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After Ian Moore steps in to save resident Playboy and vampire André Castor from a spiked drink, he expects life to go back to normal. Why, he doesn't know, but that assumption seems reasonable, right? Only André doesn't want it to go back to normal. He's found a cute, trustworthy human, which is an anomaly in his world. Can't he just keep Ian? Ian knows how this game ends, patiently waiting for the playboy to move on…so why is André proving him wrong?

A psychic without an anchor. A student in trouble. A shooter on the loose.I’m Jonathan Bane, a licensed psychic who consults for the police. I routinely help the police put the bad guys away and, for that reason, the criminal world doesn’t like me much. People like to take a swing at me, or go stabbity, or try for a gun. It makes for interesting times. My psychic ability prevents me from handling anything electronic—and I do mean ANYTHING, I fry it in seconds—so calling for help isn’t always a possibility.

Contains books two and three of the Scales 'n' Spells series. Breath: Tori was doing great until sexy dragon Baldewin interfered. Between the little gifts, constant protection, and the steadfast confidence from the overgrown lizard, Tori wonders if maybe that last step needs revising. Wish: North has a map of Europe, a dragon scale, and a little bit of magic. He’s currently short a dragon, but all in good time, right? Right. Because he can totally dodge dangerous men and frustrated calls from his family, all while searching for a dragon during the Christmas season.

It’s like a bad game of Telephone. Grant locates a murdered teen in McMinnville. He calls Jon. Jon locates the girl’s ghost. He calls Mack. Mack talks to the ghost who leads them to more ghosts. Who lead them to even more ghosts. And why are all the murder victims buried under trees? The boys are ready for this game to end, please.

They were trapped by evil, horrible Jaeggi mages for 10 long years until they were rescued by the brave dragon named Gunter. The grumpy red knight swept in, carrying them off to a fair castle, where they lived happily ever after. That's how the story's supposed to go, anyway. Nikki would really like to have that fairytale ending, please and thank you.

Noel is desperate for cash. So PA for the mafia boss it is, or he risks losing his childhood home. Too bad the job also comes with a grumpy vampire boss. Family has been Fernando's priority for centuries, so why does his adorable PA suddenly stir long-forgotten feelings? Killing anyone who endangers Noel counts as a romantic gesture, right? Asking for a vampire.

Zander is in an auction house for the sole purpose of getting someone to sign a contract. He doesn't have any interest in owning a blood slave—until he lays eyes on Max. That, he must have. Max is there for reasons of his own, mostly desperate reasons, and he's braced himself for a year of hell, which doesn't seem to be forthcoming. Someone needs to explain to this vampire that he's supposed to use Max, not spoil him. Zander doesn't seem to get it.

Gage has a blueprint for his life all mapped out. First, straighten out his little brother so Gage can finally stop being pseudo-father to him. Second, expand the company to have permanent crews. Third, avoid any more hookup dates–he wants all or nothing. The very sexy, tatted bar owner that slides into his life? Not part of the plan. But god, Gage can go for some red line changes to make Logan part of it.

One ghost from the past. Two unknown Australian monsters eating people. Three men who won’t let either problem win. Familiars of choice, healing old wounds, Australian mythology (yes, Nico and Wicky are in Australia): it goes about as well as anyone could expect. With giant amphibians of unusual size that stump even the MAD research department, Wicky may have summoned Godzilla (in his defense he was left unsupervised). The next time they have to travel to a different continent Bel is drugging Nico first...

Asher’s dream job: Interior design: check. His dream boyfriend, Park Bo Gum: not check (sadly). Straight as a board, childhood bff Zar: check. Zar becoming his boyfriend: che—wait, what?!

Rhett's inheritance of the gorgeous Victorian house was expected. What was not expected was: Two familiars; A house full of ghosts; Magic powers?!; A new boyfriend, maybe, possibly, please, and thank you. Now, if he could just figure out how to handle everything, life would be peachy.

Germany is supposed to be an escape. With a new mechanical engineering degree, a new job looming, and a whole life planned out that isn’t his, Germany seems like the best place for Cameron find himself. So how does he end up discovering his lost magic heritage, running from bad guys with a secret agenda, and being adopted by the not-so-extinct Fire Dragon clan? He blames tall, dark, and sexy Alric, king of the Fire Dragons: his fated mate.

Sora finds this to be doubly true after meeting the struggling Burkhard Clan and the mischievous Ravi. The wind dragon has stolen his breath, and heart, away. Sora suspects he might have found his mate. But his inability to be truthful with Ravi eats at Sora. When the Jaeggi attack, Sora can’t keep his secrets any longer. Not when Ravi is in the center of the war raging around them. He has to reveal who he really is. It’s the only way to be with Ravi and give the Burkhards the help they need.

All Dag Gates wants is a place to call home. (And to practice magic freely.) All Stefan Bjorne wants is peace in his adoptive country. (And less paperwork.) All Mikkel Vinters wants is both of them. (No, really, he could do wedding bells.) So why, pray tell, is half the magical community set on denying them all their wishes?

Hi, I'm Kit. Immortal vampire and technomage extraordinaire. You know how it goes. For the record, I am absolutely not stalking my reincarnated husband. Okay, I am, but it's for his own good. And mine. Er, assuming I can somehow figure out how to tell him he's reincarnated and a mage, and we all live in a sentient library. Any thoughts on that? I'm currently taking suggestions. One thing's for sure. He's not dying on me again. Never again.