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I didn't ask to be rescued. I was doing fine on my own, even if I had just lost my job, dumped my ex and taken a wrong turn down a dark alley. So when Carrarr thinks I need saving and sweeps me up in his huge claws, what am I supposed to do? Say no to this damaged, vicious, and sweet as candy gargoyle who only wants to prove to his mates he's worthy of their love?

A man down on his luck trips and stumbles into a world of bloodthirsty monsters hidden among the precipices of New York City. A chance encounter with illustrious vampire Alexander LaMont ensnares the clumsy yet hopeful James Donovan in shadow and treachery, thrusting James into his new identity, The Vampire Jack Townson. Will Jack survive the vampiric politics of Manhattan, or will final death come to claim him at the next sunrise?

When I get separated from the other members of my Antarctic expedition, I meet a strange, pale, beautiful man who saves me from freezing to death. He says he's the actual Jack Frost, and he's pretty much an ice god, which totally messes with my scientific worldview. I'm all too happy to leave his fine frosty ass at the South Pole and head back to the States where things are messy but not magical. Too bad the charming ice god follows me home.

Carrying a tattoo on your skin no longer just comes with a risk of infection. Get the composition right, and you have the latest mind-control drug on the market. It’s the sex-traders’ dream...or worst nightmare, depending on the concentrated dose of the ink and just who’s wearing it. For Kiyen, the ink means he’s able to strip raw the minds of the best and worst of society. He’s one of MI7’s top killers, and never more driven to select and take down a target.

Phoenix is old. Too damn old to still be alone. But when you’re the leader of the Blackjacks, a group of mixed-blood vampire fighters, a happily ever after comes a very distant second to survival. The True Order is determined to wipe them out and she’s going to make sure that doesn’t happen. Seven Blackjacks against an unknown number of pure-bloods–the odds aren’t in their favour.

An impossible choice. Should he save the woman he loves but can never have, protect humanity, or avoid a prison sentence that would stretch for eternity? Archer is a half breed, caught between two opposing heritages - the Jacks, a bloodthirsty race who kills for sport, and the Readers, a docile race trying to save humankind. Two years ago, he betrayed the Readers, though, in a last-minute change of heart, saved them from ultimate destruction. But now he’s all alone, wallowing in unrequited love.

Davyn is damaged, broken physically and mentally after being raised in captivity. He joined the Blackjacks to seek revenge against those responsible, but isn’t truly a part of them. He maintains distance while hiding his disfigured wing and his true heritage. His reputation as one of the deadliest is well-deserved. When he once more finds himself back in chains, fighting for his life, he doesn’t regret what led him there and accepts his fate.

I was escaping from my stalker ex when they took me from Earth. Dropped into a hellish alien maze where all I am is potential food. Until I run headlong into a huge, smoking hot alien dragon, covered in golden scales and an ego which could light up a planet. Draco rules the prison maze they call the Kirakos and he says I belong to him.

A young, drunken Jack plays a prank on the town’s witch, only to get caught. One curse later, and he’s stuck in the house he tricked, literally, unable to leave.

Get the composition right of tattoo ink, you have the latest mind-control drug on the market. It’s the sex-traders’ dream, or worst nightmare, depending on the concentrated dose of the ink—and just who’s wearing it…. Or that’s how it was supposed to go down. For ex-MI7 killer Kiyen, his ink ability has been thrown into reverse now his ink has been cut away. Drowning fast and hard in the land of the “normals”, he’s struggling to come to terms with this new way of ghosting through life.

Shep has secrets. For decades he’s fought to keep them hidden from his teammates and his sister. If they knew the truth, knew what he had done, they'd treat him differently, and he can't handle that. He's already dealing with the fact that he's growing wings, wings he shouldn't have. Wings he doesn’t want. Izzy is working in a job that she hates. Then he bumps into her, knocking her off her feet in every way. The gorgeous stranger is a regular in the club. The man everyone wants, but she’s the one who has caught his attention.

Battle scarred Drasus is the Kirakos' grumpiest, grouchiest Sarkarnii and he really doesn’t want anyone around him. My former job as a doctor means I’m given the assignment to take care of him as he recovers from his wounds. Does it matter I’ve only ever treated humans? Apparently not. Only Drasus doesn’t want to be nursed and he’s determined to make my life absolute hell, or at least the way he growls at me makes me think he does.