Paranormal

Cruelty is his middle name, and I'm at his mercy. My father has kept me locked away in an ivory tower. I thought he wanted to protect me, but he only wanted to protect his asset. An untouched, sheltered mob princess is worth a lot of money to the right buyer. My father's greed means Sicily is no longer big enough for him. I'm shipped across the Atlantic to Boston to marry a man I've never met, whose reputation for cruelty reaches as far as the shores of Sicily.

We are all and nothing now, our fate weighed on the scales of the stars and counterbalanced by the forces that oppose us. The shadow of the false king spreads as thick as oil across the kingdom we were born to rule, and none remain untouched by its darkness. Our crowns lay within reach if only we can claim them. All souls are at risk now and when the final battle dawns, a new regime will rise.

Raphael and Elena are experiencing their first ever year of true peace. No war. No horrors of archangelic power. No nightmares given flesh. Until . . . the earth beneath the Refuge begins to tremble, endangering not only angelkind's precious and fragile young, but the very place that has held their most innocent safe for eons.

Stumbling in the dark down a twisting mountain road, Silas is on the run when a stranger comes crashing into his life. This alpha is dangerous, but Silas is out of options. Forced to accept help, Silas finds himself holed up in a lonely mountain cabin. Cornered and desperate, Silas must quickly decide: Can I trust this alpha? Can I let him know my secret?

Breck has taken my bite, and he's gaining strength and vigor to more closely match mine. Soon, he'll be strong enough to withstand the Change and come out of it a much stronger vampire than most fledglings. He's having to make some adjustments, of course, as there are a few quirks that come with being an Enhanced Mortal mate. Things like losing his eyeteeth to gain a rather adorable set of fangs, the better to drink from Daddy and to give me a Claiming bite of his own once Changed.

Crown Princess of Korai does not know yet that hers is the reincarnated soul of Branwyn, Goddess of Healing. Or that the goddess invoked a spell that requires Brynnika’s Death and Rebirth. Or that she was once a child bride to Arowyn, God of Chaos. She only knows that she is betrothed to the horrible Crown Prince Damian of Forcia, a warlord determined to reclaim what’s his. Meanwhile, Arowyn knows things about Brynnika that she does not, and he is determined to stake his claim on Branwyn and Brynnika, the woman who houses her soul.

Secret memories locked in my head, an assassin on my tail, and strange powers I shouldn't possess are the least of my problems. Because now I'm bonded to a man I barely know. My body may be pulled towards him, but my heart can't forgive his betrayal. And he isn't the only one. I'm sick of being treated this way and I'm sick of not knowing who I really am. No more secrets. No more lies. I'm determined to learn the truth. No matter what the cost.

She thinks she can steal from me, the little human. Adorable. I can't decide what will be more fun—the hunt or what I will do to her when I catch her. And I will catch her. There is nowhere she can run. Abel was of perfectly sound body and mind when she looted the Other's corpse. He looked dead. Wait. Did he just smirk up at her? No. Definitely not...

My goddess is reborn. The mouthy peacock shifter I find is not the woman I knew. She's somehow more. More human. More lovely. More sinful. And I want her more than I ever have before.

I've been suppressing my inherent Omega nature since the damn Council member delivered the news of my designation in the spring of my senior year of high school. I had dreams. I had travel plans. One stupid packet changed all of it—mostly. Four years later, I'm finally letting the Council match me with a pack. One night to determine the rest of my life. I'm skeptical until Logan makes the night fun, Carter makes it unforgettable, and Jude makes it intriguing. The Council pairing me with them is a dream come true.

A rebellion has been gathering force against the queen. It needs only a spark to gain momentum. It needs me: the secret heir. First, I must survive the Wilds—savage, brutal, and even more dangerous than the queen herself. No one enters its ancient, slithering forests unless they have no better choice. Joined by dragon-shifter Xeno, dragonling Saffron, goblin Pru, and fellow fae-trial contenders, I'm not alone. But every shadow in the Wilds crawls with horrible, giant monsters. Out here, we're no longer just trained warriors. We're prey.

I thought I had the upper hand, but I was wrong. From the moment he saw me, this god was determined to make me his… but his life is filled with death and is no place for the living. Trying to survive his world might just turn me into one of the lost souls that surround him. But I have my own secrets, my own past. What happens when a god and a mistake meet? What happens when neither will back down?

When Nadia is called to help deliver a human woman's little elven babies, she knows she can't say no. After all, she's masquerading as a fertility witch since blood witches were hunted out of existence several generations ago. But North Falls isn't like any other sanctuary city Nadia has been to, and the differences are enough to make her blood boil.

Claire's efforts prevented the city from tumbling like an inverted Atlantis, but there's a much bigger world out there. Drawn into a web of intrigue and lies, Claire and company find themselves drawn toward the Vampire Bastions by an old friend. Once there, they find out that it's not just a new town, but a new world, and a strange one at that. This world has got some bite to it!

The day she moved to Lupine Valley, Charlotte Montgomery's normal life was forever changed. In a matter of months, she discovered her wolf, her mates, and her heritage. It was pack politics that brought her to an Alpha coronation to support an ally. Yet, the festive celebration quickly morphed into chaos.