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What's worse than a pink pixie living all alone in the Big City, eight thousand miles away from home? A pink pixie who's stuck managing monster-fighting crews without ever seeing the light of day herself.

In their arms, danger becomes desire. Every year, monsters demand their Offerings—women like me. This year, I thought I escaped. I thought I was safe. Then he arrived. The Viscount. Dangerous and ruthless, he declares me a late Offering. Swept into the deadly realm of the Shadowfen, I realize I’m not here by chance. They want to rule, and I’m their key. My reality crumbles, and as much as we act like enemies, they refuse to let me go. Their touch ignites a fire I can’t resist, fueling desires I never expected. They call me their little monster. Maybe they’re right.

Lydia Anderson is an unbonded omega who left her life behind to escape a family more interested in their status than protecting their daughter from an alpha who won't take no for an answer. It took everything, but Lydia managed to break free, running as far as she could. Now she lives with her head down, avoiding attention. Her past is still on the hunt. And she can't get caught again. Pack Saint Clair is everything Lydia has been taught to want.

Jax is tasked with hunting down the pages connected to a dangerous artefact. The last of his brothers to break his curse, he never believed he’d ever find his mate. Until he met her, his opposite in every way. Thea is impulsive, loud, and brings color to his world of grey. But with danger lurking and the fate of everything tied to the artefact, Jax must keep his distance and protect her from the shadows. Until one of the pages is stolen…and he knows exactly who took it.

Lydia Anderson is an unbonded omega living in fear of the day her past catches up with her. Hunted by her ex, betrayed by her own family, staying out of sight is her only protection. Or it was, until she met Pack Saint Clair, and found love and safety in their arms.

A god wants me dead. My ancestors stole half his soul then imprisoned him in Tartarus, thinking he'd be forgotten. That he could never return. They were wrong. The day he rips open a portal between our worlds, my life is over. As the current guardian of his cursed soul, my head is on the chopping block, but there's a snag in his plan. This dark god believes he's my fated mate. We're not, but he refuses to take no for an answer. When he kidnaps my cousin, I'm forced to make a deal. To rescue her, I have to spend six months in Tartarus. Pretending to be his mate. His queen.

I'm at a bar trying to poison a mark like the professional I am when I see him. Straight from Tartarus, they say the shadow dragon called Legion has slayed entire armies single-handedly, and the intense way he looks at me suggests every rumor I've heard about him is true. I should be terrified. Instead, I'm drawn like a moth to a flame. The moment he touches me, everything changes. Suddenly, my skin is the poison. One touch is enough to kill a man, which is exactly what I do before I realize what Legion has done to me.

Loss has scarred my life. I’ve trained relentlessly, endured unimaginable pain for one goal—to face the beast who watched me, who came for me. But took my family instead. There’s nothing I won’t do for vengeance. Until three sinful and unhinged monsters find me, emerging from the shadows with sharp teeth, and with claws that could pull apart my life as easily as they do the buttons on my dress.

Titus is just trying to control his new power without losing himself to the darkness. Already cursed, and now suffering with noxious black magic, he believes his luck couldn't get any worse. Until an assassin appears, ready to end his life. He never expected such an infuriating woman, and now he's not sure what to do. Kill her before she can kill him, or give in to the intense desire that proves bad luck comes in threes. Rae is prepared for a typical hit. But when she can't seem to eliminate her target, she quickly realises that it wasn't only Titus who has a price on his head.

My pack thinks I'm stoic. In truth, I'm a murderer who has never shaken off the scars of my first kill when I was a child. Once my life was forfeit, now it belongs to my King. And when the Panther King orders me to retrieve his mate from the chaos happening on Earth, I do it without asking questions. That is until my first whiff of the woman who my panther believes is his fated mate. She will undoubtedly be my queen. But does my loyalty rest with the crown the king, my best friend, wears?

As an ODP agent, it was always my dream to work big cases, chase after bad guys and lock them up. And now that there's a brand new, deadly drug is circulating the streets, all my dreams are about to come true. Well . . . not all of them. Because where there's trouble, of course Dominic is going to be there. Not only does he haunt my dreams, he's back to haunt my reality, too. It doesn't help that he gets into my head without making an effort. And it doesn't help that he's in pain whenever he's close to me, either.

Sam refuses to let his traumatising past dictate his future, so embraces life to the fullest. Stable, independent and attracted to a Guardian who’s off limits, Sam couldn’t be happier... until his father comes back from the dead. Facing memories he’s suppressed from childhood, and a new threat he never saw coming, Sam struggles to keep the life he’s built from crumbling. Cursed as a child and scarred from addiction, Axel never thought his life could get much worse. Until the poison that helps relieve his pain starts to affect his work, the sole reason for his existence.

I wasn’t expecting my new housemates to be as hot as they are. And it’s going to be a struggle to stick to my personal rules of no relationships with them. They’re all so tempting, sweet, and funny. Well, except for one. Yep, definitely hard.

So I couldn't resist my housemates. Go figure. And lo and behold, it was none other than Marcus who broke me. But strange powers have surfaced, and a dark revelation leaves me with more questions than answers. What is this bond I feel with some of my housemates? And can I resist them? And what the hell is going on with my magic?

After years of hiding from her past, Lydia Anderson confronted all her demons to take her place at the heart of Pack Saint Clair at last. But just as she was poised to claim her victory and her lovers, one of them was ripped from her arms and from the pack itself. Rhett Cooper faces criminal charges far from home, and Lydia’s heat may arrive before he can be freed.

“I suggest you focus your considerable talents and effort on finding another career path.” From the moment those words left Agent Grant’s lips, I realized my dream of being a profiler for the FBI was dead. All because I happened to come from a small town in the Midwest. Seriously, that’s the only reason he would give me. So I did what any sane woman with a heart full of rage and an Ivy League education would do: pack up what was left of my failed life and move back....

The Jackals are keeping me hostage. They think I'm a traitor and saboteur. Bait they can use to lure my brother and his club. Payback for stealing their drugs. But the Wolves aren't coming to my rescue. I'm my brothers pawn to justify a turf war between the clubs. Wounded and locked in a cell, I can't use the mate bond as leverage to weasel my way out of captivity. My enemies have severed our connection and rejected me as their mate.

Disillusioned and aimless, Evan Spencer makes a pact with herself. To follow wherever the finger of destiny points. Even if that means heading to some obscure Alaskan town she's never heard of. A place where the primal beauty of the backwoods is rivaled only by a certain pair of steely green eyes. But Thorne Bay has a dark side. It's not just rumors and wary gazes that shadow the darkly alluring Tristan and his reclusive family.

All I want for my birthday is to find my magic and maybe get my first kiss. But that’s pretty hard to do when rumors fly around that my girly bits are cursed. I've lived among witches ever since my mother dropped me off. That was the last I ever saw of her. For most of my life, my aunt cared for me, raised me, and hid me from the world. My world. Until she can’t anymore. My mates have found me. All three of them. If these wolf shifters claim that I am theirs, that can only mean one thing—I’m not a witch, I’m a wolf shifter, too.

I'm certifiably insane. Just ask my amazing therapist. He's my soulmate and a vampiric serial killer. There's no one I'd rather stalk more. Except no more late night slinking for me. I'm in The Asylum, committed as a danger to myself and others. They tell me I'm delusional, which they aren't wrong...except about what. See, this place is made for supernaturals too dangerous to let roam free. The doctors, the staff, the family members that helped put us here are all in on it, trying to convince us magic is just another delusion. They plan to keep us here forever—sedated and docile.