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She has no idea who I am. But when her fingers grazed my scar, she didn't flinch at the beast beneath. She's the girl I was born to destroy—the only one who ever looked at me like I was worth saving. The woman who died for me…ten years later. Our surnames split this city for a century. Romeo and Juliet? Only we're not dying for love—we're killing for it. And our story didn't end in death. It started there. I should've stayed away. Instead, I let the devil whisper, "Don't die"—and smiled as I lit the match.

I've lived my life with rigid control. A tight vice on myself and my emotions. Scars from my past have left me broken. Riddled with guilt and anguish. When my baby sister was kidnapped, I feared the worst. That she'd suffered the same fate as our mother stirred up those feelings I've tried so desperately to bury and ignore. I never expected to find her. Drea Ortega. A five-foot, tattooed, killing machine who took my breath away from the first moment I laid eyes on her. She was my beacon of light in my dark, chaotic world. My heart. My soul. My everything.

The dead don't come back. Or do they? Viktor assassinated Tanechka—the Russian mafiya's deadliest hitwoman and the only woman he ever loved—by throwing her off a cliff. Years later, he glimpses a mysterious nun who refuses to show her face. And he knows it's her. His brothers say it's madness. His enemies whisper he's lost his mind. But Viktor knows the truth in his bones: either his guilt has finally broken him... or Tanechka has returned from the dead.

The Sun King Aquilan Fairlynn’s nephew Darcassan has disappeared into the ruins of Chicago in search of a rift to purple-towered Illithor. Darcassan seeks the great weapons and magics that the dread Night King Xelroth Vex left behind in that sleeping, dreaming, dangerous city in the Under Dark. Declan, Finley, Aquilan, Rhalyf, Elasha, Helgrom, Snaglak, and Glom all agree to track Darcassan and stop him from intruding on the Night King’s beloved city. For if an Aravae lord steals even a grain of sand from Xelroth Vex it could spell war between the Night and Sun Elves after millennia apart.

"On the other side of that door is the man you're going to marry." My father's chilling command sends a shiver down my spine. Suddenly, it clicks. The mysteriously gifted dress. The innocent-looking invitation. This isn't dinner. It's a wedding. My goddamn wedding. The doors swing open... And towering at the altar, all muscle, ink, and menace—Leon Natali. The monster I've cursed since I was old enough to know his name. He's older. Colder. Desperate for an heir. And I'm the gift-wrapped offering meant to seal a blood-soaked alliance.

One minute, I'm in a hospital, about to kick the bucket, and the next, I’m in a weird jungle teeming with ridiculously oversized bugs and demon-like lizard people determined to enslave me. Nope, I didn’t die. And no, sadly, it’s not a hallucination.

Farron, the Prince of Autumn, wants nothing less than to be tangled up with Dayton, the Prince of Summer. Dayton is reckless, wild, and probably hasn’t opened a book once in his life. Meanwhile, Farron likes to think everything through—including how to survive the next few weeks while his family is staying in the Summer Realm. But Dayton has set his sights on Farron, and despite his better judgment, Farron finds himself drawn into the storm that is the Summer Prince. The deeper he falls, the more Dayton pulls away, and Farron can’t hold onto him any more than the sand can hold onto the tide.

Under the smoky stage lights of my club, I watch an angel sing like she was made for sin. She doesn't know it yet, but she's about to pay off a debt—with her total submission. I took this empire from my own father. Rebuilt it in blood. Now, it's time to claim my little angel—my Angioletta—and make her my queen. Cassie Bellini is fire and attitude wrapped in temptation. A body begging to be pleasured. And bruises that tell me another man dared to touch what should belong to me.

"Keep your hands off the virgin." That was the order. The second I saw her, I knew I would tear it apart. Now she's pregnant—and I'll kill to keep her. I'm the Guild's enforcer in Brooklyn. But also the heir to an empire in Italy I haven't set foot in for nine years. I kidnapped the virgin heiress to end a war. Dragged her across an ocean and locked her in my family's castle. Within these walls of stone and silk, I'm one wrong touch away from burying myself so deep inside her—and starting a new war.

I shouldn't have been there when Teo Vitale was announced as The Guild's new Don. They dragged me before him. In a private room. On my knees. I grew up despising him. But the way he wielded power made my breath hitch—made my body beg. And what he took as payment? My total submission. Raw. Merciless. Ruinous. Now, he's everywhere. Watching. Waiting. Lurking in the shadows just to remind me that I belong to him. He won't stop until I'm locked in his gilded cage, a prisoner to the darkness I stir inside him—something he can't control.

I thought nothing was worse than dying. Then I discovered there are things that hurt an awful lot more than chemo—like getting your heart trampled on by the insanely powerful superhuman prince who claims you’re his mate. Right after we consummated the mating, no less. Well, he can have a nice life. The moment an opportunity presents itself, I’m out of here. I just need to locate someone who’ll portal me back to Earth before he finds me.

Wolf shifter Riley Savage thought his fated mate was lost in the river almost seven years ago. But when it's revealed that not only is she alive, but also she's a witch who's been hiding from him, fury doesn't begin to describe how Riley feels. He's determined to get answers and hits nothing but dead ends. And then she shows up in Arcana Falls. Despite how angry he is, the desire to claim, bite, and knot her is stronger. Warring between anger and biological urges, Riley malfunctions.

My name's Cat, and boy, do I have a tale for you. Imagine waking up to find yourself in a world utterly devoid of life's essentials—no Netflix, no Wi-Fi, and, brace yourself, not a single Starbucks in sight. Where, you ask? Well, that's a nightmare I'm still unraveling. Here's the scoop: one moment I'm pulling off a daring stunt on a Hollywood set, and the next, I'm gasping for air in a realm that's straight out of a fantasy novel. This place? It's overrun with werewolves, vampires, warlocks, fae, and, to top it off, dragons. Yes, actual fire-breathing dragons!

Ever since she lost her mother to the fae forest, Kat has sought to free human slaves from the cruel clutches of fae masters. Her daring escapades performed under the nose of her guardian go off without a hitch—until the fae decide to retaliate. Prince Rahk of the Night Court is sent as an emissary to the human world to establish peace through marriage. But he carries with him a secret task: Find the vigilante freeing the human slaves and kill him.

I'm determined to have a child, which means one week in one bed...with an alien. According to the Xilan-Earth agreement, I'll belong to Prince Vikar, a seven-foot-tall, scaly blue alien, for one week. In exchange for giving him whatever he needs, this cocky "prince" assures me I'll return to Earth with a child on the way. But when the space station's attacked and alien spiders try to steal me, Vikar and I must flee. Then he tells me that once we get away, he's not sending me back....

I won’t be forced into alien servitude. I’ve spent my life mucking out the houses of the rich and famous. I know what they’re really like. They think they can take whatever they want. I learned that the hard way.

The paparazzi is hounding me, my fiancé cheated on me, and I’m sick of living up to everyone else’s expectations. Former child star syndrome much? Yeah, I’ve got a chronic diagnosis. Is running away to another planet drastic? Maybe. But I’m ready and couldn’t be happier to sign my name on IEP’s dotted line. Luckily, I land a sweet job as an assistant on Tracarox. They say the place is full of sorcery, but I’m not about to fall for space magic.

Never depend on a man. Those were my mother’s words to live by, and I took them to heart. They’ve kept me going in my life as a diplomat. So far. If I’m going to survive now, an alluringly dangerous male might be my only hope. There’s nothing good for me on this godforsaken planet, except for N’Ashtar, the alien prince who makes me yearn.

Harlow is smart and fierce, and I should have known that she would cross me. Now I'm a prisoner under the castle—and once her father returns I'm as good as dead. I've heard tales of the king's ferocity, and I know he'll burn me alive with just his stare. But before he can kill me, I make a proposal. If he lets me live, I'll pledge the vampires to fight in this war. The Teeth are dangerous, whatever plans they have are even more dangerous. King Rolfe needs me alive—whether he likes it or not. He spares my life—but I'm still a prisoner.

I left the Earth to get away from my controlling ex, and I refuse to fall into another man's arms...not even an amazingly masculine alien that awakens an uncontrollable attraction within me. Bask is the definition of alpha male and my opposite in every way. He comes from an alien species full of domineering males, and I'm not interested. I can't deny that I'm hot for him, but I'm not willing to be his submissive little female. When our ship crashes, he goes into protector mode. He thinks I'm a helpless human. I might not have the power to summon fire at my fingertips, but I'm not weak.