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When Daniella Trivolli sneaks into a holiday party at a sex club, there's one thing on her mind: Busting her cheating fiancé. But nothing can prepare her for a confrontation with the sinfully sexy owner once she's caught. And while her head is telling her to leave, her body has a different agenda.

Needing a fake date in a hurry leads to intense awkwardness. Especially when your dumbass chooses a girl from the dating service that looks a little familiar. Like "we got drunk and married in Vegas one night" familiar. 'Cause we did.

Torn between two worlds. And four men. Sebastian. Toshi. Theo. Kyle. My pretense of a human life was shattered when someone close to me died. Kyle was killed. I needed answers, and the only way to find them is to ask Sebastian, Toshi, and Theo to find out who’s responsible. Unknown to us, we’re playing right the killer’s hands.

Two worlds. Five men. And one of them still alive. Kyle's survival rocked my world, but the revelation of my pregnancy brings about my worst fears. Indictment into the very prophecy I am running from. The Primal Council is fractured. War looms before us. Eradication versus transfiguration, and not one human is safe. The Council is preparing for war and I'm carrying a deadly secret. One that threatens to fracture the bond I have with the men around me. The village wants to claim me and the Primals want to protect me. I'm torn between two sides.

I'll see you in Chicago. Those words echoed in Marisol Soltero's mind as she sprinted across Bogota. Back in Chicago, she waited outside Governor Sabrina Sloane's luxury condo, needing to see the woman she loved return to safety. But Sabrina didn't return. Not to Chicago and not to Marisol. That was six months ago. Now a series of disappearances in Humboldt Park provide the distraction Marisol needs. Her people are going missing. Snatched off the street right under her nose. Clues are sparse, but Marisol's gut tells her the culprit is her old enemy.

Marisol Soltero's life is built on big scores and fast women. From her nightclub she rules over the Humboldt Park neighborhood of Chicago with ruthless calculation. Though everyone knows her as the Queen of Humboldt, Marisol lives part of her life in the shadows. Governor Sabrina Sloane has spent her life cleaning up the streets, first as State's Attorney in Chicago and then as Governor of Illinois. Every criminal to cross her path has ended up behind bars-except one. When that criminal saves her life, she's forced to shine new light on everything she thought she knew.

When tragedy flips Elle Jamison's life upside down, she retreats from the busy Seattle skyline to a quiet beachside town in California called Arroyo Grande. She leaves behind the life she’s always known to a life lived in isolation. A self-proclaimed bibliophile, Elle discovers a used bookstore in The Village and within it, a handsome and recently widowed bookstore owner named Aidan Wilson.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and I need a vacation. It’s almost Christmas—my favorite time of the year—at least it would be, if it weren’t for the psychotic fae assassin trying to hunt me down and permanently punish me with a dirt-bed for interfering in his plot for revenge.

Feisty and outspoken, Lexie McKenna will do anything to protect her cantankerous and ailing patient—even if it means going up against his cold and calculating, but sexy and irresistible, grandson. After all, as a nurse, her number one priority is her patient. Drake Carmichael doesn't trust the nurse who's taking care of his grandfather—despite how adorable and compassionate she seems. He refuses to let her get her grips into their hard-earned money. But as the two square off and begin to battle about what is best for the dying man, Lexie and Drake realize that first impressions are deceiving.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and I thought wood sprites weren’t a thing. Apparently, they are. Fun fact: they enjoy eating carrion, which was how I discovered the body of a hunter in the woods. The local werewolf pack confirms it’s a bad wolf doing the biting. Add two more to the body count, and we have a furry serial killer on our hands.

My name is Cat McKenzie, and despite what people might think, I don’t enjoy being chased down darkened streets at night by a 10-foot shadow man who can literally make me die of fright. Of course, that’s how all this started—the discovery of an underground fight club stocked completely with supernatural slaves. The plot thickens when seemingly unlinked murders start to form a pattern I begin to recognize.

Successful New York doctor Sydney Preston left the only man she ever loved to follow the path that her parents paved for her. When a tragic incident at the hospital threatens her life, Sydney moves to Virginia to rekindle the spark with her ex-fiance. However, Mitch isn't interested in reigniting the flame that fizzled out long ago. But Sydney hasn't come alone. When another incident threatens Sydney in Virginia, Mitch doesn't hesitate to protect her from the danger that follows her. In close proximity, they grow close again.

Irresistible playboy Jagger Talbot left his flashy life in New York to properly take care of Kaden, a little boy he vowed to raise, gaining custody when the Kaden's father died, and his mother ran off with another man. Starting over in Virginia seemed like the perfect beginning. But when the boy's mother comes back, clean and sober, fighting for custody, Jagger knows he needs a miracle to prove he's what the child needs. That miracle is Chelsea Beemer, sweet, perky kindergarten teacher.