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It is the year 2562, and centuries have passed since mankind left the Milky Way in search of a better life. For most, the dream of a grander existence has become a reality. But for the descendants of exiled criminals, sentenced to live on the harsh red planet of Reva, their only dream is reaching twenty years of age and passing their Oranos Trials, which grants them unrestricted citizenship in the United Planetary Systems—and freedom from Reva.

Mike Page fled Ironwood Flats, Texas the moment he tossed his high school cap in the air and never looked back. But when his little sister, Annie, is suddenly left raising two kids on her own, one desperate call brings him right back to the one place he swore he’d never return. Now, stuck playing uncle, Mike’s in for more than he bargained for, especially since it means surviving the town’s infamous Halloween celebrations—his personal nightmare.

Did we need to hold a Halloween party? No, of course not. Was I going to anyway? You better freakin' believe it. I didn't even feel bad! We needed a break! Even if it was for a day, a healthy work-life balance was essential…even if it was holding a bloody Halloween party and the work was determining who was sucking the magic out of people like goddamn juice boxes.

Stay away from mages. It was a singular phrase my father had ingrained in me from the time of my birth. Sorry, Dad. I have a feeling that is going to be a problem. You have to understand… my life has been bland at best. Everything in my life, every single day, has been scripted, organized, and neat. Calm, cool, and collected. The problem? It wasn't real. I wasn't like the other witches in my father's coven. I had a chaotic storm growing inside of me, and the moment these mages stepped into the picture, it began to escape. The perfect image of my life was shattered.

My father is a serial killer. No big deal. I promise. Me? Upset? No. Never. In fact, it would be really easy to pretend that the man never existed in the first place… if it wasn't for the bodies. What bodies? Only about 200 of them. Like I said. No big deal. What is even worse? He has had a dual purpose for killing them, and it isn't just because he's a sadistic monster. No. It is far worse than that. And if all of this wasn't enough to deal with… I had eight men in my life. Yes. Eight.

Chaos. Magic. Love. Three elements to my life that have brought me to this point—traveling to the God realm. I know we can handle whatever the fates decide to toss our way. Yet between visiting Queen Titania's court and learning far more about my demi-gods' past than I could have expected... I just hope we can retain some semblance of sanity by the end of this. And what happens when I finally meet the man, the myth, the... well, god, obviously—Set. My father. What has Isis been hiding from me? Secrets are unraveling nearly as fast as things are heating up between my men and me.

An all-expenses-paid autumn break in the mountains at a luxury art retreat? As a broke single mom, I can't believe my luck. Until my boss's whirlwind son crashes my private cabin. Charlie is my work problem, the rockstar Creative Director with a Kickstarter addiction and a charmed life. The man I can't stand… or stop thinking about. For two years, I've hidden my feelings. But as we explore the experimental art classes, small-town magic, and the wilderness, truths are exposed. Heat turns up and fake dating turns real.

Rach is a down-on-her-luck, happy-go-lucky kind of lady. Sure, she may work as an assistant to personal assistants, crash on her ex-boyfriend’s couch, and hide a whole secret past. But, mostly, things are great.

Welcome to Hell’s Gate, where surviving an apocalyptic event is a regular Tuesday, but getting a second date is impossible. Stay out of the city park past dusk, adhere to the curfew on Tuesdays, and whatever you do, keep the batteries in your UV flashlights charged. Grace Walker is the city’s top PR specialist. Her job is to make Hell’s Gate look desirable to tourists and potential residents. An impossible task when every day could be the city’s last.

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.

Blane has kept his people hidden from the Horde since the day they came in and wiped out the dragon race, but they didn’t kill them all. Now he’s back and making a move against the Horde. He’s going to take back what’s rightfully his in a step to wage war against those who took everything from him. The one thing he didn’t expect was to find her instead of the Horde King’s offspring.

Marie is a woman sold into a loveless marriage in a 1700s, second-world France. Under the close tutelage of the esteemed Lady Colette Valand, Marie has sewn a small corner of life for herself in their little town in the country-side.

Blood means power in a nation on the brink of chaos. Plagued by nightmares and bleeding daydreams, a woman must make a choice between her duty and her heart, and if she takes too long, fate will decide. Starlight turns to flames, but from the ashes, a new world will rise.

In The Marriage Wars: Book One, Melissa Gowdy Baldwin's dystopian world asks us to question the role power and gender play in our need for connection, denial, and choice.

They were never born. Time cannot affect them, they can never die, and they have an insatiable lust for human souls. It wasn’t destiny. She wasn’t the promised one.

Cassie Beckson’s buried her family. Now, she’ll bury whoever is responsible. The cops call it an overdose, but Cassie knows it was murder. And she has a plan-get a job as bartender at the exclusive club her brother attended that fateful night and uncover the truth. What she finds is a secret society, and herself bound by magical contract to Dexter Marin, the club's hot owner. He says it's for her safety, but Cassie refuses to be distracted by him and she certainly isn't going to ask him for help. Not when he's on her short list of suspects. But Dex has other plans.

A war forced the Kayei and the humans apart and a peace treaty was granted, but that does not stop them from finding ways to infiltrate, so when the Princess goes missing, The King believes it to be the nastiest of the Kayei.

Being swept off my feet wasn’t on the itinerary for this Scotland trip. Yet in the blink of an eye, I find myself cradled in the strong arms of a sinfully hot stranger. My best friend Ella and I are on the way to a wedding. But we don't get there. Don't ask why—you'd only roll your eyes. Instead we find ourselves on an improvised Highland adventure and get more than we bargained for—including one mysterious Scot who always appears just in time to save my butt.

The Southern Kingdom did not bend rules or deviate from tradition. For Syrenn, this meant that she would have to continue vying for the Princes hand in marriage - even though she often found her eye wandering toward his darker, elder brother. Until the Southern Prince chooses his bride, however, she is stuck in a realm that is not her own, participating in a marriage contest against her will. When her fellow contenders start dying gruesome deaths, she must uncover who is behind the murders. Even if it costs her own freedom.

Vampire Princess Akira Ronin's compassion for all is against her father, King Abel Ronin's ironclad rule. This year, she must journey to the hybrid kingdom to retrieve five skilled fighters to serve in her kingdom. The king has a devastating plan in place but will Akira's humanity stand in his way and be the catalyst for an unforeseen revolution? As the gears of fate turn, she treads on a path of revelations. The hidden secrets of Akira’s past, and newfound powers, thrust her into a whirlwind of uncertainty.