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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.

I've had a thing for Ivy Scott since I first laid eyes on her a year ago. She's smart, sexy, and everything I've ever wanted. Too bad she was engaged to one of my best friends. But that idiot leaves her at the altar. So, as one of the groomsmen, I have to be there for her, right? Even if that includes a cross-country road trip with the other two groomsmen—her best friend, Liam, and my best friend, Harrison—to the beach house she's inherited in South Carolina.

PERFORMED IN DUET NARRATION!!! The ache of tragedy sunk deep, like the claws of a wicked monster. To heal was to remember what my godfather told me when I was six…Pain is a part of life. If you prepare for it, it will hurt less. He would know, after all. Lazarus Weston is pain personified. The scowling man with stormy eyes and tattoos covering his excessive muscles is not only my godfather, but also my dad’s business partner and best friend. A permanent fixture in our lives. Well, in Dad’s, not mine.

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?

This is no fairytale; it's the yearning and guilt of two burdened hearts that will leave you breathless. 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...

As soon as Alexander catches sight of his son's girlfriend, he wants her to be his. Consumed by an intense attraction, Alexander embarks on a mission to seduce the younger woman, even if it means stealing her from his son.

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.

I've got a lot on my plate. Not only do I have my own pack to protect, but I keep the whole six-pack territory secure by training and running the security squad. The new recruits are here for the summer, and it's my job to whip them into shape. I can't afford any distractions, but one of the female recruits is doing just that- distracting me. Fallon is the most frustrating girl I've ever met; she's all alpha female and she openly challenges my authority. She's so far from my type, but for some reason, I'm drawn to her.

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.

I'm next in line to be the alpha of my pack, but my father doesn't think I'm ready. In his eyes, I'll never be—he wants me to grow up, straighten up, to be someone I'm just... not. At least I've got the security squad in the meantime, and I'm taking on more responsibility by working with the squad's IT unit. I assumed working with a bunch of computer geeks would be boring as hell, but the new girl on the unit has me intrigued. I'm used to getting any girl I want, yet she's rebuffed all of my advances.

New York was supposed to be a fresh start. An uncomplicated, clean slate where I could draw a new me. But clean and uncomplicated became wishful thinking when a devil in a tailored suit made a mess of my clothes just before my life-changing interview. Now he’s settled into my life in a way he had no business to. This devil had darker shades than I could handle, but still, he’d be the one to shine a light on the person I was supposed to be.

Moonshaw was supposed to be a clean break—a relaxing life with the backwoods right on my doorstep, where all I had to worry about was lively herbs and the occasional stray monster. But when a magical anomaly tears through the town archive, it doesn't just leave a mess. It digs up a skeleton and a contract written in a lost language. It turns out that Moonshaw is in the firing line of an ancient entity that's about to come roaring back into this world.

What do a serial killer, a football star, a goth girl, and a jealous stalker have in common? We might die soon. As the certified goth girl on campus, I'm used to being an outcast. No one understands me, and that's okay. Life is simple, if not a little lonely. Until I trip over a dead body and...

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 was running out of options. Jobless, hungry, and exhausted, with no clue what to do next. Then help came in the form of a business card. Bite: an underground blood agency matching consenting donors with vampires willing to pay a premium for live feedings. One bite may not be so bad. It could fix a lot of my problems. But then one bite turns into two, and the next thing I know, I'm standing at a donor gala, catching the eye of the most powerful man in the room. James Devereaux, vampire king of the Northeast. A vamp who never drinks from the same human twice. Until me.

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...

After seeking to innovate a new spell against the rules of my guild, I was given a choice: remain indebted to the guild for years, resigned to complete whatever missions they sent me on, or gain my freedom—and have my class reset all the way back to Level One. This guy chose freedom. Fortunately, thanks to the generosity of an old friend, I've come into possession of a patch of land in the free town of Moonshaw.

Damned by gods and threaded by fates, two mortals must embrace the darkness to find their true destinies. Lilith Clarke is supposed to be dead: murdered by the vicious King Oren, her blood staining a field of daisies. But death would have been merciful. After years of having no name, she is...

Wishing for things you shouldn't makes them come true. Like craving the touch of the man who wants to kill you. Feeling the heat of his lover's jealous gaze. Or tasting the desire on your best friend's lips. Some people would call me selfish for wanting three wicked men, but if you knew the...

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.