see me and glance over my shoulder, hoping he's with me. Until her.

One man. Two names. Two personalities. One captivates, the other terrifies. Under the pretense of love, he used me, searching for secrets I didn't know I had. Cuddles, kisses, and whispered sweet nothings lulled me into a false sense of security that shattered with a single flashback. Running from the threat I now know he is, I fall straight into a nightmare… and the darkness reveals the truths. I’m not the center of Nash’s world. I’m a piece in Carter’s game.

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.

My gift has always felt more like a curse. Standing up and speaking the truth when nobody wants to hear it is terrifying. But the truth doesn't erase the horrors I've seen. It doesn't silence the whispers, or blind me to the fingers pointed my way. Doing the right thing never brought me anything but trouble. So finding myself held captive by a sexy-as-sin duo who loathe me on sight doesn't come as a shock. What does surprise me is how quickly my anger for them burns out, leaving a ferocious need in its place.

I see dead people. While it might sound cool, I can assure you, it's not. The dead are even bigger assholes than the living. I learned at a young age to be invisible. Even breathing wrong could set my father off. The beatings became progressively worse as I got older, and I feared I wouldn't survive to see my eighteenth birthday. So I plotted my escape, and no one was more surprised that it worked than me!