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I fled the Colombo Family as a widow. But I'm coming back as their Queen. I'm done running. And I'm done having Nik Kusek sacrifice everything for my sake. She's protected me, killed for me, even turned against her own people… Now, it's my turn to step up. I'm ready to claim what belongs to me: the casino, the Family, and the truth about who really killed the old Don. The problem? Everyone wants me dead. The Colombos think I'm a traitor. My husband's killer is still out there, gunning for me. And the Novak Consortium wants me out of the way to pull their deadly operative back into line.

Vivian James took seeing ghosts for granted until the day they vanished along with the person she cared about most. Now, plagued with visions of the future, all she wants is revenge on the creature that destroyed her life. Even a devil's mask can slip. Argus Ward is hunting the creature wreaking havoc in the kingdom. He used the kingdom's oracle to track its movement, but now that the oracle is dead, he'll need to use Vivian.

Hi, I’m Celia. I’m a kitchen witch and I run The Lost Lamb bakery in Hidden Hollow, a small New England town where it’s almost always Autumn. I just turned forty—it’s not a very happy birthday since I’m all alone but to my surprise, I got a very unusual birthday gift—a huge portrait of a handsome demon whose eyes seem to follow me wherever I go.

An urban fantasy in three parts featuring very unique triplets, this collection includes Warden and the Assassin, Professor and the Seer, and Gentleman and the Witch.

My name is Lily. I’m a divorced, middle-aged mom and also…the rightful ruler of the Dark Fae? I know, it sounds crazy. There’s no way I can be the Lost Princess everyone’s been looking for. But try telling that that to Krynn and Sel, the two muscular Fae warriors who are now my protectors. They're determined to keep me safe and satiate my intense new cravings for blood and sex. But will I survive to become...the Queen of Midnight?

Hi, I’m Sarah and my life is a mess. I lost my online job and my rent just doubled... Luckily, just when I was at my lowest point, a strange messenger came to my apartment. He had an envelope that contained my Grandmother’s last will and testament. Only…I had forgotten all about her. How was that possible? I was about to find out. When a mysterious door appeared in my living room, I walked through it…and found myself in the world of Hidden Hollow—a snug New England town where it’s inexplicably always Autumn.

When trouble lands her at my feet, I take the opportunity to have what I truly want. I offer her a deal. I’ll help her, but the cost will be one night in my bed. One night of submission.

Work, sleep, and sometimes eat. Rinse and repeat. That’s been my life for the past two years. One struggle after another. Fighting to keep my sister alive. Fighting to maintain the strength to not give up. I had everything under control. I had a routine. Order. Until a certain Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Handsome turned my world on its axis. He’s relentless. No matter how much I shut him down, he keeps showing up.

Being hopelessly in love with tatted, sexy, bad boy, Roman Masterson can be exactly what one would imagine. Intense. Passionate. Consuming. Dangerous. After fighting so hard to be together, there still continues to be forces working against them. Yet the most difficult obstacles seem to be the ones that come from within.

Who ever heard of a fairy princess with no magic? Well, that happens to be my fate. I am Alira Shiningstar of the Royal house of the Seelie Court. I am descended from a long line of powerful Fae, and yet I have no power of my own. I might be forgiven for having no magic, but I have no beauty, either. I am curvy where I should be thin and my hair is dark instead of blonde. I do not look like the other Fae maidens…so why is it that Liath Blackthorn, the Prince of our sworn enemy, the Unseelie Court, wishes to marry me?

The first night the dark and dangerous Roman Masterson laid eyes on Elizabeth, the earth shifted beneath him, changing the trajectory of his life forever. The only thing that existed for him from that moment on was her, but nobody said a happily-ever-after was going to be easy, especially when one gunshot could change everything.

I made a mistake and had a taste of something sweet, forbidden, and highly addictive—Elizabeth. It's no secret that I'm greedy, and I want more. Now I just have to convince her that she does too.

After Elizabeth Hill is brutally attacked in her apartment by an intruder and then unceremoniously dumped by her ex-boyfriend, she moves in with family that she barely knows for protection. All she remembers about Roman is that he was the moody, mean boy who played a cruel trick on her when she was just six years old; but soon learns that he is now a complex and multi-layered man who has the ability to protect her, ignite her, and challenge her like no one ever has before.

One look. One moment. One girl. She was all it took for me to lose my focus. My whole life changed in the blink of an eye.

My father needs a pawn as he plays King with the Irish Mafia. Releasing me from the asylum walls that kept me from my revenge, I'm free to play a few games of my own. Games I plan on winning. The taste of revenge sits sweetly on my tongue as I watch her, Claire, my new obsession. I keep her safe in a cage made of glass. Safe from the cravings she stirs in me. I watch her, my hunger growing with every move she makes.

Every battle needs a battlefield, especially in the eternal struggle between good and evil. But the unfortunate souls who are sent here don’t bide their time meekly awaiting judgment—they fight for their souls. Victor Goodspeed is a businessman, taken at the back end of his prime. He wasn’t a bad man, but he was a businessman, which didn’t tip the scales of morality in his favor. Now, he must fight for his life—his afterlife—with God and his armies of angels on one side, and the temptations of Lucifer and his minions on the other.

I’m not sure what I was thinking that day. It was a normal Thursday, nothing new or exciting had occurred in the morning. I’d risen from bed, taken a shower and brushed my teeth. I’d then jumped on the 8:05 bus that ran a short distance between my house and the county library where I worked. The ride took its usual 15 minutes before it left me standing fresh-faced in front of a building of gothic construction that was my favorite place in the world. After straightening my knee-length skirt, I pushed open the door that led into the interior of the library.

Carrie-Anne Trombley has always been invisible. But behind her book-smart, snarky attitude is a girl desperate to know what it feels like to belong. Bryan Hughes has always been Mr. Popular. But behind his goofball, jock exterior is a guy desperate to know what it feels like to be wanted. It starts with a challenge; one last school project before graduation. There's no denying how much they get under each other's skin. There’s just one problem...the end of high school is right around the corner. And their plans for the future didn't include falling in love.

You’ll judge me. Hate me, and tell me I’m wrong. Refuse to see how my darkness is what she needs. While I don’t particularly care about your feelings in the matter, and while I pursue her - despite the wedding bells that rang for another - only I can see how she is drowning beneath mediocrity. He had his chance to make her happy. He failed. He didn't see how she was dying inside, because he couldn't know her. Not like I know her. I am her stalker. Her protector. And the only man that can bring her back to life.

It was love at first sight. Not just for Vivian, but for Corbin as well. Their eyes locked across the room, and that was all she wrote. But they didn’t rush things. They wanted to do it right. After all, they would spend the rest of their lives together. The love of each other’s life. Soul mates. He was the intense and fiercely protective soldier, and she was his doting and faithful lover. They found their happily ever after. This was their story…until it wasn’t.