Paranormal

An eldritch magic has awakened, turning the mortal world darker. Colder. Famished. With flesh-eating monsters and a sinister curse spreading like a plague, the last glimmer of humanity in Foxglove Parish has long since faded. For Maevyth and Zevander, the only chance of escape is through The Eating Woods. But fate has woven a new web, tangling the threads of destiny, and crossing the mystical boundary to Aethyria might not be so simple.

Angels, demons, hellhounds, Nephilim, and a whole host of other non-mortals—my pack of adopted hellhound sons sure knows how to pick a place. And yet somehow, the most interesting one of all is the sad, quiet human who's become friends with the pack. Helping people heal and learn to trust is a specialty of mine, but I don't see Josh as someone to adopt—my hellhound sees him as a mate. The problem? Josh doesn't believe in anything supernatural.

After a carefully staged fake relationship brought them together, fox-shifter Tala and human Faith are no longer enemies. Now they're allies working toward peace between their species, and they tell themselves that's all they are. But Faith can't help thinking Tala's interactions with her six-year-old daughter are the cutest thing ever, and Tala's fox seems to have already chosen Faith as her mate.

What happens when someone accidentally summons a demon? They die and become a ghost. I didn’t believe in Heaven or Hell. I thought the pain would stop, and I’d taste sweet oblivion. But I was wrong. Hell does exist. It’s not just a place, but a person too. His name is Lynx. Night after night, day after day, I try to escape and break free of the cage I’ve been damned into. I can’t hide from him, and he can’t outrun me. I’m trapped in the manor with the monster who killed me.

Twenty-three-year-old Lucy Easting has at last broken free from her grim home life and is ready to truly live. But her long-awaited new beginning at Rollins University isn’t what she expected. After attending the first campus party of the year, Lucy awakens the next day with a memory block…and two puncture marks on her neck.

The Spring crown was mine—until Freya Heart ripped it away. Now, the only way back to the Fae continent that exiled me is through her son, the prince with the charming grin and the audacity to offer me his hand in marriage. He wants a seat at the Faerie war table. I want his head on a stick. I don't trust him. I don't like him. But we're sharing secrets. Sharing a bed. And he looks at me like I'm more than just a means to an end. I came back to reclaim my throne—not to fall for the son of my enemy. And if I have to betray him to win? So be it.

With Kingsley safe and Momar subdued for the moment, it's time for healing. Jessie and the gang take a much needed break. Or, at least, the gang does. The holidays are upon them and the ex has invited Jessie to meet his new fiancée. It's off to L.A. where Jessie will face her past and the...

Sole survivor of a magical catastrophe that fractured the Barrier and killed the men she loved, Annika swore never to take another bond. To stay hidden from those who crave her power, she fakes her death and vanishes into obscurity. But her magic is restless. A dragon haunts her dreams, and monsters are slipping through the cracks in the Barrier her magic created.

Astrid has survived her entire life by staying silent. As a veiled priestess, she advises a nobleman who makes every decision for her. But when a letter arrives claiming her long-lost sister is alive and captured by the trolls, Astrid is ready to risk everything. What she didn't expect? Her nobleman is in debt. And he's decided to pay it with her body. Traded to the gladiator pits beneath the kingdom, Astrid is handed to a brutal troll warrior known only as the Bull. Massive. Silent. Deadly. He's everything she's been taught to fear, and the only one who might help her escape.

I'm trapped in a world of magic and monsters, ruled by laws I don't understand, inhabited by creatures older and far more vicious than me. If I want to get anywhere, I must tame my newfound power and find allies, but in the war-ravaged Slawa, no one trusts anyone. I must prove myself, risking my life and evading the devil, even though he seems unavoidable. When the biggest powers in Slawa find out who I am, everything changes, and I learn my lesson one more time. I shouldn't have trusted the devil. But he should have learned, too. I bite so hard when I'm cornered.

There’s nothing I want more than a life with him… but my past is the world’s worst wingman. For a big chunk of my life, I expected to die along with the rest of my species. Nobody thought we’d make it, and I did my best to live in the now and enjoy every second of precious life.

Moya’s ugly past left her fearful of dominant males. And now, when males push her, rather than giving in, she punches them. One morning, after hours of being harassed by the wolf pack’s belligerent alpha, she mistakenly hits a blameless male—a wolf-shifter new to town. To Moya’s dismay, the wolf-shifter and his brother are under-paw everywhere. Confident and powerful, darkly gorgeous Patrin exudes a terrifying dominance. His brother Fell is blond, muscular, and obviously deadly. When they step in to save a couple of cubs from a bully, she’s torn between her heart and her fears.

All Myth ever wanted was to graduate and work for the trade department. Instead she’s chosen to serve as the personal translator for Crown Prince Arvel. Myth is well versed in trade, economics, and the languages needed to discuss them. Royal families and politics? Not so much. But Prince Arvel needs an elvish translator, and Myth—with her knack for languages and love of books—is the best option.

Mercy Thompson has been hailed as “a heroine who...always remains true to herself” (Library Journal). Now she’s back, and she’ll soon discover that when the fae stalk the human world, it’s the children who suffer... Tensions between the fae and humans are coming to a head. And when...

Once, I destroyed my fated mates. This time I'm going to save them. One moment, I'm living my downtrodden life: disowned, outcast, and barely scraping by. The next, I'm wrenched into an alternate universe where I'm rich, privileged—and dead. No one knows that last part yet except the killer and the woman who summoned me. And she won't send me home until I pose as my spoiled other self, infiltrate the upper echelons of magical society, and flush out my own murderer. If only I didn't walk into Luminary Academy and find myself face to face with my worst regrets: my fated mates.

Lucy Andersson-Spring's twenty-ninth birthday comes with a side helping of a quarter-life crisis. She loves her community, her sewing shop, and her secret social media account featuring Starlight Grove's cat mayor, but maybe she needs to be more ambitious, more self-sufficient. At least, that's what the alphas she dated last year kept saying... before they cheated on her.

We promised to stick together. And then they betrayed me. In a world where more children are being born with special abilities, we were six of the ones kidnapped and hidden away for testing and training. We banded together and became a family… until one of us was killed. The others turned on me and left me for dead. Five years later, and I’m on a hunt for vengeance against the organization that’s still stealing and brainwashing gifted kids in secret. It’s all I have left; to rid the world of this evil. Until I realize that they are in this city with the same goal. Aiden. Kellan. Jackson. Dane.

The fae realm is notoriously dangerous—whereas most supernaturals don't get thrown into the more dangerous side of fae life until they're twenty-five, thanks to her tyrant father, Farren's been dealing with it since she was fifteen, brutally trained and punished; she knows her way around a blade. Thanks to an incident that she very nearly didn't survive, reprieve comes in the form of Black Onyx academy, which is used to train warriors and enforcers; it should be the break from her father that she needs.

My stalker destroyed my life. My grumpy mountain man protector is about to ruin me for anyone else. Running to a remote cabin wasn't part of the plan. Neither was the massive, silent man who opens the door, all dark eyes, muscly arms, and barely concealed irritation at having his solitude interrupted. Ben Lennox doesn't want me here, and he makes that crystal clear with every growl, glare, and gruff one-word answer. Too bad I'm stranded here, stuck with a man who hasn't had a houseguest in years and treats every conversation like torture.

Marie thought her future was clear, mate the next Alpha of the Reynolds pack. But when she locks eyes with Jonathan Jones, her world tilts on its axis, she's found her true fated mate. There's just one problem: her boyfriend isn't willing to let go. Consumed by possessive fury, he refuses to accept defeat. Ignoring Jonathan's warnings, he spirals into obsession, convinced Marie belongs to him.

Trust can be a dangerous thing. Trusting your instincts, trusting your friends, but more so, Trusting your heart. Because the General wasn’t what I thought he was. No, he was so much more. More than the cruelty and malice I believed consumed his soul. More than the darkness in his eyes and the monsters he commanded. And now he needed my help. Help with the Rift that ruptured and caused our worlds to collide. But as the truth started to unravel, I was left asking myself how far into his world was I willing to let myself fall? And more than anything…

Hector Briar may have walked away from the Witch Trials alive, but not whole. His failure handed the Witch Hunters a weapon capable of shattering Witch-kind—and placed the ancient demon Bahmet firmly in their grasp. Now the Hunters are poised to burn magic out of the mortal world forever. Arwyn Hopkin spent years living a lie. Meeting Hector changed that. Manipulation got him so far, until his success during The Witch Trials bound him to Bahmet, a demon who whispers promises, demands obedience, and hungers for freedom.

I'd made the choice to survive Broken House. I'd chosen to live instead of landing myself in an eternity of torture. At this point in my life, I shouldn't have been surprised that somehow living was more difficult than my previous suicidal ventures. At least I had my men. Three kings. Three sexy, dominant shifters. What could go wrong with that? I mean, really, what possible conflict could result in having six possessive, powerful men surrounding me at all times? I had no doubt that in true Louvre fashion, the conflict would show itself at the most inconvenient time.

In the old days, an alpha left his mate by holding the omega down and biting the bonding mark away. Now it's done with a quick, clinical snip, but when my mate leaves me for his wealthy boss, my pain runs just as deep. Not only did my ex shatter my heart, but he also left me with a mountain of debt, a half-renovated house, and a sleazy contractor who's just waiting for me to crumble so he can own me in the worst way. I'm running on empty, with nothing but pure grit getting me through, when I meet Dash Devereux, a famous dancer and fellow omega.

My friend was abducted by a werewolf, so I went looking for her—and ended up mated to one too. Because this isn't the first time I've been trapped in a mate bond with some guy I don't know. But this guy is different. He's shy. Sweet, too. I find myself having fun teasing him. And talking to him. And just hanging out with him. Fate made him my second chance, and honestly? I think it might actually be right this time.