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Airen is at war. The queen is dead. The coven is incomplete. And things are uncertain under the sea. Now, the unicorns and mermaids and witches and warriors and the strangers from other lands all must band together to face the Beast and save Triton. The unions have been realized. Silence and Mars, True and Farah, Cassius and Elena, and Aramus and Ha-Lah are at their fullest powers. But the gods require sacrifice. The sacrifice of pure love. If it isn’t given, the Beast will prevail, and Triton will fall.

Cara Carelli is a silver-tongued mafia princess, master manipulator, and the only woman I've ever loved. But she's also smokin' hot and my ex-wife. When Cara led me straight into a trap and pleaded for my help, I couldn't say no. She thought she had the upper hand, but this time, I was in control and planned to make her beg. They say all's fair in love and war and turnabout's fair play, but what starts out as a wickedly seductive ploy turns into a twisted game of the heart.

My job as a SEAL has always been to go in and save the day. But even heroes fall. Even heroes make mistakes. My only saving grace was Gin Sullivan. My knockout best friend who wasn’t afraid to tell me the truth even when it hurt. She’d pick me up when I was wallowing in my own stupidity. It wasn’t hard for me to fall for her. Any man would. She was beautiful. She was smart. She was everything I’d ever wanted. I had plans to tell her that, squash the pining we’d both done for two years.

One minute, city girl Eileen Pennyroyal is running in terror from a bear - so scared she even forgets that she can turn into a wolf. The next minute, she's being rescued by the handsomest, rudest shifter she's ever seen. Does Marcus even know how to speak, or does he just grunt when someone tries to make conversation? Eileen knows when she's not wanted, and she thinks she's never going to see him again - until the local Alpha tells her that Marcus needs a mate immediately. And it's her.

I think for sure it must've been a dream because there's no way a guy could look like that, touch me like that, and be so in tune with me on every known level and disappear, leaving me with nothing but a good story to tell my friends. When he walks into my bar three months later, everything I thought I knew and what we'd had disappears in the blink of an eye and the blinding light of the three-carat diamond on his fiancee's hand.

Sometimes I need an escape from the demands, the puck bunnies, and the notoriety that come with being an NHL team captain. I just want to be a normal guy for a few weeks. So when I leave Chicago for some peace and quiet, the last thing I expect is for a gorgeous woman to literally fall into my lap on a flight to Alaska. Even better, she has absolutely no idea who I am.

My name is Ryan Kingston, and I’m a rule follower. I’ve never been in a fistfight. I always obey the speed limit. I don’t get drunk, and I definitely don’t pick up random women at bars. Except the night I found out that my whole existence has been a lie. I got drunk. And picked up a stranger. Her name was Queenie, and she was everything I’m not: reckless, impulsive, and chaotic. We did shots and traded secrets. And ended up naked at my place. Six weeks later I’m sitting in the first official team meeting of the season, and there she is.

The last thing Tamara expected was to be snatched away by a winged beast. This hadn’t been part of the brief. Was this normal hunt behavior? Surely not. She had a really bad feeling about this. Once the feeling settled in the pit of her stomach, it wouldn’t let go.

Levelheaded Francesca Lane never thought she’d miss her own wedding. But when her fiancé betrays her, she puts on her wedding dress and ditches the altar for a masquerade ball—at an exclusive lifestyle club. There, she meets unknown-to-her NFL star Tuck Avery, dressed as a prince and hiding behind a mask—he’s there to celebrate his birthday. For one night, Francesca and Tuck indulge in a wickedly incognito affair. No names. No strings. And the masks don’t come off.

Ryker Voss. Football star. Walks on water and God's gift to women. Just ask him. He promises Penelope Graham, lover of sparkly vampires and calculus, he’ll win her the heart of the guy she’s been crushing on. His plan - good old-fashioned jealousy. Once her crush sees her kissing Ryker, he'll realize what he's missing. Penelope knows she shouldn’t trust a cocky jock, but what’s a girl to do when she needs help getting a date? And Ryker’s keeping a secret, another bet, one that will destroy Penelope’s heart forever.

There are secrets that the humans must never find out. Secrets that would bring about the demise of the dragon species. The dragons have something that the humans want and would fight to get. Their weakness to silver is the one area that humans have exploited in the past, almost bringing the...

When Mia Corelli returns to Alabama for a summer of fun with her childhood best friend, Tessa, there's only one thing keeping her on edge - one person she'd do anything to avoid. That person is Benjamin Kelly, the world's biggest dickhead.

Loyalty is fragile. Blood is currency. And the biggest threat comes from within. Caidrik McGregor has spent his life as a mercenary, fighting for those who could afford his blade and walking away before the dust settled. Now, he’s been offered something far more dangerous—a chance to claim the Alpha seat of the Slate Pack, the same pack that cast out his family generations ago. To take it, he must survive the brutal trials, silence the doubters, and crush the rivals waiting for him to fail. The prize isn’t just power.

I was supposed to die by a knife through my heart that night. But the stars of Verenthia have a different plan for me—which is to get kidnapped by a snow-white lynx that shouldn't even be real, and held hostage by a sentient building. Yes, I said building. For real. Rune is gone. The lifebond with the Seelie Prince is broken. And I'm trapped in a court of frost and silence, hunted by a damn truth that refuses to stay buried.

Arriving at the Seelie Court to heal the sick prince who saved my life when I was five was supposed to be the end of my nightmarish (for the most part) trip through the fae realm. I should have been on my way home already, far away from fae and their politics. Instead, I'm running through unfamiliar woods with a furry friend at my heels, and magic that's changing me from the inside out—and not in a cute "glow-up" kind of way.

Elsa Cohen has everything she ever wanted. A challenging career. A bicoastal lifestyle. And an amazing man—the kind, loving, and handsome Hale Wheeler—who adores her and has asked her to be his wife. She isn’t ready for the surprise news she’s received. And she doesn’t know how to tell Hale. Once Hale discovers that his future has taken a drastic turn, a fear he’s never experienced takes hold. He just doesn’t understand why.

Blaze has loved and lost before. He’s been down that slippery path and never wants to go there again...especially not with a human. It’s a great pity that he has no choice. The problem is that he’s the fire king, ruler of all four kingdoms. Blaze is expected to have heirs, and the sooner the better. He’ll have to take a human as his mate, one that will bear his young, but he doesn’t have to love her. Blaze plans on handling it like a business transaction. No love, no emotion, no problem.

I’m Jake Masterson, single dad, and the general manager of Seattle’s NHL team. I walked away from a career as a player so I could raise my daughter. For the last 20-plus years, Queenie has been my main priority, but now she’s getting married. And there’s a small complication. A beautiful, sexy complication named Hanna.

When the itch for new ink takes over, NHL star Randy Ballistic commissions his trusted tattoo artist to design a new sleeve, and the rest of the Pucked boys decide it's time to commemorate their love of hockey with a team tattoo. But it can't just be about the boys - the Pucked girls want in on the action, too. Ink cherries will be popped, cupcakes will be consumed, and the hazards and enhancements of boob bling will be pondered.

Moving to New York is my dream come true, but the big city is a tough place to navigate for a small-town Southern girl like me. Luckily, fate sent me my very own knight in shining armor. Only Whitaker Aldrich didn’t ride in on his white steed to save me. He picked me up on his Harley-Davidson, wearing a leather jacket and sporting a cocky smirk that doesn’t bode well for my man-free diet. He screams one-night stand. But there’s so much more to him than that bad boy billionaire persona.