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An eldritch magic has awakened, turning the mortal world darker. Colder. Famished. With flesh-eating monsters and a sinister curse spreading like a plague, the last glimmer of humanity in Foxglove Parish has long since faded. For Maevyth and Zevander, the only chance of escape is through The Eating Woods. But fate has woven a new web, tangling the threads of destiny, and crossing the mystical boundary to Aethyria might not be so simple.

I died, briefly. Then I came back. Now I’m determined to make the most of every minute I have left. Only problem is I’ve been saddled with supervision. Kane Deveraux is handsome, smug, and cold as a tombstone. So why does he make me feel something more powerful than death?

Isla has been surrounded by monsters her entire life. She was raised with them, so it was only natural that she would date one. Trapped in a world where she's nothing but a toy to be manipulated and used, she longs to escape. She never expects to find salvation in the arms of her abusive boyfriend's father--a dangerous man with a penchant for violence. Yet somehow, he offers the safety and comfort she never expected to find in her hollow and jaded life. But the thing about salvation, it never comes without sacrifice.

There are whispers about what lurks in Witch Knell—the forest where sinners go to die. The villagers call it The Eating Woods because what's taken is never given back. Only those who've lost their senses would dare to go near it. Or the banished. Maevyth Bronwick knows better than to breach the misty labyrinth of trees, but a tragic turn of events compels her beyond the archway of bones to a boundary no mortal has crossed before. One that cloaks a dark and fantastical world that's as dangerous as it is alluring. It's there that he dwells, the cursed lord of Eidolon.

I owe everything to Emilia's father. I'd do anything for the man. When he asked me to marry his daughter, I thought he was insane. I was only going to protect her. That was my job. Yet, one innocent kiss changed everything. Now, it's not about what her father wants. It's all about her. When enemies try to take her and the life we could have away, they will learn why they call me the devil. I'll show them no mercy. Emilia is mine, and God help anyone who tries to come between us.

I woke up in jail with three men fighting over who gets to claim me—and none of them are even human. Number One is a leather-clad demigod with a belt that does more than hold up his jeans. Number Two is a rogue secret agent with a habit of giving orders like he expects to be obeyed. Number Three is a flirty charmer who's convinced I'm his soulmate.

My name is Abby Lee, or BayAreaAbby, according to one million followers on Social Share. There are quite a few perks to having that kind of following, but each month I put together a local community donation event and it’s my favorite thing to do. December’s theme, “Support Your Local Fire Station,” was no different.

I rule a kingdom built on blood. Brutality is my legacy. The moment I saw Allegra Moretti, I knew I had to have her. The night I planned to make her my wife, my enemies attacked. They took her from me. They did not know the monster they unleashed. I burned the world down to bring her home. Now, I’ll go to war for her. I will tear our families apart and I will deliver her enemies to her in pieces.

I know what love is. After witnessing its devastation, I’ve shied away from it, Until Atlas. I never thought I’d ignore the red flags and wave a white one. Surrendering to Atlas in the most delectable way, I didn’t realize he’d been playing me all along Until I found myself at his mercy. They say love can heal all wounds, But what about the scars left behind?

The Daymakers were the hottest alt-rock band since the nineties, the masked members making fans swoon at the very thought of who might be hiding under the skull masks. Known only by their stage names—Royal, Hero, Poet and Knight—their real identities were a carefully held secret.

My life changed the moment I saw Cassian Trevino standing in the shadows of my father’s study. A ruthless villain in a suit, he’s the head of a rival mafia family. I should have been safe. Instead, I was trapped by the man my brother betrayed. Cassian came for blood. But he took me instead. Now I’m his possession. His obsession.

When I discover my late grandfather left me his bratva empire, I’m excited for a chance to finally prove myself. But there’s a catch: I need to get married. Alina, my best friend’s little sister, offers to help me out. But I immediately turn her down. The problem is, she won’t take no for an answer.

All I wanted was a new life, a fresh start in Faders Bay. But fate hadn’t written my name in the stars, it was written in cold, murderous blood. Zade. Sawyer. Dalton. Cross. They wanted something from me—they wanted my heart. Literally carved right out of my chest. They vowed to protect me, vowed to keep me safe from the very monsters they claimed to be. But Zade was the devil, a knight in shining murder, while the others sat back to watch the show, wicked grins stretched across their traitorous faces. I never should have trusted them.

Ezekiel Summers, the son of a preacher, lost an eye because of me. Cyrus Porter, the child of a sociopath, burned a man for touching me. Levinston Cartwright, an heir to billions, used his wealth to stalk me. Three vastly different, yet dangerous men with one thing in common… An obsession with me.

Three years. Three years at the Omega Center, learning everything I need to learn, becoming the omega that they say we're supposed to be. You know what else they say? That we'll find our pack, our alphas, while here. There hasn't been an omega yet that's walked through those doors and not walked out ready to bond with their intended packs and alphas. The exception being me. I haven't found my pack. On my last night at the Center, however, I catch a scent that nearly drives me crazy. I found them there. Syn and Kian. And that scent around them that makes my knees weak?

Kairhyse - My little demon has been taken again, but this time my journey to get her back is by far more dangerous than the last. My patience is none for those around me, that includes the man that is aiding Sydni and I in finding Xeraphine. Sacrifices will need to be made and I'm willing to give everything fate has for me to make sure I get her back.

When my boss starts harassing me at a work function, I do the only thing I can think of; I pretend cocky bratva pakhan Dimitri is my boyfriend. It works. For a little while. Then Dimitri suggests we take it one step further and ‘get married’. My boss gets off my back, Dimitri has an out of the arranged marriage with rival mafia boss, Massimo’s, daughter. It’s a win, win. Except getting married does nothing to scare off Giovanni.

All my life, I wanted to be loved. Instead, I was ignored. My father gave me what I wanted so he could go back to ignoring me. Once I understood that, life became easier. When he arranged to marry me off to the son of his biggest ally, I didn't mind. Marco was the older brother of my best friend, and honestly, he made me burn.

There is nothing Tyler regrets more than the night she spent with Eric Ambrose. Not because (despite everything she’d told herself that night) she’d caved and slept with the man they call “The King”. The man who is arguably the best rock drummer of all time. But because, despite her best efforts, she can’t stop thinking about him. And when he tracks her down three months later and offers her a job writing his memoir, she’s caught between standing her ground and keeping as much distance between them as possible, or agreeing to spend the next six months on tour with him.

It was a one-night stand with a bratva boss. I never expected to end up pregnant. Or run into him again three years later at my friend’s wedding. He knows I’m hiding something, but he has no idea that 'something' is his son. Before he can question me, the wedding is ambushed. He forces me to go with him so he can keep me safe. I need to escape so I can get home to my son. Whatever happens, I can’t let him find out about Sasha.