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I’ve always held my own. I’m determined. I’m happy. I’m strong. But not right now - right now I’m weak, pathetic. I screwed up. I screwed up in a way I can’t fix. I destroyed someone. I stomped on a heart. I broke the one rule all women should live by. There’s no coming back from it. Yet, I can’t seem to find the strength to stop. Nicolai - that name, it ruins me.

My accidental solo vacation takes a turn for the less depressing after a drink that leads to a date with a brawny bedroom-eyed firefighter. I’m 42, divorced, with two daughters at home. I thought romance was in my rearview mirror until the mysteriously intense Leo made me feel like I was the only woman in the Florida Keys. I know better than to get attached. But between midnight kisses and dirty talk under starry skies, our connection feels so real. So right.

When I embarked on my rebound rodeo cruise, the last place I expected to end up was on hot-bod monster island. Not that I’m complaining. The views are fantastic, and the impressive amenities offered by my hosts have made it easy to come back for more. 10/10 would recommend. I’m starting to think there’s some truth to this whole mate-bond thing—if the murderous rage I feel whenever anyone threatens what’s mine is any indication.

The first time she knew real happiness was when she found out that the man who raised her wasn't her real father. She thought there couldn't be monsters in the world that were any worse than the monster she had called 'daddy' for most of her life. Then she stumbled into the world of demons. The Demon King knew the second his fated mate had been brought into the world. After living years too numerous to count, it meant little to him other than to keep him from living as he had. He now belonged to only one female—and he would have to wait years for her to mature enough to matter.

I woke up to the chilling sound of gunshots. A soured deal, a raid of vicious men, and a blow to my head contributed to my psychosis. My name is Eloise Genevieve, but the rest of the world calls me crazy. Can I really blame them? After all, I speak to the monsters who have known me since that Devil’s Raid. Sweet, sinful men who are just as royal, powerful, and merciless as I wish to be. I’m the only one who can see them, and that’s the problem. I want more than just to see.

Running away and becoming someone new would be far easier if the demons of my past didn't insist on showing up at my doorstep. Turns out that leaving an evil Russian Bratva leader at the altar after helping stage his assassination only pissed him off and made me a target. I tried blending, but hiding in the shadows under a fake alias is no longer enough. It should have been easy to keep my distance from the MC member burdened with protecting me. He is just as averse to commitment as I am, yet he's been the only person ever to see me, even through all the smoke and mirrors I keep between us.

When I moved in with my sister over summer break, I had no intention of returning to college in the fall. A work trip for her meant a lot of time alone for me with her husband. Boone Stanton. World famous bull rider and way, way off limits. A few late-night deep conversations between the two of us, only the midnight sky our witness, and suddenly, I can't look away. Can't keep my mind off of him. It's in the way he works around the yard, sweaty and shirtless. Then one night, I see something I shouldn't. Something that makes my mouth water and my heart race.

In a god-blessed realm where old ghosts lie resting but not gone, Thora remains the most haunted. Now queen of Isjord, she's helped her kingdom thrive back into its once glorious days that old kings had tarnished with greed and a need for power. For ten years, Thora has ruled with a steady reign, but one that has always been doubted by a few who still wish to see old kings take her throne. When the new queen of the Islines rises to lay claim to Isjord as a true heir of pure Krigborn blood, many begin taking her side.

I've stared into the face of Death, falling victim to her deceptively sweet lullaby. Until she released me from her icy grip without any warning, sending me stumbling back out the other side to continue on as if nothing happened. When I come to in the hospital as their mysterious John Doe, I discover that the past year of my life never happened at all. But I remember all of it. Every drop of blood shed, every life lost, every bullet fired. I've been propelled back into a personal hell where I'm fraternizing with the very men whose souls I've coaxed from their bodies.

Ribbons are fascinating. They curl and twine, yet unravel so beautifully. Especially when wrapped around a woman’s sensual form. Alas, I’ve woven so many intricate knots around Camillia De la Croix that I worry she’ll never allow me the privilege of untying her. My pretty little captive is stubborn. Powerful. So delectably perfect. I’ve wanted her for many moons now. To taste her. Captivate her. Dress her in ribbons and devour her. But just as I’m about to make my move, to finally show her who I really am, she’s taken from my grasp to a place I thought long destroyed.

From USA Today best-selling author Dakota Davies comes an all new small town suspense romance featuring a divorced flight attendant and the irritating single dad firefighter living next door.

I command the souls of humans. No one defies me and my power. I don’t need light and love. My realm is the boundless darkness. Until the day she enters my existence. A little human. The most beautiful thing I’ve ever laid eyes on. Mila, with her beautiful curves, the face of a sinful angel, and a passion that brings me to my knees. I must tempt her. Touch her. Possess her. She begs me: Spare me. Because only I can give her the life I took from her. But everything has its price—even death. She shall live, under one condition. In exchange for her life, I get her.

I escaped my Council-ordered execution by the skin of my beak, only to be faced with an even worse situation. My father, the King of Serpent Court, will try to get to me by any nefarious means possible, including hurting my friends. Meanwhile, the mere presence of the five mates I’ve rejected torments me at every turn. Savage, the unhinged wolf who now seems besotted with me. Scythe, the mob-boss Great White shark whose icy eyes see right through my skin and Xander, the arrogant, sneering dragon.

It can't get much worse than finding your fiancé banging his secretary over the back of your couch, right? Wrong. Try discovering your unforgettable, dirty talking, arrogant as f--k one-night stand is your new boss. The same man that you hate with a fiery passion but your traitorous body refuses to read the memo. I'll admit, Liam Maxwell's cockiness is not unwarranted - in the bedroom or the boardroom - but I'm a professional. I refuse to let an inconvenient attraction affect my career. I'll just have to do what I do best: Manage the situation objectively.

I'm a shifter who can never bond with a pack. Not if I want to live. The day I watched my mom's pack destroy her, was the day I knew I had to run from the shifter cities. Mom and I share the same designation, which means we'll share the same fate. For ten years I hide from the cities and the alphas who control them. Until my luck runs out.

I'm not sure if he's a ghost, a dream, or my living nightmare, but Sebastian Lancaster seems to have sunken his claws into every aspect of my life before I even accept that he's real. A New York billionaire with far more things to be interested in than the poor girl renting his family's vacation home, Sebastian seems to evade all the stereotypes I've assigned to him.

Since high school, I’ve rebuilt myself, free from the torment of my three ex-bullies. But when Thorne, cold and unapologetic, lands in my checkout line, I know my past isn’t done with me yet. One by one, the Iron Triad—Thorne, Ryder, and Blaze—crash back into my life, staking their old claim on me with the kind of intensity that sends a warning and a thrill down my spine.

The last thing I remember is arriving at the massive gates with a Bounty Hunter staring me down. I have a feeling he was supposed to take me to the monster holding arena to fight. Instead, I’m Fortune Academy’s newest student. I can relate to the monsters in ways the other students can’t. My mentor, who is way too hot for his own good, tells me my behavior is the result of my memory loss and that I’m just trying to identify with a past pain that I’ve buried too far to feel.

Ruadhán has fallen. Her sister is missing. Dark Fae are wreaking havoc across the land. And somehow, everyone is still looking to Arianna for answers. But she has none—only a single, unshakable goal: find Ellie and bring her home. But fate has other plans.

For any shadow-marked born in the northern realm, this means death. No one knows that better than Eirlys, who escaped her own fate twenty-seven years ago. These nights she prowls the border between realms to rescue infants from cruel and fatal blades. When an encounter with a northern priest goes awry, Eirlys is lucky to escape with her life. Only to find that very life upended. The priest has identified her as the lost northern heir who stands to inherit the crown.