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Join Effie Harlow on her journey at Silver Falls University, where she begins to realize that something about her is different. This slow-burn reverse harem paranormal romance features five protective and possessive shifter mates who are bound and determined to keep Effie by their side, no matter what. To prove to her that she is so much more than anyone has ever tried to tell her she was. Will they be able to convince her of her place at Silver Falls and in their life? Or will Effie get lost in the university crowds like she did back home?

I was just a data analyst. I paid my taxes on time. I used to feed a cat that wasn’t my own and bake cookies for the office. I was a good girl. How was my reward finding myself penniless, broken down and stuck on the side of the road with everything I owned piled in the back, and all because I was being chased by the Mob? But then again, I must have had some luck left or he wouldn’t have stopped.

Nameless. Forgotten. Lost on Earth for centuries with a disembodied voice as my only friend. Protecting the vulnerable without any help from above. No one to explain the rules. Nada. Zip. Zilch. So when High Angelus Gavriel finds me killing a very bad man, can he really blame me? Before I can explain, he drags me back to the place he swears is my home: Sanctuary.

I signed up for a research mission with five other women. Instead, we crashed on an alien planet with too many dangers to count. Separated from the other women, I’m on my own until a huge alien with color-changing skin and a massive sword gets me out of a bad spot. I don’t understand Savair’s language, but I think he’s under the impression that I’m his. I am NOT his. I’m a 34-year old divorced scientist with no time for such nonsense. But if he can help me find the others in my group then perhaps I can play at being “his” for a while.

It was supposed to be simple. All of that changed in a single breath. Because it turns out I'm not human. And I just knocked out the power on an entire city block. In a split second, all of my carefully-laid plans go up in smoke. There's no chance for college because I'm being hauled off to Kingwood Academy. They say it's for my own protection and those around me. But I know one thing for sure . . . I'm not welcome here.

As a sorceress, I’m sworn to serve the sphinx known as the Oracle, a powerful seer gifted abilities by the gods. But when she’s captured in a plot to overthrow the empire, I must help an old flame escape execution. Deryn is a dragon shifter who’s searching for his kind, and is the only one who can help me save the sphinx. Despite our complicated history, we’ve vowed to work together, though love is the one thing we’re forbidden to have. But there’s more to this mystery than we can foresee, and if we don’t find where the sphinx was taken, my magic could lead us to an unexpected, deadly fate.

Driven by a promise to keep her identity secret, tenacious Evelyn Maynard is all alone in the world. But a scholarship to the exclusive Bradford Hills Institute offers her a safe haven and a fresh start. Or so she thought. Eve is one of the only humans at her new school, brimming with those born with Variant DNA—and coveted superhuman abilities. Bound by shared tragedy, Ethan, Josh, Tyler, and Alec—and their unique powers—are revered among Variants. But something has always been missing, and she may have just arrived with a scholarship and a glint in her enchanting, curious eyes.

In a world where mages, faes, and humans coexist, I, Goldie, am taking a stand – swearing off the male species entirely. Ironically, all of them start throwing themselves at me with almost supernatural fervor the minute I make my vow. All except for one man, that is... When I move into a crumbling Victorian mansion, I didn't know my unexpected inheritance would come with a neighbor who is a rugged alpha bear shifter with an alpha complex.

My name is Vinna, and I've been keeping a lot of secrets. You would too if you'd experienced some of the weird shit I have: red-eyed monsters chasing me, markings on my body appearing out of nowhere, a strange power that crackles colorfully over my skin from time to time, and don't get me started on the weapons I can conjure up almost out of nowhere.

I've been kidnapped by vampires and Sawyer is under some love spell. Now I’ve got to traipse through the entire Magic Lands without getting killed to make it back to Werewolf City...hopefully in one piece. Everything would have worked out as planned if Sawyer hadn’t gone on another revenge killing spree in my honor. Now the entire magical world is at war, and my True Mate and I are stuck in the middle of it.

My name is Sheena May, and I'm done running. Insidious yellow eyes lock onto the secrets of my magic, and my former best friend shows up with a bombshell that could ruin us all, leaving me to figure out if I'm really the weapon my enemies think I am.

No pity. Trust no one. Keep it moving. My name is Sheena May, and those are my rules. With secrets worth killing for, I'll do whatever it takes to avoid being caged again. That's why I can't stop running, even if it means I never find out why I have these powers. When fate drags me back into the magical world kicking and screaming, I'm torn between a demon I can't resist and a shifter who tells me we belong together. They promise me things I've never dared to want, but my secrets remain my own.

My name is Sheena May, and everything has changed. All my secrets are out, and now I'm a hostage again. Trapped in a concrete box surrounded by the very magical objects my life depends upon, I have to find a way to outsmart the witches who betrayed us and get back to the men I love. Caught up in power plays, twisted games, and a hatred that spans centuries, I cling to an unlikely lifeline: the enigmatic fae who visits my dreams.

What do you do when running is no longer an option? When the man hunting you not only found you… But now wanted to make you his prisoner? And worse yet, why did that new title make me squirm and want to give myself to him? My Demon captor. Ryker's world was so much more complicated than I ever imagined, and discovering my place in it, even more so.

Powerful magician Bas Greatdrakes has enough on his mind with magic surging through the world again, heightening his powers and awakening his inner dragon. The last thing he needs is to keep encountering a mysterious woman in the astral plane—yet he can't stay away from her. Bridget Hawkyns is unlike anyone he's ever met: fierce, brilliant, and completely untrained in her magical abilities. When an ancient creature begins hunting dreamers across Dublin, Bas knows he must protect her at all costs.

Mor has spent her entire life trying to make her miserable family happy until a chance conversation while working in her brother's coffee shop costs Mor her job and home in one go. Luckily, the man who instigated the upheaval of her life offers her a place to fall. Moving in with four sexy guys and getting out from under her loathsome family Hell, yes! The guys all thought they were saving a damsel in distress. No one expected her to save them right back.

The age-old story of hating my job was nothing new. Many lived it. Many had experienced it. So going into work that day just felt like any other dreaded day at the office. That was until there was him. A thief who stole more than gold that night. A thief who stole my heart. But I was about to learn how risky that truly was. Because Ryker Wyeth wasn't just any thief. He was a dangerous one. And now, after the chaos he unknowingly released upon my life that night, I was left with only one option… To run. To run from my crimes. To run from the lasting memory of his kiss.

I thought Peter Pan was a myth and Neverland a fairy tale. A story spun by my mother who had lost her mind a long time ago. But there was no denying the overwhelming shadow cast by Peter Pan when he was standing in my house.

After just one weekend together, Niko knew Indigo Easton was the one for him, and is determined to win her heart. But when he’s assigned to a cold case that points to her as the main suspect, he has no choice but to prove her innocence, because there’s no way he’s going to be the one to take down the only woman he’s ever loved.

Writing down your dreams…that sounded pretty harmless right? Turned out, I was sort of good at it. Turned out, it made a good book. Because who knew you could make money from writing about the man of your dreams? Who knew it would pay to fantasize about a fictional character you had fallen in love with. But most of all, who knew that one day, a set of doors would open, and you would find out that he wasn't fictional at all...that he was real.