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Ten years ago, he had been so much younger, not just in years, but deep within his soul. He had been so much in love with his wife, Saliah. They had been expecting their first youngling - a male and his heir. But then, everything had gone so very wrong, and he had lost them both. It broke him so badly, that he forced his heart to grow cold and swore an oath never to love another female, never to father another youngling.

Many years before, my team and I were pinned down by the enemy, hunkered down in a cave trying to make it through the night. An apparition appeared with an unbelievable prophecy about four swords, "It must not fall into the wrong hands. Those who would turn it to evil would have little trouble defeating the weapons of your world. You are warriors of the light. The other three swords, Caliburn, Clarent, and Arondight, will find you. The swords are charged with the powers of light and darkness. Take care that they do not fall into the hands of the lady of the lake.”

Goody. A powerful real estate developer has been buying up land in the area and wants my business. He refuses to take no for an answer. My bakery, Goody’s Goodies, has been in the family for more than a century. I will not sell. But his threats are becoming real, and people are dying. Tristan. I have been searching for the mystery woman I crossed paths with in a club in New York. I knew she was mine, but was called away just before she was unmasked. Imagine my surprise when she shows up next door to my planned BDSM club. She has drawn the fury of a dangerous shifter.

Respect all, fear none.... I lived by my father’s motto until River entered the MMA cage; River’s brown eyes reflected mystery, and his soul held darkness. Off-limits to a good girl like me. One day, the demons that haunted River swallowed him whole. Forever passed away, yet I failed at forgetting the beast who showed me a tender side of him. Now, I’m the law. A cop. River’s as gorgeous as sin. An ex-convict. And I’m the reason he was tossed in the slammer.

I knew who he was when I met him at a fundraising event. Anders Jensen is the boss of Norway’s most powerful criminal organization, the Valhalla Syndicate. He heard I was hired to find a painting stolen by the Nazis. He has offered to fund my expedition in exchange for one of the other looted paintings he wants for his personal collection. Accepting his offer has drawn me into a web of intrigue and danger. When a sniper’s bullet nearly ends my life, I find myself in Anders’ embrace and under his protection. Then he showed me his secret. Now I’ll never get away.

The Prime Triad has been searching for 500 years for the female who will be their mate and if the One God is willing, will become the Arianu, the Goddess of Anu. It is foretold that when the Arianu is born, she will bring love, happiness, life, and joy. She will heal their planet and bear many children - female children. Is this female the one they have searched for?

She went from lost in space to being sold at auction to an Anuian Prince. The Prime Triad had been searching for 500 years for the female who would be their mate, and if the One God was willing, she would become the Arianu, the demi-goddess of Anu. It is foretold that when the Arianu is born, she will bring love, happiness, life, and joy. She will heal their planet and bear many children - female children. Who would have guessed that she was the female they were looking for?

The Syndicate Masters are in the US! They were assigned as guardians by the goddess over six centuries ago. Each generation brings new and different challenges. These ruthless and wild dons are the protectors, the guardians of their territories.

I’ve known all my life that my fated mate was Rémy Gautier, the son of the Alpha of New Orleans, but he walked away from me a long time ago. Now, he’s come back wanting me to fall into his bed and share with him the one thing that has kept the Wolf Meadow pack strong and distinct—the secret of the ancient dire wolves. The Darkness has returned ready to obliterate the one thing it hates most: Rémy’s pack. With the help of an elemental sorceress, can we turn the tide and destroy the Darkness once and for all?

Were the new men and women human or monster? Brought back to life via vitaplasm, did they have souls? Or were they somehow less than human, people minus X?

Looking at the Sun: I pulled him close. I closed mу еуеѕ and rеѕіѕtеd the urge to burу mу nоѕе іn his neck, but just bаrеlу. I саmе damn сlоѕе, mу face аn inch аwау from hіѕ ѕkіn. Hе ѕmеllеd іnсrеdіblе: muѕk, and soap, and the faintest hint оf ѕоmе еxреnѕіvе scent and under that, rаw power.

She was nearing the end of her long life. Anuian females rarely lived beyond 1000 years of age, and she was already 947. Her life had been uneventful and unfulfilling; she hadn't even been able to finish her education. She had no mates, no younglings, no family, and no friends. But then, one brave decision altered the course of her life forever. Deciding to accept the invitation from the new Rion - to leave her home and take up residence in the palace as a lady-in-waiting - triggered a cascade of events that led to miraculous changes that no one could have foreseen.

Due to the sensitive nature of my profession, I am known simply as Mr. J. I have the unique ability to analyze people, places, and things in such a way as to be able to determine what would, should, can, could come next. In a way, I can predict the future. I first developed this ability while watching chess games in the park when I was 12 years old and soon was able to predict the moves and the winners of several games at the same time. Before graduating from high school, I was being utilized as an “unknown” source helping to solve cases for the local police.

The Master is a benevolent tyrant, the world's sole immortal, whose 1000-year-reign has enabled him to steer humanity from an age of wars and want to a scientific age of peace and plenty. But now, the Master faces his greatest challenge - for, what is the price of immortality, when Lady Ellora, the woman he loves, lies dying?

Juliet: For three years, I’ve been relying on Aldric. After my parents died, he swooped in to take care of me. It’s not fair to him. I’m a ballerina, but only in private. I’m also a Little…but only in private. My fantasy of Aldric being the Daddy I crave is just that, a fantasy. Aldric: With our age difference, I know we have an unconventional relationship. There’s no place I’d rather be than with Juliet. She’s my Little, even if she doesn’t realize it. I take care of everything for her while she grieves. If this is all I ever get with Juliet, I will take it.

When she came to the palace to be a lady-in-waiting, she had no idea she would be given a second chance at life. The Rion has given her the chance to start her life over; the Rion says that she can have her pick of any triad on the planet. But at her debut, she sees the general and his brothers, and she knows in her heart that there will never be any other males for her.

Peyton Moreira has loved one man in her life. When she receives a dreadful knock at her door from military officials informing her that Collin has been killed, her world is shattered with several unanswered questions. Alone with no family on the island of Okinawa, Japan, with her two children, she has secluded herself to a life of youth activities, volunteering, and an occasional outing with other parents. When she crosses the path of Oliver Davidson, a kindergarten teacher whose charm and assertiveness intrigues her, it does not take long for sparks to fly between the two.

Lucid can be defined as the power to manifest an amazing life through the clarification of one’s consciousness. In life, few things simultaneously intrigue and disturb the human species more than missing the mark on one’s own happiness. In Lucid, the author takes us through a journey of the body, mind, and spirit to reveal what is locked in the guarded castles of our unconsciousness.

Stealing from a Warlord is about two families with 13 younglings between them and all the happiness, laughter, tears, and growing pains that come along with younglings. Sometimes, it’s not only the younglings that have to do the growing.