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I’m the easygoing one. The fun one. The rare member of my family who gets along with anyone. Except there’s a chance I may have got off on the wrong foot with our new dragon liaison, Ronan. In my defense, he rubs everyone the wrong way. The only thing he’s got going for him is his looks… if the miserable frown weren’t there to mar them. But he seems to be trying harder to connect, and I guess I should do the same. Even if his arrival here was the beginning of all my problems.

The Grand Hotel is a horror novel by esteemed best-selling author Scott Kenemore ( Zombie, Ohio) that takes the reader on a thrilling ride through an interconnected series of stories narrated by the desk clerk and the residents of the hotel itself. And while it is not known whether or not the desk clerk is actually the devil incarnate, it is strange that so many visitors who come for a tour of the hotel have a way of never leaving.

The one thing about growing up an orphan was that life sucked, but at least it was my kind of sucky. It was simple, ordinary, predictable. Until the night I woke up naked in a dark forest, surrounded by a trio of powerful shifters who plucked me from my miserable existence to tell me I'm some sort of supernatural monster.

And here we go again. Back to being Fates' puppet and facing a very different time once again. And with a new era comes facing a whole new set of challenges when dealing with my husband. For this time, he didn't know who I was to him. Didn't know that I was his Chosen One. And as for me, I intended to keep it that way. The problem with that was that Draven was now torn. Torn between the obligation he feels to find his Electus and torn between the temptation he soon feels for his… little maid.

Mische made the ultimate sacrifice to save those she loves—and plunged the world into an eternal night. Now, imprisoned by the gods and obsessed with revenge, Asar is desperate to find her again. When a goddess offers them a final path to redemption—and back to each other—Asar and Mische embark on an extraordinary mission. Together, they must seize the power of the god of death so Asar may do the impossible: ascend to true divinity. Their journey will take them through mortal and immortal realms, alongside both old friends and ruthless enemies.

My name is Rosa Capelli. I’m a vampire hunter with a side hustle in snarky comments, and my mission is simple: Protect the innocent from the predators that prowl among them. I kill monsters for a living, and I love my job. At least I did until he walked into my life—tall, dark, handsome…and very, very dead. He should be my sworn enemy. So why do I feel like he’s my soulmate, my lover, and my savior all wrapped up in one sinful package? Luca da Firenze is completely wrong for me. He’s too bossy, too powerful, too…deceased.

A high-octane, tautly-written dark romance with an unforgettable twist that will leave readers gasping, Pen Pal is a story of undeniable love from superstar J. T. Geissinger. Now with an original bonus chapter, this BookTok sensation is not to be missed! It all began with just one line. . . The...

Our souls are bound together. Our powers will tear us apart. There were six of us. Caged, turned into monsters, and tormented with brutal tests of our dark powers. We had only each other to count on... until an escape attempt ended with one dead, the others recaptured, and me dragged away into a different nightmare. When I finally fight my way back, the men I set free are hardened, beastlier versions of the devoted boys I knew. They see me as a traitor and a murderer, but they refuse to let me go. Even with our former captors hunting us down, they want to make me pay.

Getting into the vampire-only detective unit was the easy part. What’s going to be more difficult is dealing with my new partner - an ancient vampire who keeps threatening to eat me. The unit has never had a human in it. Marcus - or, as I like to call him: Fangy McFangface - would really prefer to keep it that way. He’s grumpy, short-tempered, and broody, but I have a way with words, and I know he’s starting to like me, even if he swears he’s not.

I am many things, but a supernatural being is not one of them. At least not until a crescent mark appears on my wrist and everything changes. I’ve been marked by a wolf goddess, yet no one knows what that means, myself included.

The extraordinary novel tracing a centuries-old curse back to its beginning from the author of PRACTICAL MAGIC and THE DOVEKEEPERS We first met the Owens in the glorious novel Practical Magic. We discovered the tragedy of the Owens siblings in Rules of Magic. Now we learn how it all began...

It's not easy being the only human at the Community of Species Government - and especially not when you're the rescue case. Two years ago, I was planning to go to college, have a wild time, then settle into a normal life. Instead, I was kidnapped, spent months being a test subject, was in hiding for nearly a year, and then found out that my whole existence is a science experiment conducted by the bad guys. It's definitely time to reassess.

Marie thought her future was clear, mate the next Alpha of the Reynolds pack. But when she locks eyes with Jonathan Jones, her world tilts on its axis, she's found her true fated mate. There's just one problem: her boyfriend isn't willing to let go. Consumed by possessive fury, he refuses to accept defeat. Ignoring Jonathan's warnings, he spirals into obsession, convinced Marie belongs to him.

One heroic act damned me for eternity. With a name like Tor, I should have been a hero, just like my father and twin. Turns out I’m not. Not even close. Instead I’m the very thing we hunted. A depraved monster. I thought there was no escaping the curse. No hope for a future. And then I met my mate in the unlikeliest of places: Blackwood Asylum. A place for criminals. Power-hungry madmen. Supernatural outcasts. And her, the curvaceous writer who sees ghosts.

You'd think a half-witch, quarter-werewolf would be a magical powerhouse, right? Wrong. I'm so nothing special. I'm on the express track to a low-magic ambassador job, right after I complete three months of mandatory Supernatural Forces training. I never expected my biggest stumbling block to be my new squad commander, Wyatt Jamison. He's everything I'm not—a pure blooded werewolf who oozes magic. Did I mention he's also my former teenage crush who still makes my mouth water?

Come visit the Packs of Tangled Vines... where the men are sexy beasts, their women are independent and sparks fly.

Ever since her mother fell victim to the Lonely Death, Azalea has tried to find a cure in the fabled petals of the moonflowers growing in her garden. Her attempts at conquering death are derailed when a secret is unearthed—one that forces her into captivity at the hands of the large, arrogant, and frustratingly handsome Fae Commander of the wicked Black King.

I was lucky to escape my last pack with nothing but a few scars—a cheap price to pay for my freedom. It was supposed to be just another run to calm my wolf, but I wasn't going to ignore those cubs' screams for help—even if they were from a rival pack. What I didn't expect to find was a feral vampire, or the wolf who would change everything. The Alpha who caught me is like all the others-all raging temper and muscles. And yet . . . his pack is different than mine. But no matter how much my wolf cries 'mate', I need to break free.

Athena Valentine always wanted an Omega. Atlas Cassidy just wanted to save them. But what we ask for isn't always what we receive. When Atlas and Athena wake up caged across from each other in an abandoned warehouse after being captured and locked away, the two Betas make a pact: survive and escape. Together.

I always thought I’d die crushed under the weight of my TBR pile, but my death was a plot twist I didn’t see coming. Save your sympathy! Now that I’m dead, I’m living my best freaking life. I’m free to read books for hours on end without worrying about food, rent, or, well, any interruptions. I might finally be able to get through my TBR list… maybe. The only one who can see me in my ghostly form is Wasabi, an adorable rat that lives in the library archives.