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I walked into the wrong hotel room...to a naked man fresh out of the shower. Now, I'm pregnant with his baby. I should've left as soon as I saw him. He was too beautiful to be real. I got halfway to the door… And then he saw exactly what I was trying to hide.

In 1965 America, women can’t have their own bank accounts, credit cards, or sign their own leases; divorce is scandalous and difficult; and abortion is illegal. Every week, a group of suburban housewives meet for their Tuesday canasta game. As cards are drawn and discarded, the women share advice and confidences. When prim and proper Lily Berg, a doctor’s wife, discovers she’s pregnant with their second child, she follows her friend Becca’s suggestion and takes in Betsy, a pregnant teen from the local home for unwed mothers.

One wardrobe malfunction. Two people who don’t belong together. Three awful words: “Be my wife."

Demyen stole my freedom to lock me in the worst cell imaginable—His bed. I get it: I'm the liar who put his brother behind bars. And I'm paying for my betrayal, one moan at a time. He promises he's going to ruin me. So why does he pull me into his bed every night? I see the truth behind those icy eyes: He's addicted. Unfortunately for me... So am I. And unfortunately for both of us, there's no ending this now. No clean break. No walking away.

What would you do if you walked in on your husband cheating? I'll tell you what I did: Ran out the door with nothing but the clothes on my back. A month later, I'm broke, jobless, almost homeless. But then, while filling in as a waitress at a fancy restaurant, I trip and land in the lap of a gorgeous stranger.

No pity. Trust no one. Keep it moving. My name is Sheena May, and those are my rules. With secrets worth killing for, I'll do whatever it takes to avoid being caged again. That's why I can't stop running, even if it means I never find out why I have these powers. When fate drags me back into the magical world kicking and screaming, I'm torn between a demon I can't resist and a shifter who tells me we belong together. They promise me things I've never dared to want, but my secrets remain my own.

Spencer Donato. My brother’s best friend. My dirty little secret. We fell for each other at Lancaster Prep. Sneaking around. Not wanting anyone to find out. He was my first love, my protector, my knight in shining armor. We were made for each other, and I truly believed he was my forever. But then I did the unthinkable, and betrayed him in the worst possible way. I thought I lost him for good … Until I saw him at my brother’s wedding. Now he’s older. Crueler. Unbearably handsome. We’re drawn to each other still, but will Spencer be there for me when I need him the most?

For ten years, Demitria Collins has fought the creatures of nightmares to protect the one person she has left. With a rising string of demon attacks on the forefront, she knows it’s only a matter of time until they’re next. But when a routine patrol goes awry, and Demitria has a fated encounter with the legendary Horsemen known as War, everything she fought for is threatened. Including her life.

After being freed from her ordeal in Lylican, Amylia begins to heal as she forges a new life in Asteryn. But within its borders, bonds are being strained to the limit. Old wounds test the strength of those closest to each other. The eight territories of Labrynth are still dangerously divided, human distrust of Wytchlings cleaving them apart. After devastating attacks threaten to break tentative alliances, Asteryn makes a desperate attempt to unite them all.

When Fiaa turns 21, strange things begin to happen. A chance meeting with a stranger has her seemingly normal life spiraling out of control. This stranger, Ryker, Prince of Faerie, finds something magical and unique with this mortal girl. With one look she has entranced him, but with one touch she sees right through his glamour. Taken to another world, Fiaa's eyes are open to the magical realm of Faerie, where more secrets seem to loom.

My husband doesn’t know about our son. But that won’t be enough to keep him safe. Because our little baby boy is the heir to two thrones. And there are a lot of bad men out there who want to stop him from reaching them.

Cian is terrifying me. The Irish killer stole me on my wedding day. And now, he's revealing secrets that threaten to burn everything—and everyone—I love to ashes. I need to get back to Dmitri. He's the only one who can keep our unborn child safe. Escaping Cian is just the beginning because Dmitri has secrets of his own. Starting with the unseen houseguest upstairs... And ending with the hideous truth about what really happened to my sister.

Cleveland Noir joins Columbus Noir as the Akashic Noir series continues its tour of Ohio and navigates the dregs of the North Shore.

I took my loved ones and ran. What other choice did I have? But somewhere out there, some monster has the baby I’ve come to love as my own. Timofey comes after me. He finds us—because duh, of course he does.

In a faerie hierarchy built upon one’s ability to produce specific, color-driven magic, Opal is an outcast, and on the cusp of giving up on her future at court. While visiting the human realm, she witnesses a dark magic shadow beast attack a human—a beast which should have been forever imprisoned in the Shadowlands. Upon her return home to the faerie realm, she finds the Shaede Palace in chaos, the vampiric Dark Princes ready to start a war over old wounds and court prejudices, and a revolving door of impossible choices.

I ran from my old life because the monsters in my past thought they could own me. For one brief moment, Ivan Pushkin gave me a taste of a happy ending to my story. But now, those same monsters are back to finish the job. Francia wants me dead. My stepfather wants me married. And the Sokolovs want me chained to them forever.

Resident Relic Hunter for Deva’s Fae Council is a title Bethany Aodhán never wanted, but it isn’t like she has a choice. And in truth, the appointment might just aid her quest to find her mother’s murderers—because at least one of those responsible is a member of the council, and getting access to their records could give her the connection and their identity.

I’ve got debt—yeah, I know, so does everyone else on Planet Earth. But the bills I’m paying keep my dad and my grandma alive. So it’s pretty messed-up for Timofey Viktorov to use them as a threat to keep me under control.

Owen Sharpe is like a Bingo card of "Men I Should Stay Away From." Gorgeous? Of course. Cocky? Like a literal rooster. Pro hockey player with a fat wallet and a bad attitude? You already know it. But when I get locked out on my apartment balcony—while missing a crucial piece of my clothing (hint: the lower half)—Owen is the only person willing and able to help me. That's how I ended up in his apartment for the night. And when the Houston Scythes superstar needed a fake girlfriend to rehab his terrible PR image, I was willing to return the favor. Besides, we both swore this was fake.

My pretty little Storm didn't want a knight in shining armor to save her from captivity. Which was good, because my reputation wasn't built on being prince-like to damsels in distress. No, it was built on being a psychotic menace who often played surgeon with my targets before I eliminated them. That was precisely what I did to the men who harmed Olivia Everett before I saved her from the Velvet Cage. I stalked them. I hunted them. And then I delivered their missing pieces to her on a silver platter. Piece by piece, I healed her brokenness with those souvenirs. But I had to do it quickly.