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They call her a guest. She knows she’s a prisoner. With females being so scarce some feel they should be collected and parceled out to males who deserve them. Others think they should be protected and given the choice of who they will call mate. Kate watched as her guardians were murdered. The killers don’t know she saw them. Claiming to rescue her they take her to a guarded location. They made one serious error, Kate isn’t what she seems. She is so much more. But one male could change everything when he stumbles upon the prison where Kate is being held.

Trina is done hiding. Now it is time to hunt. But the list of people after her has just gotten larger. She had no idea the turn her life would take once her twin left home. The events that led up to her family going into hiding haven't changed. However, she is determined that her freedom is her own. She belongs to no one until she and her wolf both agree upon a mate. A chance news report sends a shockwave through Jaden’s pack. The mayhem he left behind may destroy parts of his pack forever, but Jaden doesn’t have time for that, not if he is to save his mate.

Of most interest to Bennet was Mr. Darcy of Pemberley. When Fitzwilliam Darcy attends the Meryton assembly, he befriends a quiet, intelligent gentleman. In frequent visits to his friend’s home, he becomes acquainted with the Bennet family of Longbourn. Yet Mr. Darcy is distracted by a strange feeling of having met some of them before.

Ashmielle knows there’s something different about her. She simply can’t put her finger on it. Living on her own since she was thirteen, she’s a cynic and hardened to the world’s problems. She tends bar at the place of a crusty old dude named Hank, who is actually a softie on the inside. She minds her own business, puts on a fake smile, and slings beer.

Trey’s only goal is to protect his pack. When a young shifter female moves into his territory, it raises a million questions. Who is she? Doesn’t she know how dangerous it is to travel alone and unprotected? Where did she come from, and what kind of danger did she bring with her? Time is running out as Gabby’s first transformation nears. Trey must walk a knife edge between protecting her from harm and convincing her of what she is. He also has to convince her she isn’t going crazy so she will give his pack a chance, and maybe give him a chance.

Alma Cox, an American representative of the United Nations, travels abroad to help with efforts to improve the budding new infrastructure of Kuwait City. It’s there she meets Hamza Hassan, a kind, humble man seeking to help make the world a better place. They meet each other from entirely different walks of life, but they find in one another a similar perspective to their own. It’s in this perspective they discover a sense of belonging neither knew they needed, yet both realize they can’t live without.

Learning you’re Lucifer’s offspring is bad enough but now Ashmielle, the devil’s own daughter, has a power she can’t control. She needs training. Who else can help her but Samazrael, a demon who spent the last few decades in the ninth level of hell. And though Lucifer has released him from his incarceration, Samazrael has not released himself. The sparks between Samazrael and Ashmielle are undeniable and they have nothing to do with Hellfire.

Mercy Temple lives in a world where paranormals are a thing. Humans know of their existence, but the two species don’t interact. Or so it is thought. She’s a bounty hunter. She’s good at what she does. There’s been a killing in Sector 18. Not just any old sector. The werewolf sector. Not just any old killing. An alpha. And as for the timing? A few short days before the full moon, when all the werewolves will be shifting and wreaking havoc.

Mercy Temple lives in a world where paranormals are a thing. Humans know of their existence, but the two species don’t interact. Or so it is thought. She works for a bounty hunter, doing any job he needs done. From killing someone, to finding someone, to bringing them in. She has a love/hate relationship with the bounty hunter. He knows her secret, and that’s how he keeps her working for him. But still, he pays her well.

A female spaceship captain? That’s me. I shouldn’t have taken my vessel that route. I’m the captain of my ship. I’m the decision maker. Bad decision. I knew it was bad when the warlord appeared on the comms screen and pretty much said he wanted me to warm his bed. Now I’m avoiding pirates, warlords, and a clan war between alien warlords. Oh, and I’m trying to pay a debt off and save my crew’s life.

We were never meant to survive. Claudette drained me, dragged us into the shadow realm, and left us to die. But Winnie’s magic exploded, tore everything apart, and saved us all. Now we’re stuck in a collapsing nightmare full of lost souls and shadow demons. I’m exhausted, haunted, and the magic in this place whispers things I don’t want to hear. It wants me to feed, to give in, to lose myself. But I can’t. I won’t. Not while Winnie’s still breathing. I’ll destroy this realm if that’s what it takes to bring her home.

WinnieI thought I knew what I wanted—what was right, what was safe, what wouldn’t break me. Then Bryce’s shadows started whispering secrets. Then Xander’s fire burned too hot to ignore. And suddenly, I was caught between two forces, both pulling me in. They’re my best friends, my protectors. But we all know something between us is shifting, changing. The problem is, if I let go, I might fall. XanderI was always the steady one. The one who knew where I stood. Winnie was mine. Bryce was my brother. But now, I see the way Winnie looks at him.

Nyala and Jack are on the run and trying to escape an unfamiliar, desolate landscape. Jack is sick and coughing up blood. Nyala tries to care for him, but he pushes her away. Despite the danger and uncertainty of their situation, Nyala remains determined to stay with Jack and help him through their predicament.

Nyala’s having a heck of a time recovering from last semester’s events. She’s missing her best friend Briar, and things became way too complicated when her boyfriend decided to cheat on her. Yeah, she caught him in the act.

It should have been the perfect idea, right? A bake-off to take the pressure off Sylvia Harmon whose ex is getting remarried, thereby eliminating the pressure Emma and Darcy are under. Brilliant, or so Darcy thought. Until it became time to talk Ethan Crosby into it.

Darcy’s got an invitation to join Ethan at an auction. No, this isn’t the date he supposedly asked her out for a while ago. This is a favor for his cousin who’s some well-known New York Times best seller. Why not, since said author agreed to do a book signing at Darcy’s bookstore, and that’s bound to bring in more business. Not to mention that’s going to satisfy Becca’s crush on said author.

Let no good deed go unpunished. At least, that’s what it feels like to Darcy Harmon. She’s helping a friend out by delivering flowers to a funeral, when one of the attendees dies on the spot. Right there at the funeral. Right in front of Darcy. She can’t let that go without investigating, can she? Especially not after the attempts on her own life.

Darcy’s got an interview with a local paper. Cool, right? Well, maybe not. Why’s she got reservations about doing the interview when anyone she tells about it encourages her to jump at the chance? So, Darcy jumps. Only she finds her remote interview over Zoom comes to an untimely end when her interviewer is attacked.

In an abandoned warehouse. Behind the arcade. In the woods. In a motel. All these locations have one thing in common—murder—and these murders are reminiscent of a killer that is long dead. While Detective Derick Wyatt is trying to navigate his new love life with Kimberly, a copycat Butcher is driving him to drink. But what do the killings have to do with the sweet family that lives next door to him? As the Butcher eludes him and his relationship with the family strains, he has to thank God he has Kimberly beside him to see him through this mess.

Who’d think an innocent early morning walk on the beach would yield a sealed bottle with a mysterious set of letters from decades ago? Certainly not Darcy Harmon, but that’s exactly what she’s come across. And leave it to her sister Emma, the family’s resident amateur sleuth, to try to take the mystery away from Darcy. Well, Darcy’s having none of it. It’s her mystery to solve, and she’s not sharing it. At least, not until someone tries to take her life.