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Every fae dreams of finding that one person to complete their soul, but I've waited for so long with no sign of my viramore—my soulmate—that I thought I wouldn't be so lucky. But then I find him. And what a surprise he is. Never in a million years did I think my viramore would be on the other side of things. That he'd come from a place where only evil permeates. That he'd be a monster. That he'd be my enemy. Life's full of surprises, right?

It started in high school. We grew apart. Bit by bit, then all at once. The friend who was my ride or die suddenly wanted nothing to do with me. Now Cam's back from college, living in the house next door, and pulling stupid pranks just to annoy me. Between my intense family and my failing relationship, I'm struggling enough without his antics. But Cam won't go away. And I'm not so sure I want him to.

I’m a fixer. As a SEAL chief, I succeeded in impossible no-win situations. Now I’m retired and determined to improve the lives of my former military teammates through our Hollywood security firm. Plus, I get to guard intriguing people like Ambrose Sterling, creator of one of my favorite TV shows. Of course, I want to keep Ambrose safe. When he’s attacked, I leap into action to save him and his scrappy little therapy dog. But my good deed results in a coastal road trip with me pretending to be Ambrose’s boyfriend to keep him out of more danger.

Running into your one night stand is always awkward. It's especially awkward when said hunky hookup pulls you into a secret war over fossils and a kidnapped, newly awakened Albertosaurus shifter. As if my life wasn't already a mess (understatement), now I'm cruising through Canada hunting down an ancient monster who tried to kill us, attempting to get my social media career off the ground, and ignoring my feelings for my one time fling.

Trapped on a cruise ship with a man I absolutely hate is not how I wanted to spend this fake honeymoon. Especially when my "fiance" has a deadly ex on the same boat. Jackson is everything I'm not: brash, careless, and a former fossil thief. But he's my ticket to getting what I want - the original Spinosaurus fossils that have been lost for decades. Now I have to play the part, win the fossils, and try not to kill him in the process.

Vana Dire can't show weakness if he wants to survive the Draskoran court. The only man he can be vulnerable with is Daromir—Vana's magic-bound bodyguard. The binding lets them share each other's pain, and Vana depends on Daromir's comfort as much as his services as a guard. Vana could never risk their friendship—even if he craves far more than Daromir's loyalty. Daromir Azri sees a side of Vana nobody else sees. Behind closed doors, the cold, elegant prince is kindhearted and vulnerable. He needs Daromir. If Daromir's devotion sometimes feels like something else? Daromir must be mistaken.

All of a sudden, the most ordinary things have taken on a sinister edge: a penny on a doormat. An odd man in a brown suit under a streetlamp. The persistent sound of an ax chopping in the middle of the night. He keeps telling himself that this is Seaham, a sleepy seaside town where nothing ever happens. Or at least nothing did, until his dad’s construction company opened up the cliff beneath the old—some say cursed—Langdon place.

Arioch loves his job; creating chaos and encouraging revenge is fun, and if he pranks a few demons, angels, and humans along the way, all the better. When an archangel shows up with a message from god, Arioch knows he ought to take it seriously, but what's the fun in that? Michael, the human he's supposed to help, takes everything seriously enough for both of them, and Arioch is determined to teach the guy how to have a little fun with life. If he starts to fall for the human along the way, well, another human-demon pairing can only cause more chaos, which is definitely Ari's specialty.

Damien has a secret. Actually, he has more than one. His entire life within the Kincaid Pack has been a lie. Now that the truth is starting to come out, he’s faced with accepting the consequences he set into motion years ago. And hoping his mate will forgive him.

It was supposed to be over: The Utah Facility discovered, New World Genetics dismantled, and the people hunting Luca, dead. Then strangers who call themselves Varu come to Luca for help. They claim he's a Cana and tell him he's the only one who can bring back their wolves. Nox doesn't want to trust them, then he learns how people called Mah are responsible for the atrocities committed in the Utah Facility. And that the Anubis residing inside Nox will consume him and destroy Luca. But they promise they can protect Luca if Nox will let them cure him of the ichor.

The mysterious Keegan has been haunting Nico's dreams. Ever since the night he stormed through the pack's protections like they were nothing, Nico hasn't been able to forget the powerful young witch. He aches to know if his fated mate is a witch stuck on the other side of the country. No one will stop him from finding out. Keegan broke the rules, and now he can't stop dreaming about a shifter he barely caught a glimpse of the night he'd helped the pack. The teasing smile he sees every time he shuts his eyes is becoming a near obsession. One he isn't sure he wants to stop.

Owen Flynn never expected to get an invite to his former boy's wedding, and he sure didn't have any intention of showing up alone. Enter Keegan Richards. Keegan had always found Owen attractive, but he had never seriously considered dating a man. But when he overhears Owen saying he needs a date for his ex's wedding, he thinks that sounds like the perfect opportunity to get to know the handsome older man, and maybe to explore a few of the things he's been wondering about.

Caden hasn’t believed in fated mates since he was a cub. He figures it’s more of a fairytale that shifter parents tell their kids than the reality of what passes for mates in some of the packs he’s seen. But then he comes face-to-face with a human man who smells like orange blossoms and radiates authority and safety.

If there's anyone who knows how to have a good time—be it with a man or a woman—it's Ryder Pearce. Master of the nail-it-and-bail-it theory, he lives his life for one person and one person only: himself. When a man enters Ryder's life who challenges him on every flirtation, every sexual innuendo he can come up with, Ryder's thrown off his game in a big way. Because there's one thing the man has made perfectly clear—they've played this game before, and Ryder doesn't remember the outcome.

For the last 10 years, Huey has built his life around his sobriety. If that means he doesn't give a damn about finding love or companionship for himself, well, it's probably better that way. After all, the last thing he wants is to hurt anyone else. Until Felix Rainey walks into his bar, fresh-faced, unbearably sweet - and, for some reason Huey can't fathom, interested in him.

Sage: In just a few weeks, I'm going to marry the love of my life. Levi makes me happier than I ever thought possible. There's just one shriveled raisin in this Christmas cookie. He thinks he's masking his pain well, but I can see he's longing for something I can't exactly give him. With the help of four little elves—don't tell Levi’s best friends I called them little—I'm going to show him he deserves to have it all. With the wedding details all set, I have plenty of time to focus on putting the jolly back in my man's holly. What could go wrong?

"Next of Kin" by Astrid Amara: Jay Yervant is a Hell Cop so powerful that his bare skin incinerates anyone he contacts. Isolated, he is tortured by desire, until he meets Brian, a sensual young man who touches him with impunity. But Jay's burgeoning hope is threatened when a malevolent sorcerer unleashes a host of demonic assassins against Brian. Keeping his lover may cost Jay his life.

Jeremy has always wanted to befriend mythical creatures, play with forbidden magic, and meet his fated mate. Okay, okay. He knows the difference between fiction and real life; he is an author after all . . . Or he would be if he ever got to "The End" on one of his stories. So he realizes his desire to live inside a fantasy romance novel is a touch unrealistic, but where is the joy in living a life that is boring and predictable and overwhelmingly blah?

I've spent most of my life knowing that supernatural creatures exist but never really interacting with any, so my knowledge of them is limited. Still, who would've thought a demisexual incubus was a thing? Well apparently, not only is it a thing, but I have one who claims to be my soulmate—or viramore, as he calls it. And now he has it in his head that he's going to save me from my past.

For the past few years, I’ve been living with a ghost. My husband - my mate - was lost because of choices I made. As one of only a few tyrannosaur shifters on this planet, I have resigned myself to an immortality alone, married to my work. I am more than happy to keep my walls up, heart guarded, and my focus set on my missions. That was until a compassionate, plant obsessed man stomped into my life.