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With her death foretold, Althea Zoltaire only has three years to become what she’s always dreamed of being: a warrior legend. Women are forbidden to wield blades, so she has trained in secret her entire life. Now racing against the clock, she fights to secure her place in the elite guild charged with the protection of the five kingdoms. The sparring and hazing of the new trainees border on deadly, but even more dangerous is her growing attraction to Wilder Hawthorne, her unwilling warrior chaperone. All around them, schemes are afoot and darkness looms.

My ex’s brother is officially off-limits. Right? He’s ten years older. He’s only in town for a few weeks. And did I mention he’s my ex-boyfriend’s brother? But when I agree to be the grumpy lumberjack’s temporary assistant, it gets harder and harder to resist him. He’s all beard, broad shoulders, and growls, but I savor every one of his rare smiles.

After growing up with nothing, I've finally found my path to freedom: I'm a shifter, a warrior who transforms into a monster. All I have to do is survive bootcamp. I didn't count on my three 6'5 roommates-slash-trainers. Covered in tattoos, jeweled, and horned, these are like no men I've ever dealt with before.

Against all odds, Althea Zoltaire emerged from her trials as a champion. Now, she must train even harder and prepare herself to become a true warrior of Thezmarr. But Thea’s world is turned upside down as she struggles to navigate her newfound magic and uncover the secrets of her past. Slowly, she begins to untangle the truth about her family, her powers, and the evil that threatens to engulf the kingdom.

Imagine dating a guy for six months, and then one night, you make him dinner, recreating your first date so you can say “I love you” for the first time. Romantic, right? No. Because when you dress up as dessert, he tells you he’d rather be a party of one.

She’s my mission. My prize. My obsession. Ivy Kingston is the most wanted woman in the world for reasons she is completely oblivious to, reasons I intend to capitalize on. She needs a husband to receive her inheritance, so I’m on the hunt for a wife. As long as it’s her. I’m not who she thinks I am. But she has no idea who she really is either. I’ll be her groom. Her keeper. Her lover. And quite possibly her demise.

From the moment I spotted him on the side of the road, I knew he was trouble. Now I'm kneeling at the mercy of a masked devil with my boyfriend's blood on my hands. He tells me to call him Saint because he saved me... that I should be thankful he spared me a worse fate. I'm tempted to fight him or bargain. But when Saint tells me to run, a twisted part of me wonders if he'll chase.

The time has come to make one last stand against the forces of cursed men and monsters. But Thea’s enemies are only getting stronger. With allies divided and an outnumbered army, she must race against her own fate to secure the future of the midrealms—or die trying. A prophecy is looming, and Thea’s life is in the balance. Does she have the power to cheat death itself? Love and loyalty will be tested. Bonds will fracture forever. But all must fight for a better world. In the final war for survival, will Thea and Wilder emerge victorious? Or will the shadows consume them at last?

With darkness cursing the world around her, Althea Zoltaire is desperate for vengeance. But as she hunts Wilder Hawthorne across the kingdoms, brutal secrets begin to unravel. Not knowing what—or who—to trust, Thea and her companions find themselves entwined with a destiny far greater than one man. Together, they must navigate the haunting revelations that could shatter the very foundations of the midrealms.

This temptation is my punishment. His redemption is my penance. Jonah Hendrix is the bad boy of the music industry. As lead guitarist of The Hometown Heartless, negative press follows him like a scorned lover. And even his fans fuel the flames of his torched reputation. Despite his permanent residence in the media, he’s never been on my radar. Not until my boss comes to me with a proposition.

Being the founder of a non-profit and keeping it going is my only focus right now. I don't have time for distraction–men, my health, my friends–all of it takes a back seat to me keeping this going. I've lived by other people's rules for too long, I am ready to break out on my own, and I'll prove to everyone I can do it. The Crown Project helps sick children and their families find some happiness during hard times, and I am committed to making it happen. If I can't have my own, I'll give someone else a fairytale.

Keep the cold. I’ve always understood my duty. As heir to the Winter Court, I must be ready to take my father’s place and keep the realm safe under a blanket of frost. But my father never taught me how to protect my people. That role has fallen to his best friend, Ronan, who agreed to serve as my guardian after my father grew ill. Charming and dangerous, Ronan hasn’t let illegitimacy or family tragedy stop his rise to power. A master of the elements, he’s a faithful ally. Until my father dies.

I'm anything but sweet, despite what people think, so when he tells me I'm too good for him and I'm better off without him, I don't listen. My life was simple before Grave stepped through that door, but who wants simple?

I’m not great with relationships or men. I don’t even date. My entire sexual experience can be reduced to three nights of trauma. Imagine my surprise when one of hockey’s best players with the worst reputation takes interest in geeky old me. Tyson Murphy isn’t what I need in my life. He’s hung up on his ex-girlfriend and runs through women like he runs down opponents on the ice. The last thing he needs is a woman who is terrified of intimacy. The last thing I want is to be is just another puck in his net.

My truth is control. My truth is that good is rewardedand that bad is punished. Aubrey Knight thought she could disrupt my business and get away with it. But, she was sorely mistaken. So, when her father lost the election and came to me begging for money, I struck a deal. The little brat would serve as collateral until the loan was repaid. She thinks she can test me. How laughable. She will learn that my house has rules, and she will learn to follow them.

Rock-hard abs. Cocky smile. Sculpted hipbones that scream filthy sex. Liam Cage is walking torture for any girl in New York, but especially me. My mother is married to his father and on top of that, I'm living under his roof. I'm following his rules. I'm nothing but his perfect angel and so I can't want him. I can't tempt him. I can't bait him into touching my half-naked body while I lay "asleep" on his couch. . . . About that.

For the past three years, Delilah Tate has been the only thing aside from baseball that has saved me from my grief. She's the equivalent of the warm sun filtering through the clouds on the coldest days. She thaws and heals the parts of me that are broken. My brother has been the driving reason behind all my hard work on and off the baseball diamond. But now I have one more reason to fulfill all my promises to him. Be the man she deserves.

If you love your romance heroes with a soft spot for animals, and a little southern drawl in their dirty talk, this is the series for you!

Wrenly Morgan. Her name tasted like forbidden fruit on my tongue. I didn’t know where she came from, and I didn’t care. All that mattered was getting closer to her by any means necessary. I watched her movements from the cage. She was a vision in a tight black dress that accentuated her curves. Raven hair spilled over her shoulders as she moved toward her seat in the front row. When I saw her, I couldn’t look away or resist her magnetic pull. I was ensnared, a fly caught in her web.

Say his name loud enough, and he might hear it. No one dares speak his name, for fear he'll come for them. My brother ruined his life, and now he plans to return the favor. For months, I've been living in a cage, dreading the moment he finds me. When he does, it's like a ghost materializing. I'm taken, trapped at his side, never knowing when my end will come. The Denver Kings control everything, and with war on the horizon, I can only pray it distracts him long enough to keep him out of my bed.