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Benedict Turner has made a name for himself dismantling smaller publishing houses and destroying authors’ careers in the process. When the flirtatious Brit agrees to a quick interview for my book research, the last thing I expect is the charming, sexy billionaire to sweep me off my feet. Despite being a walking red flag who doesn’t like pineapple on pizza, considers a nightly run a good time, and insisting soccer is football, he isn’t the morally gray man I thought he would be.

Cordelia Tremblay loves fitness, fairness, and fun facts. Her senior year of college is going swimmingly until her professor has to go on parental leave and the school is in dire need of someone to fill in. Having a borderline obsessive crush on a professor from the other Augury campus, she composes an email with a specific substitute in mind… Dr. Alitha Taylor favors logic and reasoning. Head of both the cosmetic lab and Potions Department, she is on track to become the next Dean of Augury University and has no time for romance. Especially not one that could be career-ruining.

An award-winning sociologist unearths how a group of ordinary people debilitated by excruciating pain developed their own medicine from home-grown psilocybin mushrooms—crafting near-clinical grade dosing protocols--and fought for recognition in a broken medical system. Cluster headache, a...

There are too many secrets in the Paris Opera House and Christine Daaé knows them all, for her lover, Erik, the infamous Phantom of the Opera, is at their center.

Nyssa Blacksea is tired of running from the Imperial regime that wants her dead. With a royal bargaining chip in hand, and freedom for her and Quinn finally within reach, Nyssa's ready to take the fight to the Empire's doorstep. She's armed with a desperate plan and a dangerous weapon: hope. But that hope is shattered when Quinn's nemesis, Ceril Anelos, strikes. Always a step ahead, his traitorous intentions soon become clear—master forbidden magick that has been locked away for centuries.

The Flock has unleashed a wave of targeted attacks on research facilities across Earth and the terraformed areas of Mars. But are they the enemy or one of Claire’s few potential allies in saving Earth? Her only clue is the ancient, cryptic journal left behind by alien rebel Eberin Das of the Ufretan Alliance who tried—and failed—to save Mars from his own people. Claire has a partial translation, thanks to Beck, but can she truly trust him now that she knows he’s not only an alien, but a member of that very same Alliance?

Tareal Vanth, a demi-fae necromancer, was having a regular day of cleaning up bodies, taking out murdering trash, and pissing off local authorities . . . he should have known that peace and quiet wouldn't last in a city like Inferno. Now, an actual Reaper called Elektra is on his doorstep, demanding his help to stop a renegade necromancer from tearing the Veil apart and unleashing an undead army. He wants to tell her that it's not his problem, but Elektra's death magic sings to him like a siren song, and his fae mating instincts are getting more frustrated by the second.

Christine Daaé arrives penniless and hopeless at the steps of the great Paris Opera House, in search of an angel. What finds her instead is a man in a mask named Erik, a tortured soul masquerading as a ghost. Fascinated by Christine, Erik dons a new mask to be close to her: that of the Angel of Music. This strange patron awakens Christine's voice and soul...as well as desires she cannot understand. Their adoration growing, Erik and Christine remain separated by deception and darkness, tangled in a web of lust and lies.

When she set Aurora Verderosa free, Hadria thought she was doing the right thing—for once in her life. But now the only light in her dark world has been ripped from her, and Hadria faces a vulnerability she never knew. As Hadria frantically searches the city's underbelly to save her lover, the Syndicate she leads becomes fractured, with some questioning her right to lead.

This omnibus follows three vampire Blood Lords as they fight to claim their Brides and their HEAs in a city with enemies around every corner and a thirst for power that can never be satisfied.

I hate the princes of Devil’s Creek. Luca, Bastian, Marcello, and Damian. For most of my life, no one wanted me…not until they needed me. Turns out I’m the lost heiress to a multi-billion-dollar fortune and a pawn in their sick game. They keep me locked in their seaside estate, completely at their mercy. All four of them are bullies, taking out their hatred for me in the form of punishments; each with their own reason for keeping me around. I’m sick to want them. It’s dangerous to need them.

I am a laid-back wise guy. A veteran, a friend, a marksman, and a loner. My name is Honon. I may be hesitant to pull the trigger, but am not afraid to fire with the right target in my sights. I am a focused free spirit. A black sheep, a go-getter, a scrapper, and an artist. My name is Emme. I’m single-minded enough to reach my goals, but still moderately flexible when life throws a curveball. We make a reluctant couple—our hesitation evident—but when innocent lives are endangered, and hard-fought trust is challenged, we discover who we can count on. Each other.

Kidnapped and sold to the highest bidder, I’m promised to marry another man, a ruthless Mafia boss who has an ax to grind with the Salvatore brothers. And he wants to use me to get his revenge. The men we thought were hunting me are the least of our problems. As it turns out, the real monsters were right under our noses all along.

Once upon a time, I hated the princes of Devil’s Creek. Luca, Bastian, Marcello, and Damian. Those brutal billionaire bullies were my enemies. Until I realized there are worse men in this world…and those men will stop at nothing to capture me.

Christine Daaé ventures into the underground world of The Phantom of the Opera, a mysterious man named Erik who brought her fame and ecstasy as The Angel of Music. Now she must learn to trust her teacher as a man if she is to survive the cutthroat intrigues of the opera above. Despite the horror of Erik's face and the darkness of his past, Christine is drawn to the man who awakens her soul with his music…as well as her desire.

Too young. Too old. Too wrong. Too good. Evan Hughes is the road captain for the Dark Horse MC. Spencer Maddison is back in town. She's an angry little sister. She would rather be anywhere but Pineville. He knows she's the one who got away. She has never moved on. Once, she was too young for him. Now, he knows that she's the one. If she would let him break down her walls. He could be what she always dreamed of.

In my world, I take what I want. Even her. I'm her godfather. I shouldn't be pushing her down to her knees and making use of that sassy mouth, let alone tearing her clothes off, belting her bare ass, and then ravaging her virgin body as she screams my name. But I'll do all of that and much more as I teach her what it means to belong to a man like me. Because I can. Because she's mine.

Cynbelline Khaw is a woman of many names. She’s Generosity, a cultist who never quite fit in. She’s Bella, the daughter who failed to save her cousin’s life. And then there’s Cyn, the notorious bounty hunter who spaced a ship of slavers. She’s exhausted, lonely, and on her very last legs—but then a new client offers her a job she can’t refuse: a bounty on the kidnapper who killed her cousin. All Cyn has to do is partner with the crew of the Calamity, a scouting vessel she encountered when she was living under a previous alias.

Grover Hughes is the president of the Dark Horse MC. Ryan Turner is the one who got away. Or rather, the one who ran away. She needs help and protection. He's too stubborn to follow his gut. She's too stubborn to beg. Their past was laced with betrayal. They were never meant to cross paths again. She could be everything he ever wanted. He could be the ruin of her.

I was taken, kidnapped by traffickers, and sold like cattle at a market. All for a magic that runs deep through my family's bloodline. Now Lord Eldrion claims me as his own. Cold and cruel he parades me around as a Lady of not only the citadel but his lands, all while refusing to look me in the eyes when he addresses me. This life is worse than death, where others would embrace the luxury I see it as nothing more than a gilded cage. But there is one person who sees me, who dares to defy Lord Eldrion. He too is a prisoner here, trained and forced to entertain visitors at the citadel.