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The Ancients’ world is under attack. The lips delivering this unexpected news to me are even more unexpected. They belong to Lokene, the charming and mischievous young man I fell in love with before my beloved Atlantis sank into the sea. The Ancients have sent him to request my aid because he’s my mate, and they think I will listen to him. Did I mention Lokene is an Ancient? Oh, and he has the ability to give me legs, and take them away, at will. I swear he’s enjoying this. If I could train my great white shark, Sheba, I’d be teaching her to nip his butt.

Don’t touch my stuff. Not my mates, not my city, and not my last nerve- I’ll hurt you. Rescuing my mates needed to be done. Raining my fury on the one who took them… Well, that was for pleasure. The one who dared take them? He’s sleeping with the fishes now. I’m trying to be a better siren, which isn’t easy since I am constantly struggling against the rising tide of desire that makes accomplishing any task really hard. Heh, really, really hard. I’m getting off track here.

Thanks to a protective spell gone wrong, I am what the world calls a siren. During the horrific battle between light and darkness, as Atlantis sank beneath the waves, I was caught in some crazy magic that changed my body and put me down for a really long nap. The humans, still greedy as ever, woke me up when they stumbled on an energy source near the heart of my home. I battled alongside my Atlantean brothers and sisters as evil spread like a plague from city to city. We fought bravely, but in the end, I lost everything. I have nothing left to lose.

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.

Being selected for the most prestigious tattoo reality show of the year is Hale’s dream come true. Money. Fame. Career-making glory. The only catch? Aksel is competing too. Aksel is a rival artist, a walking ego, and the last person Hale would ever choose to spend twelve hours a day under studio lights. The tension is instant.

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.

Amara Mutar has risen to the highest ranks of Tamar society by her wits and ambition. But it is not high enough to keep those she loves, and herself, safe from a past that will not release her. Cassian Haydar has sunk as low as it is possible to sink, but he intends to take back what is his, and crush those who took everything that mattered from him—after he’s done stealing back all the other lives they’ve robbed.

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.

In the mysterious world of Harmony, there are places filled with unexplored marvels. But Rainshadow Island isn't about to give up its secrets.... In the alien catacombs of Rainshadow, there are creatures whose compelling songs lure the unwary to their death. That's why Rafe Coppersmith, hired to clear out the catacombs for exploration, needs a music talent. He knows the perfect one, but she probably doesn't want anything do with him....

Custom-aquarium specialist, Undrea Seeley, is supernaturally good at creating made-to-order fish tanks for her customers. Probably because she loves what she does. And because she’s a mermaid. She also loves living in a town where she can be herself. Well, the version of herself everyone thinks she is. But then, who isn’t harboring a secret, right?

Resuming normal life isn't exactly an option for Myreen after finding out she's a freak chimera and the daughter of a villainous vampire leader. But she can't forget about that kiss she shared with dragon shifter Kol, even if he's still acting hot one minute and cold the next. Juliet's love life isn't looking so great, either, while Kenzie's may be too hot to handle. And Leif's feeling the heat of his subterfuge with the vampires, while Oberon is struggling to keep the school together. 

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.

Green witch Sage Summers is no stranger to curses. The night her power manifested, the park outside her apartment devoured a strip mall. Classified by the Magic High Council as too dangerous to live in the Mundane world, shes made a life for herself in Everwood Falls with her organic produce, a weekly stand at the farmers market, and the best group of friends a witch could ever hope for. But isolation has also meant the loss of her family, as well as an ex-fiancé who decided to put her and Everwood Falls in his rearview mirror and leave the moment his hex was lifted.

Well, it seemed as my days as a data analyst were long behind me, it seemed feeding random people’s cats and baking cookies for work colleagues was too. What wasn’t behind me, however, was getting snatched by the mob or finding myself tied to yet another chair. But this time the mob had made a big mistake, because this time they weren't the scariest ones out there. No, but I knew who was. The one who had claimed me. The one who wanted me back. The one who was now out for blood. A Siren’s Enforcer.

Join Agents Emma Monroe and Zack Armstrong. She's sacrificed. He's suffered. They've both been betrayed. Now it’s time for a reckoning. Special Agent Emma Monroe has a secret. She’s a Fallen Siren, cursed by the gods and banished to Earth for her failure to prevent the kidnapping of Persephone. As an FBI agent she saves the lives of others believing redemption could be one rescue away.

Freedom is all I’ve dreamed about for the last fifteen years. When I see my chance to escape captivity, I have to take the risk. And for once, luck is on my side. However, I have no doubt my captors are looking for me. When I get approached by an eccentric group of misfits called MEOW Squad (don’t even ask) offering to keep me safe and help me get justice, I don’t have much choice but to accept.

I tried to hide from the truth and that didn’t work. I tried to run from him and that definitely didn’t work. What was next for me but to try and work off my punishment? One that ended with me sacrificing my own heart the second his Lost Siren finally walked into his life; the one I found for him. I took this as my cue to leave. My cue to run and never look back. That had been the plan and he made a promise to let me go. A promise he quickly broke.

They say my kind shouldn't exist. But now that the world's seen me, they can't seem to look away… I can't experience love, but somewhere along the way, I became addicted to any substance that could make me forget the beautiful curse I can never escape. Now five supernatural men from my past have unexpectedly returned, dripping with sin and sex, claiming they'll stop at nothing to own me—to figure out what made me leave them all those years ago. They'll kill any other man who gets too close, a fact that thrills me even though I know it shouldn't.

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.

We all have our roles to play. Some are the villains. Some are the good guys. As a siren, I’m supposed to be a seductress. A beacon in the ocean that lures men in. Usually, it works. That is…until a handsome vamp denies the lure.