Sweet Savannah Mae hit me out of nowhere...or, I should say, I hit her - literally. My bike smashed right into her. Talk about a way to make a lasting impression. One look at her, and I swore I’d met an angel. She was the light to my dark that stirred up emotions I didn’t think I possessed. In a blink, Savannah becomes everything to me. When I find out the truth she’s hiding, it rocks my world.

Biker bitch? Not this chick. I can't stand my father and his group of criminals, and what better way to get back at my father, the president, than to sleep with one of them? Poor little Prospect, he never saw me coming. When my safety is jeopardized yet again by the MC, it's not the Prospect to my rescue, it's a Nomad bound for hell and my heart.

I'm a Royal Bastard through and through. Being prez has been my life, and seeing anything other than the club isn't on my to-do list. To my surprise, a sexy diamond appears out of the blue, and I can't seem to stay away or keep my hands to myself. The perfect gem is mine; I know it, and so does she. I'll do whatever I have to so I can keep her.

The lies from Harvard Academy's Elite had fallen upon deaf ears. With the truth revealed, Sam was the only person I could turn to and trust. But a girl once so broken was only bent. I returned stronger than before. The de Lacharrieres could play their silly little games and spew their lies. One thing remained true, I was getting free of my father's clutches. Even if that meant having to side with the enemy. The four guys who broke my heart with little white lies would have to heal me with their ugly dark truths.

Running scared, I’m forced to start completely over. I escape to Tennessee where no one knows who I am. I try to blend in and decide that a huge university will be the easiest way. Tainted, scared, and alone, will he find me? Will he hurt me again? I have a secret, you see. I need a savior - someone who can help me be free. I never expected to meet Tate Masterson.

Tyler: Football is life. Growing up, my family loved to cheer me on, and after my parents' accident, I vowed to be the best I could be to honor their memory. After a while, life starts to pile up - college, football, and helping out my brothers. I just need a small reprieve, especially if she's five foot five, brunette, and has legs that go on for miles.

I have a plan - keep my head down, stay out of the way, and graduate. If I stick to it, I can escape and finally be free of my father's suffocating grip on my life. My plan does not include four stubborn, rich hot guys that just happen to run Harvard Academy. Brent, Cole, Tristan, and Axel are the top of the food chain. All the boys want to be them, and the girls want to be with them - except me. The thing about spoiled rich boys...they'll do anything to get what they want.

As the gun lay heavily in his hand, the weight of it was nothing compared to the pressure his father had put on him and the Vipers Creed Motorcycle Club year after year, dragging them all down in the process. Cade had two choices: the club or his father. The club won. It took a particular kind of man to kill his blood, but Cade had always believed in doing what was right for the club. To him, it was a small sacrifice to make things normal for him and his brothers. Then, when Trixie strode into his club, his normal was shot to hell.

Ophelia is cursed with the ability to unwillingly siphon the secrets and emotions from everyone around her. But after a chance encounter with a stranger, she discovers she’s part of the powerful Conduit world, where gods and monsters are frightfully real, and her "curse" is actually her gift. Elias has been hunted since his parents’ murder. Now, he’s the only one left who can stop the Conduit war that has been waged in the shadows of humanity for over 3,000 years.

When free-spirited Merisande flees into a cursed wood to avoid an unwanted marriage to Sir Avry, she finds herself in a hidden kingdom full of winged people who keep human slaves. Her betrothed follows her there, and they are both captured and enslaved.

Trapped in a corrupt hellhole with thieves, sadists, and killers, Mike didn’t think things could get any worse. Several years on, and a new Hell has found him. A virus has infected billions all over the world, turning its victims into vicious zombies. The UK and Ireland have remained uninfected...until now. Lawlessness threatens to take over the streets as the government does everything it can to keep control. With the city in lockdown and every resource stretched to breaking point, Mike finds himself in familiar territory.

A motorcycle club has rolled into Ashton Grove, trying to make a place for themselves. For a motley crew of shifters, f---ing and fighting are just a way of life. But if there's one thing they can't stand, it's anyone who abuses a woman.  

Born with a rare blood disorder that means she cannot go out in daylight, Accacia has learned to live in the dark, even if it has been incredibly lonely. Determined to find a cure that will finally allow her to walk in the sun, Accacia has spent her days and nights holed up in her laboratory doing just that. After a freak encounter with a tall, dark, and ridiculously handsome stranger, Accacia might just have found her cure, but not in the way she expected.

September 10, 2001. Special Forces Major Kyle Mason is honeymooning at New York’s SoHo Grand Hotel with his bride, Padma Mahajan. The couple’s hotel is only a few hundred yards away from Padma’s place of work on the 105th floor of the World Trade Center’s North Tower. When Padma steps out for coffee and a cigarette, a mysterious visitor enters the honeymoon suite, warning Kyle of an incomprehensible catastrophe that will result in the total destruction of the World Trade Center towers, killing his wife.

They live among us. Hiding in plain sight. Until now.... West London has always been known as the quieter part of the city. That's true...for a human. But in reality, the streets are home to those that rule over the supernatural world. Werewolves have their gated communities. Vampires reside within a subterranean utopia. And the magic-wielding wizards, witches, and warlocks study their arts right under the noses of general public. It has always been that way, and because of this, there has always been peace.