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Chloe Cunningham knows a thing or two about sacrifice. She’s devoted hours of her life to building a successful business. But that devotion pales in comparison to the sacrifices made by one man. Hawk Kennedy. Hawk made one choice, and it destroyed his life. Though he doesn’t regret his decision, it has made rebuilding his life difficult. Chloe thinks what Hawk did is admirable. Despite his claims that she’s far too good for him, Chloe insists he’s wrong. She sees the sweet, loving guy beneath the rough exterior, and she won’t stay away. It works, and Hawk finally caves.

Losing my job sucks. Getting canned because the boss’s sleazy nephew can’t take no for an answer? Infuriating. To stop me from hexing him into oblivion, my coven drags me out to Darlington’s premier paranormal nightclub to dance off the rage. When I’m targeted by an unknown spell, who else but Julian, the Delerium’s sexy-as-sin owner, steps up to care for me. The incubus has a reputation for breaking hearts and headboards, so I know better than to let mine get involved. But he’s also sweet and considerate, and surprisingly possessive.

Former secretary of defense Dave Ladd Allen III built his life on control—of his men, his missions, his future. But when the shadows of evil surface, that control is put to the test. A ruthless conspiracy tied to predators who believe themselves untouchable threatens everything he's built. At his side is Stone—the one man he trusts without question, the one truth he's never dared to confess. Their bond was forged in fire, tested in sacrifice, and now stands at the edge of something deeper . . . and infinitely more dangerous.

Beck Wolffbrandt is not good for me—he's not good period. He is unhinged; without abandon. His darkness calls to the depraved parts of me, relieving me of all rational thought processes. I can't help but want all the things he thinks he can't offer me. My pursuit of him quickly morphs into a dangerous game I'm not sure either of us can win. I'm willing to risk everything to show him what we could be. Including my life.

One, two, death is surrounding you. Three, four, you'll fight even more. Five, six, grab your crucifix. Seven, eight, learn more of your fate. Nine, 10, battle every now and then. Paige Alice knows heartache, yet she still has so much to deal with being the ghoul queen. She'll have to pull up her big-girl panties, steel her heart, and get on with queenly duties...only she didn't realize it would involve getting up close and personal with the devil himself.

I was just six months pregnant when I lost the man I was going to marry. Mouse was caught in the crosshairs of a war between the Kings of Korruption MC and a rival club, leaving me to raise our daughter alone. Since the day Mouse was killed, Bosco has been tasked with watching over us. As time passed, he became a part of the family, a man on whom my daughter can rely. A man who has never let me down and whose intensity makes me weak in the knees. But that man is part of the same club that got Mouse killed, and there's no way I can put myself or my daughter through that a second time.

One glance from Hunter Reed, and my world ignited. The only problem? He's now my stepsister's fiancé. A misunderstanding led my stepfather to arrange Hunter's marriage to Olivia, when Hunter had actually been asking about me. Now this ruthless billionaire uses his engagement to invade my life, his touch setting my skin ablaze whenever we're alone. I should stay away. But as I uncover secrets about Hunter's connection to the shadowy Vipers society, I'm pulled deeper into his dangerous world. The line between desire and danger blurs with every forbidden moment we share.

I might be falling deeper in love with my four protectors, but my stalker is getting closer. Blake, Seth, Noah, and Cooper are mine–even if no one else can know. I’ve never known jealousy until now. I’ve never felt claimed until them. They’ve done everything in their power to make me feel cherished and adored. It was supposed to be one night of glamor surrounded by my men until it became so much more. One wrong move. One distraction. And everything will come crashing down. Audio is multi-cast, duet-style narration.

I blame getting pregnant on my sister getting mauled by a bear. If she hadn’t been attacked that day, I wouldn’t have come home to check on her. I wouldn’t have run into Boone Windsor at that bar. I wouldn’t have gone home with him, ready to drown my sorrows in a different, more satisfying way. I wouldn’t have given him that second chance. Not after he’d so badly burned the first chance. I would’ve gone back to work half the country away, and I would’ve kept my head in the sand where Boone was involved.

This is the final book in the Netherworld Fae Trilogy.

I’m trapped between two controlling males and I’m not sure if I’ll survive their domination games. The Elders made their move and now the future has been thrown into chaos. With Seifiek missing and Axel biding his time, I’ll delve into my studies for as long as I’m allowed at the Academy—or as long as I can survive. There’s a dark secret within the Collegium, one that I need to understand if Rowa, Zeke, and I are going to make it out on the other side of this mess and new enemies are fighting me every step of the way.

I've always prided myself on seeing through people's bullshit. But Dmitri Ivanov? He's a puzzle I can't solve. Sure, Boston's elite sees the perfect businessman—all devastating smiles and Armani suits. I see the monster beneath, the darkness he tries so hard to hide. The way he watches me like he wants to devour me whole. I hate how he gets under my skin. Hate how my body betrays me every time he corners me, how his touch sets me on fire even as his arrogance makes me want to scream.

Hunted by a stalker, I agree to place myself in the hands of my four protective, demanding bosses. As danger lurks, their possessiveness grows. Every sensual encounter is more intense and explosive than the last. I can’t stop my heart from wanting things I cannot have, like a future with all of them.

I played by the rules my whole life. I climbed the ranks and became an undercover agent, tasked with taking down Kyle O'Reilly, the country's most corrupt police commissioner, and superstar Jackson O'Reilly's father. Then, with a single touch, I fall madly in love with Aurora Embers, Jackson's fiancée, and throw it all away. When I'm assigned to investigate Kyle's death, I do whatever it takes to get back to her. Stalking. Manipulating. Obstruction of justice. When my partner and best friend accuses Aurora of playing me, I don't care.

Savage. Reckless. Wild. These are only some of the words used to describe me. I'm all of those things, and I never wished to be anything else in almost 500 years of existence. Then she came along. Aurora Leal, the daughter of the High Witch and destined for that role. She's practically royalty in the magical world, but most importantly, she's forbidden fruit.

Zeke Beckett has always been an enigma. Hot as sin and just as reserved, I’ve made it my mission to break him out of his shell. Or, at least, loosen his back door’s grip on the giant stick he’s got shoved up there. My attempts have always failed...until they didn’t. When a night of drinking ends with Zeke finding my hidden, secret tattoo, I realize there’s much more to him than meets the eye. But he wants to pretend it never happened and makes me promise not to tell his twin sister, who happens to be my best friend. One of the two people on this planet to whom I can never lie.

She was my princess. I was her psycho. Two worlds colliding with a boom! There was a sh*tstorm brewing. Whispers. Rumbles. A rot—fueled by greed and protected by corruption—that'd seeped like sewage, eating away at everything it touched. The only people I trusted were my brother by blood, my...

Sam Simmons has quickly become one of my best friends. We were thrown together when our B.F.F.s fell in love, and the connection was instant. He’s the yin to my yang. The peanut butter to my jelly. The chocolate to my bacon. Wait...what? Gross. Anyway, when Sam gets all misty-eyed over his sad, cobweb-filled dumpster fire of a love life, I devise a plan. We’ll go through his little black book—who knew there was an app for that?—and set up second-chance dates with each woman with whom he’s failed at finding love.

Every time I’ve worn my favorite black dress, something good has happened. I’ve talked my way out of speeding tickets—and into a date with the cute cop—and I’ve found money on the ground, won cool prizes on the Las Vegas strip, and even got a cushy job with an even cushier paycheck. It’s my lucky dress, and in it, I can’t lose...until I did. Thanks to an enthusiastic bidder at an art auction, the dress failed me when I needed it most.

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.