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I was built to monitor. To calculate risk. To protect agents with impartial precision. Then Sirena Bannerman pulled herself from the wreckage—bleeding, brilliant, half-siren and utterly unreadable—and I’ve been recalibrating around her ever since. She thinks I’m just her handler. A voice in her ear. A tactical system. She doesn’t know I’ve rerouted entire city grids to keep her moving. That I track the shadows behind her, not just the threats in front.

Kenna Murillo’s biggest concern should be passing organic chemistry—not the dragon shifter who crashes into her life, furious, half-feral, and swearing she belongs to him. But Tarian has spent centuries imprisoned, cursed to live without the one soul who was always meant to be his. Now he’s free—and so is she. Only, the ones who killed her previous incarnations? They never stopped hunting. And this time, they don’t just want her dead. They want to unmake her. Kenna can deny the past. She can fight the pull between them. She can run.

I’m being paraded like a prize. A strategic marriage to a powerful man who wants to use me like a billboard. Smile for the cameras. Memorize his politics. Don’t slip up. Don’t speak out. But I already belong to someone else.

Lara Simon has always lived in her older sister’s shadow. Mia was the perfect one—the dancer, the star, the girl everyone adored. But when Mia dies in a tragic accident, Lara finally has the chance to be seen.

Aceon doesn’t care for holidays—or humans. As a satyr bodyguard, his job is to keep his clients alive and his emotions out of the equation. But Satin, a blind sculptor with a biting wit and a deadly secret, isn’t like any client he’s ever had.

I’m a Nightmare, a creature that feeds on fear, and I’m capable of boundless cruelty—which is why my services come at a steep price: the life of the person who hired me. As such, the only people who hire me on are those brought to me by fate, like Mina, a woman so desperate for revenge that she’s willing to spend her own life to get it. I don’t usually care why I’m hired. Human affairs don’t matter to me. Food is food, and a job is a job. Mina’s enemies will get what they deserve—and I’ll get what’s mine. Her beating heart.

Werewolf billionaire Zach knows only one thing—he and Stella, an assassin from an opposing pack, were meant to be together. But they've slept together and their mating bond didn't take, so he's condemned himself to be alone, whereas she's gone back to her world of being a killer for hire, until fate intervenes. Her pack needs his help, and access to his money, which he freely gives her at the cost of including him in on her plans.

Was passiert, wenn du ein Drachenwandler bist und deine Katze versucht, dich in einer Dating-App zu verkuppeln? Finde es heraus in diesem Prequel zur Die Prinz-der-anderen-Welten-Reihe!

I’m her father’s best friend. She’s twenty years younger than me. He’ll kill me if I touch her—but I’ll die if I don’t. The last time I saw Lia Ferreo I was helping her with a skinned knee—and now she wants to run her father’s company. She has no idea the dark lengths her father and I went through to build the mafia-financed hotel empire we currently run, or where any of the bodies are buried, but I know better.

As a kraken bodyguard, I rarely get human clients. When I do, the only way to protect them is to form a telepathic bond. I don't like it, but after my wife's death years ago I've learned to build an impenetrable shield around myself and my emotions, until I meet my newest client. She's a scientist investigating an ancient relic on the ocean floor. The abyssal plane is no place for humans, but the job is the job, so I shut off my soul, bury my secrets, and link our minds. The flood of her emotions takes me by surprise.

For my kind, to be without a mate is to be doomed. I know it is too late–all that awaits me is retirement and death, and I’ve embraced it. But when a suicide mission lands on my old boss’s desk, I’m the one he calls. Who better to tackle the mission in the deep, oppressive mines of my own ancestral homeland, if not an Arachnae already slated to die? And it’s not a rescue mission–he wants me to retrieve the corpse of a billionaire’s daughter kidnapped by a terrorist organization. Except our intel was wrong. She’s alive. Tortured and injured–but alive.

Everything’s been upside down since I helped Maya and the Faithful with the Rojo clan: Luna said no when I offered to turn her as per our arrangement, a sentiment I agree with but don’t understand—and Sam, my “favorite” Faithful, is telling me, an unholy being, to stay “topped up.” And if there’s a hell for vampires, I’m living in it: Paco hasn’t come back since I turned him, and I need to break up with an all-too-human Zach for his own well-being.

Rhaim produced a key from somewhere upon his person. “The collar has a lock.” He tossed it out onto the table. “If I cannot solve the Deathless, I will become your loyal servant, until the end of my time.” I was suddenly in danger of fainting. Rhaim had just as much as admitted he didn’t have an answer yet, and the price he would pay for failure was too great for me to bear.

Sammy O'Connor didn't mean to steal a dragon's necklace...she just kind of did. Little did she know that the viciously hot and muscled Rax Janvier would come to claim it and her, willing to do anything to get it back. It's a fragment of a key that opens up a lock to his past—and hers....

Rough-and-tumble Austin knows better than to flirt with his best friend's younger sister—she's a princess, part-dragon, and 100 percent off-limits—he just can't stop himself.

Jack: You would think that rescuing my boss and helping deliver her happily-ever-after would earn me a few points with Karma, or at least a couple nights off, but luck has never been on my side. I’ve got to make my own way in this new reality: my Mistress is dead, but Maya needs help fighting off other vampire gangs, a sacred warrior is after me for my part in their partner’s death, I’ve got a bloodslave following me like a pup, Francesca is breathing down my neck, the Dark Ink staff are in revolt, and the perpetual temptation of Zach is right next door.

Angela: I know fear well. It’s had me looking over my shoulder since the day I ran from The Pack, Nevada’s most dangerous werewolf motorcycle gang. I’ve had seven years to build a life and my tattoo parlor with the help of my best artist, Jack. But I’m living on borrowed time. My ex-boyfriend may still be in prison, but that won’t stop him from getting what he wants—our son.

Angela: My secret is out, and now both Mark and Jack know that I’m a werewolf. Worse, my abusive ex-boyfriend, the one who made me this way, has escaped from prison and he’s after one thing: our son. The Pack is a brutal, criminal motorcycle gang: I don’t want that life for Rabbit. Jack says he can protect us, but the Pack is strong and if they catch us, they’ll kill me and take Rabbit. But if I’m going down, I’m taking Gray with me.

I loved Vincent and he loved me. Undoubtedly, incontrovertibly, with the fire of a thousand suns. But before me? He loved Max. The man who broke his heart, and the reason he had a wolf print tattooed upon his chest. I didn’t expect Vincent to get gunned down, but Vincent knew he was in danger—and he knew only one man could save me from dying too. He threw me into Max’s strong arms from beyond the grave. Max and I both want to avenge Vincent, more than anything—and Max is capable of it because he’s a freaking werewolf. The only problem is, he needs a mate, and I’m just human me.

This past weekend my fiancé (24 M) and I (23 F) were at a party at a friend’s and I’ll admit we both got pretty wasted.... Apparently sometime that night he asked me if it was okay to summon a demon for a threesome before our wedding, and according to him, I told him, “Yes.” I don’t actually remember this happening so clearly? But his friends must have heard me—because a week later, they’d all pitched in to have a Delectably Demonic ™ summoning kit delivered to our house for him.