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Carnival is just around the corner, so New Orleans is enjoying the last gasps of the off-season. It should be a quiet time in the French Quarter, but nothing is ever truly quiet on Bourbon Street. When a man and woman walking home from dinner are attacked by a monster, Zach Sully and Ofelia Archer are called to the scene. The man is dead, killed in an instant, and the woman is shaken. She also happens to be Sully’s ex-girlfriend. As Ofelia looks into things—monsters are her specialty after all—disturbing stories start to emerge.

I lie to one of the city's most ruthless men—and it feels so good. Deception is a drug, and I'm quickly becoming an addict. Each time we speak, Zuko has no idea it's me. The lie tastes sweet leaving my mouth. I couldn't stop now, even if I wanted to—which I don't. He thinks our conversations are more than just sex. He's wrong. The intimacy he feels is all a facade. Until the day an embodiment of my darkest fantasies walks into my bar, and his unmistakable voice sends a shiver down my spine. It turns out I'm not the one in control.

A killer has come to Detroit, and he’s knocking off pink-haired women and leaving them in area parks. Is he looking for Luna Thorn? He just might be. As if time traveling and meddlesome reapers weren’t enough to deal with, Luna has a new problem… and it’s wearing a mask. Constant horror movie jokes aside, as each body drops, the pressure weighing down Luna continues to build. She can’t take another moment of uncertainty. So, that’s when her mother returns and firmly inserts herself into Luna’s life. Luna has been looking for answers for a long time.

Imagine getting a chance to live out your filthiest fantasies. Would you take it? I dream about twins; four hands, two mouths and two other things HUGE enough to blow my mind. So when a set of deliciously sexy identical brothers suddenly appear in my small town nightclub, I don’t know what to do. Should I take the gift that fate is offering? They look like Bryan; the man I’ve been secretly in love with for years.

My boss hired me while I was drunk out of my mind at a party. Wobbling around, whining about being unemployed. But it was no charity. I'm qualified—over-qualified—for this job. Seriously, I'm really, really good. So good that that I got drunk (again) and fell into Simon's bed. Mr. Simon Cox. Uptight. Freakishly organized. Too proud. And way too rich. All the things I'm not. All the things I never want to be. Imagine his reaction when he enters my Brooklyn apartment that looks more like a pigsty than a home. Anyhow, he came over to ask for a favor. And he came prepared....

It’s my sister’s wedding, and I know I shouldn’t be fantasizing about the identical twins who are standing next to my brother-in-law-to-be, but I can’t help myself. They are totally gorgeous with their steel gray eyes and bodies that make my lady parts clench. Tall and broad, it’s all I can do to keep upright in their presence. Fantasies are one thing, but reality is a whole other ball game. I’m done with making stupid mistakes over men. I might enjoy imagining Callum and Liam giving me a wedding night to remember, but that’s as far as it goes.

I've seen my stepbrother's gorgeous, ripped body before, and I've been half in love with him since he moved into my house. He’s cocky and sexy, and when he calls me princess, I want to punch him in the mouth. But I’ve never seen a dick that big, and now that I have, I can’t seem to think of anything else.

There are rumors going around about my twin stepbrothers. HUGE rumors. I try to ignore gossip, but it’s easier said than done when it involves reports about the size of things that a stepsister should know nothing about. Ethan and Nathan are the identically gorgeous hunks of man-flesh that have just moved into my house. I could barely look at them before the rumors, with their ridiculously twinkly blue eyes and smiles that turn me into a mindless puddle of goo. We’re supposed to be family, and I’m trying my hardest to be a welcoming stepsister.

I had two choices. Go to prison or marry an alien. I chose the alien. I should have picked prison.

Accused by the Queen of Dominion of bringing Darkness to the world, Amira and her men must go on a quest to destroy three unholy objects in order to stop the darkness before it fully engulfs the world. Along the way danger abounds, as these unholy objects are more dangerous than they seem, possessing dark magics powerful enough to kill anyone who dare come looking for them. Like Amira didn't have enough on her hands, Ragnaron has joined their quest, sparking fierce conflict and competition with the Blood Moon Alphas as every wolf wants Amira for himself.

Being born a "blue moon shifter" means living my life underground and not being allowed to visit the surface world, not ever. Being an outcast in my pack, ridiculed and taunted daily, didn't make life any better. I've dreamed of escape for years, but when Alpha Logan rejects me, I make a break for it. The only problem is, this sadistic Alpha wolf has made me his new chew toy and refuses to part with me. I escape my pack with the help of three mysterious Alpha wolves from the surface world, but they trick me. Before I can enjoy my new freedom, they kidnap me, taking me to their lair.

We met at his ex's wedding, where she uttered their safe word in her vows. Immediately, his jaw clenched, and his hands balled into tight fists. Moments later, he told her I was with him. When in reality, I had snuck into the wedding. Knowing full well he was trouble, I tried to leave when he gripped my arm and whispered in a low, intimidating voice, "Do you sneak into weddings often?" His words had me stuck to the spot.

I'm a single mom with a past darker than coal. I've endured a life of pain, escaped a monster, and survived hell. Because of my past, the walls surrounding my heart are strong. Impenetrable. But those walls begin to crumble when I meet him: Detective Anthony Moretti. He's everything I've ever wanted and everything my son deserves. I can lie to myself all day long, but the truth is, I want him. But we don't always get what we want, do we? With the monster from my past closing in, I push him away. But Anthony - hardheaded man that he is - isn't having it.

Blind, orphaned witch Claire has spent her entire life wondering where she belonged. She's grown up in a small coven on the outskirts of the Unitam Realm. While the teasing about her blindness hurts, the ridicule the coven members give her about her orphan status cuts deeper. What kind of disappointment do you have to be to have your parents abandon you?

The hottest race car driver to ever exist. Jason likes to win. Every. Single. Time. So when he heard of my engagement? It made him skip town faster than he takes those death-defying left turns. That engagement never turned into marriage. I broke it off. Only to have him not living next door to me anymore. I've called a million times. Cried a thousand tears. Has he heard that I'm still single? Logic tells me that he has. So, the real question is: Is he ever going to return?

When 49-year-old Eleanor Rockwell was laid off from her soul-crushing corporate job, she moved a few miles north of Austin with her daughter, Evie, and opened Silver Circle Cat Rescue in the small town of Tablerock, Texas.

Of all the people in the world to get snowed in at the library the night before a big exam, it had to be me. I must have pissed off karma or something because there is no way being trapped. Alone. In the dark. With not one, not two, but FOUR sexy athletes can be a good thing. Especially not when they make the most outrageous bet. Who can please me the best? Puh-leaze.

Book store owner and novice witch Lily Michaels is struggling to get a handle on her new powers. The book “Practical Beginnings” is showing her random spells to learn, and her familiar, the talking cat, Milo, isn’t much help. She doesn’t need any more distractions, but when a car crashes just outside the bookstore, Lily is first on the scene. It’s more than just an automobile accident. Bullet holes can be deadly. The victim, shady real estate agent Teddy Roberts, was dead before his fancy sports car ever hit that pole.

Fresh off her engagement and still basking in the glow of new love, Ellie Rockwell should be focused on wedding plans. Instead, she and daughter Evie find themselves knee-deep in adorable kittens as Silver Circle tackles kitten season in Tablerock, Texas. But wedding catalogs and bottle-feeding schedules take a back seat when local artisan Penelope Periwinkle is discovered murdered among her handcrafted items at the town's annual Crafts and Creations Festival.

He's my boss. He's 15 years older than me. Against the rules. Forbidden. Irresistible. My life was already turned upside down. I'm on my own for the first time after being disinherited by my parents. Now I have to go and work for my money. Which ended up with getting a crush on my boss. He's six-foot-plus of blond Nordic hotness, total alpha male. More than a crush, really. A volcano. Flames, passion, someone who has me erupting. It has to be a secret. No one can ever know. Now we're in Paris together, the most romantic city in the world.