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Dear Fiona: I hope this letter finds you well—and by well, I mean significantly less infuriated than you were yesterday. I’ve wanted to continue our conversation from the night we met, but there are so many things I can’t say or do, now that I’m your professor. As an anonymous letter writer, I can give you some idea of what I have planned for us, once the year is over. As an author, I can share my work in progress with you. Not for you to critique but to show you how much you mean to me.

Maxence’s brother was trying to kidnap or kill him, and an organized crime thug wanted to cut off Max’s head and feed it to the sharks for entirely different reasons. So when a cute little blonde stood up on a barstool in the middle of the Buddha Bar in Paris and drew the attention of the wrong sort of guys, Maxence swooped in for the rescue. Everything about her appealed to him: her sweetness, her giggliness, and especially the fact that she was in trouble. That last part made her sugar and catnip to Max.

The fae king is growing on me. Every touch, look, and night spent in his arms is slowly melting my resistance. When his feral side takes over, something inside me wants to let go and give him everything. With each passing day, the pull is getting harder to deny.

Diabetic Bryanna Fitzpatrick has seen her own death, her body carried by a Highlander. But she can’t deny her mother’s desire to visit Scotland. Stumbling into an underground cavern in Eilean Donan Castle, she encounters a Highland faerie who sends her through time to 1310.

Dree is on the run. Her dead ex-boyfriend owes a whole lot of money to some drug dealers, and if they can’t get the cash from Dree, they’ll take it out of her hide. When Catholic Charities offers Dree a mission into the far reaches of Nepal because they need a nurse, Dree jumps at the opportunity and prays she’ll be safe. Until she meets the Catholic priest who’ll be leading the mission. It’s Augustine, the sexy guy from Paris. But he has a new name, Father Maxence Grimaldi. Well, she’d told him to lie to her.

The Red Plains are hot. But my fae king? Even hotter. So, we kind of got captured by a warlike clan of Vundi warriors. Sounds bad, right? But they treat us as guests, and I’m coming to like them despite the ongoing threat of me being shipped off to the king beyond the mountain. I still endeavor to reach the winter kingdom and find a way back home...until the Vundi high priestess reveals that I may have more ties to the fae world than I ever imagined.

I’ve scored the ultimate Christmas nannying gig, and my plans include:(1) Hanging with adorable, four-year-old Bea (2) Ice-skating (3) Visiting Santa at Harrods. They do not include: (1) Falling for Miles, Bea’s grumpy, loaded and unreasonably gorgeous dad (2) Miles peeling my top off (and his own) when Bea vomits all over us (3) Accidentally telling him to ‘make better use of me' over champagne Christmas is not going to plan.

Scotland, 2022. Celebrating with friends, pediatrician Jennifer Foster is more than a little tipsy when their boat breaks down near Achleith Island. Put ashore while they wait for the coastguard, Jenny discovers a rock with strange markings. Thinking it’s all a game, she high-fives the carved handprint and hurtles through time to the Middle Ages.

On your knees...Father Edward Chase. Brooding. Growly. And...unavailable. He's the hot priest. I am a belly dancer. He's haunted by his past. I am trying to carve out a future for my studio. He’s at war with himself, and I am the casualty. There is nothing he will put before his calling. No stone he will leave unturned for his flock. He’ll never give in to the attraction between us, So what if he stars in all my dreams? He may be a man of God. But for me, he is temptation personified. Making him fall for me is all I ever wanted. Until he reveals his secret...

She turns her face and I catch a glimpse of her profile. The upturned nose, the curve of her lips, the creamy skin that glows in the late afternoon light. She throws her head back and laughs, and my heart begins to pound in my chest. Sweat beads my palms and I wipe them on my jeans. What is this reaction to her? I have not even properly met her, yet something inside me insists that I know her. She's the girl whom I have tried hard not to think about...The girl I’d gotten a glimpse of so many years ago. I have never forgotten her.

Joining with my alphas has changed me at my most basic levels. I can't seem to control my powers, but with Jeren, Kyte, and Ceredes at my side, I think I'll eventually stop with the accidental outbursts of lethal energy. Hopefully. But my powers aren't the only problems. I have an omega who wants me dead, a Sentient who is still trying to kidnap me, and an undeniable need to mate with my alphas.

I wasn’t supposed to be on the beach that night. Neither was Declan Beauchamp, the super-hot, super-bad-boy upcoming actor. He saved me from being hurt. But his life changed forever.

When I discover my boyfriend is cheating on me, I quit my job, and move to take up a role as the PR manager for a hockey team. Only problem? There’s a mix up. Now I’m stuck sharing a flat with the grumpy, hockey captain who's a former marine. Worse? (or is that better?) there’s only one bed! Even worse? My ex too has moved, as the captain of the rival team, ugh! When my enigmatic roomie realizes how much I want revenge he comes up with a plan.

Five… minutes. That's how long I was supposed to be there. Get in, get out. Job done. Four… guns pointed at my head. It wasn't supposed to go down this way. Three… years old, and she clung to her mum as we sat huddled together on the floor, chained to the pipes on the wall. Two… choices, when my time finally came. To let it all play out or fight with everything I had. One… split second that changed the course of my life… forever. My name is Tyler Evans. They call me The Thief. But on that day, the last thing I expected to become was the hostage.

My fiancée is a dreary little mouse, and I have no doubt we’ll make each other miserable if we go through with our arranged marriage. But I can’t dishonor my grandfather’s dying wish. Which leaves me one choice — make my sweet fiancée so miserable during our engagement festivities that she calls it quits. Operation Prince Charmless will get her out of my hair. And then I'm back to Sexy Single Ruler business as usual. Or that’s the plan…. But my fiancée is feistier than I remembered. Sexier, too. Looks like the Royal Package and I are in for more than we bargained for….

Have you ever had one of those really bad days at work? You know, one where your sexy AF boss catches you photocopying your backside in his office? No? Just me, then? I blame my bestie and partner-in-chaos. She challenged me with a not-so-innocent dare that I should’ve flat out declined. But I’m an adrenaline junkie, and now, here I am. I know it sounds crazy, and daredevil tendencies aside, I definitely went too far to get his attention. But you haven’t seen him. Colton Wolfe. My boss. Tall, dark, handsome, and with the sexiest British accent I’ve ever heard.

Beth has lured me into the slave rebellion with promises that spark a fire in my heart ... and in other places, as well. The Bazaar will either lead to a revolution, or end in countless lives lost and an even greater stronghold for slavery. On top of that, an old enemy has arisen, and fighting him will take every bit of strength and magic I possess. But he has more lives and more plans than I can fathom, and each of them includes destroying the realms, my king, and my mate.

Betrayal has taken Taylor far beyond my reach. I can feel the bond stretched and twisted until it’s on the verge of snapping. But I will find her. She is mine as I am hers, and nothing will stop me from recovering my queen. I will always come for her. If she is hurt, I will heal her. If she is scared, I will wrap my arms around her...my embrace her safe harbor.

Damian Savage, the billionaire rockstar with the killer abs, aka the ultimate dream guy in a six-foot-five, sculpted-chest, freaking macho package. Who haunts the dreams of half the female population, ugh! He's also the kind of arrogant, self-important man I avoid, in real life. But that smirk of his? OMG, swoon. So I may have stalked his social media accounts, don't judge. A lowly nanny like me? I didn't feature on his radar at all...until I run into him at a party. And ask him to spend the night with me.

Overprotective rake. Daring bluestocking. A marriage of convenience between opposites…who fall head over heels. Marriage? “No thank you, sir!” has always been Lady Calliope Seaton’s answer. But she needs access to naval documents to rescue her brother Spencer. And she’ll do anything to get them—even wed disreputable navy officer Nathaniel Fitzgerald, the Duke of Kelford.