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Ellea, a seer and trickster witch, is haunted by her past. Shunned within her community of supernaturals, she values her family and control over her destructive powers. When her visions of a terrifying future are realized and the people she loves most are threatened by her magic, Ellea flees with her familiar to Glenover, an isolated town willing to overlook her flaws. Or so she thought.

An Atlan warlord in hiding. In pain. In danger of succumbing to a horrible fever. Only one woman can save him. One. All he has to do is find her before he becomes a Big Bad Beast.

Summer and Leo would do anything for each other. Inspired by the way each has had to carve her place in a hostile and unforgiving world, and united by the call of the open road, they travel around sunny California in Summer’s tricked-out Land Cruiser. It’s not a glamorous life, but it gives them the freedom they crave from the painful pasts they’ve left behind. But even free spirits have bills to pay. Luckily, Summer is a skilled pickpocket, a small-time thief, and a con artist—and Leo, determined to pay her own way, has learned a trick or two.

When former child star Julianna Novak loses everything to her shady managers, she'll do whatever it takes to win her independence back, even if it means rushing to find a new sugar daddy. When Titan, a wealthy businessman, makes her an offer she can't refuse, she soon realizes he may not be what he seems. His curved horns, massive wings, and ribbed prehensile tail are, however, more than she ever bargained for.

Drunk on you is an age gap, enemies to lovers, fake engagement, office romance.

The more I watch her, the more the lines blur between protection and obsession. I never intended to come face to face with her, but in a moment of weakness, I intervened. And it changed everything. She makes me feel things. Things I’m not ready to feel. I never thought I had a heart, but the more I'm with her, the faster it beats. Now, I’m left wondering, will she forgive me for the things I’ve done to protect her?

Brady Vaughn is sweet, sexy, and totally into me… Too bad I don’t have time for distractions, especially the relentless football player kind. If I want to graduate next semester, I need to focus on student teaching, not on my love life. But Brady’s incredibly hard to resist. Not only is he the most gorgeous guy I’ve ever laid eyes on, he has the personality to match. He’s sweet. Attentive. Real. When he crashes my pole dancing class, swearing he’ll return every week until I give him a shot, I’m certain he’ll be the first to crack. But with each passing week, he’s melting my defenses.

I’ve always been a good girl. But the second I walk into the hotel bar, I see temptation. The man sitting there is delicious. Once our eyes meet, I know I’m not walking away unscathed. I’ve heard about men like Jenner Dalton - richer than God and hotter than sin. He’s got heartbreak written all over him. But it only takes fifteen minutes before we’re headed up to his room. I’ve never done anything like this before, but something tells me he’s worth it. Every swipe of his tongue feels electric, every kiss sets me on fire, and his experience has me begging for more.

Sixteen-year-old Thrash doesn’t enchant eyeliner over her lids or clear her acne with magic. She is plus-size, but she doesn’t hate what she sees in the mirror—that’s the realm of her mother, Osmarra, a slim and elegant Glamour witch. When Thrash unexpectedly breaks a mirror with her mind, she discovers she has a knack for magic and will receive one of the three sanctioned Gifts: Glamour, Growth, or Sight. The only problem is that mothers choose the Gifts, and Osmarra is convinced that the Gift of Glamour will fix her daughter’s looks.

As I tried to move forward and build a new life under a different identity, I never expected to encounter people I could trust, let alone form connections with four guys who were determined to restore my smile. While finding my way back to myself, I'm discovering that I don't always have to hide. However, when it finally seems like I have a future, my past comes knocking on my door.

Jenna McGovern is dressed to kill for Blueberry Lake's annual firefighter charity auction. But when she finds her attractive fireman neighbor Matt Bridges standing over the body of a local hairstylist - and his ex-girlfriend - it's not exactly the romantic ambiance Jenna had in mind. While the handsome chief of police Cooper Dear sets out to investigate Matt, Jenna finds herself sucked into another murder case in which an innocent man seems to have been framed. Cooper isn't especially thrilled when Jenna takes Matt's side.

Jenna McGovern’s strappy shoes and sundresses are not going to cut it when she makes the move from Hollywood Hills to Blueberry Lake, Minnesota in the stone-cold dead of winter. A former stylist to the stars, Jenna’s determined to bring the latest red-carpet fashions back to the Midwest in an effort to revive her mother’s floundering thrift shop. But when a difficult client is found dead hours after visiting the store from a high heel to the throat, she becomes the chief of police’s number-one suspect.

There are some things you just have to deal with - like your hot-as-hell college booty call moving in next door with his adorable daughter. The only time we've ever gotten along is under the sheets. Old habits die hard because two minutes on my front porch is how long it takes us to bicker. Not that a little fact like that bothers my healthy 80-year-old grandmother and roommate who's determined to see me married before she bites the dust.

My boss's secret daughter was never mine to lose. But I lost her anyway. Violet Holt might bend with the wind, but she'll never break. At least, that's what I used to think. Now I'm not so sure. The men who abducted her didn't break her. Nor did the days she spent as their captive. It was my deceit that did it. Now that she's gone, my heart barely beats. The only thing keeping me going is vengeance. I vowed to make the men who hurt her suffer. And I plan to do just that, and win her back in the process.

When I presented as an Omega and ran away from home, I had only one goal in mind: to disappear. I was doing a damn good job of it, too… until I caught their scents. Denver, the alpha-hole mercenary with a heart of stone. Memphis, the cinnamon roll hunter-tracker with fire in his soul. And Camden, the golden retriever survivalist with kind blue eyes. I should've stayed away, but I could barely think through the heat threatening to burn me up from the inside out. By the time I discovered they were a team put together by my sadistic stepfamily to drag me home, it was already too late.

It should have been simple. Go to the ball, meet the prince, and secure his patronage for my favorite charity. But beneath the mask, the brooding beast of a man was not at all who I expected. He was dark and intense and eerily quiet. When I left, I could still feel the ghost of his touch branded into my skin. He haunted my dreams, but I never expected to see him again. Then he came for me.

I never meant to say a word, not one single word. But I did. And now, because of my blog, everyone knows that Ice Knights hockey star Ian Petrov's best friend and fellow player is actually his half-brother - hello, hockey Hall of Famer dad who couldn't keep his jeans zipped. That wouldn't be such a big deal if Ian knew. He didn't, and boy howdy is he pissed. And who is he most mad at? Oh sure, he's upset with his dad and former best friend/brother from another mother, but most of his ire is with me. It's definitely a case of hating the messenger.

I went to Vegas to celebrate my divorce, and the pro football star was there celebrating his new contract. I heard someone call his name, and I wasn't about to miss my chance to get with the man my ex had idolized. I didn't find out until long after a sizzling night filled with fingertips dragging along skin and breathless whispered pleas that it was a case of mistaken identity. I never thought I'd see him again, but then he walks into my office. I'm working hard to rebuild myself as a financially independent single mother when my eyes lift to the VIP client my boss warned me about.

I was drowning. I had four kids under one small roof, a job that barely made ends meet, and not nearly enough hours in the day. Then I walked in to clean Room 328, startled the cute computer nerd, and had the best twenty minutes of my life. But that was all it could ever be—stolen moments with a man who was too good for my past or present.

Rosier, crown prince and commander of Hel’s four armies, has been desperately avoiding his destiny as a ruler. When his father kidnaps Ellea, the Trickster Witch who gave him something worth living for, he has no choice but to return home. He must leave the comfort of his secluded life to journey to Hel. The path is full of monsters, beasts, and terrible memories. Nothing will stand in his way of saving Ellea—not his father, not Hel, and not the Gods. The funny thing is, he will be reminded once again that she never needed saving.