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By 2194, years of wars, apocalypses and calamities gave way to a new world order known as the Accords. Governed by powerful magic, a pantheon of like-minded gods and the unified goal to preserve humankind from extinction, most magical beings are aligned within these rules. When Frode serves as a guard for his twin brothers' wedding negotiations, he never imagined his head would end up on the chopping block. Content Warning: This audiobook contains an explicit sex scene.

This collection brings together four of Hans Christian Andersen’s thoughtful and imaginative fairy tales, each revealing timeless lessons through everyday characters and objects.

In The Bell-Deep, Hans Christian Andersen weaves a haunting meditation on memory, sound, and the unseen histories that linger beneath the surface of the world. Long ago, a great church bell broke free from its tower and vanished into the deepest part of the river. There it remains—speaking still—its voice carried through water, air, and time.

In The Bottle Neck, Hans Christian Andersen tells a quietly extraordinary story through the long life of a simple object—a glass bottle that passes from celebration to ruin, from usefulness to neglect, and back again.

After a violent thunderstorm, a field of buckwheat lies blackened and ruined, while the surrounding grain stands refreshed and unharmed. The country folk blame lightning—but the sparrows tell another story, passed down from an old willow tree that has watched the field for generations.

I’ve been taken by demons. Taken might be a strong word, but rescued doesn’t exactly sound right either. As an angel, we should be mortal enemies. In fact, I should kill them and send them straight back to hell. Only, my memories are a little fuzzy. My wings have been torn off. And, it seems, the angels want me dead. So, what’s a girl to do? For now, I’m going to try to stay alive. But eventually, I need to figure out why these three demons seem to adore me. And also, what side I’m on now. If I’m not an angel, and I’m falling for demons, what does that make me? Hunted by everyone, it seems.

I had a pack. A home. A family. And they took everything from me. So now they’re going to pay. The hunt to save my remaining pack members and punish those that hurt us was my sole goal until I was forced to team up with a group of ex-military men. I want to hate these men, like I hate the rest of the world, but they understand fear, pain, and loss just as I do. It feels like every step we take together, a bond solidifies between us that I don’t understand. But not everything is as it seems. As we work together to find my people, something terrible becomes clear.

Lady Melanie Rutherford has spent the last year avoiding society's harsh glare. After a devastating family tragedy, she's become more comfortable in the shadows than in the spotlight—until a scandal threatens to destroy her family for good. Desperate to protect her loved ones, she makes a shocking proposal to the Duke of Malum: a fake betrothal to quiet the gossips. The Duke of Malum thrives on defying society's expectations. With a mysterious past, a dangerous reputation, and a brothel to his name, he's the last man anyone would expect to play hero.

La petite Sirène habite sous la mer, dans le château de son père. Depuis sa plus tendre enfance, son rêve est de se rendre là-haut, au pays des hommes. Mais, pour cela, il lui faut attendre sa quinzième année. Enfin, le jour tant attendu arrive. "Lorsque sa tête apparut à la surface de la mer, le soleil venait de se coucher ; mais les nuages brillaient encore comme des roses et de l'or, et l'étoile du soir étincelait au milieu du ciel. L'air était doux et frais, la mer paisible. Près de la petite sirène se trouvait un navire à trois mâts ; il n'avait qu'une voile dehors, à cause du calme, et les matelots étaient assis sur les vergues et sur les cordages.

Miss Cecily Findlay practices proper etiquette, dances the waltz flawlessly, wears clothes of the latest fashion, and is a beauty in her own right. Even so, she'd never be received by the ton if not for her enormous dowry...which has attracted Flavion Nottingham, a spoiled and entitled earl. This so-called gentleman has beggared his estate and sees Cecily as the answer to all his problems. Most dastardly of all, he doesn't care if he shatters her dreams while executing his devious scheme.

Everyone hates a harpy... For the record, I don't drag people to Hades. I'm not a guardian of the Underworld. And I'm not an evil monster. I'm just... a shifter who happens to control birds. Dangerous? Yes. A monster? No. Unfortunately, most people disagree with me. For some stupid reason. So, it's no surprise when monster hunters, the stoic gargoyles themselves, track me down. What is a surprise? The gargoyles are kind of sexy. But unfortunately, they haven't kidnapped me for bedroom fun. They want to use my abilities to stop a curse and save a town. Easy right?

They call me a monster. But the real monster wears a crown. The beast inside me should have been my salvation. Instead, it’s my curse. Captured by the Lord of the House of Berserkers, I’m his prisoner, his obsession—and the prize in a deadly game. My three men would burn the world to reach me. A dragon shifter whose fire scorches everything it touches. A gentle mutant with a heart too pure for this place. And a berserker whose rage mirrors my own. Together, we’ve survived hell before. But this time, love might not be enough to save us. Because some cages aren’t made of iron.

They say love makes you weak. They’ve never met the men who make me strong. I’m the only female berserker in existence. A living weapon wrapped in prophecy. They say whoever wins my heart will gain unimaginable power, and now a dark king is determined to claim me as his own. But three men stand between me and his darkness. A dragon shifter who burns for me like fire. A broken mutant who looks at me like I’m his salvation. And a haunted warrior, and my oldest friend, who reminds me what love once felt like. Together, we might survive the prophecy. Together, we might even change it.

They think they can cage me. They’ve forgotten what happens when a berserker breaks free. My captor wants to make me his bride and his weapon. To claim both my heart and my power. But my heart already belongs to three men who would die before they let him have me. A dragon shifter fighting to protect me. A mutant bleeding to save me. A berserker standing on the edge of redemption. Together, we’ve survived darkness. Now, we’ll destroy it. Because love this fierce doesn’t bow to kings. It builds empires—or burns them to ash.

Don't swim in my waters... I've got a bad reputation, and all because of my jackass brother. Yes, I'm known as the mother of all sea monsters. And yes, I can control powerful creatures who kill and destroy on my command. But no, I'm not actually in charge, I'm my brother's slave. So, life sucks just about as much as it possibly can. At least that's what I thought until my brother decides I'm more useful sacrificed to angry sea dragons who despise mermaids.

High on the northern heath stands the convent of Borglum, ruled by Bishop Olaf Glob, a man of immense authority whose hunger for power outweighs mercy, kinship, and justice. When a widowed noblewoman refuses to surrender her rightful inheritance, the bishop wields the full force of church and curse against her—driving her into exile beneath papal ban. But faith endures where tyranny overreaches, and the long arc of judgment begins to bend.

One moment I was having an epic girls’ night, the next I was being hauled away in handcuffs… But that was just the beginning. When I tapped into incredible powers I never knew I had that wild night, I suddenly became the target of a dangerous ruler. He believes that with me by his side, he’ll rule the world. Unfortunately for him, I have three handsome mates who aren’t about to give me up. My dragon shifter will burn the world down before he lets someone else have me. My mutant, with a heart of gold, will fight with his last breath to protect me.

Look away if you want to live... My life is a giant crap pile with a cherry thrown on top. I'm an immortal woman cursed to kill people with just a glance. And now I've been kidnapped by three mouthwateringly sexy gargoyles, who I'm pretty sure want me dead. But it gets better... While I'm trying to make the best of being a prisoner, guarded by yummy eye-candy, I'm also being dragged on a dangerous mission. One that throws me right back into a world which has haunted me for far too long. And if history repeats itself, might end in some seriously twisted scenarios. Things don't look good for me.

Being the daughter of a wraith means that death is in my veins. It also means that just because I happen to be found around a lot of dead bodies doesn't mean I'm a serial killer. But try to get the jackass Supernatural Enforcers to believe that. The thing is, I can't tell them what I am, because according to the paranormal world I'm an "abomination" that would need to be killed. So, I have no good excuse for all the crime scene appearances. Which leads me to Nightmare Penitentiary, my lovely new home.

This has to be a joke… We almost died escaping from Nightmare Penitentiary, but somehow, we managed to survive and to even get free. And then? Then, we’re thrown right back into peril again. And as much as I just want to say screw it and give up, I have to pull my “big girl panties” on and keep going. Because the alternative is a very grisly death. Luckily for me, my men and I are a pack of dangerous half-breeds. A wraith. A dark fae. A vampire-shifter. A shapeshifter. And things mixed in with us that even we don’t understand. But in this dark place, everyone is dangerous.