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My father is a genius. A scientist determined to unlock human potential. Only his experiments? He conducted them on me. I managed to escape his cruel, painful control, and for years I hid. Until one day, news comes of his death. Along with the fact his experiments are still being carried out. This time I cannot run, I cannot hide. I must stop them once and for all. He thought he was invincible…. but me? I'm unstoppable.

The pop princess with her bright blue hair, pouty lips, haunting eyes, and the voice of a siren. She’s always been too busy for us. Music seems to be the one language we both speak. It’s not enough. For her. For them. For anyone. I’m not enough.

Hot bullies, busted cars, and the party of the year. On an endless loop. I don’t know how, but I’m living today over and over again. Every year, the town of Devil Springs holds a celebration known as Devils’ Day. There’s no magic, but there might as well be: We wear masks, we play tricks, we party hard. Every year, the students of Crescent Reform School party the hardest. They’re the lewdest, the most wanton, ribald, and lascivious.

In the wake of an uprising of illicit sorcery, my men and I find ourselves on the run—determined to clear our names by protecting the kingdom. But to face off against the psychopaths who want to remake our country into a realm of chaos and brutality, I'll need to tap into my wild magic. And the god who's watched over me expects me to stand on my own now. If I can't overcome the odds against us, the lives of the men I love are forfeit. But how far can I go without becoming what I've feared most?

I was not prepared for the man who showed up at my bookstore. River Kent was tall—so damn tall, good-looking, so damn hot he took my breath, crystal blue eyes, so damn captivating I couldn’t look away. But mostly, he was a bossy, straightforward, tell-no-lies type of man. Which didn’t work for me, since I’d been lying through my teeth for years denying my true feelings. More than that, I was not prepared to face River months after my sister had been murdered. I wasn’t ready to deal with the knowledge that she was gone and in the weeks leading up to her death I’d turned my back on her.

Kill? That's easy. My family runs a murder-for-hire business. I can end a man in my sleep without so much as taking off my eye mask. Marry? If my mother has her way, I'll be walking down the aisle with her rival's psychopath son. But Riddick is more likely to stab me during his vows than love and cherish me for a lifetime. Kiss? My history with men says I'm better off with a vibrator. But then Augie Mitchell looks at me with his ocean blue eyes and I want to let him prove he's as talented with his tongue as he claims to be.

Fresh off her victory over Tony Belcher and his Aryan extremists, seasoned ATF agent Lexi Mills finds herself in the crosshairs of a new and deadly enemy—a killer who uses intricate weapons of destruction as his signature calling card.

In the course of a year, I have had my heart broken, re-forged, only to be shattered again. The tears won’t come. Not anymore. No more looking back. No more asking what if. Coop wants me to let myself feel it. Jake wants to distract me. Archie wants to put the world at my feet. Ian wants me to not make choices, until I’m ready. I’ve got family ready to catch me, but I refuse to fall. No more waiting. No more holding my breath. The future is now. We have a chance to forge the path we want, and I’m all in.

Troy Alexander is sex on a stick and every girl’s dream at John Rushmore University. He’s also the bane of my existence. Our meet-cute wasn’t exactly cute. He called me a nerd, and I accused him of slacking off on the field. Now, we have to live together. I’m supposed to try to play nice to keep a roof over my head. Not in my nature. Our arrangement could be a living hell, but slowly, I realize the worst thing he ever did wasn’t calling me names.

Jacob Compass is stuck in the human world, navigating a peaceful treaty so that supernaturals are not exposed. Justice Winter reluctantly finds herself helping him with this task, all the while dreaming about punching him in his perfect, smug face. Suffice it to say, their coexistence is a challenge in many ways. Turns out, though, that during this battle against an enemy that they can't just kill and get rid of - annoying as it may be - they learn that they have more in common than just their fey race.

I’m across the country when I find out my father hired a big-time publicist to announce my upcoming wedding to one of the most powerful men in the country. A king in the hotel industry. The problem is, it’s news to me. I’ve never even met this man. I flat out refuse Phoenix König’s preposterous proposal. In fact, I protest vehemently. That’s until my father fesses up to deep, dark secrets he’s been holding back from me. We’re on the verge of bankruptcy. To save my family’s legacy—and hold on to the vestige of the heritage my deceased mother left behind—I have to agree to a merger-marriage?

After months of searching, Ember and her friends have finally located the Sword of Light, the only weapon capable of killing Queen Aneira and ending her rule. This is Ember's destiny. Or so she thought. Now a pact to save the man she loves changes everything.

Andie. Receiving my aunt’s magic wasn’t the saving grace I hoped it would be. In fact, it was the start of a downward spiral none of us saw coming. With my energy acting out, my bond to Foster, and interest from unwelcome parties, I’m not sure how much longer I can shoulder the pressure. Foster. I thought I knew what obstacles stood in the way of finding peace with Andie, but with every step forward, we’re forced three more back. Desire fuels my perseverance. Desire to keep Andie safe, to officially make her mine, to make sure no one else has to die on her watch.

When I threw Riley Murphy over my shoulder and carried her off after killing the bastard who dared to touch her, I swore to myself that I was only bringing her home with me to keep her safe. She's an eighteen-year-old orphan who deserves a man who'll tell her she's his good girl. Not a ruthless Bratva boss who'll make her scream for him before he's even inside her. But the moment I pulled her cute little panties down for a much-needed spanking and found her soaking wet, I knew I'd be taking her innocence in the same bed I tucked her into last night.

The naga next door has perfect pecs, washboard abs, and the world’s sharpest jawline, but that doesn’t mean he’s off the hook for disturbing the peace. But this time, when I stomp over to give the my noisy neighbor a piece of my mind, I find Zayn’s front door ajar and his groceries scattered on the ground.

It’s not every day you find out you’re a witch mated to a wolf. To be fair, I was already beginning to question if magic might be real. I know, it sounds crazy—but what other explanation is there for this strange glowing light coming from my hands? When a couple of witches attack me, I’m thrust into a life that was stolen. Erased. Turns out there’s a lot more than magic that’s been waiting for me. All I have to do is take the chance and embrace it. But can I give up everything I am for a coven and soulmate I never knew existed?

This new job at the Darlington Museum is everything I ever wanted. The pay is awesome, and I get to spark a passion for history in young minds. I just need to pass my probation period. No problem, right? Wrong! The second week in, I spill hot coffee all over my super sexy billionaire dragon shifter boss, ruining his pants. Then, while trying to help him clean up, I accidentally grab something rather, uh—formidable—and totally inappropriate. Talk about a horrible first impression!

You envision a dream, set a goal, and formulate a plan. I had diligently pursued all of these steps. I was on my way to obtaining my degree, engaging with breathtaking works of art, and unexpectedly falling into bed with my professor. Yeah, that last bit wasn’t part of the grand scheme, but even I had to admit that it wasn’t an unwelcome deviation. Ironically, despite my meticulous planning, attention to detail, and even despite my own deceptions, I ended up being the one deceived. Being manipulated and used.

From the moment I learned she was coming to our school, I had a gut feeling it would end in disaster. Out of all the schools in the world, why did Kaitlin Crosse have to choose ours? Her presence confused my brothers and created tension between them, but I soon realized my initial assumptions about her were completely wrong.

For years after Shades had lost Skylar, he’d tried satisfying the emptiness of losing her with booze, women and the club. He’d turned his frustration at having to give her up into a determination to climb the ranks of the club, but he hadn’t counted on the fact that the pull he’d felt toward Skylar had only lain dormant in him all these years. Or that all it would take to reignite it was just one look at her. And he sure as hell hadn’t counted on her showing up on the back of a brother’s bike.