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I've dreamed of him for most of my life. Ever since I was a little boy, I've had the same dream; I save a lion from monsters. I've traveled around the world looking for my lion because I knew it wasn't merely a dream; it was a prophecy. But what I didn't know was how literal that prophecy was or how much that lion would come to mean to me. That he would be brave, powerful, honorable, and beautiful enough to make the Gods weep. I didn't know how drastically he would change me. And most of all, I didn't know that those changes would be so great and shocking that they'd threaten to destroy ...

My real life began the day I decided to die. After being captured and tortured by the Farungal Queen, I vowed that I wouldn't let her win, even if it meant my death. But when I jumped from her battlements, taking my own life instead of allowing her to turn me into a monster, I caught the attention of a goddess, a group of magical beasts, and a fae warlord. Thorne Callenaer, the Lynx Lord, was so moved by my sacrifice that he saved my life by giving me a piece of his soul. Now, we're bound by magic and drawn together by the beauty we glimpsed in each other's souls. But up until the moment he...

He's a fearsome enforcer who can take the shape of a tiger. I'm the consort of a king who shifts into a swan. We couldn't be less alike or more likely to fail, but the passion between us is undeniable. As the Royal Consort to the Swan King, I'm bound by law to obey. When the King bids me sing, I sing; when he commands me to kneel, I kneel; and when he offers me to a stranger in exchange for a favor, I must agree to be his. But this stranger is a tiger-shifter of the Garin clan, at court to investigate three murders, and he's the most magnificent man I have ever met. From my first sight of ...

I became a fairy king's plaything to save my sister. I didn't believe him when he told me he was the King of Unseelie, a powerful fairy who could cure my sister's cancer. But I would have tried anything to save her. So, we formed an understanding; my sexual servitude in exchange for her life. And damn if he wasn't telling the truth. The Unseelie King cured my sister then came to collect me as his prize. Now, I'm bound by magic to a powerful fairy and trapped in another realm, unable to escape even if I were able to make it past the leering knights and vicious courtiers. This world is ...

In the next installment of the Happily Harem After Series, Snow White, Goldilocks, The Wizard of Oz, and Sleeping Beauty are retold with a reverse harem twist. Four classic tales, four brave women, and far too many sexy men to count. If you haven't read reverse harem before, this book will convert you.

Hatred sent me into his arms. I don't have a problem with Dragons or even Dragon Kings. The last Dragon King of Vix left my people alone, and that's all I want from one of them. He died at the hands of his goddess, and his throne has sat empty for several months, leaving the Kingdom of Vix to floundered. Crime has grown rampant in the crown city of Nuri, gangs freely roaming the streets, and the courtiers have taken over the castle. My king, the Great Luh of the Ricarri, has delighted in the chaos. But now, word has come that a young Dragon has won the crown. He has a rough task ahead of ...

I didn't even like the man whose life I saved. Kardri Vangrarre is my warlord; I serve as a captain in his army—the Leopard Army. I respect him, and even admire him, but I don't like him. At all. He's vain, arrogant, and way too public with his abundant love life. In fact, he was right in the middle of one of his freaky, public orgies when we were attacked. I acted purely on instinct when I pushed him out of the way. I had no idea that I'd get hit instead, or that the green fireball would kill me. The Leopard Lord didn't have to save my life just because I saved his, but that's what he ...

I met him at the end of my sword. Not exactly romantic, but attraction arced between us like lightning. A rare and beautiful connection. Too bad he's a fairy - a hunter, no less. Nothing can happen between us, it's forbidden. Besides, I have bigger issues to deal with. Like a bioweapon that can destroy the entire human race.

Everything changed the day I saved his life. I used to hide my magic. Mainly because I didn't want to be persecuted. I mean, even more so than I already was for being human. Humans aren't supposed to have magic. It's what makes us susceptible to the Corrupter's infection. And I don't just have one type of magic. I have all the elements, even Spirit—the element only Wraith Lords control. At best, the other races of Varr would see me as a mutant. At worst, a threat. Then the Corrupter attacked our village. Two Wraith Lords came to defend us, but despite their superior skill with swords and ...

Some men just won't take no for an answer. My life was good. Simple. I had a cushy job in the Falcon Army baking bread and fancy desserts for our warlord. But ever since I saved the Falcon Lord's life, he won't stop hounding me to become his valorian. He doesn't even know if it will work; I might end up with an extended lifespan and that's it. But he insists that I'm meant to be his, and damn if I don't want it to be true. I just wish that becoming the Falcon Lord's valorian didn't include all that other stuff. You know, like immortality and the likelihood that being immortal won't save me ...

I never wanted to be a hero. I acted on impulse and did a really stupid thing to save a lot of people. And it worked. Except that I wasn't the only one who did a stupid thing that day. After I drank the potion that would have been used to destroy the Tiger Army and possibly all of Stalana, the Tiger Lord did something that had never been done before; he made me a faerie. Yep, that idiot gave me a piece of his soul and then his Goddess used it to transform me into one of them. Now, I'm immortal. Sure, sounds great. But I'm also bound to the man who saved my life. I feel things for him that I...

I'm destined to end the war. To do that, I must empower my fellow Wraith Lords. But to share my magic with them, I have to fall in love. I've managed it three times already. Quite a feat for me, a guy who was raised to stay away from people out of fear that they might discover my secret—that I'm the only human on Varr with magic. But the secret's out, and I'm finally accepted for who I am. I can do this. I can fall in love again and bring that man into our elite fighting team. I even have someone in mind. But Taroc isn't the easiest man to get to know. Even as we get closer, I feel as if ...

One man is the key to getting everything I want. When I met Captain Aras of the Tiger's Claw, I started hearing a voice. Just one. Still, hearing a voice in your head, other than that of your own thoughts, is not something a sane person experiences. This voice claimed to belong to a Dragon relic called Ensarena's Eye. I was skeptical at first, but it quickly proved itself to me. The Eye wants me to wield it. It claims that only through it can I win the inter-dread war that's brewing. So I accepted Captain Aras's offer to procure Ensarena's Eye for me. But on his way back to me, the Tiger's ...

Sometimes all you need is a little hair of the dogs. Owning a bar may not seem magical, but it is for me. I use it as an opportunity to help people by slipping potions into their drinks that do everything from heal a broken heart to soothe suicidal thoughts. I thought my life was full of magic. Until the night a gorgeous man stumbled into my garden covered in blood. With Dominic's dramatic arrival, I learn about things that even witches don't believe in. The world is even more magical than I thought. More wondrous, more exciting, and more terrifying. I embrace it all, including Dominic. But...

You're going to play whether you want to or not. Vervain thought she was done with the trickster god and his games. Then someone starts stealing the treasures of gods again and she knows the trickster is back. Hoping the game will end as well as it did the last time, the Godhunter deals herself in. But as it continues, the game gets more and more complicated. And more and more deadly. It becomes a question not of will they benefit from the game but will they survive it.

Some women fear the fire. Some women simply become it. Ever since her parents were murdered and their home burned down with her inside it, Amara has been afraid of fire. Now, she'll face the flames again, this time in the form of a supernatural terrorist. A supervillain with the power to burn. But the fire-starter isn't the only one Spectra has to worry about. FEAR still hasn't caught Phantasma, and as the flames lick higher, something just as sinister is closing off her escape. Can the cynical superhero become what she fears most to survive or will fire win again? From the Author:...

Among the ashes, you can find an ember. After I lost Ara, it felt as if my world had been burned to ash. But among those ashes, I found an ember—myself. I'm now more determined than ever to end this war. I'm going to free Aranren from Death's cage and that will free us all. No more fighting. No more fearing for the lives of my friends and loved ones. Peace. It's the reward every warrior deserves. And I'm going to get it for all of Varr. All I need is one more lover to give me the strength to conquer Death. I've even chosen him. But Lord Vexen is true to his name and is being difficult. I ...

Tell the truth and shame the Devil. Seren never thought she'd be working for the Devil, but when a Demon starts impersonating Lucifer on Earth, prompting humans into heinous acts, she finds herself doing just that. This Demon isn't breaking any of Anu's laws, so King Lucifer doesn't have the right to punish him. At the same time, he can't let such an insult go unanswered. Although Seren couldn't care less about the Devil's humiliation, she does care about the humans who are being manipulated and hurt. But the further into the mission she gets, the less sure she is about what the mission is ...

Return to the Twilight Court. Among the Cherokee there is a legend, a myth about witches who steal from the sick and dying. These witches are called raven-mockers, after the sound they make when they scour the night for victims. The legend is true but the Cherokee got one thing wrong about raven-mockers. They're not witches at all; they're fairies. Now Seren must find proof of their crimes, so she can stop the raven-mockers from breaking the truce between fairies and humans. But what she finds is a truth far more shocking than she ever expected. Delve further into the mysteries of the Fairy...

Follow the pixie. Extinguisher Seren Sloane's life is on a new path. She has become Princess Seren Bloodthorn of the Twilight Court, Ambassador between the warring courts of Seelie and Unseelie, as well as between the Human and Fairy Realms. Her life is complicated but it becomes even more so when she uncovers a fairy plot to destroy the human race. Soon the chase is on but will her path lead her to the villain or will she find herself pixie-led in a never ending circle of confusion? Grab your copy today and experience a whole new fairy tale