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Evelina is a princess with no chance of becoming queen. The crown only passes to the Manor heir with the strongest magic, and hers is nothing more than a flicker of light. Which is great since Evelina never wanted that burden in the first place. While she's a lowly princess, she can roam freely. Not to mention, she had to stay by the side of her best friend since childhood, a companion unfit for a queen.

Marrying her was my duty. Falling for her was my undoing. It was my idea to kidnap the daughter of my father’s rival. In my defense, I never expected that marrying her would be a part of the plan.

Conall thought he'd buried the past with his brother. But when a cryptic summons surfaces—tied to a long-vanished village and a wolf who should be dead—he's forced to retrace the path of the disbanded Squad 54. What he finds in the shadows could unravel not only their fate, but the fragile balance between elf and humankind. Back in New Torwood City, Princess Rowan Andula is done playing the figurehead. With a seat on the ruling council, she's ready to fight for her family's legacy—until the city's giant mech guardian begins to fail. Talos isn't just a machine. He's the heart of the city.

I used to like surprises. Not anymore. Because every surprise lately has been worse than the last. Surprise! A blind date with a mob boss ruined my life. Surprise! I ended up pregnant with his baby. Surprise! I got captured by his enemies and watched his sister take a bullet for me… And now, I'm locked in a cell with a monster at the door and Yakov nowhere in sight. He'll come for me. He has to… Right? I can only hope he does. Because the shadows in the corner are creeping closer and closer… If I want my babies to make it to their first breath, Yakov is the only one I can count on.

What would you do if your father gave away your hand in marriage to settle a gambling debt without your knowledge? Mine did exactly that. But I didn't get married, I conked the guy on the head, kicked my heels off, and hiked up my skirt. 'Chubby legs don't fail me now' is what I muttered just before I fled the little Woodland Church. The only problem is that I may have fled the flames but I jumped right into the fire when I threw myself in the middle of a lonely road into the path of an oncoming car.

Brooke Bartlett is no exception. She’s been in love with her brother’s best friend for half her life, her dirty little secret. With Luca on the other side of the world, the temptation stayed out of reach, but now he’s back, and he’s not the only one. Brooke’s stalker is watching from the shadows, and he’s got his own ideas about her future…

Renzo Lombardi, the notoriously ruthless leader of an organized crime family, sees the chance to end the feud with his rivals, the Costa family, demanding a ceasefire in the form of a marriage contract. Lore Costa, the shy, sweet princess of the Costa family, goes against her family's wishes and finds herself thrust into a new world when she agrees to marry Renzo, her secret infatuation.

A DragonKin crosses the border and arrives at my village to claim me, its terrible teeth and claws promising a painful death. I’m carried away from my home, from the people who willingly gave me up to fulfill the Bargain, from my mother. I somehow survive the journey, only to find that the DragonKin are more than primal beasts that rule the skies. They’re men, too, of a sort, and I’m captive to the most vicious one of all—Vander, the crown prince.

All we had to do was make it through the weekend. It should've been a breeze. A tattoo convention in Cancún with Toni Valentine, the toughest and sexiest tattoo artist in the world? It was a dream come true. It was my chance to show her how I'd grown. I came to work for her when I was just some kid from LA and she already had a spread in Maxim and a successful video stream, but over the past three years, we've gotten close. And I had plans for us to get even closer.

Imagine my surprise when I got a phone call demanding to know who TF I was without so much as a hello. I hung up on the prick. A second later a woman called apologizing for him and explaining that my father was in an accident. Problem is, I've never met the man. Not only do I not know him, but I have a half-brother to boot, who is insistent that I come at once. Hopefully, the prick isn't there when I arrive. That is if I go, I haven't decided yet.

I’m Lilith Patience, The Sorcerer of Death and daughter of one of the most feared organizations known to man. After being thrust into the notorious world of Midnight Mayhem, I found myself coiled around a past that I want to forget and a future that could destroy me. I love two men, and they love me as much as they love each other, but when the demons of my past tighten their grip around my throat, will I finally let them strip away the layers of perfection to get to my rotten, withered soul? Maybe. Or maybe they’ll die trying.

I thought it was just a hookup on an airplane. Let’s be cute and call it a “one-flight-stand.” Or we could be more accurate and call it what it really was: the day that ruined my life.

After years of adoration and love—and lots of intimacy—my guys have a special holiday request. A little fae baby. Like a fool, I agree, but there’s no way I can choose who gets to be the father. So, my guys have come up with a solution. A series of trials will determine who’ll do the deed; namely, one in the bedroom that has me questioning if my lady parts are really up for this. Right now? Yeah, I can’t feel my legs.

"You think this is just a game, Gloria?" he growls, his grip tightening on my hips. "Your father is watching us consummate this engagement. Give him the show he wants." What starts as a humiliating order becomes eight hours of pleasure I never knew existed. I should hate him for claiming me like this. Instead, I'm addicted to every commanding touch. The perfect mafia princess doesn't fall for her family's sworn enemy. She doesn't fantasize about his punishment every night. And she sure as hell doesn't plot patricide with her forced fiancé.

When a single phone call turns Reagan Lindsey's entire world upside down, she heads straight for Dusk Valley—the last place her twin sister, Lainey, was seen alive—determined to find out what happened to her. She never anticipated seeing Finn Lawless again, the man who, seven years ago, gave her the most passionate night of her life.

I need his darkness, like he needs my light. After surviving an abusive relationship, I swore off men. Until the President of the Knight’s Legion MC crashes into my life, holding me captive with his haunted gray eyes. Storm is a force to be reckoned with and I welcome the chaos— it makes me feel alive.

I broke the code—touched my best friend's sister. Broke her heart—left her behind with my baby. Broke myself—became the monster I swore I'd never be. Six months in Russian hell turned me into Shakal. The Jackal. The one who laughs while bones snap. The one who kills for the Bratva crest on his chest. My dying best friend made me swear: Protect Vanya. Blood oath sealed in his last breath. Now she owns my nights. And I own the secret she's hiding.

The darkness is coming for Annwyn. Veyka Pendragon must stand with her friends spread across the realms, her mate lost to her, her heart in shreds.

She was never meant to be Queen, but Veyka Pendragon sits on the throne nonetheless, High Queen of Annwyn, Protector of the faerie realm. And at her side? The male who was once her enemy, then her ally, and now, something else entirely. The secret she tried so hard to protect was a lie. So was the brother she loved so dearly. She can hardly trust the reality she sees with her own two eyes, let alone the feelings burning in her chest—feelings that she swore she'd never feel again.

My teammates can't know how much she tempts me. Her brother certainly can't know the things I'm imagining doing to her. We'll both keep pretending we're just having fun, even when she winds up sharing my bed in secret. We both agree it's harmless. Just casual. But when her old life comes calling, will I keep pretending, or will I put it all on the line?