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I see dead people, and not just the men I murdered. I'm in danger of being committed because I can’t tell what’s real from my hallucinations. Everyone thinks I’m crazy when the serial killer I jilted starts haunting my house. He assassinates any man who shows me interest, leaving their body parts under my pillow. During the day, his gaslighting destroys my peace of mind. But at night, he invades my nightmares and makes me crave the depravity.

Alira, a devoted demigod knight, has found herself trapped in the throes of a brutal curse—a time loop in which the demon kingdom's Blood Knight kills her every time. She is haunted by the attack she led on the innocent village of Thornhall, and her guilt consumes her from the inside out. After the twentieth time loop, she has finally had enough. Something has to change, lest she die at the Blood Knight's hand for the rest of time. A choice she hopes she won't regret—one to end the war between demigods and demons.

He’s New York’s coldest billionaire CEO. And I just accidentally became his daughter’s nanny. To be clear, I didn’t mean to become anyone’s nanny. There was a coffee shop. Some bunny-shaped foam art. And a serious case of mistaken identity. Now I’m working for Sullivan Beaufort. Grumpy. Guarded. Sinfully handsome. And CEO of Beaufort Diamonds.

Captain Alister Paine has always had his good eye set on treasure, murder, and sinking ships. His fame as a ruthless, bloodthirsty pirate has spread across the Seven Seas. The Howling Death, his precious warship, is the deadliest ship on the ocean waters, striking fear into the hearts of all those who see it. So when a deceitful yet sensual woman steals his bloody ship from him, he wants nothing but revenge! And revenge can come in many forms...

Good girl. I am good. I’m good at my job, running my company, and making a filthy amount of money. But when a tattooed, dark-haired stranger a decade younger than me whispers Good Girl in my ear—I don’t want to be good anymore. Behind closed doors, Salt shows me things I’ve never experienced. He holds me captive with his burning touch and fevered demands of submission. He brings me to my knees and makes me yearn to stay there forever, even as the clock ticks… Everyone says what we’re doing is sinful. That a woman like me shouldn’t have desires like this.

I'm trapped in a forgotten nightmare with the monster I most fear. The key to my freedom lies behind a wall of memories. Xero's specter invades my mind, whispering both vengeance and salvation. He insists he's real, yet I can't trust my shattered psyche. But as my tormentors draw close, I must rely on the phantom I betrayed for protection—and for revenge.

Being wildly attracted to my best friend’s little sister was kind of a nightmare. Especially when she knew every vivid detail of my very active sex life. When her best friend offered the opportunity to get to know her through a blind dating experiment where she won’t know who she’s talking to for two weeks, I didn’t hesitate to take the opportunity to show her who I was beyond all the miscommunication.

Rosie is a pro bono lawyer on a holiday vacation with her uptight, neurosurgeon husband of eight years. Greg has promised a week-long getaway in a remote lake-side cabin where they can escape their high-pressure jobs and explore their fantasies... The only problem is—it’s been three days, and Greg has yet to even kiss Rosie.

She checked in at the free use heat clinic for some relief and found a pack instead. Emily has had one lousy heat after another, and is finally ready to break that cycle of hope and disappointment. When she goes to the nearby free-use clinic, she’s not sure what to expect. Breeding waivers, group activities, and restraints? Maybe this is all she’s destined for. What pack wants a thirty-six year old omega who might be past her breeding prime?

It was supposed to be a one-night stand; a completely anonymous hookup with no strings attached. When that same girl shows up for recruit training and my best friend introduces her as his little sister, however, things get... complicated. Because even though I agreed to a one-night stand, I can’t get Quinn Jacobsen out of my head. It isn’t long before the two of us start sneaking around, and the deeper we get into our web of lies, the more it starts to unravel.

I know the truth now—the dark, twisted things he did to her. It fuels my thirst for vengeance, my hunger for his blood. For her, I’ve agreed to a truce—for now. We’ll keep her safe. We’ll bring down the monsters hunting her. But every second he’s near her shreds my control. He thinks she’s his. He’s wrong. When this ends, she’ll be mine.

Living as human prey beneath the earth, Fiona knew that anything would be better than the life that stretched ahead. The stars made an offer and she took it. Used as a sexual trading card between the rich and powerful survivors of the lethal impact has left Fiona with an urge for change. She needs out and the offer from an alien race to be a bondservant until she paid out her transport and training is an offer she wants to take them up on.

My bonds are broken. Gone. I'm left alone to pick up my shattered pieces. A bondless, pregnant omega. It feels like I can't breathe without them. We were all each other had in the world. Or so I thought. One of my alphas had a brother that he kept secret for ten years. A twin brother. Link shows up out of the blue with his pack, wanting to help me. But I can't look at him without longing for someone I'll never see again. They think they can fix me, glue all my broken pieces back together. Joke's on them. My jagged shards will never fit back together again.

Their passion refuses to fizzle out and burns brighter, hotter, and, frighteningly, deeper every time. Rosetta manages to convince the land-hating Alister to port. They need supplies, and the Laughing Siren still needs repairs. But land may be dangerous for them—and not just because of the bounty on his head.

Four scent-matched alphas who also happened to be my brother's best friends? Check. Fate blessing me with the dreamiest, tastiest-smelling guys I've ever met? Check, check. Weller. Owen. Tristan. Freddie. I'd planned the perfect moment to reveal myself as their scent match, their missing puzzle piece. Everything was working out perfectly... until it fell apart with a bang. Graduation night was supposed to be the big moment. The night I finally came clean and admitted the truth: I was theirs, and they were mine. Turns out, the universe had other ideas.

Growing up, my biggest dream was to marry my best friend, Teo Kirby. Life had other plans—or he did, anyway. His perfect future involved football, not his curvy best friend. He broke my heart…and a horrific accident destroyed my life. I've never been able to get past it. I don't think he has, either. When we come face to face at my concert after six years, Teo swears I don't know the full story. And he isn't the same boy I loved back then. This version of him is harder. Angrier. A tornado in a jersey. And God help me, he still has the power to break me.

My life seemed pretty perfect until I turned twelve. Then everything was destroyed with a fainting spell, a doctor's visit, and a diagnosis that rocked me to my core. Now at seventeen, I am being shipped to a new country and school with no support from my father. I'm facing a tangled web of lies and truths that will test and threaten to break me, but I've never been the type to back down. The Kings of Wayward Academy set their eyes on me, and the chess game begins.

Millicent Foxboro is haunted. Not by ghosts, but by the anguish of her past and the uncertainty of her future. After all, even in the progressive year of 1928, most people would balk at hiring a woman who’d spent two months in a mental ward for traumatic amnesia. So when an uncommon assistantship to a reclusive Professor of mythology falls into her lap with an ungodly salary attached, her desperation for stability overrides her cautious nature.

As a Scavenger in Elysium City, I know the score: keep my head down. Survive. And don’t mess with the Green Jacks. They might be the only magic left in this world (and the only way to grow food after the Climate Wars), but no one is strong enough to wear a Green Jack mask for long. So when I find one—the only thing I can do is run. Too late. It’s already chosen me.

I'm not sure what’s real anymore. One minute, I’m living a perfectly mundane, comfortable life, and the next, I’m being married off to a man I’ve never met in a quickie ceremony, then whisked away to live in his creepy old mansion on a secluded estate. My new husband is dangerous and unpredictable. Sometimes he’s calm, and sometimes he’s chaos. It’s like his personality is fractured in two halves; I never know which side of him I’m going to get, and the constant looking over my shoulder is starting to take its toll.