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They tried to intimidate me. They tried to get me expelled. They tried to bring me to my knees. They failed. The angelic princes betrayed me, and now, it’s time for this little succubus to get her revenge. My secret’s been exposed, but I’m not leaving Seraphim Academy until I rescue my brother. I know where he is, and I’ll do whatever it takes to bring him back - alive.

Getting into the vampire-only detective unit was the easy part. What’s going to be more difficult is dealing with my new partner - an ancient vampire who keeps threatening to eat me. The unit has never had a human in it. Marcus - or, as I like to call him: Fangy McFangface - would really prefer to keep it that way. He’s grumpy, short-tempered, and broody, but I have a way with words, and I know he’s starting to like me, even if he swears he’s not.  

They think I’m half angel and half human. They think I have no magic. They think that because I grew up in the human world, I’m clueless about what to expect at Seraphim Academy. They’re wrong. I’m not half human. I’m half demon. And this little succubus has come to play. My brother vanished from Seraphim Academy without a trace, and I’ll do whatever it takes to find him, including infiltrating the school myself.

Is a nice little wedding with Blow-up Randy and Jackson My Love too much to ask for? Clearly, because someone’s trying to kill one of us...again. Generally, this would be my thing and I would jump right in singing my murder song, but they want Jackson dead and I will do anything (and I mean anything) to keep him alive - including and not limited to: 10 Dobermans, bulletproof glass, and dragging Cassel in with the promise of more Jerebear.

When I saw my escape, I took it. Now I'm in New York City and trying to get my life back on track. Despite the tracker in my ankle, Crow hasn't come for me. He hasn't even called me. I told him the depth of my feelings but he cruelly rejected them. Maybe he's forgotten about me. One day, I walk into my apartment and spot the pile of buttons on the counter. I never left them there, and there's only one explanation for their presence. Maybe Crow hasn't forgotten me after all.

As the director of concierge of the Liberty Building in Tribeca, it’s my job to take care of the rich and famous, the billionaire suits, their trophy wives, all the VIPs. It’s like running a hotel - but for billionaires. When a penthouse opens up, it’s like the floor of the stock exchange. The highest bidder wins. And this time, the winner is Deacon Hamilton. He’s young and gorgeous...but a tool.

What eternal bachelor and Wall Street mogul Damien wants more than anything is a boy of his own to cherish, but after years of heartbreak, he’s given up hope. No boy will ever love him as much as they love his wallet. Which is true up until he meets his best friend’s son, Matthew - a timid single dad almost 20 years his junior who Damien knows right away that he can’t live without. No matter what it takes, Damien will love him, protect him, and spoil him. And one day, if he’s lucky, his sweet Matthew will want to call him Daddy.

When Marcus Church brings his brother Claude in to help solve an unusual murder, I’m positive he did it just to disrupt my monotonous life. None of my coworkers in the Vampire Related Crimes unit seem to understand that I want to keep a wall between me and everyone else - especially Claude, who does everything he can to break through it with an annoying smile. After more vampires begin to die, Claude pinpoints the actions of the killers to a group of vampire hunters, leaving us in a race to stop them.

Detective Andreas Ruffner is no fool - he’s found a man who loves him, puts up with him, and has stuck with him through hell and back, and it’s time to put a ring on it. Darren Corliss is the love of his life, and he wants the whole world to know it. Now the fun part - the wedding!

Ricardo Torralba and August Morrison don’t agree on much besides the fact that they hate each other. According to Ricardo, August is a spoiled brat who really needs to knock off the sass, once in a while. August insists that Ricardo needs a sense of humor, a good lay, or a well-placed bullet. Maybe all three. Fortunately, the assassin’s profession is a solitary one, and they can go about their lives without getting in each other’s way.

When the vampire stalking me sent me a letter, I was prepared for my new life with the man I love to get thrown into chaos. But as the days stretch on and nothing happens, I become determined not to allow that monster to rule my life and decide that Marcus and I will move on. We can’t always allow the past to haunt us. If that includes pestering Marcus and harassing my fellow detectives, they’d better learn to love it because I’m not going anywhere, even if they like to remind me I’m the only human working in a department filled with vampires.

Ashton Townsend is the most famous celebutante of Manhattan's glitterati. The black sheep of his wealthy family, he's known for his club appearances, Instagram account, and sex tape. Most people can't imagine him wanting for anything, but Ashton yearns for friendship, respect, and the love of his best friend - amateur boxer Valdrin Leka. Val's relationship with Ashton is complicated. As the son of Ashton's beloved nanny, Val has always bounced between resenting Ashton and regarding him as his best friend. And then there's the sexual attraction between them that Val tries to ignore.

Hades retired from the business. Now it’s just me. Look at me now...bitter...angry...depressed. I resent my former friend so much, even hate the guy, but I’ve never been the same since he refused to forgive me. I meet a woman. One woman will love you for you, not your money or your power, but you’ll lose her. And once she’s gone...she’s gone. That gypsy wasn’t right about me too, right? I’ve got trouble on my doorstep when the new Skull King shows up. He wants a cut of my business. This is all I have left. Once again I become swallowed by the underworld.

Now that Leland’s decided to give up his life as a hitman and take a walk on the mild side, we’ve been enjoying a simple life of taking down bad guys the legal way. I didn’t know he would be just as reckless as a PI, but it’s not my fault if I happen to enjoy helping him hunt down the occasional criminal. If only I could keep the house from being overrun by Leland’s gun shrine - or stop him from making our cases “more exciting” by terrorizing people into confessing. Overall, life seems perfect, right? Wrong.

She betrayed me. After everything I did for her. Now, I’ll have to suffer the consequences of that mistake. But then, I’ll get the revenge that I deserve.

I have a secret that I've never told Derek, simply because it's something I never share with anyone. He has his secrets, I have mine. But when a late night takes an unexpected turn, I realize the truth will have to come out. Until he figures it out on his own...and that makes it a million times worse.

Deacon Hamilton was supposed to be just a client. And I don't date clients. Well, not anymore. But I've fallen in love with his son, fallen in love with our trips to the cabin...and now I can't be with Tucker anymore. Not when Deacon is the man I want. So I'm just going to tell him. And hope for the best.

Being a hit man has its perks, but I never thought getting an accidental mooning by an attractive PI while he’s caught on a fence would be one of them. While it’s not exactly love at first sight, he’s captured my interest and won’t let go. Suddenly, I find myself caught in a game of cat and mouse, determined to attract the attention of Jackson, the PI who should be my enemy. He pretends like he’s not flattered by my flowers and the mentions of my totally-not-fictitious blow-up doll, Randy (or was it Dandy?), but I know better.

I was 21 when the gypsy read my future: As punishment for your crimes, you will only love one woman...but she'll never love you back. I didn't believe a word of it. Until I met Sofia Romano almost 10 years later. I fell hard for this woman. Would die for this woman. But she left me. Now, years have passed, and Sofia needs a husband. Her father is gone, and her mother is trying to marry her off to a man that can protect their family, protect their company. Now, it's my chance to have the only woman I've ever loved...and I'll make sure she feels the same way.

Marry me for one year. Payment: $1.2 million. Hayden Somerset is convinced the ad is a joke, but he responds anyway because, hello, $1.2 million. He’s broke, living in a tiny apartment with two roommates, and exhausted from praying his ancient car survives just one more week. His skyrocketing rent and crushing student loans aren’t helping either. At this point, there isn’t much Hayden wouldn’t do for that kind of cash.